Try Not To Die! [Tuesday, June 25, 3rd Period]

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Just like they had for the past several weeks, class met up in the usual spot outside the Portalocity office, only today there was a distinct lack of Skywalker presence.

"Ben and Grandfather are a little bit . . . incapacitated right now," said Anakin (Solo), looking bemused, "but you're not getting out of it that easily. Actually, you're heading to --" He consulted his datapad. "Hanoi, Vietnam today. And while there isn't anything specifically planned to get you soaked in something, or covered in mud, there's no guarantees it won't happen. Sorry."

That was probably not more reassuring than usual.

First-Aid and Basic Medicine | Tuesday | Period Two

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Today the Danger Shop was set to resemble a rural, third-world village, complete with creaky but stable houses, more than a few people around (in actuality, probably many more people than would really be present in a small town like this), and a steady current of light rain with puddles rapidly forming in the dirt. Hope you were ready to get a little muddy, students!

In addition, each student was armed with a very limited first-aid kit, some of which had faulty hinges, just because.

"This is your final," Bruce said, swinging his arms. "It's wet and you'll be distracted, but as soon as I'm done talking, each one of you is going to be accosted by someone in this village who needs your help. And when you're done there, you'll be accosted again until time runs out. Use your supplies, don't offend anyone, and remember you're here to help."

Bruce had really enjoyed programming this, and the little details like the ambient dialogue of passersby (which was rarely in (broken) English, and far more frequently in rapid Bengali) and the growing size of the puddles on the ground were enough to make any good game designer weep.

"Ready? Go."

Combat Tech, Tuesday Morning (1st Period)

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The Danger Shop contained a table full of parts and some workbenches. Behind that stood a wall with a single door in it.

In front of everything was Kaidan, his arms crossed.

"This is your final," he said. "You've got twenty-five minutes to grab some parts and put something together. A weapon, a shield, whatever you think will be useful. Then you've got to run the gauntlet. Good luck."

He stepped out of the way.