Thursday, August 12th, 2021

special_rabbit: (doubtful finger lifted)
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"Welcome back, everyone," said Amaya, greeting the class with her usual nod. "Today, we're going to be going over a weapon that's not really as much my wheelhouse as some of the others we've covered, but I'm a fair enough hand at it, and I assure you, my coteacher here's expertise in this more than makes up for it. What is this weapon, you may ask? Why, it just so happens, it's none other than bows!"

Shot through the heart. )

"That just about covers the basics," Amaya grinned faintly. "If there's any questions, though, let's have 'em, and then we're going to get to work. First, before we get to the fun part, I'm going to teach you all how to actually string a bow, because a bow's not much good if you've gone and snapped a string or worn it down and can't replace it with a new one. Then it's off to Detective Diaz, where she'll go over nocking, aiming, and shooting at the targets we've got set up over there, and I'm sure, by the end of the class, if you're not an expert already, you will be!

"Or," she added, chuckling faintly, "at the very least, since we're in the Danger Shop, if you're not an expert by the end of class, at least you'll not have lost an eye."
ohvalleyofpenis: (it's like this)
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"The classroom wasn't set up for a nap for a change! But, in the teachers' defense, things tended to conspire against them in being able to get anything done this session.

Which might have been planned by Cara.

"Welcome back, welcome back," Jaskier said, heedless of this terrible potential crime.

Cara wasn't admitting to anything, and today the island couldn't make her. "It has been brought to my attention that there is one bardic skill it's imperative that we cover."

"Seduction," Jaskier filled in with aplomb. "My very first experience on this island was being kidnapped by this horrid goat man who kept us all in a volcano. But did I let that stop me? No. I had a plan and I seduced that goat man to escape."

Did it actually work that way? Ehhhh.

"I thought that was the pirate with the bad moustache?" Oh, look, was that a strangled noise coming from Adora in the back? Maybe.

"He was there too," Jaskier assured her. "It was a group effort."

"Right." Cara sounded extremely dubious. "You don't have to incorporate singing in your seduction efforts."

"But it helps," Jaskier said brightly, fiddling with the controls to get various NPC seduction targets to appear in the danger shop. Oddly, they all ended up just being NPCakin in different outfits.

Sexy outfits.

Cara still wasn't admitting to anything, but she did look very pleased with herself.
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Bob nodded to them all. "Right. Welcome back. This is our last class before the final, so let's see what the room is determined to grace us with this time."

He ran his hand through the console, and the end of the room showed a poem )
endsthegame: (20 years later: oh lovely)
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They would not find their usual teachers at the front of the class today. Though most of them would probably recognize one of the two small children. The busier one.

"Bantha, sit down."

Sometimes being the non-fun parent helped.

"Hello, class," Ender said. "I'm Andrew Skywalker, Ben's husband, and these are our children, Val and Nat." Sorry, Bantha. But you were getting the formal introduction from this one. "Anakin isn't here and Ben came down with the flu, so I'm afraid you'll be dealing with us for the day."

Probably don't be afraid. Ender was the least sadistic option, here.

"Unfortunately, that also means I'm left dealing with my kids, so we'll be going somewhere a little more suitable for them." He gestured towards the portal. "Welcome to Legoland in Billund, Denmark."
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"Good morning!" Annie sang out, once more in front of that bank of bikes in the Danger Shop. But this week, there were a couple of differences.

First and foremost: no training wheels for any of you! Not even an option! Deal.

But secondly -- and more fun, and, let's be real, probably the reason you're in this class -- there was an array of decorations and accessories available for the bikes.

"Today, we're going to ride again," Annie told them, "but part of having a bike is making it yours. So, you don't get to keep these, obviously -- they're holograms or whatever -- but you get to practice decorating them. So, we have streamers -- they'll blow in the wind when you ride -- baskets, bells...."

She picked up one of the bells and rang it cheerfully to demonstrate.

"So, decorate your bikes, and then I want everyone to try riding again! I'm around if you need help or a push or anything."

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