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Loki decided to hold class outside, around the main campfire for maximum, well, maximum campfire experience. He really didn't know what the fuck that meant other than he wanted to be outside and not cooped up in a classroom. If the students didn't like roughing it, oh fucking well. That was why he had the authority.

"All right," he started once everyone seemed to have filed in, "I see some familiar faces and some faces I don't recognize. So, if you don't know me, I'm Loki, I'm your teacher and if you didn't sign up for this class, don't tell me that because I'll have to make fun of you."

And he would too.

"Anyway, if you're expecting to do battle with swords or learn to fly or shit like that, you're gonna be sadly bored in this class because that's not what it's about. This class is about dealing with all the little shit that you encounter in everyday life that can put a major fucking cramp in your day. It's stuff that no one thinks about until it fucking ruins their plans because they had no idea how to fucking get past it. This class will teach you how to get past certain things, how to deal with certain things and how to be fucking awesome while doing it."

He just threw that last part in, of course. He was always awesome.

"Today, though, we'll start off slow. We'll do introductions so I know who the hell you are and what the hell you're doing here. Name, age, and last time you bought fucking condoms." He thought of leaving it there but, well, he didn't need to get in trouble. "If you don't want to tell anyone that, just tell us the last time something embarrassing happened to you that you didn't know how to deal with. Sound good? Right." He paused and looked around the assembled mass before picking two people at random. "And you two," he said, pointing to George and Elena, "are the TA's. Congratulations. Don't you just love random fucking selection? Anyway, intros. Go."

With that, he leaned back and waited to hear the class intros.

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Iiiiiiiiiiiit's George and Elena! *round of applause*

Hell if he knew what a TA was supposed t'do, but George glanced over at the girl chosen, hopin' she'd have a better idea.

"At least he has good taste," Elena said cheerfully. "What exactly are we supposed to do, anyway?"

"I don' have a bloody clue," George admitted. "Sit here an' look pretty?"

She could manage that better than he, but maybe she could do it for both of 'em?"

"If that's it," Elena mused, "then this is going to be a very easy A."

She reached into her pockets. "Cigarette?"

He eyed it curiously then looked back up at Elena. "What's that?"

Oh. She hadn't expected that.

"You smoke them," she explained. "Light the end, get the sweet hit of nicotine, blow out smoke and look cool."

"Like a pipe?" he asked. "Only not fer old men."

Never let it be said that George wasn't up for looking cool, and he took the offered cigarette annnnd promptly failed to get it lit.

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