2021-11-01

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The Art of Battle Tactics; Monday, First Period [11/01].

There was a note on the classroom door instructing students to meet in the Danger Shop that morning, which was the first hint that today's class was going to be a bit different, and the second hint came when they actually arrived to find a different teacher waiting for them once they got there, the shop itself set up on a grassy knoll surrounded by woods, with the walls of some great fortress (it was only a model) not too far off in the distance.

"Good morning," Amaya greeted them all with a nod. "As you can see, Mr. Kyōraku couldn't make it in this week. Allegedly, this time of year's supposedly a bit busy in his other field of work, but I'd be willing to put down a good amount of shiny gold coins that it has much more to do with the..."

She pantomined drinking deep from a very large cup.

And that was a bet that Amaya would absolutely lose, but go off.

"For those of you who don't know me," she continued, "my name is Amaya Blackstone, and I usually teach shop class and weaponry here at Fandom High, and, considering the class, it's the latter that we're concerning ourselves with today, especially since I doubt you've covered much like it so far. Odds are, you've had fifteen lesson 'til Sunday on how to flirt or nap your way out of a situation, and haven't even touched a weapon once, for a battle tactics class!...so we're going to take the chance to fix that today!

"Now! When it comes to weaponry in battle, you've got three basic types, or, at least, three basic types that we'll be discussing today. You've got your seige weapons," and, since it was the danger shop, there were now many fine examples of such there in the field with them, "such as your catapults and seige towers and battering rams and ballista, meant for...well, sieging, big heavy damage dealers to help break down the walls of your enemy and get through them. Then, you have your ranged weapons," and again, the range weapons were now there on tables and racks, and the next category as well, "which allow one to attack on a more personal level from a distance, the most common of which will probably be your bows, your crossbows, and nowadays, guns, although, I'll admit, I'm still a little rusty when it comes to the latter. And, finally, that brings us to probably the most varied category, your melee weapons, when you get up there all nice and personal with yours swords and axes, daggers and spears, maces and flails. These are the types of weapons I specialize in the most, so if you've got any particular questions about 'em, I'll likely have answers, but today, we're also going to focus a little on using them.

"More specifically, since this is a tactics class, when one might choose to employ certain weapons at certain times. If you've already got some knowledge on these kinds of things, great! You can share that with the class! But, for the most part, I'd like us all to think about the weapons you see here, and in what sort of situation would you want to use, say, a trebuchet over a catapult," because always, "or what benefits a crossbow has over a longbow, or vice versa, and in which situation you might prefer a nice hefty broadsword, or would you think a sleek and swift katana would be more useful? Generally speaking, we say a lot that all it takes with a weapon is knowing where to stick the pointy end, but there's a lot more to it than that, when you get down into the knitty-gritty of it all.

"And after that," she assured them with a nod and a grin, "you'll get the chance to put some of those ideas into practice, and I'll let you give a go at some of these here weapons to really get a feel for battle tactics in action!"
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Badass Bitch Survival Guide; Monday, Second Period [11/01].

It was a good ten minutes before Rosa finally came into the classroom, striding in with purpose and large cooler in her hands, which she set on the desk at the front of the room loudly. Then, always one for a dramatic entrance when the moment called for it, flipped the lid off, sent it flying and clattering to the floor, and then reached her hand into the mass of jello that was inside and yanked out the Badass Bitch hatchet that was still inside.

She lifted both the hatchet and her eyebrow.

"Guess I win this year," she said, then smacked the business end of the hatchet into the desk again, which was...slightly dulled by the jello still clinging to it.

She shook her hand, which dislodged some of the jello now clinging to her arm, before grabbing a towel to do a more effective job. "At least one of you managed to at least get something," she said, "even if that means the best bitch in this group is still a Fake Ass Bitch. That's fine. That just means we have a lot of work to do because the moose kind of screwed you all over with the first month of this class.

"But for now, it's tradition that the day after the Heist, we watch highlights from the security footage around the office. And there's a bunch of cheap Halloween candy I picked up at Turtle & Canary for you, too, even if I'm not sure you really deserve it."

Which was why most (but not all! Rosa wasn't a complete tyrant, you guys!) of it was absolutely Thanksgiving Dinner flavored candy corn.

It was definitely a thing now.