Battlefield Tactics, Thursday

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Upon arrival in the Danger Shop, the students would find that there was... nothing.

Well. In one sense of the word; there was mud beneath their feet, very sticky mud. There were what seemed to be small clumps of rocks, here and there, and further in the distance, the swaying motions of what appeared to be a tree.

But what was clearest wasn't clear at all: a dense fog, that laid over everything like a blanket.

There was also no sign of a teacher.

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Re: And As We Proceed...

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes there's no opposite direction," she said, "Or it might mean someone is trying to herd you somewhere. What would you do if you couldn't walk out of the fight?"

Re: And As We Proceed...

[eyesofahero.livejournal.com]

He took a moment to think about it. "I would demand to know what is going on. That usually doesn't work, though, but it wouldn't stop me from trying." Sometimes avoiding to fight was the best option to take, but if he couldn't...

"There is a difference between fighting to win, and fighting to get out. If there were no choice of avoiding confrontation, then I would fight my way out."

Re: And As We Proceed...

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"There's a difference," she echoed, laconically. "Oddly enough, there's also a difference between dead and alive." With that, she cast her eyes towards the next student.

Re: And As We Proceed...

[eyesofahero.livejournal.com]

Cloud nodded curtly.

And all was well in the world.