faderift | [ OPEN ] Do you believe in magic?

WHO: Jim Kirk & Anyone
WHAT: Catchall through Harvestmere (October)
WHEN: Timing (backdated, covering a span, etc.)
WHERE: Location
NOTES: Content warnings, OOC notes, links to other relevant posts, etc.

A - The Magic Man's Come and He's Here to Stay
The morning that changed it all had not begun like he'd expected, obviously. It had been rather embarrassing actually (not that he would be recounting that particular part of the story, especially when he would be apologizing for it for the rest of the month most likely). But ever since the change had happened, he began to make regular trips outside of the walls of Skyhold and out into the forests, away from the immediate eyes and ears of the general masses.

After all, he didn't need everyone looking in on him as he pointed his shard-embedded hand at a tree, waiting for something to happen. He felt terribly foolish, but he knew he had shot a beam from his shard - several times, in fact. Whatever was happening, it wasn't a fluke, and he had better learn to control it less it get away from him in a critical moment.

"On!" Pause. "Fire!" Another pause. "Damn it, do something!"

Pew!

"Please don't let that be my trigger phrase...."

B - Listen Up, I Never Say Anything Twice (Classes)
Currently, Kirk run three classes, all at varying times. It made for an interesting schedule, but it kept him busy, and he enjoyed it. All three classes were open to anyone who wished to join, which meant his classes often had mixed skill levels.

Mathematics had Kirk walking between the students, grouping them according to kill level and doing mini-sessions. With the smallest ones or those with no knowledge he focused on the basics, patiently pointing out how to handle the equations. The groups went up from there, and after a bit Kirk clapped his hands to get their attention.

"All right, who wants to play a game?"

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Once math was over, he moved on to the sciences. His focus for right now was an understanding of the human body (he was not comfortable enough in the physiology of the other races to teach it), and overall health, along with natural science such as how weather worked. Really it varied, and every lesson could get easily derailed as students asked questions and he expanded.

"All right, all right - anything else before I move on?"

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And of course there was self defense classes, focusing on hand-to-hand combat. Like his other classes, he paired skill level with skill level. Unlike his other two, he was far more strict here, walking between partners, critiquing and demonstrating.

"Come on, go at it for real!" he called. "This is practice for a real life situation, so better treat it like one!"

C - The Man About Town
When not practicing with his shard or teaching his classes, Kirk was running errands around Skyhold, acting as a sort of courier for businesses. It wasn't the best pay, but it saw him through the days. It meant he ran between businesses in the market and even around the medical tents.

He spent time at the stables as well, working on his horsemanship, or visiting with Boggie. He could often be seen talking to him and petting the bog unicorn, sometimes with his cats, Leonard and Nikita, in tow.

Of course he would make appearances at the tavern, happy to sit and enjoy an evening of music and song with drink in hand. Some nights he could convinced to sing of his strange, other-worldly songs too.

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Kirk beams, more than happy to see Inessa present at the lesson. It often helped the younger ones not feel so foolish when they saw adults in the room working with them and learning too. The other students go quiet, waiting intensely as Kirk looks at them all with a wicked grin.

"It's a team game," he announced. "I'll count you off as number one, two, or three and that will be your team. Each team will be given one of these sheets." He held up a small spread of papers, letters and numbers written across them. "Each team must work together to solve the problems on the page. The first team to correctly answer all the questions is the winner, got it? And yes, before you ask, the winning team does get a prize."

The game sounds simple enough, and Inessa smiles at mention of a friendly competition. She nods, fairly confident in her own skills, enough to help others as part of a team. It almost reminds her of her Circle days, though the games there were centered on magic.

"Very well. I'm ready. Let's see what comes of this."

Garahel perks up, hoping the prize means something for him, too. He's helping!

Kirk went around, tapping the students and counting off 1-2-3. By the time he finished, the teams were more or less even, and he set the papers down on three different desks and set them to it. He leaned against his desk, watching them, enjoying the high murmur of voices as everyone tackled the problems - they ranged from straight equations to word problems, and varied in skill levels, but weren't overly difficult either so that everyone could more or less participate.

"Come on, come on, someone has to be first!" he encouraged.

Taking the encouragement to heart, Inessa works with her group, quietly encouraging them and providing as much assistance as she can. When it seems to be complete, the elven Warden gives the set a look-over, wanting to be as correct as they are fast. There are a couple of corrections to be made, but nothing major, and soon Inessa is satisfied with their work.

"I believe we are finished."

Kirk came over, taking up the paper and looking it over. He smiled at the group and clapped his hands.

"We have our winner!" he announced, to a mix of cheers and groans. He laughed, motioning for the others to continue. "Come on, there's still a second place to be won." The groups got back to it as Kirk went to his little "desk" to pull out the prize - which as it turned out were little bags of treats.

Second and third also got prizes, though not quite as delicious as treat - he gave them fresh apples. It was a little something to keep them going without making them feel like failures. They got the answers right, after all, just not the fastest.

"All right, everyone, that'll do for today," he said. "Practice your numbers and I'll see you next time. We just might have a rematch! " Murmurs and cheers greeted this. "If anyone wants further help, I'll be here for a bit longer. Otherwise, have a nice day."

Inessa smiles, glad to assist her teammates, and something to savor with tea later on. Garahel sniffs at the treats given to her group, but his mistress prevents his appetite from becoming an issue by distracting him with a mabari crunch. He can give his soulful looks later.

Getting to her feet, she nods and smiles over to Kirk as she heads over to him with mabari in tow. "That was well done. A little incentive can go a long way. I remember it well from my time in the Circle."

"It certainly helped me as a kid," he smiled at her, waving to some of the kids over her shoulder. "Besides, for some of them, I figure it's some of the nicest stuff they'll ever eat around here. And it makes them feel like they earned it, you know? That feeling - it's important, that sense of accomplishment. But I'm getting off track, aren't I? Did you enjoy the lesson today?"

"Indeed. I enjoyed the opportunity to brush up on my knowledge, and be challenged further. There is much I still have to learn, and that is heartening. Though sadly, I can't say I will always have the time for it."

Garahel, finishing with his treat, heads over to gently bump against Kirk.

"Come as you can," Kirk reached down to absently brush his fingers around Garahel's ears. "I'm not always here to teach either, as you know. But being here sometimes is better than no times, right?"

Smiling at Garahel's happy noises, she nods. "Exactly. This has reminded me of how much I miss such an environment. Their excitement can certainly be infectious, can't it?"

"It's been a long while since I've been around kids like that," he shook his head. "The last thing I really taught was the self-defense back home, not this, but..." he paused, looking down at Garahel and scratching a bit harder behind his ear.

"But I thought if there's one thing I can do here, it's help these kids get a leg up while they can. So it means I should, right?"

Inessa's smile is warm. "Education is always a boon, especially now. In dire times, people need something to hope for, don't they? If they can use their education to improve their standing, then it's well worth the effort. I support learning for learning's sake, but I'm not blind to the fact that I've had it better than almost anywhere else."

"Anything you learn, I'm sure at some point you'll use in your life. And if not, well, it makes you really good at trivia games. Silver linings."

That gets her to laugh softly. "Does that mean I can count you as a willing participant, should we endure a long, boring trek on the same mission? Ciri has her puns, I need little games like that to remain sane."

"Absolutely," he grinned broadly. "We can make it into a new campfire game."

"I'll hold you to that, then. No doubt we'll be sent away again sooner than later." Inessa rubs behind Garahel's ears when he bumps up against her. "Don't worry, you'll get plenty of attention regardless of who's winning."

"I am a man of my word, Inessa," he took a small bow and then shakes his head as the dog returned to his mistress. "Really, you, such fickle loyalty. Whomever is petting you, huh?"

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