fandomhigh | Unblinded Science, Period Six [5/17]

Walter looks like a kid about to play one of his favorite games today. He's smiling and sipping something cold from a paper cup that has a long-handled plastic spoon sticking out of it.

There are kits set out for the students' use today. Each kit contains a strip of surgical tape, a microchip in a plastic vial, two cell phone-sized boxes that bear strange resemblances to compasses, a pair of walkie talkies, and a handout on how to triangulate.

"Since I am discouraged from actively inserting anything subdermally in students, the surgical tape will have to do," Walter announces, apropos of nothing once the students have settled themselves. He sounds a tad disgruntled, but a sip from his cup seems to help his mood.

"Today we'll be working with hands on applications of geometry, but I have been reminded that this is summer camp, so I am endeavoring to make it more jocular." Clearly Walter thinks that most things can be made jocular with the right mindset, but not everyone has his imagination.

"Today we will be playing a version of hide and seek. Break down into groups of three. Since we have 14 students, I will be in one of the groups." He nearly clapped his hands together at the prospect.

"One student will be the hider. That lucky person will tape one of the chips to the back of his or her neck and hide anywhere on the island. We'll give you..." he paused and thought about it. "A ten minute head start. You can agree among your groups whether the hider should choose a place and stay in it or whether he or she can lead you on a merry chase.

"Next week I will have a prize for all students who found their hider within three hours. Now get going!"*

[ooc: So sorry! No excuses but confusing life. ~~Two minutes for OCD please.~~ *He'll forget the prizes. Sorry.]

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"You'll do fine. It's pretty simple," Bruce said, getting his first bearing.

Bruce and Lindsay took several readings and methodically closed in on the tracker's current position. When the readings suggested they were practically right on top of Tim, all Bruce saw was a teal deer. "Hmm."

Lindsay stared. "Huh. Think he might be one of those magical types I've heard about? Maybe he turned himself into...that."

She still wasn't used to saying things like this. It just was not logical. The deer being teal was not logical either.

If he were really hiding, Tim would have moved away from his trackers. But suppose he'd needed information from them? He leapt from his branch to a nearby tree, grabbed and swung from that branch to another one nearby. He discovered along the way that tree branches were not as smooth as the uneven bars he'd practiced on. Ow.

It took a bit of scrambling, but he got through a section of the trees without touching the ground and leaving tracks. As soon as he spotted Bruce and Lindsay, though, he held his spot. They weren't nearby yet, but if the wind was just right, he might be able to overhear them.

"If he were going to turn himself into something, it probably wouldn't be as conspicuous as a teal deer. I'm guessing he just slipped the microchip onto the deer," Bruce theorized. "I wonder if we would get full credit for bringing the deer back."

"Maybe?" Lindsay pointed out the chip on the deer. "Because this proves we at least did the triangulation right."

Bruce approached the deer and pulled the tape and microchip off of the animal. He glanced around at the forest, looking for signs that Tim might be watching from behind a tree or in a hole in the ground or something. "And we have that proof right here. The only real question is if Bishop will wonder what happened to our classmate."

He couldn't hear what they were saying and didn't have any of his listening equipment. He shifted on the branch, hoping to move closer, but his foot slipped and a twig snapped under his foot. He froze.

"I'm wondering the same thing," Lindsay admitted, freezing for a moment. "Did you hear that?"

"I did," Bruce said simply. The sound came from higher up than Bruce had been looking for at the moment. He looked up in the direction the sound came from and, sure enough, there was a dark-haired boy in a tree. He gave a wave. "Found you, Tim!"

Lindsay glanced over to where Bruce was waving. "That's a neat trick you did there."

Though there was a bit of sarcasm there, she was somewhat impressed.

Edited 2010-05-18 04:18 (UTC)

If he'd been in costume, he would've jumped down. But secret identity requirements (not to mention the lack of shock-absorbing Robin boots) meant that he had to climb down the less-fun way.

He made it to the ground, brushed off his hands on his jeans and gave them a sheepish grin. "Worked a little," he said.

"Briefly," Bruce said. "Let's head back to he class."

"Sounds good to me," Lindsay said. "Think the prize is something cool or lame?"

Yeah, still Bruce, even as a teenager. Tim had to smile at the familiarity. "Gold stars for each of us, probably," Tim said, heading back to the class.

He was going to have to come back and study the preserve later. Figure out how he could've done this without getting caught.

Edited 2010-05-18 04:33 (UTC)

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