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Danger Shop, Thursday period 2

One nice thing about doing simulations here, John mused as he punched his request into the controls, was that if you had a student who needed a makeup assignment, you didn't have to start over from scratch. The computer stored all the parameters so it was simple as hitting a few buttons.

The senario from last week's hunting class soon filled the room, and John leaned back against the simulation of his Impala to wait for the two students to show up.

[OOC: for [livejournal.com profile] deanforrester and [livejournal.com profile] saltandammo]
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[identity profile] deanforrester.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Dean tried to ignore the freaky noises, the cold feeling of the ghost, the gunshots, everything. Single-minded was good. Very good.

"Yeah, I think I got something," he huffed, sweat dripping into his eyes as he stabbed at the dirt with his shovel. After a few more scoops it was obvious that he'd uncovered some old, decaying bones. Jackpot.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Dean backed up and looked into the hole Dean had dug. "Yep, that looks like it," he said, grinning at the other Dean. "You want to do the honours?"

[identity profile] deanforrester.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Dean eased into a smile himself, and grabbed the lighter fluid. "Sure," he said, dousing the bones and lighting them. He grabbed the shovel, ready to pile the dirt back on if the fire spread. "The less forest fire, the better."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Dean agreed. "I totally agree, even if my dad doesn't think I do. Make one little mistake with a flame thrower and you never live it down."

[identity profile] deanforrester.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"To be fair, flamethrower mistakes probably count more than most mistakes," Dean posited as he watched the bones burn. It was oddly soothing, even if it did smell, um. Interesting. He started shovelling as soon as the last bits crumbled to ash, putting out the root that had caught fire in the meantime.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, well it's not like I actually set the car on fire," Dean said. "It was just a near miss." He looked down at the remains of the remains and clapped the other Dean on the shoulder. "Not bad. We can make a hunter out of you yet."

[identity profile] deanforrester.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Near miss, right. I'm guessing that wasn't good enough for your dad, though," Dean said knowingly.

He heaved a sigh of relief -- and exhaustion -- and grinned at the other Dean. "Thanks, man. I take that means I passed?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not the one doing the marking, but I'd say so, yeah," Dean replied.

[identity profile] deanforrester.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Awesome." He grabbed what he could carry of their equipment and turned to head back to the car and Mr. Winchester.

[identity profile] demons-death.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
John was where they had left him, still leaning against the side of the Impala. "Well done," he said when they came back into view. "You got the job done quickly and efficiently. With no extraneous damage to the forest or youselves."

[identity profile] deanforrester.livejournal.com 2006-10-06 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Dean grinned, glad for the praise. "Thanks for setting this up for me, Mr. Winchester," he said. "And you, too, Dean, for helping me out."
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