Library, Sunday

[gavegoodface]

The books seemed mostly recovered from yesterday's sugar hangover. Mostly. Some of the etiquette books still looked decidedly green around the covers. Especially when Face waved the dish of leftover candy in their direction.

All the more for him then.

Public Service - On the Edge, Monday, Period 2

[raspberryturk]

Today, students might find themselves meeting on the Causeway with a note posted where the portal usually went, directing them back to the classroom.

There were quite a few curse-words in that note, some of them especially creative. Not that Reno expected anybody to know who Ifrit was, or why his balls were on fire.

"Monster attack," he said, succinctly, once it looked like everyone had arrived. "Surprised it hasn't happened sooner, we get that sort of thing a lot in Edge. But I ain't bringing you guys out there while there are live weapons and fireballs flyin' back and forth, even if I know some of you can handle it. The projects are probably safe, and the WRO is on it, so the civilians are, too. This week, you got options. You can sit and watch this documentary about what happened when that dragon tore the Square apart, if you're interested. You can work on your sparring outside - just keep in sight of the window so I can keep an eye on you. Or you can use these and put together some emergency first-aid packages I'll have Tifa deliver to the locals."

He gestured to a table filled with assorted first-aid supplies. Including a few vials of this and that, obviously more of the funky potions from his own world.

"Next week, we'll be back at it. If not, I'll personally go there an' clear out all the friggin' monsters myself, yo."

[Open!]