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My dear fellow students and esteemed staff members, can you possibly imagine what it's like to finally have the wealth of the entire internet to explore, after only every having access to what you could call the abbreviated version?

[Well, that is certainly a way of introducing yourself. Luvander is straddling a chair, draped over the backrest, and he's grinning expansively at the camera. The accents suggests eastern Europe, and the elaborate top hat on his head suggests that he's confused about what century it is.]

And if you didn't answer 'terrifying' to that question after some careful consideration, I honestly fear for your sanity. From what I've surmised so far, about two thirds of anything that isn't porn seems to consist of people religiously recording their pets, and that's the least alarming part. Oh, and bear in mind now that I am disregarding the instances where people apparently combine the porn with the pets.

[Luvander, do you have a point there? At all?]

The point- [Ah, there it is.] -is that I honestly have no idea what I'm supposed to be doing here. You could say that I am somewhat of a novice when it comes to social media, if you will. Twitter appears inane, Facebook seems to be a very polite way of stalking your loved ones, Tumblr scares me, and whatever that Reddit place is supposed to be, I can honestly say that I really don't want to know.

[For someone who doesn't understand what he's doing, he certainly seems to have a lot to say about it, at least.] So for now, I am limiting myself to the school network, in hopes that if I embarrass myself in some hideous fashion here, that is a completely ordinary occurrence in American high schools... at least if I'm to believe the movies.

Oh, and I suppose the lot of you can give me some tips? I have unlimited Google at my disposal and I feel I haven't been quite traumatized enough yet, so why don't you hit me with the best you've got?

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[Al hasn't finished unpacking yet. This is about the only telling information from what's on the screen, when he flicks his phone's camera on, sometime shortly after the end of classes: one of the Mansion's bedrooms set aside for faculty, suitcases and boxes tossed on the unmade bed, with the man himself tossing one arm idly over the back of a chair. The desk in front of him is likewise cluttered with papers, folders, a shot glass, and a dark, half-emptied liquor bottle.

Only half of the bottle's label is visible on screen, that portion of the text reading "RITTENH."]

Guess I gotta introduce myself all over again, huh?

Name's Al Swearengen. Owner and proprietor of Gem, finest joint in the City for any mutant who prefers to drink among their own kind.

Come the start of the new year, I'm also gonna be this place's armed combat instructor. Did something similar for a while, before the Sentinels torched it, years back. This time around, I'll be teaching those interested and capable how to handle themselves around a loaded gun...or knife or whatever else some Friends of Humanity cocksucker decides to come at you with.

[He...really doesn't even seem to register that his choice of words just then might not have been entirely classroom appropriate.]

I hope it goes without saying, that'll mean learning to handle all those weapons yourselves, too.

But, since I'm told it's late in the year for making new courses official - even ones that're gonna keep you from getting fucking killed - until next semester I'll be just be doing "tutorials." [The air-quotes are audible there.] On gun safety, for the most part. Those're mandatory for anyone keen on taking the real thing, 'cause I don't like to repeat myself. And 'cause I'll be using that time to divide up those interested into an introductory and advanced class, based on how you handle yourselves.

[That's all the actual information he needed to get across, so he shrugs, screws open his bottle, and pours himself a shot. It's not far past 3 P.M., and Al Swearengen is simply the best role model.]

That's all I've got for today. Any questions, feel free to direct'em to my faculty e-mail.

[Which he (a) does not include and (b) intends to avoid checking, ideally, for at least the rest of the week! Just asking directly might be a little more straightforward!]

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[It's everyone's favorite quiet, scarred counselor, though some may be more familiar with Kariya as groundskeeper, since he's often out and about in the garden.]

Hello, everyone.

It's nice to talk to you again. We've all had a trying time recently, and I'm sure many of you have a lot you'd like to discuss. I'd like to remind you that you're always welcome to stop by and visit your school counselors.

I specialize in working with the younger students and in art therapy, but my office is open to everyone, even if you'd just like to come in for a cup of tea. It doesn't have to be anything formal.

[It's important that he help the student body in any way he can. That's his job.]

Oh, and one more thing! I'd like to remind you that it's that time of year again. Submissions for our school's literary magazine are now open. We're accepting writing and illustration and art of all kinds. Only the writing and visual art will be in the print edition, but videos and multimedia submissions will be posted on our website.

It's a good chance to express your feelings and creativity and share them with your fellow students. I look forward to seeing your masterpieces! We have a special section for staff and faculty submissions, too, so you teachers shouldn't feel shy.

The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning

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