Post by Reinhold Beilschmidt on Nov 30, 2012 19:36:23 GMT -10
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:100px; background-image:url(http://i41.tinypic.com/s67p7b.png)][atrb=vAlign,top] you can grow but remember empires always fall | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:300px;] Reinhold Beilschmidt's cold, calculating eyes scanned the auditorium. It seems that the incompetence from last year had been somewhat eradicated. There seemed to be no mistakes on the "Welcome to Accademia Mondiale" banner regarding other languages, the Japanese characters actually looking legible this year. He made sure that the German translation, "Willkommen bei Accademia Mondiale" was spelled right, and making sure that the Latin that most people don't usually know how to read "Grata Accademia Mondiale" was spelled correctly. It was silly, but even Romulus sometimes would spell stuff incorrectly. Even if Reinhold's understanding of Latin was rather limited, he could spot a spelling mistake from a mile away... and be a Spelling Nazi about it. The smell of the French and Italian appetizers wafted through the air, delicious and scrumptious. Of course, Romulus made these choices due to Reinhold's constant suggestions of bringing in Chinese food for cost's sake or German food. Both didn't smell as good as French, and the last thing you'd want to smell when you walk into the first day of school is the distinct smell of Chinese food. Chinese food was good and all, even smelling good, but many students aren't too used to the smell, and would probably activate their somewhat xenophobic modes that Romulus will inevitably crush with his happy-go-lucky and nonsensical attitude. And a whole lot of cultural mixing. Romulus seemed to always be the "Mix all the cultures!" kind of guy. Reinhold was more of the "Discipline all the students..." kind of guy. Reinhold would have to keep an eagle's eye to make sure that no one would misbehave, take too much food from the appetizer table, wear the wrong year button, but most importantly... make sure Romulus doesn't repeat the fiasco from last year. Reinhold took extra measures to make sure that the stage was shiny, but not too... waxy slippery. If you could guess, Romulus came in running like a Roman who had just spotted a jug of wine, and he slipped on his way to the podium, hitting his head on the podium, then getting up stupidly and acting in the most unprofessional way possible. Reinhold wanted to facepalm so much, taking note of what had caused the fiasco. One, the floor was very slippery. Two, Romulus probably had gotten too giddy on the wine, so Reinhold made sure that he hid the wine supply somewhere until after all the first day formalities. New students would probably be put off by a Headmaster who walked around somewhat drunk. Three, Romulus was being Romulus. And there was no changing that one. The slipping on stage was bound to happen at least once or twice. But Reinhold wanted to make sure the incident wouldn't be repeated on his watch. The Vice Headmaster shifted his glasses up and looked down at his folder, where he had his speech notes and the rule book. Heh, maybe this year, he'll have the guts to throw the big fat rulebook at a student as a prize. Students loved books, didn't they? Or at least Reinhold did when he was a student. He wasn't sure about Romulus. Romulus enjoyed partying and flirting, though he seemed to excel at whatever the heck he was doing. Typical. But of course, it would be time to inspire the future generation of thinkers and leaders, lazy arses and spoiled brats. This time, he won't bore the heck out of everyone. Everyone loves rules. Rules love everyone. People end up listening when he says "There will be Koims involved if you answer this question." or "There will be Koims involved if you take this rule book and read through it." Spoiled brats, but hey, it's a great way to motivate them. Reinhold retreated to the Performing Arts office in the Auditorium to wait for his fellow co-workers. The performing arts head tended to sit in this office, but this was where the Headmaster, Vice Headmaster, and School Nurse tended to congregate before the grand speeches would be made. None of them were in the office at the moment. Reinhold was early as usual. Oh dear, please let this year be different. No more slipping on stages, please... |
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