Hunting 101, Thursday

[likethegun]

When the students arrived to class today, they would find a variety of materials laid out on a table at the front of the classroom - bottles of table salt, jars of water, boxes of matches, coils of rope, and metal stakes, among other household-looking items.

"Hey guys. Before we get into too much detail about the types of creatures that might need to be hunted, I figured we'd take a look at some tools, and put together a kit for you to use in class, and outside if it ends up being necessary," he said. "A lot of this probably looks like it should be in camping gear, or at least a kitchen, and you're not wrong. If you're going to defend yourself or others, you don't always need a lot of fancy equipment, and a lot of household materials can have multiple purposes. Salt will keep a lot of things from entering a room if you line it at the door. These jars are holy water, liberated from the church - uh, please don't tell anyone who might work there. Moving on, matches can do all kinds of things. There are a lot of creatures who are susceptible to fire... but that includes us, so you have to be careful when you're lighting something up." Sam went through and explained some of the uses of the rest of the tools, and then motioned to a pile of canvas bags.

"I want you to make yourself a kit using anything on the table," he said. "You can pick some of everything if you want, or leave certain things out, but if you leave something out, I'm probably going to ask why. Just a heads up."

Library, Thursday (9/10)

[wildandbrave]

Cosette liked to think she got along with the books in the library -- and at this point she could entertain such a thought without stopping to wonder if such a statement was absurd -- but it still caught her by surprise when she came in to find a couple of shelves' worth of books on first aid and safety clustered around by the door, as if they were waiting for her.

She had a suspicion that they were worried about her class today, but since it was (in her opinion) an entirely silly concern, she wasn't going to indulge it.

"Back to your proper places now," she told them sternly, because they started rustling loudly in protest as soon as she started piling them onto a cart. "Yes, I know perfectly well where to find you if I need you, don't you think I'd know that by now? But what if someone else has need of you?"

That seemed to mollify them, at least. Cosette couldn't help giving them an affectionate pat once she'd replaced them on the shelves; it was nice of them to be concerned, even if it was a bit smothering.

[OOC: Open in an OCD-free kind of way.]

How To Get By In A Hostile World, Thursday

[suitably_heroic]

"Last year, when I ran this class, I stretched out introductions over two classes," Atton said. "At the time, it was a practical decision--" because he was pissed over getting water randomly dumped on his head, "--but I don't see a reason not to continue the tradition. See, there's a difference between what we say, and what we can actually do. One that most of you are probably familiar with, unless one of you has reality warping powers I don't know about."

He gave the class a quick once-over, because actually, that was entirely possible.

"...Okay," he said. "Anyway, we have a flight sim, and we have an on the ground kind of deal. Pick whichever you're more comfortable with, and go."