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Class 7: A Field Trip
Jareth walks into the classroom looking like he means business. He's dressed in black leather with spiky bits, matching gloves, and a shiny black walking stick.
"Attention!
"All students who have turned in their permission slips, line up here." He strikes the ground in front of him, then turns and opens the classroom door.

"Well? What is everyone waiting for?"
He leads the way through muttering something that ends with, "...should never have gotten that far."
He stops abruptly once everyone is through, and raises an eyebrow at the door, which closes and is not there any more, if anyone cares to look behind them.
"All right. The labyrinth is not a fuzzy place full of happy, playful things. Everything is a trap. Do not cuddle the fairies, do not pet the goblins, do not touch the walls and do not stray from the group. Does everyone understand?"
He waits, watching the students. When there have been sufficient signs of understanding, he continues, "Now, everybody pick a partner. Hold hands. If, by some misfortunate circumstance, you become lost or separated from the group, call my name. I will be along eventually to fish you out of whatever oubliette you've fallen into.
"This way." He turns and starts walking, setting a very brisk pace through passage ways guarded by high brick walls. Everything sparkles. Eventually, topiary starts to show up, and a little while after that, the topiary seems to become one with the walls.
"We are approaching the hedgemaze. Keep your mouths shut in case the door guards are awake. We'll never get them to shut up again once we wake them."
He walks several more feet, stops so fast the class almost runs into him (whichever unlucky student is up front) and spins around. "I have to go...attend to something," he says. "Stay here and try not to move." Then he walks around a corner, out of sight. If any one peeks around it, they will see a dead end in the hedges, and no Jareth.
[ooc: okay, do what you will! And if any people are on at 9 pm pacific, we can roleplay some of this in real time--that's four hours from now when I will next have internet access.
ETA: There's going to be dance number. Oh, yes.
ETA2:The field trip part 2will be posted later tonight for the players that haven't gotten lost...yet :D If you have, carry on, until (or even IF) you call Jareth to come get you. Neither of these have a time limit, considering how bad I've been about posting in a timely manner. It's all borrowed playing time, anyway, so assume you'll be back slightly worse for the wear, at the exact time you left.]
"Attention!
"All students who have turned in their permission slips, line up here." He strikes the ground in front of him, then turns and opens the classroom door.

"Well? What is everyone waiting for?"
He leads the way through muttering something that ends with, "...should never have gotten that far."
He stops abruptly once everyone is through, and raises an eyebrow at the door, which closes and is not there any more, if anyone cares to look behind them.
"All right. The labyrinth is not a fuzzy place full of happy, playful things. Everything is a trap. Do not cuddle the fairies, do not pet the goblins, do not touch the walls and do not stray from the group. Does everyone understand?"
He waits, watching the students. When there have been sufficient signs of understanding, he continues, "Now, everybody pick a partner. Hold hands. If, by some misfortunate circumstance, you become lost or separated from the group, call my name. I will be along eventually to fish you out of whatever oubliette you've fallen into.
"This way." He turns and starts walking, setting a very brisk pace through passage ways guarded by high brick walls. Everything sparkles. Eventually, topiary starts to show up, and a little while after that, the topiary seems to become one with the walls.
"We are approaching the hedgemaze. Keep your mouths shut in case the door guards are awake. We'll never get them to shut up again once we wake them."
He walks several more feet, stops so fast the class almost runs into him (whichever unlucky student is up front) and spins around. "I have to go...attend to something," he says. "Stay here and try not to move." Then he walks around a corner, out of sight. If any one peeks around it, they will see a dead end in the hedges, and no Jareth.
[ooc: okay, do what you will! And if any people are on at 9 pm pacific, we can roleplay some of this in real time--that's four hours from now when I will next have internet access.
ETA: There's going to be dance number. Oh, yes.
ETA2:The field trip part 2

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Uh, hey handsome, wanna be partners?
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*offers his left hand*
You still got a raincheck out from zombie night, too, gorgeous. Any time you want to cash it in, I'm game.
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I got a guardian that can eat Jareth for breakfast and still want seconds.
Watch it!
*ducks a scythe-blade and pulls her down too*
Oh yeah, FUN field trip. Let's work on not being the centerpieces to the one to the Body Farm tomorrow.
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::barely misses being hit by the blade:: Frell! Where the frell did that come from?!
I know he said to..to stay here and all? But I'm all for the option of Not Dieing. How 'bout you?
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flamin' weapons ban
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*moves up a little closer to Xander who is holding something he can't see*
What'd Jareth call 'em--oubliettes? Think they found one?
*sees what Harry and Kiki are doing*
Maybe we should follow their directions. That was a great idea.
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And are probably frelling/killing each other as we speak::looks at Harry and Kiki:: Sounds like a plan to me. Give me a hand up?
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Follow them on foot, and let them reconnoiter.
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*grumbles*
stupid ribs. Stupid Jayne.
*keeps hold of Chiana's hand as they go*
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But if they turn around, they see another dead end.
And then turning again, they see a door.
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*reaches for the door handle and opens it*
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"Not likethat," says an inchworm, sitting on the lintel of the doorway.
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*looks at Chiana*
You wanna ask the door or shall I?
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Looks sentient enough.
It's a big galaxy, gorgeous, and I'm almost never surprised when things talk back.
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::to the door:: Um, excuse me? I think we're supposed to get through this, uh, maze thing? I don't suppose you could...could help us? We'd like to go through here, if that's alright?
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