Interdisciplinary Studies or Whatever, Class 5, Friday, Period 3

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Class today was back in the Danger Room again, which today was set up to look like a rather large, empty warehouse. Squall was sitting in a comfy-looking office chair by the wall near the door, with his feet propped up on a desk, reading a trashy romance novel and scowling.



The only other notable thing nearby was the table full of all different kinds of swords, from two weeks ago.

"Hey," Squall grunted from behind the book, his voice echoing in the empty room. "Today you're learning about self-defense." He shrugged, and lifted his eyes from the pages to look at them, briefly. "Grab a sword," he instructed. "And don't die, because that would suck."

And with that, he went back to his book.



A few minutes later, he set the book down for a brief moment and closed his eyes.


A giant ice crystal shot out of the ground, and within its depths appeared a beautiful, nearly naked woman with pale blue skin and far too much hair. The crystal shattered, and she rose a few feet in the air and shot a swirling cloud of ice shards -- so fine they looked like dust made from diamonds -- at the students, covering anyone slow enough to not get out of the way with what quickly became a thick layer of ice.

Ladies and gentlemen, meet Shiva.


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Re: FIGHT!

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Ronan's concentration was broken slightly by the exploding ice, and so the forcefield was wavering a bit when the kick came towards him; while it would be weakened slightly in force, the kick did still connect, sending Ronan to the ground. He did still manage to keep his grip on his claymore, however, and as he got up he spoke three words in the Speech that sent fire dancing down its length as he slashed at Shiva.

Re: FIGHT!

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She screamed as she dodged the flames. Shiva backed off to a safe distance and fired off another freezing cloud to try to coat the sword (and Ronan) in ice.

Re: FIGHT!

[not_in_the_book]

Thrusting the sword into the ground, accompanied by a few shouted words, sent a wall of flame up in front of the incoming cloud; Ronan hoped it would be enough to block the attack while he prepared his next move.

He held up his right hand, outstretched, speaking in the Speech all the while, and a spear-shaped flame formed above it. Throwing his hand forward, the spear flew towards Shiva.

Re: FIGHT!

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Shiva dodged the spear of flame and circled warily, trying to get around the wall of flame.

Re: FIGHT!

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan grabbed the sword from the ground and spun it overhead; the wall of fire moved towards Shiva, encircling her.

Re: FIGHT!

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Shiva vaulted over the flames, turning a few somersaults in the air before landing in front of Ronan. She bowed to him formally, signalling that she considered the match over, and at the same time sending a wall of ice up behind her to protect herself from the fire. When she straightened up, she smiled and winked at him.