Kicking Ass, Teamwork Style [Wednesday, Period 3, Week 5]

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Kennedy looked as sleepy today as she had yesterday; apparently it was a busy week at her other job. Not that this was stopping her from pacing back and forth in front of the class today, a cup of coffee in one hand. The Danger Shop setup was pretty simple: just an open patch of grass scattered with trees and the occasional boulder, but most importantly several identical hourglass-shaped sand pits. Each pit was about 20 feet long and strewn haphazardly with rocks, toys, the occasional bright orange traffic cone-- various obstacles of different shapes and sizes, enough to guarantee that there was no straight-shot path from one end to the other.

"Simple one today, everybody," Kennedy told them. "Teams of four or five like last time. Your job is to get your entire team from this side of the sand to the other side, one at a time."

See? Simple.

"Couple of catches, though." Oh. Well, okay then. "Person crossing at the time is gonna be blindfolded--" Kennedy gestured to a nearby table laid out with enough blindfolds for everyone-- "and the rest of you have to guide 'em from one side to the other. Without actual hands-on guiding, got that?"

She paused for just long enough to let them process that (and to have several gulps of coffee), then went on. "Oh, yeah. Step on or bump into any of the things in the sand and you're frozen until a teammate bails you out. Which is to say, you're stuck there until one of your teammates finds the 'unfreeze ray' and tags you with it." In other words, the Nerf disc shooter that was hidden somewhere around each team's miniature obstacle course. But she'd let them try and figure that out. "Okay, enough from me. Get to it, yeah?"

On that note, she assigned people to groups and then took a step back to observe and maybe see if anyone came up with a particularly clever solution.

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Heroics, Fame, and You, Wednesday, Period 4

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When the class started today, Electroclash was slouching behind her desk as usual. What was less usual, though, was that there was someone else at the front of the room with her: a thirty-something man in a predominantly red and black costume, gloves and mask and all. He was smiling at the students as they came in. Electroclash was rolling her eyes.

"Okay," she drawled, once they'd settled down. "As you can see, we have a guest with us today. The topic of the day is heroing in America. And since I'm only familiar with the British way, the SPA thought you'd benefit ––" There was a dubious tone there, yes. "–– from someone with more local experience. So they made me contact the United Capes of America, which I'm expecting none of you to be familiar by now, who in turn refused to give me anyone actually American, so here we are. This is the Hotness. From England. Telling you about how to be a hero in the States, because he was in the UCA for about two seconds."

She rolled her eyes again and waved at their guest to begin.

( Yes, it really is me, the Hotness! )

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The Art of Disguise, Wednesday

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There was no teacher in class today. Instead, there was a movie set up to play. A movie that, had Holmes actually watched it, would have been burned to spare the world it's awfulness.

So.

Hopefully everyone enjoyed ridiculous costumes! At least the class could always take this as a less in what to never do when concocting a disguise.