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As they entered the Danger Shop, students were provided with some fancy paintball guns (that looked shockingly like USAF submachine guns and sidearm handguns) and even fancier protective vests.

The Danger Shop had been converted to show the landscape of an alien planet that looked surprisingly like a forest in Vancouver with lots of trees and ground dense with vegetation. Ronon stood in a long brown leather coat with a sword strapped to his back in and area that looked like a large camp with little brown huts and fire pits. The camp was also dotted with angry, armed, brown homespun-clad men lurking on pause.

Once students seemed to be finished gearing up, Ronon pointed his thumb at the waiting natives. "These men want to kill you. The darts they're shooting act like your planet's paint balls. Once you're hit, you're out because they took you prisoner and fed you to some monsters. Your goal is to escape from this camp and make it two miles through the forest to the Ring of the Ancestors ~~aka Stargate~~ where you've gotta input a combination code and walk through the ring." If his eyes lingered on Teyla during this, it was so he wouldn't stare at Rodney. "The code's the seven symbols on the paper in your vest pocket." So helpfully planted ahead of time. "When the ring activates, you walk through and the game's over."

Ronon moved to turn on the simulation, turning back to add, "I recommend you work together. It's easier to dial home when someone's got your six." That someone was usually him. Ronon pressed some buttons and the natives started yelling, running, and firing darts at the class.

It was just like back home.

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"You got it," Peter said. He went to put his hand on the shoulder of the arm that Sokka wasn't using as the primary one to hold the gun, then concentrated. After a moment he and Sokka winked out of sight, though to the two of them things looked normal.

"Okay," Peter told him, to let him know it worked.

Sokka turned and raised an eyebrow at him. "Okay what? Aren't you going to do the whole invisible thing?"

"I did," Peter said. He gave Sokka a sheepish look. "It won't look like that to us, but it's on. Promise."

"...If you're sure..." Sokka replied dubiously. "Okay, then. Let's move out."

"Positive," Peter told him. "I'm thinking really hard about how I'd like for us not to be noticed."

There went the eyebrow again. "You know, if I didn't already know you've got superpowers, that would sound kinda lame."

But there were badguys coming closer that didn't see them, so it seemed to be working. Sokka kept his weapon trained on them, just in case. "It's not as fun this way," he whispered.

"I could let go?" Peter replied, smirking at him.

"You do and I'll shoot you," Sokka shot back with a smirk of his own.

"I'm pretty sure that'd attract attention," Peter pointed out.

"I'm pretty sure your face attracts attention!" Sokka countered with a grin.

"You know my hand is feeling awfully slippery," Peter told him.

"So's my trigger finger," Sokka replied. "Shhhhh! Someone's coming!"

Peter got quiet and kept an eye out for whoever it might be.

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