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Upperclassmen had been sent home with pamphlets over spring break to think about their options for the next semester. Third year students could pick up an elective for their freshmen year, fourth years could pick up two electives as sophomores; those meetings tended to go the quickest. It was the meetings with fifth years and beyond that tended to take up the full 15 minutes alloted to them.
These students had to receive recommendations to take advanced classes, or opt to take electives. Last year Nathaniel Dawkins had tried to talk everyone out of taking magical crafting, if only because that class filled up so fast they had to open another section of it. He had their files arranged already; all the students signed up for time slots earlier in the week. Professors had already sent Dawkin's their recommendations; those had been read and placed among their academic transcripts.
The university students were another group altogether. They had to select a mentor and core focus for their fall semester and if they could look ahead and think about what they wanted in the spring as well. They'd need additional meetings later in the semester with their chosen mentor; thankfully that was out of Dawkin's hands.
Students would be wandering in and out of classes for their fifteen minute blocks, but this was the standard practice for this time of year. Dr. Dawkins was ready, about as ready as he ever was.
(OOC: starting this now because I'm inexplicably excited about it. Anyone can play Dawkins, you can play him yourself if you're so inclined (just don't expire all sessions when you logout of the faculty journal because you'll knock everyone else's log-ons off). Feel free to put your students in any day; time slots would go from 7:00 to 7:15, 7:15 to 7:30 and so on throughout the day; Dawkins might stay later on these days, so the cutoff will be 6pm. It's up to you how your students did and which advanced classes they'd be allowed to take)
These students had to receive recommendations to take advanced classes, or opt to take electives. Last year Nathaniel Dawkins had tried to talk everyone out of taking magical crafting, if only because that class filled up so fast they had to open another section of it. He had their files arranged already; all the students signed up for time slots earlier in the week. Professors had already sent Dawkin's their recommendations; those had been read and placed among their academic transcripts.
The university students were another group altogether. They had to select a mentor and core focus for their fall semester and if they could look ahead and think about what they wanted in the spring as well. They'd need additional meetings later in the semester with their chosen mentor; thankfully that was out of Dawkin's hands.
Students would be wandering in and out of classes for their fifteen minute blocks, but this was the standard practice for this time of year. Dr. Dawkins was ready, about as ready as he ever was.
(OOC: starting this now because I'm inexplicably excited about it. Anyone can play Dawkins, you can play him yourself if you're so inclined (just don't expire all sessions when you logout of the faculty journal because you'll knock everyone else's log-ons off). Feel free to put your students in any day; time slots would go from 7:00 to 7:15, 7:15 to 7:30 and so on throughout the day; Dawkins might stay later on these days, so the cutoff will be 6pm. It's up to you how your students did and which advanced classes they'd be allowed to take)
Veronica Cantrell: 7:00 to 7:15am
She practically bounded into Dr. Dawkins' office before taking her seat and smiling to calm herself down. "Good morning," she said cheerfully.
Steven Suzuki: 7:15 to 7:30am
He waved idly at her as she left the interview, seemingly pleased with her outcome, and slunk into Dr Dawkins' office.
"Morning, Doctor."
"Your grades are exceptional, as we expected, and I've no doubt we'll be seeing more of the same with your upcoming finals. The switch from sophomore to junior can be a little drastic for some; five of the core subjects are complete, and you'll be picking up Astronomy in the evenings. Have you given any thought to your electives?"
Xavier Nikitin: 8:30-8:45
He bounced into Dr. Dawkins' office and took a seat with a big grin. "Mornin' doc!" he said brightly.
Nikolai Nikitin: 10:45-11:00am
"Good morning," he said with a little smile.
Rosana Cordozo Rios: 5:45 - 6:00pm
She sauntered in to the office and sat down regally, lounging in her chair as though he was the one who had come to see her.
"I've already decided what I want to do," she announced dryly.
He opened her folder in preparation to make notes, ready to review her recommendations if they didn't agree with ehr plans. "At your leisure," he suggested with pen poised over paper.
Abernathy Ford: 4:00 to 4:15pm
She sat in the open chair and forced a smile. "Afternoon," she said and folded her hands in her lap to try and hide the fact that she was clenching her fingers so hard she was almost white knuckling.
November Hall: 3:00-3:15
Adelaide Legaux: 5:45 to 6:00pm
The real question was whether she'd stick with Transfiguration as her focus, or if she'd shift to something else. She hadn't given the options too much thought, which was why she was glad to have Dr Dawkins to discuss it with her.
Scarlet Evans: 9:00-9:15am
She bounced into the office with a little post it note covered in hearts and bubbles with all her ideas scribbled on it. "Good morning Dr. Dawkins," she sing-songed.
Luka Nikitin: 1:45 to 2:00pm
He sauntered into Dawkins office and made himself comfortable. "How did we do?" he asked, cutting straight to the chase.
Victoria Driessen: 3:30 - 3:45pm
So Thursday afternoon found Tori knocking on Dr. Hawkins' door at 3:30.
Leland Sykes: 5:45-6:00pm
He had waited for the other student to get out of the office before mustering up all his swagger and sauntering into the office, exuding his I don't give a damn attitude. "What's up Dawkins?" he asked slumping into the chair across from his desk.
Hawthorne Nikitin: 5:30 to 5:45pm
He slumped into Dawkins office and scratched at the back of his head awkwardly while the doctor leafed through his file.
Violet Evans: 12:00-12:15
Cinna Thompson: 12:15 to 12:30pm
As she waited for Dr Dawkins to retrieve her academic file, she thought over her classes for the year and wondered about which to keep. She definitely wanted to stick with Care of Magical Creatures, that was a no-brainer. She just wished there was some way to get out of another year of Astronomy.
Arnaud Powell: 7:15 to 7:30am
He slid into the chair in front of Dawkins' desk and smiled.
Ryder Balston: 5:15-5:30pm
He shuffled into Dawkins’ office a minute or two late and dropped himself into the chair. He knew the doc was well aware of how he felt about being there and, if only for scheduling, Ryder decided that it was best just to get down to it. “Can I take combative magic again?”