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Potpourri - Tuesday - May, 28, 2007

When the students came out to the main campfire on Tuesday morning they would notice that Buster wasn't anywhere to be found. Or so they thought. Only those with a keen eye would notice Buster hiding behind a tree. When everyone had arrived he crept up quietly to the class. Even then he might not be noticed. No, the students might not notice that their teacher was there until he coughed and said "Heeeey students."

"Today we'll be learning how to be neither seen or heard. I'm an expert at this due to me spending many years at the Milford Academy. It's a useful skill. You can avoid anybody you don't want to see or you can use it to pick up information. The latter may backfire because you might find out things you didn't ever, ever want to know. Horrible things about your mother." Buster shivered. "Ugh."

"Now, the most important thing about being neither seen or heard is the way you dress. Anybody can dress up in all black and put on goofy makeup to keep yourself from being seen but won't you feel stupid if you're caught? But if you dress up in floral prints and wear a lot of pastels people won't think you're worth their time and not notice you there. Or they're think you are "special" and won't mind spilling their secrets around you." he said. "Hiding in plain sight, that's what being neither seen or heard is all about."

"Also, no talking. I cannot stress how important this is. Some people just can't shut their traps and that makes other people untrusting of them." he said. "When you must talk be polite and keep sentences short. I have gone days without talking and nobody in my family noticed."

"So today we're going to do two activities that will prepare you for being neither seen or heard. The no talking game and hide and seek!" said Buster. "I know you know them well."

"And for homework I want you to hide in plain sight sometime this week. Dress inconspicuously. See what kind of information you can find out from people." he said. "Or maybe someone will care enough to try to find out where you are. But that's rare. The only time someone wanted to find me was to help them zip up their dress."

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Peter covered his eyes and started to count.

Dawn walked as quietly as she could until she was near a tree with branches that would support her weight, then climbed it and hung out there for a bit.

This procedure was not very quiet.

"Ready or not, here I come!" Peter uncovered his eyes and looked around. He'd heard the rustling of the trees, but there were a few trees around. Dawn could be anywhere.

Dawn tried to hold very, very still on her perch and hoped the branch didn't break.

"It's all clear," Peter said, still looking. "You can come out now. All the monsters are gone."

From somewhere off to Peter's left, he may have heard some distinctly un-treelike snickering.

Peter pretended not to hear it. "Oh man, look at all these free donuts. Guess I'll have to eat them myself if there's nobody around to help me."

Dawn shut up. After all, she wasn't Xander. Not that being Xander was a bad thing, but he was definitely one to be more lured by doughnuts than she was.

Some leaves visibly rustled as she shifted her weight on the branch, though.

Peter may have glanced in Dawn's direction.

The branch creaked ominously, and Dawn tried to gauge exactly what she'd break if she fell out of the tree.

Peter tried to climb up the tree to tag Dawn.

He may have gotten his games a little confused here.

Dawn squeaked and flailed and wiggled as she tried to get away from Peter and the branch cracked. Her eyes widened.

"Ack!" Peter said, intelligently. He reached out for Dawn, wishing that there was somebody with TK skills nearby.

Dawn grabbed out for Peter's hands and tried to grab her legs around the tree trunk like a monkey. "Gravity sucks!"

Peter braced himself and reached over to try to grab one of Dawn's hands. "I hear ya."

Dawn clutched for Peter's hand and grabbed hold, then "oofed" and wrapped herself around the tree, glancing over at him, "Hi, and thanks."

"Hi, and you're welcome," Peter said. "I think we're even now."

"Oh yeah? How do you figure?" She grinned, sliding down the tree and glad she'd worn jeans today.

Peter hopped down onto the ground once she was safe. "In exchange for finding you, I save your life."

"That's a pretty good bargain for me," Dawn decided. "Your shoulder okay?"

Peter gave his arm an experimental twist. "Not sure if I'll be able to play the violin."

She eyed him. "Could you play the violin before?"

"That was a requirement?"

"For rescuing? No," she said, giggling, "but it might screw up any future career plans to be a concert violinist."

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