fandomhigh | Phys Ed: Week 1, Period 1 (Fri. 1/9)

When students arrived, they would find the Danger Shop was set up like a traditional gymnasium, complete with changing rooms and really high ceilings.

Most of the gym floor was covered in thick, blue mats, with the enormous, body-sinking-type mats stacked underneath three ropes that dangled from the ceiling. Next to these ropes stood a giant of a man who also happened to be the gym teacher.

"I'm Ronon Dex and this is Physical Education or P.E.," Ronon smiled as he looked around at his students, noting familiar faces and cataloging new ones. "Okay, first class gets the intro thing, but only after you introduce yourself to the rope." He gestured the thumb of one fist toward the three ropes in question, which students would note differed only in how many knots were tied in them and how high up on the rope lay a wide red line. "Climb to the red line and slide back down." Ronon grabbed hold of the rope with his large hands and swung himself quickly up to the top moving hand over hand until he touched the red line. Sliding most of the way down quickly, Ronon leaped back to the ground and wiped his hands on his leather pants.

"Should be easy enough, but first you need a uniform. Last semester, some students stole and burned the uniforms at the end. All that means for you is you don't have to wear anybody else's old stuff. Lucky. Now, go suit up and meet me back here in five." Ronon crossed his arms, expecting them to move, and fast.

[Please see note in OOC thread and class info here]

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Priestly blinked. "Dude, seriously?"

"You doubt my word?" Worf asked looking grim.

Priestly shook his head. "But if there's three of 'em in there, don't they all have to be kinda small to fit?"

"Do I look small to you?" Worf growled.

"I'm not saying you're small," Priestly said, lifting his hands, then nodded towards the gym teacher. "But you're no bigger than a lot of the guys around here."

"I assure you. My lungs fit well inside of me," he said gruffly.

"I'm not saying that, either. I'm just saying, three lungs fitting into the space usually filled by two doesn't necessarily mean more lung capacity."

"Well it does!" Worf grunted. "Must you prattle on endlessly?"

"Probably," Priestly admitted cheerfully. "What've you got against smiling?"

"I simply don't wish to," Worf replied sharply. "Why must you ask so many questions?"

"What, now you got something against me wanting to learn?"

"About me? Yes."

"But this is a learning institution. It's our responsibility, as you said, to learn as much as we can."

"Then read a book."

"We're in gym class."

"Will you always be in gym class?" Worf retorted.

Priestly looked down at his gym uniform, then back up. "Good lord I hope not."

"There is nothing wrong with this uniform," Worf maintained.

"Dude, it's a uniform." For Priestly, that automatically meant something was wrong with it.

"Exactly," Worf agreed as a uniform is a perfectly acceptable mode of clothing.

Priestly shook his head. "You don't have a rebellious cell in your entire body, do you."

That was very sad.

"I believe in order," Worf replied. "There is nothing wrong with that."

"Yeah, but who's order? 'Cause that's important."

"His," Worf nodded to the teacher. "At the moment."

"And who says he's in charge?"

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