fandomhigh | Freelance Treasure Hunting, Monday, Period 5, Class #1

As the students arrived, they would probably notice a woman clad in form-fitting black leather perched on a picnic table, swinging her feet as she waited for them to arrive. Some students, if they had met her, might be shocked at the woman's resemblance to Aeryn Sun.

Not that Vala knew the girl's last name, but that wasn't the point.

"Good afternoon, class. My name is Vala Mal Doran and I'll be your instructor for this class. As you know, this class will be about how to make your living as an interdimensional space pirate."

"Now, the first question you may have is why you would want to be an interdimensional space pirate, er, treasure hunter, in the first place. Clearly, you have much to learn if this is your question--because first, it's about fun. There's excitement, and danger, and your adrenaline rushes, and it's a wonderful feeling to know that you have done your best at every step of the process, and that the money you hold in your hand at the end of the day has been if not precisely honestly earned...well, you still have it in your hand, so it hasn't been used as bribes or bail money, and that's always a bonus."

"But enough about me," she said, getting up and wandering around, "I want to know about you--your names, where you're from, how long it takes to get there, the most convenient travel route, and any valuable or mythical objects that, if you were from your universe, you would attempt to appropriate and sell. Also, if you know of any pitfalls to obtaining these objects, either mystical or legal, please feel free to elaborate."

"Don't be shy," she coaxed, after a minute, "Who would like to go first?"

[ooc: ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up!]

[daughter of ooc: Going to run errands for a few hours, will pick up pings when I get back.]

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"Yay ordinary!" Evie said, hoping to cheer him up from whatever had depressed him for a moment. "And really, it does get much easier. Everyone's so willing to explain things, and there's lovely food and television and trips to museums!"

Evie always assumes everyone likes museums.

"The food has been very nice," he agreed, cheered by her enthusiasm. "And everyone I've met has been extremely kind, and very willing to humour what I'm sure are foolish questions."

Such as what a television was. He added it to his mental list.

"That's the spirit!" Evie beamed at him. "That, and a few outside activities, and you'll settle right in. There's usually clubs and games, and going to Caritas or other venues to hear bands, and really, it's quite jolly when we're not being invaded. And that never lasts very long."

Really, her enthusiasm was hard to resist. Even when it encompassed mention of invasions. "It would be nice to have the time to just enjoy such things," he said, sounding distinctly wistful. "I'm not used to that."

"If I can get up to the roof at least twice a week to read all by myself, in between all the other things going on, and having ice cream and going to assemblies, you'll be able to do the same, I'm quite sure." Evie nodded determinedly, then smiled. "Welcome to Fandom, Karal."

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