fandomhigh | Spy Games, Monday, Period 5

If Sarah didn't seem nervous as she waited for the class to assemble, that was only because she'd spent the last decade keeping cool on the outside no matter what went on underneath. Just teaching for the first time would be bad enough, but there was one student name on the roster that she had very much never expected to see here.

"Welcome to Spy Games," she said with a smile and a twist of her sweaty palms against her skirt as the time came for the session to begin. Her voice came out calm, sure, self-confident as possible. Thank God. "I am your instructor for the next two months. My name's Sarah Walker and, to get this out of the way, I am qualified to teach this class because I worked for the CIA for the last several years. My main focus was protection of national security data."

Anyone at the CIA could say that, but Sarah was hoping to ward off questions.

"If you're here," she went on, "I'm going to assume you want to be a spy, or at least want to know how to be a spy. Maybe you want to work for the government; maybe you just know a lot of people you don't trust. Whatever your experience, there are all kinds of applications for the stuff we're learning here. The syllabus and rules are on your desks, but some of the things we'll cover are lockpicking, disguise, persuasion, and weapons."

"But today, we're talking about basic undercover work," she went on. "If you're undercover, you're lying to everyone all the time. You lie about your name, your family, what you do for a living, maybe your politics, maybe your religion. But under all that, you can't change who you are. You're still you, but the details are different. And the secret of good undercover work is using that."

"For example, I'm not exactly the chattiest person in the world. If I go undercover for more than a few hours and I decide I'm going to be someone who can't keep her mouth shut, I'm going to get caught fast. I'll always have to think about the part I'm playing, and that's when people make stupid mistakes. And a big part of your job as a spy is not making stupid mistakes."

She cleared her throat, finally relaxing into this. "I understand the tradition for the first week of classes is introductions. We're doing that, but with a twist. If you've heard of the game 'Two Truths and a Lie,' we're going to play that -- except you must make one true statement about yourself, one false statement about yourself, and a third statement that can be either true or false. Your fellow students will guess how many lies you told, and which they are."

"Remember that if you're undercover, you're lying for a reason. And in this class, you have a purpose too. Tell lies -- and truths -- that will make me think you have it in you to be a good spy." She pointed out randomly. "You first."

Once the students were done with the game, she smiled before dismissing the class. "Your assignment for the week is to tell one lie. It doesn't have to be a big one or about anything that matters. Just tell it and see how it feels; we'll report back next Monday. And if any of you want to be TA, I could use one. And Miss Bartowski, please stick around too -- I have a quick question for you."

She was impressed how level her tone sounded on that last bit.

[OOC: First posted class of the semester! I will pick up tags in the a.m.]

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This game got a lot more difficult the more time he spent in Fandom, but Sam gave it the best shot he could.

"My name is Sam Winchester," he said. "I'm color blind, I'm the youngest child in my family, and I'm terrified of clowns."

Claire thought about this one logically. Sam had reminded her a lot of Peter when they met, which meant there was a good chance he was the youngest child in his family. And being afraid of clowns made sense to her because they were creepy.

"I don't think I look good in red," she remarked, though she was wearing yellow.

"I bet you do," Sam said with a smirk. "And if you were wearing any, I could tell you for sure."

"I didn't think you were color blind," she said. "But you're the youngest, aren't you?"

"Sort of," Sam said. "My dad got remarried recently, and I have a sister who's almost two. Technically, I'm in the middle now."

"Awww, does your family live nearby?" Claire asked.

"Very near. Dad married our principal," Sam said with a grin. "He runs the Magic Box now, and they live in town. And Dean - my brother - he just graduated." Sam pointed to where Dean ~~possibly~~ was.

"Note, Sam is a good person to suck up to," Claire joked. "For more than one reason now."

Sam laughed. "If you ever get into trouble, I'll be sure to put in a good word for you."

"I would certainly appreciate that," she said with a grin. "Not that I'm planning to get into trouble."

"I know you have a baby sister, so your second one was a lie," Sarah said thoughtfully. "I'm not sure about the other two, but I'm going to guess you aren't really afraid of clowns."

"I am, actually," Sam admitted, knowing how silly it sounded. "There's just something about the makeup and the fake smiling and all that creeps me out."

"Huh," Sarah said, then, with a hint of a smile, she added, "I'll try to make sure no clowns attack during our exercises in class."

That got some snickering out of Sam. "I'd appreciate that, thank you."

"It isn't detection if one happens to know things from previous information," Alice said, smiling at Sam. Which was her round-about way of noting that she knew Dean had a baby sister, and Sam must, as well, without trying to explicitly out that as a lie to anyone else.

"True, but you don't know everything about me," Sam replied. "I might have told two lies, or two truths, so unless you know two things..."

"Very true," she noted. "They can't all be lies, so one must be true, if not both. And I shouldn't know which was the truth or the lie, even if there was only one. I was only hoping to excuse myself for cheating, if it was cheating. Are both true? That's my first guess."

"I don't think it's cheating, if you gained your information in a perfectly honorable way," Sam said. "They're not both true, but that's a good guess."

"Then one true and one false," Alice said, chewing lightly on her lower lip. "On one hand, a great number of people are color-blind, and it's an interesting choice to think of if you aren't. On the other, there is something unnerving about clowns."

"Clowns are extremely unnerving," Sam said. "I'm genuinely weirded out by them, especially the creepy smiling ones."

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