fandomhigh | Tactics 201, Thursday Period Two, 21/02

There was no sign of Kerrigan in the Danger Shop, which was set up as a movie theatre. When everyone had filed in and was seated, a short video began to play.

When it was finished, the Danger Shop faded back to a neutral shade of white with a suffusion of yellow, revealing Kerrigan where the screen had first stood. "Today, we're going to talk about reinforcements. Whether in-house or from afar, they can be the one thing that saves your ass. From the vid you just watched, you can take two lessons home-- one, don't be an idiot and get choked up on your pride. Before you know it, you're going to be up to your intestines in the bad stuff."

She paced a few steps towards the front row, and smirked with a certain definite air of cockiness. "Number two? Don't piss off a Ghost."

A press of something in her hand, and the environment changed again, taking the shape of a cockpit. "Reinforcements. If your battle is going to take a while, you'll need them. If you're looking for a good surprise up your enemy's posterior, you'll need them. Don't rely on the idea that they're there-- disrupting the opponent's supply lines is a popular and important strategy to bleed them dry. But if you've got 'em, use 'em."

She launched into somewhat of a technical rant about supply lines and deployment, then fell silent. Just for a few seconds. "I know all of that. Now you know all of that. Let's see if you guys are smart enough to let Captain Moron know." Another pause. "Oh, and Sokka, if he's here-- see me after class."

She faded from view, leaving only the cockpit with a communications device that was crackling.

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"Yeah," Bridge says. "I'm not sure whether the fact that I *thought* I had a choice at the time is any consolation at all."

"You thought?" Now her interest was there. Kerrigan wondered if it had anything to do with particular mentions in Carson's report.

"Well, I didn't know about the whole story behind..." vague hand gesture that's supposed to indicate his powers.

She quirked an eyebrow. "You're a brand of telepath, aren't you?"

Bridge nods, fiddling with the strap on one of his gloves.

She nodded in return. "Where I come from, they drag telepaths into the military kicking and screaming when they're younger than you were," Kerrigan continued, something both far away and sympathising in her voice. "I was kind of holding out for that not happening other places."

She didn't add the part where it was fundamentally stupid of her to think so. Student, and all that.

"It doesn't happen a lot back home," mostly because there were only the five of them with powers of any sort (six, if one counted Ghost), and himself the only telepath. "But I wish it didn't happen at all. Anywhere."

"Yeah," she said, shooting him what she hoped was an encouraging smile, but probably hit wry somewhere along the way. "That would be nice, wouldn't it?"

"So would not being invaded by aliens all the time," Bridge can do wry, sometimes. When he tries. "Anyway, I should... the library. I should be there. But thanks for... everything. Talking. About things."

He got a real smile, this time. "Take care of yourself, Carson."

"You too, sir!" Bridge says, giving her a quick thumbs up before running out to the library.

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