Marcus rolled his eyes at the Hufflepuff. "If you want to get technical about it Mr Upstead. Dementors are part of the magical world are they not, regardless of whether they are creatures or beings. They guard Azkaban which is a prison. So technically they are doing the same thing as a muggle prison warden."

With arms crossed across his chest, Lawson frowned once again at Jake. "This is a muggle studies class Mr Upstead which means we do things muggle style here. So along with the sweets you can bring up the quick quotes quill as well. NOW!!"

"Josey. I met you at the treehouse, remember?" She'd remember eventually. Josey waited.

She still needed a group- or a partner for that matter! Hearing the question, Becca turned toward a younger student and said "I'll work with you, if you'd like."

"I'd love to be the first baker in space. Taking pics and stuff." It was a dream now and he loved it. Too bad he wouldn't be able to take Brody with him.

"Okay, you need to take them, Miles." It was serious. She's not stupid. You know that. She will catch on. Or Brody will." And Brody would tell her sister. Brody was like that.

"You need to go to that space training thingy. Like where they make you spin around at high speeds and stuff."

Damon decided he wanted to deal with the profession of computer specialist.

Computer Specialist-

Simon looked at the Girl. "So what do you want to do?" He asked. "I know a lot about Soccer players." Simon wondered if this girl wanted to do. Simon looked at her. "Or do you want to do anything else?"

Alex sighed finally just writting what she knew of paramedics on her paper.

OOC: Any Misspellings are because Alex is pureblooded and is trying to write what she knows of something purely muggle and she only got from reading.

"Oooh," Selena said as she grinned sheepishly. "Sorry about that, that tends to happen sometimes," Selena admitted. "So, what do you want to work on?" Selena asked.

Okay.

That was scary.

And annoying. Jake was dead set on his idea that prison wardens were only muggle jobs. And he'd stick by that. And heck yeah, fine, he'd bring up the sweets, but he NEEDED the quill.

Lawson was in such a bad mood.

Grumpy old git.

Standing up, and in a kind of huff, Jake approached the desk, the quill left behind and dropping, having even written out the reprimand from Lawson. "It's nnnot a qqq... qqquick qqquotes quill... and I nnneed it."

He was prepared to fight for the quill.

Getting to Lawson's desk, Jake scowled and reached into his pockets, emptying out the chocolates and candies and yada yada yada. He had some in his bag, and looooooads in his dorm. He was fine. He'd probably have some in other pockets he'd forgotten about, too.

Grrr, Lawson. Grrr.

Again, Evelyn had the same idea as Destiny. See, it was not her stealing Evelyn's answers and ideas, it was the other way around. In yo' face. Destiny moved her hand away from the side of the desk just in time..if she didn't have those fast reflexes, surely her fingers would have been laying on the floor right about now. Hmm..would the Healer be able to put them back on!? "Mail dude." she said nodding her head, and picking up her quill.

Now..what were they supposed to do? Something about..something. Oh, right. List the experience one would need to do this certain job. "The mail dude would definitely need to know what a letter was, right? How could the dude deliver them, if he didn't even know what one was!?"

That made perfect sense..to Destiny.

"That's okay," Josey said with a smile. "Um..I don't know. You can choose."

Evelyn listened to what Destiny suggested, noticing that she was also holding a quill. Cool, so she was going to write it down? Smiling, Evelyn leaned back in her seat, relaxing slightly as she pondered over what her friend had said. "Yea, you're right." she nodded, thinking of how funny it would be if a muggle didn't know what a letter was.

"And...they probably need to know how to read right?" she said, looking at the quill. "Can't read, then they can't find the house!" Mwaha! People, not being able to read. Funny stuff right there! "Actually if they can't read, I don't know how they are able to pass school." she muttered, taking a quick peak at a certain blond Mr. Stutters who passed them to...

Wow. How did he stuff that much candy into his pockets? She felt like she had a stomach ache just looking at all of it.

Jimbo jotted down everything on the board. He would have answered but everyone else was already providing answers so quickly. Oh. Darn. Partners. Jimbo didn't want to have to partner up again. Especially considering he wasn't sure he knew anybody here. Did he? Looking around he spotted one or two people he knew...

Oh. There was that girl. Teegan. No. He wouldn't work with her. There had to be another option. He looked around, and spotted no one else. He had no choice. That is, unless he worked with someone he didn't know. He looked around some more. People seemed to be finding partners really quickly. Besides, as much as he hated it, he'd rather partner up with Teegan than have to do that whole 'partner up with someone you don't know' thing again. He hated that.

Sighing, and gritting his teeth he picked up his things and walked over to her seat. He slammed his things down on her desk and looked her right in the eye. "We're working together." No objections. Sometimes in life, you had to do things you didn't want to in order to avoid things you really hated.

Miles grinned at Torin and nodded, "It would be awesome Tor." He could just see it the two of them in space exploring things and taking pictures and Tor baking.

He brought his eyes up to meet hers and he sighed, "But they..." Seeing the look that he gave him he sighed, "Oh fine." Pulling out the small bottle in his pocket he took one pill out and swallowed it so Torin could see him. "There happy?"

"Yeah and...you need to learn to fly a...what are they called? Spaceships? Rockets? And you need to learn about space and the different planets thoroughly." He could already feel the pills starting to work and he sighed. This class was going to get really boring really quick.

"Hmm...." Selena thought carefully. "How about... Astronauts?" Selena offered. She had always been fascinated by space travel.

Chris copied down the list of Muggle careers exciredly. He didn't really know why but the Head Boy LOOOVED Muggles and all of their funny inventions. He had actually been in a car once. It was rather fun, but his parents refused to buy one.

Anyways the assignment. He thought he was going to work on this one by himself so he could focus more on the lesson. So, unable to pick one, the Gryffindor pointed at one with his eyes clothes and began to write; tongue sticking out as he began to write furritively.

"And I need a holiday but you don't see me sunbathing on a beach in the Caribbean, do you?" he asked as the boy approached him and watched as he emptied his pockets.

Lawson shook his head at the amount of sweets that spilled out onto his desk, he was surprised that the kid wasn't bouncing off the walls by now.

"Do you have special permission to use the quill?"

He gave Miles a smug look as he got his way. "I know how annoying it can be, but it's for the best, dude." He knew that it was like to have a condition, and he understood Miles not wanting to take his pills. But he worried about his health more than anything.

"Yeah, you would need to know Astronomy. And ummm..." He wasn't really sure what else. "I guess you would need to be able to not get sick in space?" He was running out of ideas already.

Oh. Evelyn had said another good thing! "Ooo, that's a good one too!" she said, writing that down right under the one she had mentioned. "They need to run fast too. Just in case they were to get attacked by a watch dog." Destiny had totally saw something like that happen on the muggle box once. Was it funny? Very.

She looked up from her parchment when she heard Lawson mention a holiday and..sunbathing. Oh Merlin. That was something she did not want to think about or imagine. Turning to Evelyn, she stuck her tongue out in disgust, "My eyes are BURNING!"

That was NOT an exaggeration.

"Yyyou want it, nnnot need it," Jake mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest as his foot started tapping out a fast and complicated rhythm on the floor. Possibly annoying as well.

Taptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptaptap.

Like Thumper.

He had to get rid of the energy somehow, or else it would make itself known in a bad way.

At the question, Jake hung his head, wishing he'd brought the quill up with him so he could cling hold to it tightly. He had been TRYING to get the permission, but was always side-tracked or the professors were too busy to talk. "Nuh-no. Bbbbut I nnnneed it."

And his feet kept tapping as his fingers started drumming on Lawson's desk.

Partners anyone?
 

Arya scribbled down the list of jobs on the board, not that she needed them but just in case she would need those particular jobs for homework. She listened to the professor before looking around for a buddy and popping her gum. No, she didn't need a partner but it would make the work a lot more fun.

Yeesh. Who knew delivering mail was such a dangerous job!? Having watch dogs run after you. But now that she thought about it (with Lawson being the mail man of course), it was pretty funny. "That's a good one too." she agreed, before hearing what Lawson said.

GAH! Did they HAVE to sit in the front? Her stomach ache just went from level 1...to level 8. That was two levels below 10!! But that did not stop her from bursting out laughing at what Destiny said.

HAHAHAHA!!

Imagining Lawson sunbathe was totally worse then Truebridge and Bunz at the beach. Ohhh...HAHAHAhahaha...okay. Ow. Side ache. Stomach ache AND side ache. Fun stuff. "I think..." *Snicker* "I think they need to know how to ride those carts or whatever they're called. Right?"

Or was she thinking of some other job?

Cela's expression was thoughtful as she started her notes. The first muggle job that came to mind was something to do with the cinema. she didn't realise it was all different jobs so she started a list of what they did from her perspective and then one about what they needed to be able to do.

So. Muggle jobs. Easy enough, right?

Kel looked at his list of jobs muggles needed that wizards didn't have or necessarily need. He studied it for a second, then chose a profession that seemed like it'd be interesting to do, then started writing some stuff about the job.

Miles shook his head and sighed, "No...it's not and you'll find out why in about ten minutes." Because he became a no fun shell of himself. He messed up his hair as he rubbed the back of his head and looked down at the parchment in front of him.

"So the skills you need... you need to be physically fit. You need to be smart. Need to be able to withstand zero gravity and speeds that create a massive g-force." He could feel himself going back to the boring Miles. Greaaaaaaaaaaat. Not.