fandomhigh | Myth Into History: Final [Thurs/1st Period, Danger Shop]

When the students entered the Danger Shop for the final exam today, they would find it set up like the interior of the tent from the first class. Janice stood up near the front of the tent, waiting for everyone to assemble.

"Hope you wore comfortable shoes like I warned you last week," she said. "It's going to be an interactive final. The tomb on the other side of this dig site is said to be haunted . . . or at least, the original one was. The only thing haunting this one is your test. Your objective is to get through the tomb and out again, but you've got it easy. All you have to do is answer the questions, not dodge booby traps. One at a time, though. So line up here, brush up a little while you wait your turn, and then get back here. Do well enough on the test and I might even let you celebrate the end of the semester with a bang."

That said, she leaned back against the desk and waited.

[OOC: OCD is up! Class Info Post, as always, is here; thank you all for being a fun class, and this post will be open for play through Sunday. Please see the OCD thread for certain bits of information.]

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"OOooooooo." Evie took a deep breath. "Really? With dynamite?"

Evie just got an extra ten points or so on her exam for displaying enthusiasm about blowing things up. "Yeah, with dynamite," Janice said, stepping aside and gesturing for her to take the plunger. "Want to give it a shot? It's fun."

"Cool." Evie bounced forward, and took a hold of the plunger, pulled it alllll the way back, then made like Wile. E. Coyote and slammed it down. "YAY!"

Another five points for style, definitely, as the tent canvas flapped abruptly for a moment with the aftershock of the explosion. "Nicely done, Evie. You'll make a great archaeologist someday."

"Thank you, Dr. Covington." Evie beamed, and said, "I've really enjoyed your class. Very much. I hope I can take another one with you, next semester?"

Hooboy. Breaking things gently to people was not exactly Janice's style. Damn Evie and her endearing enthusiasm, though -- she was going to try.

"We'll see how that goes," Janice said cautiously. "I've got an opportunity to go on a dig over the break; we might have a lead on the elusive Xena White Scroll in India. If that goes on longer than expected, I may not be back in time for the spring semester."

"OOoooooo!" Evie nearly clapped, then said mournfully, "Ohhh. It shan't be the same without you, Dr. Covington." She sighed. "But an opportunity like that *can't* be missed! You will send us a postcard, won't you?"

"Hell, kid," Janice said with a rough chuckle, "if I can manage it I'll send you back a piece of India. Maybe I better have a word with Doctor Jackson. Somebody's going to have to keep you Archaeology Club kids in line, and I'm not quite convinced yet that he can do it on his own."

Evie restrained the urge to hug Janice. She just wasn't the sort of person you could hug. "Thank you so much! And you have a good trip. Be very careful traveling," she said earnestly. "And we'll do our best to continue on without you."

It was probably just as well she restrained the urge. Janice was still riding the adrenaline high of nice loud explosion noises.

"It's no fun if I'm careful," she said, allowing herself a bit of a cocky grin. "But I'll try and stay in one piece. Keep up the good work, Evie. I mean it. I think you're going to be damn good at this someday."

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