Wednesday, July 27th, 2016

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Eliot rubbed the bridge of his nose when it came time for class to start. "So, we're going to be covering methods of navigation in the wilderness here in a minute, but first, it's come to my attention that I may have -- missed -- something important you all need to know about the woods." He'd done that thing where he'd assumed it was common knowledge and forgotten that his students came from all over time and space and also possibly didn't have a drop of sense in their entire skulls. "So y'all know that there are plants that can give you issues if you eat them. There's also them that'll give you issues just to touch 'em. Here's a list with some pictures for you. You don't want a horrible rash, you want to steer clear of any of these."

That taken care of, Eliot led the students on their usual hike into the woods.

Let's learn how to get around )
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Like a fortnight ago, the Danger Shop had the class at the top of a slope. Unlike that class, the slope in question was much higher and steeper, being a mountain instead of a hill, and there was a paved road circling down it.

"Perhaps I should have saved the cheese rolling for this week," Bond said dryly after greeting the class. "In any case, today's class also involves going downwards at high speed, just in a different manner."

Because today you got to try out street luge.
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Class was being held in the Danger Shop, which had been set to simulate a mall. Specoifically, a mall filled entirely with clothing stores in varying price ranges and styles.

Including one store that, inexplicably, sold nothing but green clogs. Jackson hadn't even noticed that one yet. Even if he had, though, he wouldn't have cared. He was recycling this sim from the last iteration of this workshop, anyway. He took no responsibility for anything.

He was standing in front of a Hugo Boss store, because of course. "Today, you're gonna go around the mall with your fake, limitless credit cards, and you're gonna assemble an outfit that you think is awesome," he explained, lazily, like he could just barely be bothered. "You can do it by yourself or alone, I really don't care. Just make sure you have a new outfit by the time you come back here at the end of class that you can show off and that I and the rest can judge the hell out of."

At least he was honest about his intentions.

He waved them off. "Go."

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