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Hookor Crook
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Fri May 18, 2018 12:52 pm

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30th Trial of Ashan, Arc 718
Lecture Hall - Bright and Early


Odd time of the arc to begin a semester of study. That was Hookor's own thought as he sat near the front of the hall, waiting for the professor to arrive. The class was not that full. Medicine was not an easy field, and perhaps only a few chose to study it. It wasn't so much challenging material, in terms of understanding, but more so challenging in terms of the sheer magnitude of material that needed to be learned. It was a monumental task for anyone to take on, particularly if one wanted to have any life outside of the academia.

Perhaps that was why only a dozen or so students sat in the hall, scattered throughout the bench rows, waiting...

Clank!

The door came open, and in walked a familiar face. Shelby. Doctor Aaron Shelby to be more precise. The middle aged man was familiar to Crook, very familiar. Hookor had worked with Shelby, and his resident Nathaniel, during the relief effort early in Ashan. Shelby was a man of extreme dedication, and significant skill. The trials Hookor had spent assisting them had been extremely informative. A leg up for what was coming. A mountain of academic study.

"Good Trial, students."
he greeted. Shelby moved to stand behind the podium, where he then spread out a few sheets of parchment. Behind him was a large slab of slate, where he would chalk out the notes that Hookor and the others would transcribe for later reading.

"Doctor Shelby, I just want to say what an honor it is to have you teach us."
the sickly sweet attempt to score points came from behind Hookor. The half-Eidisi turned just slightly, so as to see her out of the corner of his eye. She was a blond woman, clearly of northern origin based on her complexion. She smiled brightly as she waited for a response from the professor.

"Yes, well. Shall we begin then?"
came the thin, unemotional response from Shelby. Hookor couldn't help but smile a little. That was the Aaron Shelby Crook had come to know. No room for ego, no time for suck up's and the like.

"Our first lecture, the basics of humanoid anatomy."
Shelby announced. Hookor turned back around fully, took out his pen, and putting it to paper, started the first of what would surely be many informative breaks of learning...
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"We'll start with the Integumentary." Shelby tossed out, as he began to write upon the slate board at the front of the hall. Hookor was full on note taking, and his pen moved almost in sync with the surgeon's voice.

"It is the first thing you see when you encounter someone. It is the most sensitive of all the systems of the human body. It allows us to feel pleasure and pain, the affection of a loved one, the lash of the belt. All those sensations come first through the skin."
his words were droll, despite his attempts to add the occasional bit of intonation. Shelby was a man of the knife, not of the word. Hookor, regardless of the sleep inducing nature of his mentor's voice, kept taking detailed notes on all of it. The half-eidisi could hear the scrawls of others penning the words around him. One, however, was not writing, merely listening. Her. The blond suck up was listening, but refused to take any of it down.

She'll not do well like that
, Hookor thought to himself. He shook his head a little, then refocused on the lecture.

"What is the importance of the skin?"
came the question. Shelby had tossed out the query, and immediately several hands went up. Hookor looked about the room, but said nothing.

"It keeps things inside!"
once student shouted out. The odd phrasing drew some laughter. Shelby chuckled.

"A strange way of explaining it, but yes, the skin does kind of help to keep us together, so to speak." he responded. He wrote as much on the board in point form.

"It protects us from infection."
Another student called. Shelby nodded.

"Indeed, it is the first line of defense, acting as a near impenetrable barrier to all sorts of things." he elaborated. He looked about the room for other suggestions.

"It helps regulate our temperature and hydration."
The blond responded. Shelby smiled a little, then nodded.

"Excellent. One of the most vital of its functions is thermoregulation, and in turn effects our hydration status."
he reiterated her point. Hookor was annoyed on the inside. Who was this know-it-all who didn't take notes. Clearly, even if he didn't yet know it, this girl would be, if nothing more, annoying competition.

"Young master Crook. Have you nothing to add?"
Shelby called as he glanced over at the blue hued Crook. Hookor looked up.

One...two...three...four.


His nerves began to flare. He did not like being put on the spot. Shelby asked however, and even if it killed him to speak, he would do so out of admiration for his professor.

"The skin is everything the others have mentioned..."
he began, "...and more. The multilayered tissue and its appendages act in the processes of thermoregulation, hydration, and infection provention, but also act as cushioning for the vital organs, and act as the critical sensory tissue to provide various stimulus to the nervous system." he continued. Hookor felt his confidence return as he continued to explain.

"Pain, pleasure, as you have mentioned, are first registered in the skin, and these stimuli are then converted into energy that is transmitted to the brain." he added. Now it was the blond's turn to stew. He didn't have to see her, as her longer, irritated breaths behind him, were evidence enough. Shelby nodded, and smiled at Hookor.

"Very good Master Crook."
he said. Hookor smiled back with pride. The lecture continued for some time. They covered the various layers of the skin, and its connection to the subdermal tissues below it.

"Alright class, that is it for today. Next lecture, we will cover the racial variations in the integumentary system."
Shelby finished. He put his chalk down, and then picked up his papers and left. Hookor began to do the same. A prompt and expedient departure whipped by him, and the blond was down to the front of the hall before Shelby could get out. Hookor should his head, a little in amusement, a little in disgust.

This was going to be a long, but hopefully interesting course...
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Sat May 26, 2018 7:22 pm

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"There are more differences in skin texture, color, and consistency, then there are races in Idalos." Shelby turned to the group as he spoke. He pointed to a few of the other students.

"Biqaj, Sev'ryn, Tunawa..."
then pointed at Hookor, "...Eidisi." Crook did not dare correct his professor. Hookor was only partly Eidisi, his father a human. Shelby, continued.

"Almost every race has some variation on the human 'norm', and many of them have many differences." he added. The professor return his attention to the slate blackboard, and began to scrawl with the chalk.

"Let us take each race separately. First, let's look at the Aukari. Their skin bares perhaps the most similar to that of humans. It can range greatly in shade, while the texture seems to remain the same. The most distinguishing feature is their hair. Red. It may vary from bright red to orange in hue, but not much beyond that." Shelby then turned back to the class.

"I have heard rumors that some of their race sweat profusely, to the point of making their skin look moist." he added, "though this is rumor only." he finished. Shelby watched as his students diligently wrote notes on the sheets before them. He shook his head, then decided to take a slightly different approach.

"So what of the Ellune?"
he threw out the question. "They have more differences from humans then perhaps any other." he looked to Hookor. His smiled, and Crook knew he was to be the first.

"Master Crook, have you knowledge on the Ellune?"
the professor asked. Hookor nodded.

"I do Doctor Shelby."
Crook responded. The doctor nodded back.

"Very well, then tell me, what is one feature that the integumentary system of Ellune possesses, that Humans do not?" he posed the question.

"Its texture is different, quite considerably." Hookor began. "It is quite rough, a feature that is of utility to them." he added. He looked around to see if any of his classmates were of the gray race, but could see none.

"The roughness of their skin serves in the catching of snow, which they use to cover themselves in." Hookor added. Shelby nodded.

"Any idea why they have evolved to have such?" he asked. Hookor nodded, and was about to answer, when the blond girl beat him to it.

"Thermoregulation."
She called out. "The Ellune prefer the cold, and the warmer it gets, the less they like it." she added. Shelby frowned a little.

"Not entirely true."
he corrected. "The Ellune do indeed thrive in cold temperatures, but they do not necessarily only like it chilly. Up to several marks above freezing, they find quite comfortable." He added. Hookor took the opportunity to chime in.

"Until they reach the hot temperatures of the south. There, in the peak of the summer season they have to enter hibernation in order to survive." he commented. Shelby nodded. Now other were answering.

"The color of their skin is always gray."
someone threw out.

"Or variations of it."
Shelby corrected.

"Their hair is coarse." another tossed out.

"and hard to brush."
Shelby quipped, and it drew some chuckles.

The lesson went on, and the other races were covered. The silver shimmer of the Biqaj (actually a product of their blood's hue), the claw and teeth variations of the Lotharro, the obvious reptilian and fish like variations of the Ithecal and the Mer races respectively. All were covered, and much was learned. Even Hookor's own blue hue was examined, and the theorized reasons behind it explained. By the end of the lecture, young Crook had a much better understanding not only for the extreme differences in the integument of all inhabitants of Idalos, but how those variations effected the way the various races interacted with themselves, and the other races within the world...
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Wed Jun 13, 2018 11:31 pm

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The first series of classes followed the same pattern as the first. Shelby would enter, didactic notes would be written and transcribed by the students, and on it would go. The three remaining classes of the first few trials were on humanoid heart and blood supply, the lungs and breathing tubes, and finally the senses. The last lesson proved more interesting to Hookor then the other two, as there appeared to be more variety between the races when it came to sight, hearing, taste and smell, as well as touch, then the circulatory or respiratory system could ever hope for. Yet Hookor wondered if there would be even more racial variation within the musculoskeletal and reproductive systems. Only time would tell.

For now, the would be doctor contented himself with reading what bits he could, in between volunteering and working. All the while Crook somewhat impatiently waited to see if his application for a position as research assistant for Professor Faith would come to fruition.

knock knock!!


A firm, but not overly aggressive knock came at the door. Hookor looked up from his tome, flickering with adjacent candle light.

knock knock!!


Crook rose from his chair, and made his way to the door.

"Oh...hello."
he said, as the door opened to reveal it was the annoying suck up from anatomy class. Hookor had come to know her name from others, as Thaylinda Marrise. She was the daughter of two professors at the main Academy. Her pretentiousness was second only to her "know it all" demeanor on the list of things that most annoyed Hookor about her. Still, he had been taught by Horace to always be civil.

"Thaylinda, isn't it?"
he asked. She nodded, then moved her way, without invitation, into his dorm room. She stopped a few steps in.

"Have you applied for the research position with professor Faith?"
she asked bluntly. Hookor hesitated for a moment.

"Why do you ask?"
he responded with more than a little curiosity. She turned to look at him, clearly trying to measure his response, and expression.

"Because I MUST have the position, and I am trying to size up my competition."
she answered with the assured honesty only someone who had always gotten their way could possess. Part of Hookor's lip rose, not a snarl, but a snicker.

"I have."
he said bluntly. Thaylinda made an audible 'himph!' noise, then strode past Hookor, back out into the hallway.

"I guess we'll see what happens then."
she said. Hookor merely looked up at her and smiled politely.

"Indeed."
he responded. Thaylinda walked away from him, and then down the hall, where she began to rap on another door. Hookor chuckled, then closed the door and returned to his books...
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