Cognitive Logic in Understanding Evidence; Wednesday, Second Period [03/10].

[died8yearsago]

The fake storm still raged outside the fake mansion, while the fake dinner guests still gathered in the fake study with the list of fake motives still on the fake board in front of them. And they hadn't really gotten anywhere.

"Well," said Rosa, looking over the suspects, looking over the board, "we're not much further in figuring out who done it, but if we turn our focus on someone specificl--"

It was at that point that the door to the study burst open and the house staff finally made a reappearance, bursting through the door, the maid limp and dazed in his arms.

"We know who did it!" he announced, but then quickly faltered. "Or, at least, she does," he lifted up the maid as if to explain who he was talking about, "and she was just about to tell me when she was struck by a terrible shock and fell into the state in which you see her now! I don't know if something scared her or what, but now I can't seem to get a word out of her."

He slumped the maid into a chair, where she sways a little bit under her swoon, and Rosa slipped some smelling salts out of her pocket until the maid perked up and blinnked around. "What--what's happening?"

"You were just brought in by the butler," Rosa explained. "He says you were about to tell him who you thought the killer was?"

"I..." Her big wide eyes passed around the room, her face somehow managing to lose even more color, go even more pale. "I...I don't remember..."

Because of course she wouldn't, it couldn't be that simple, right? Rosa sighed slightly before turning to the students.

"Well, guys," she ventured, figuring this at least should lead to some interesting responses from this lot, "what do you think? Anyone wanna give it a shot at trying to jog her memory here?"

Career Development, Wednesday, First Period

[stykera]

When students came into the Danger Shop today, they would find that it had been converted into a paintball course with different leveled ramps, places to hide, open doorways, the works.

There was, of course, one notable item that one might not expect to find on a standard paintball course: a single double bed, posed at the very center of the course.

“Sometimes,” Faye greeted the class, “you get caught. Or you have to deal with some kind of dumb consequence because someone wants to teach you a lesson.”

Truth be told, Faye wasn’t a hundred percent sure who was trying to teach them a lesson, here. But this had ‘sanctimonious told-you-so’ all over it.

"Sometimes you have super-strength and webbing and sometimes you don't," Miguel added, smirking at Faye.

"Sometimes people cheat," Stark countered. "And sometimes you've gone along with an idea you should have walked away from because it sounded reasonable at the time or maybe reasonable isn't the right word and it just sounded interesting and then it's too late and then things happen." Like there being only one bed, but not in the fun way.

“Sometimes you don’t throw people off the balcony when you should.” It was a good idea, Stark. It would have worked. “And you end up all fighting over a single commodity. Like a bed.” In case anyone was confused as to what Faye was talking about, here.

"And sometimes the people you think have your back will heartlessly abandon you," Miguel added with a huff, "and you end up putting a lobster in their bed. Or two." He shook his head. "But not this bed. This bed is good. You all want this bed. But only one of you can get it. Or heck, two of you, if you can negotiate it."

"There were lobsters? I missed the lobsters." Stark eyed Miguel oddly before turning his attention back to Faye. "And not throwing people off balconies is almost always the correct choice. Even if throwing people off the balcony might get you use of the bed instead of sleeping on the floor for a week. Which I don't believe really is good for your back no matter what some people might try to tell you to make themselves feel better about putting you in that situation."

"Don't worry; the lobsters were for someone else," Miguel assured Stark. “And anyone that tells you the floor is good for your back needs to sleep on one themselves." He wondered if they'd have a chance to arrange that.

“You could try telling Anakin that,” Stark suggested. Apparently throwing someone under the bus was more acceptable than throwing them off a balcony. “But first, paintball. Everyone knows how this works?”

"Shoot other people. Don't get shot," Miguel added helpfully. "Get the bed and hold onto it."

Flight and Flying, Wednesday, March 10, 2021

[sith_happened]

"Today we will continue last week's lesson about lift and gravity by showing how it affects the human body," Anakin said as the students arrived in the Danger Shop.

Waaaas this a mostly bullshit reason to make the students try out trapeze? You bet.

"Safety is important, so make sure you strap into the harnesses before you climb up," Anakin said. "Try out just swinging first--see how that affects your body--and then work your way up to jumping to the other trapeze."

Fortunately there were both safety netting and a teacher who could levitate objects because this could get ugly.