fandomhigh | Constant Vigilance 2, Session 3. Friday Sept 22nd, Period 4

Jack was leaning against the desk at the front of the class, grinning hugely as the other students arrived. Once they were all seated, he gestured expansively and said, "You lucky people are stuck with me today, because the Doctor's got a very hot date. Not so luckily, he put together a vague lesson plan, otherwise I'd say let's skip class and head to the bar."

He passed around the handouts the Doctor had prepared on the the Menoptera, the Optera, the Wirrn and the Zarbi, and then talked briefly about each of the species. When he was finished, he jumped up to sit on the desk. "Now, this class is supposed to be about Constant Vigilance. About learning to watch out for what the universe has to offer. And what it often has to offer - as the Doctor so recently discovered - is a date. But whether you're after a date or not, learning to get someone interested is a very valuable skill, one that can lead you into - and out of - a lot of trouble. And even if you lose your gun, your sword, or even your big rock, you've almost always got your tongue." He smirked. "Which I want you to use for talking only."

"Split into pairs. One takes on the role of one of the aliens we learned about today. The other: chat them up and get a date, or an assignation, or at the very least friendly conversation. Don't get your head bitten off. It's difficult to have any fun when you don't have a head. Use what you learned about your partner's species - and whatever you can get them to tell you - to make yourself attractive to them, whether it's sexually, romantically, or whatever. Remember that your partner looks like the alien they're pretending to be, so you might not think they're pretty - but I wouldn't let them know that if I were you. Feel free to exaggerate, boast, bluff, make wild promises or outright lie. Whatever it takes." He looked around the class, expression momentarily serious. "Because sometimes the only thing that will save your life is that the being threatening you prefers you alive to dead."

"And that's it. Go for it, have fun, and grab me if you have any questions. But don't grab me anywhere interesting, because technically this is a school."

[ooc: And we have ~~wait for~~ OCD, ~~plz~~ thanks. Sorry for the lameity. Both partners can lie like politicians, and if you need to know something about the species you're pretending to be: make it up. I'm hoping to actually sleep btn EST 10am-3pm, so probably won't be around then, but I'll pick up Jack pings upon awakening. If you need to pair up with Jack, or you want detention for something, ping me in OOC.]

[ooc 2: *facepalm* ETA: The species in question are the insectoid aliens the Zarbi, the Wirrn, the Optera, and the Menoptera. Have added them into the class.]

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Cameron glanced briefly at Zack and decided that pretending to be married to him was enough for one week. So he looked around for someone else to partner with and decided that if he had to be an alien species, he might as well have wings.

Layla was still getting used to this whole "pair up with people you've never spoken to" thing, so she may have sounded a little shy as she went up to the guy who was looking around. "Hi. Do you have a partner?"

"I do now," Cameron said with a smile. "In case you're wondering, I'm waggling my wings at you."

"You are?" Layla asked, before realizing what he meant. "Oh! Yes, so you are. They're very nice wings. I bet you waggle those at all the ladies though."

"Well yeah, but only because it's custom to. It wouldn't be polite if I let them be all droopy. That's just rude," he explained.

"Oooh. Well, I always appreciate politeness. That's not an easy thing to come by sometimes. I'm Layla, by the way," she said.

"Cam Mitchell," Cameron said, holding out a hand to shake. "Bounty Bee."

Layla giggled and shook his hand. "It's nice to meet you. So," she said, trying to think of pick-up lines that didn't suck, "do you come here often?"

"Oh yeah, every week," Cameron deadpanned. "Best place in town to grease up your wing joints."

"That sounds...like fun!" she said brightly. "I like the atmosphere. I mean, I don't get to meet...people...like you anywhere else."

"No, we meno..." He faltered for a moment, trying to remember the name, then decided he was a cool alien and could talk cool. "We menops tend to stick to our own corner of the universe."

"Ooh. So, what's brought you to this corner of the universe then?" she asked, sounding suitably intrigued.

"Giant Flower Valley," he replied. "For its giant flowers of course. Very few worlds have flowers which can support our weight. It makes honey gathering rather problematic."

The thought of a field of giant flowers was really intriguing to her, so it took a few moments for her to come back to the conversation. "That makes sense. And I've heard that the flowers here are especially healthy, so I imagine that would help."

"Yep," he nodded and patted his stomach. "My stripes have never looked shinier."

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