fandomhigh | Care for Magical Creatures; Friday, Period 2 [ 01/09 ].

When the students arrived for their class today, they'd find themselves in just a regular old classroom. But not for long.

"Good morning, younglings!" Minsc, the very large fellow with the scars and the armour and the tattoos and...the hamster...greeted the students boisterously, pounding a fist down on the large desk in front of the blackboard. "Welcome to Care for Magical Creatures! I am your teacher, Minsc, and this is my companion, Boo! In a moment, we shall get started, but at the moment, there is something very important we must do first! These desks! They are evil! They are restrictive! Up! Up out of the desk and quickly, children, we must destroy them entirely and make some proper space in this room!"

"Up, up!" Minsc waved his arms to encourage his students to his feet and, with a great, guttural sort of battlecry, he lifted his foot and kicked it straight into one of the desks. It went flying from the impressive blow, toward the front of the room, smashing into a thousand pieces against the blackboard and settling in a small pile of broken legs and pieces.

"Well? What are you waiting for? Vanquish these desks!"

[[ ~~please wait for~~ the OCD is ready for battle! ]]

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Minsc listened to the description, scratching it out on the board, and then let Reno and Merlin discuss it out a little before offering, in general for them all to consider, "But do you think, just because you're turning into one, Tycoon or Chocobo or anything, really, you'd still retain all the same properties?"

Huh. That was a good point.

"Hard to say really, ain't it? We got reports back where I'm from about a guy actually merging with a bunch'a monsters once, and other reports about monsters that were part clone of the same guy, too. And, I mean, they were still Gryphons or Arimahn or Sahagins, but they were that guy, too. Last time I turned into a Chocobo here, I was kinda different from normal ones- they're usually yellow, I was red. So, I mean, I was still me, but I was a Chocobo, too, yo."

A wee ball of wiggly baby Chocobo Reno puff.

"I figure I'd probably have the wings and claws and beak still, yeah? Maybe not so much the resistance to poison. Probably not somethin' I'd want to test out, I guess."

Sir Reno really took all the points right out of Minsc's mouth, so he smiled and nodded in approval. "Exactly. Best something to not take the risk on, unless you've got a friend particularly well versed in antidotes."

"Eh, where I come from, you can buy antidotes for like, 80 gil, no problem." Reno shrugged. Cheap, really. "I'd be more worried about how many of my friends would be willin' to try an' shove one of those things down the throat of a carnivorous monster, really."

This Reno fellow had a good head on his shoulders, Minsc had to give him that. He grinned a little again, nodding. "Such a deed would truly be a sign of good friendship! But, on the other hand, there's always that question of how much is the monster and how much is still you." A topic Minsc knew much more about than he'd ever let on, really. "That's something we'll hope to get a better grip on throughout the semester."

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