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Firearms and You #1 (Thursday, period 2)

The Danger Shop was set up like an outdoor target range. Off to the side was a table set up with the sign-in sheet, several handouts, and an urn of coffee.

"Good morning," John greeted the class. "Welcome to Firearms and You. What you should come away from this workshop with is the knowledge of how to take care of and fire various types of guns and the confidence to know when, and more importantly when not to use them.

"You've picked up two handouts; the first one is a general overview of firearms, the history and different types, a number of which you'll have a chance to try out in this class. The second is about gun safety. I expect you all to read it and follow the rules it lists. Not doing so will have consequences ranging from detention to being asked to leave the range for the rest of that class -- or longer for repeated violations." John paused and looked around, trying to figure out which would be the ones most tempted to break the rules. "We're not dealing with toys here and I expect you all to treat the guns as the weapons they are.

"Now for this first session, I'd like to get to know you and what experience you already have. So we're going to go around and have each person give their name and, if you feel capable, step up to the range and demonstrate what you can do. The computer will provide whatever weapon you ask for." He paused. "'I don't have experience' is a perfectly acceptable response."

John looked around and smiled. "So who is going first?"

[ooc: ~~wait for~~ OCD's up. Have at it.]

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take notes, ask a question, talk amongst yourselves and hope you don't get caught.

Prue was looking over her handouts and underlined important parts of them.

He was a little sober-looking today, but he knew better than to not pay attention when firearms were being dealt with, virtual or not -- so Anders was paying close attention to both the lecture and the gun safety handout.

Savannah looked at her big Sib with concern.

"I'm okay," Anders said, giving her a tired smile.

"You suck at lying."

"Yes, little sis, and you love me for it," he replied calmly.

"Yes, because I have been lied to enough in my life, however, that doesn't change the fact that you're not right and thus, a worried Savannah."

"I'll be fine, I promise," he told her. "Just heard something that was kind of unexpected and it's got me down, but . . . it'll get better. That's the theory anyway."

"What happened?"

Anders took a breath, thinking of how to explain without actually saying the words, because that just felt a little awkward. "You were at cheerleading practice, right?"

Savannah nodded. "Yeah. I was there... and then I saw Phoebe and Lana hightail it out of there as if they were on fire."

Setsuna, as usual, is paying very close attention to the lecture as well as the handouts.

This was the first time Dean had got to see his Dad in official teacher mode. It was remarkably similar to his 'train his sons to hunt' mode, so Dean was feeling right at home.

Just with a few more people getting taught alongside him than he was used to.

Charlie was concentrating extra-hard, looking over the hand-outs, and underlining things, and listening to Mr. Winchester.

Anders glanced over, waited for a moment when he thought he could catch her attention, and gave Charlie a smile and a wave.

Charlie brightened and waved back, and after introductions, when they were waiting their turns for a try at the target, said, "Hi! How are you doing? Yay, you're in a class with me!"

"Not bad, all things considered," Anders told her, and taking into account certain news he'd learned last night, it was the truth. "And yeah, sometimes I have that amazing habit of being in classes with people," he added in a game, if not entirely successful, attempt at a joke.

"How've you been?"

"Good. I've been good. Practicing the fire stuff. And I had fun in Stupid People on Tuesday, plus, I made spaghetti for people on Monday. You missed it." She cocked her head, then asked, "You okay, Anders?"

"I missed food?" Anders frowned slightly. "Damn. What common room do you take over to cook in?"

He rubbed at the back of his neck. "I'm . . . just a little distracted, I guess." It was a total hedge, yes, but being any less vague kind of felt too awkward.

"The Fourth Floor. Too bad you missed it, the Nomadic Celtic Chef helped out, and so did Isabel. It was delicious," Charlie teased, hoping to lighten his mood. "Next time, I'll send out invitations, or put up posters like everyone else does for everything around here."

It did help, and he did appreciate it. "Or you could give me a call," Anders said with a slight smile. "I'm usually only a floor up. Isabel helped, huh? That can only be a good sign as far as . . . Nomadic who now?"

Charlie giggled, glad to have distracted him. "Ronan. He's cooked twice already, but I didn't know what floor he was on, and Turtle and I came up with this whole scenario where he wanders the Earth, making food for people. And yeah, Isabel, and A.J. made the salad, and even Bart stopped rushing around long enough to fix the bread. It was really good."

"Ah. Ronan's a good guy," Anders said, his smile broader and more genuine this time. "Just don't let him make the cupcakes; I don't know what he does, but they explode. Next time you do something like that, I'll be happy to contribute non-exploded cupcakes, or drinks, or something."

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