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fandomhigh2007-10-08 09:34 am
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Keeping Your Wits About You... [Monday 2nd Period 10-11] Class # 6 Danger Room!
Sometime over the hectic weekend the students had been handwavey instructed to come to the Danger Room on Monday. Set up in a sort of 'waiting room' there was a spread of classic English tea sandwiches laid out today along with the usual coffee, tea and water.
Wilson was looking a bit amused as he sat in an overstuffed chair and sipped on his coffee.
As soon as everyone had gathered into the Danger Room, Wilson stood up and walked towards an unassuming little door.
"Good morning."
"I hope everybody had a wonderful Homecoming, it seemed to be a lovely weekend and I know I had a good time saying hello to some old friends."
Crossing his arms and his ankles, he grinned at the class.
"Well, today we have a guest speaker, sort of. Actually he's going to be a guest Adversary for you all. Today's lesson is about how you handle a situation when you know you're going to lose the battle but you need to win the war. Only not with a real war or battle mind you, because that would be mean."
Reaching over for his coffee, he took a sip and then set it back down.
"One by one, you'll go through that door, sit down and engage the Adversary in a game of checkers. Now, were you to win the game of checkers, you would get a rather important bit of information without hassle. However, since that's not the object of the exercise, I'll tell you now that actually winning the game of checkers is about one million to one odds against you. So, how else can you come up with to get the information you will want from this man? Uh and let me say right here and now, I do not suggest or encourage or even condone a violent approach. This is about your wits, not the size of your fists."
Grinning at the class, Wilson reached for a clipboard.
"Okay, you'll go in as I read off your names. Oh! I almost forgot. The bit of information. The Adversary knows the essay question that makes up your Midterm. Yes, your Midterm will be one, very detailed essay question. If you get the question from him, you'll have a leg up on know what you need to study and being able to start early on the particular points you want to put in your essay to help get the best grade possible with the least amount of stress to you. So, good luck."
With that, he began to read off the list of names.
[ooc:Please wait for The OCDs are up and ready to go! Just to clarify, no violence guys just crafty witty type witting. Have fun! :D]
Wilson was looking a bit amused as he sat in an overstuffed chair and sipped on his coffee.
As soon as everyone had gathered into the Danger Room, Wilson stood up and walked towards an unassuming little door.
"Good morning."
"I hope everybody had a wonderful Homecoming, it seemed to be a lovely weekend and I know I had a good time saying hello to some old friends."
Crossing his arms and his ankles, he grinned at the class.
"Well, today we have a guest speaker, sort of. Actually he's going to be a guest Adversary for you all. Today's lesson is about how you handle a situation when you know you're going to lose the battle but you need to win the war. Only not with a real war or battle mind you, because that would be mean."
Reaching over for his coffee, he took a sip and then set it back down.
"One by one, you'll go through that door, sit down and engage the Adversary in a game of checkers. Now, were you to win the game of checkers, you would get a rather important bit of information without hassle. However, since that's not the object of the exercise, I'll tell you now that actually winning the game of checkers is about one million to one odds against you. So, how else can you come up with to get the information you will want from this man? Uh and let me say right here and now, I do not suggest or encourage or even condone a violent approach. This is about your wits, not the size of your fists."
Grinning at the class, Wilson reached for a clipboard.
"Okay, you'll go in as I read off your names. Oh! I almost forgot. The bit of information. The Adversary knows the essay question that makes up your Midterm. Yes, your Midterm will be one, very detailed essay question. If you get the question from him, you'll have a leg up on know what you need to study and being able to start early on the particular points you want to put in your essay to help get the best grade possible with the least amount of stress to you. So, good luck."
With that, he began to read off the list of names.
[ooc:
Re: Talk to Wilson
"Excuse me, Dr. Wilson. I have a question." She glanced at the door she'd just come through. "Who is that?"
Re: Talk to Wilson
"Is it important to know?"
Re: Talk to Wilson
Re: Talk to Wilson
"He owns the Devil's Nest. You can catch him there on Monday evenings, most week. Why don't you go down one night and ask him directly?"
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Re: Talk to Wilson
"I'll let him know, I think he'll appreciate that."
Re: Talk to Wilson
Then she headed off and let him return to his paper.