Public Service - On the Edge, Monday, Period 2

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"Okay Rookies," Reno said, hands in his pockets as he stood on the Causeway, where he'd handwavily told his students to meet. "I hope you all brought your armor with you, because today's that 'moment of truth' day, yo. We're gonna be headin' to Edge today, to check out the situation, pick a good place in the town itself for these water filtration units we're gonna be settin' up, that sort of thing. You'll all be happy to know that the radiation levels are nice an' low today, and there haven't been any monsters spotted in the area. But if I find out any of you took your armor off anyway, I'll kick your asses straight back to detention and you'll be writin' essays for me for the rest of the year that I probably ain't gonna read anyway."

This was Reno's way of telling his students that he cared.

"This is a class of ten, so I'd prefer if we decide to split up that you guys break it up half-and-half, but I don't wanna see you in groups of less than three if it really comes down to it, yo. Maybe I'll re-think that as the semester goes on and you guys prove you can handle yourselves out here, but for the time being, anyone who strays out of sight alone is joining the jackasses who took off their armor in detention."

Again, he was saying he loved you, guys.

"Now, c'mon, let's get going, or I'm going to just kill the whole class period lecturin' you on this side of the portal, yo."

And with that, he led his students through.

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How to be a Hired Gun/Merc - Monday - Period Three

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Today Jayne sent a wave to have all his students show up at the junk yard for their lesson today.

When the students arrived at the junk yard they would find a large metallic crates lined up by the entrance. For each student their was a crate with their names written on them.

Misspelled of course.

"In the course of working you're going to have cargo," Jayne said as he took a sip from his flask. "Cargo you're not going to want people to find. Could be the military. Could be the local law enforcement. Your job is always to protect the cargo until your buyer can come and pick it up. Sometimes the best way to protect your cargo is to hide it."

He gestured to the junk yard behind him.

"You have 30 minutes to hide your crate in the junk yard. Go."