ext_301119 ([identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2007-09-26 03:14 pm
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Career Choices - period 4 - week 4 - wednesday

Emma was in diamond shape today, and she was holding a pickaxe. "Today you are going to explore the exciting world of mining. More precisely, gold mining." She nodded towards the pile of equipment in the corner. "Make sure to wear hard hats and grab what you think you'll need." She paused. "No matter what happens the Danger Room will not let you get truly harmed."



ooc: wait for ocd! OCD is up!

Re: Scene 2: Cass

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-26 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
While words weren't really Cassandra's thing, movement and its rhythms were something she understood. She changed her pace slightly, matching with the sounds from the other side as a sort of acknowledgment of message received.

Re: Scene 2: Cass

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2007-09-26 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
As she got the same message back, River assumed the message had been acknowledged but not understood. Nevertheless, she dug Explosives? back, hoping to get permission.

Re: Scene 2: Cass

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-26 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
It took Cassandra more time to unravel that one, and still more time to make a decision. On the one hand, she had no idea who was out there offering explosives. On the other hand... based on how faint the digging sounds are, she didn't have enough air for something else.

She dug just enough to send back permission before backing up and tucking herself into a corner. No point in getting blown up during a rescue attempt, after all.

Re: Scene 2: Cass

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2007-09-26 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
River had taken Aly's class after all, so she was quite familiar with explosives by now. She estimated the thickness of the layer of pebbles from the sound of the digging and lit the fuse.

BOOM!

Re: Scene 2: Cass

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-27 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Explosions in tight spaces were never precisely pleasant, but this one could have been a lot worse. For one thing, it could have not worked. As it stood, the wall of rock blocking Cassandra in was blown back, and as the bottom slid away the top came down opening a space to crawl through.

Cassandra stuck her face near the hole and called through to ensure it was clear, "Did it work?"