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Alternative Tactics, Wednesday Period One, 12/12

"No lecture today, kids."

Indeed, upon arrival in the Danger Shop, all the students would be able to see was jungle. And Kerrigan, holding a heavy rifle at rest.

"Consider this your final practice run before the finals. Knock yourselves out."

And with that, she was gone.

[ ~~wait for the~~ ocd up ]

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Grab a partner or venture out alone-- see what surprises you run into.

Adam decided partnering up might be the best shot, so he glanced seeing if anyone would want to venture out with him. If not, he'd venture out on his own.

The path ahead of Adam seemed quiet. And, all things considered, a lot like a small pathway in the middle of a mostly impenetrable jungle. If he took care to listen, though, there was something metal scraping in the distance.

Yes, it did seem quiet. Adam turned, hearing the scraping and tried to find what the source of the noise was.

He also decided that finding some cover might work, too. Until he could get a good look at what it was causing the noise.

The clanking of metal was quickly joined by voices; three marines bearing large rifles came into view, stomping down the path.

Adam frowned slightly, not sure if they were friend or foe. He crouched down lower, not about to give up his position. He was still able to see the marines, keeping as still and quiet as he could.

"Sarge, are you hearin' somethin'?" the marine at the front asked, heaving his gun up.

"Just some birds, Pete," 'Sarge' replied, irritably. "Can't let them rebels get you jumpy."

The third marine was quiet, searching the surrounding foliage with his eyes. He thought he'd noticed something...

That would be Adam not moving, at all.

He'd noticed the third one searching. He was more than happy to not be spotted, thanks.

Using his rifle to brush away some leaves and vines, the third marine moved carefully in Adam's general direction.

Well, crap.

That wasn't good. Adam looked around him, trying to find a better spot to move to, without making noise to attract the marines.

And, as luck would have it--

Something started screeching behind Adam.

Sokka checked all the readouts on his armor and gun, making sure everything was golden, and then looked around for a partner. "Jacked up and good to go," he announced. "Who's with me?"

"Reportin' for duty," Rikku grinned. "Let's kick some butt."

Barely had the words been spoken, or something began screeching in the undergrowth.

This was probably not good.

Well, hopefully it's not good, because otherwise Sokka's reaction would be VERY not good: He aimed his gun toward the noise and laid on the trigger, whooping loudly.

Rikku really, really hoped that screeching wasn't their instructor, stuck in some kind of weird machina. Because she was trying to get closer to the noise, cutting a wide path around in the hopes of missing Sokka's spray of bullets.

One poor, unfortunate Zergling gurgled a single last screeching noise as it shot backwards, bleeding, under the force of bullets. Another joined it, and a third.

The fourth, on the other hand, was going around and diving straight at Rikku, talons first.

Rikku jumped back, pulling her left arm up in front of her to block. Her right extended her own gun, took a half-second to aim, and squeezed the trigger.

With a scream, the creature crashed down to the ground in a shower of... well. The kind of things you'd find inside a creature.

The jungle fell eerily silent again.

"ROCK!"

Sokka held up a hand for a high-five.

"MAN, I needed to kill things today."

Rikku high-fived him, making a face. "Ewwwww, that's gross. How come you needed to kill stuff? Bad day?"

"Zuko kidnapped Katara the other day," Sokka growled. "Again. She's okay, but he got away before I could beat his face in."

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