fandomhigh | Battlefield Tactics, Thursday

The students would find the Danger Shop to be a rather inhospitable place today. It was covered in large rocky formations, lava pouring down onto the ground here and there. It stretched on for miles, some parts oddly mazelike, some spread open wide like the plains.

And at the front, as always, there was Kerrigan, her head cocked in a fashion that was oddly inhuman.

"We've had too little time together to really put a dent in your skulls," she drawled, dryly. "But, as they say, the best practice comes from going up against a real opponent. Oh, you'll find brainless enemies - with guns - roaming around this world, but they won't be your real problem. This... is a free for all. Any natural advantages you've got? Use them. Think it's not fair? There's no such thing as a level playing field in reality."

She stretched out one arm and pointed towards a rack of guns. "Same rules apply," she said, sounding... amused. "You get shot anywhere lethal, this thing lights up. Take enough non-lethal shots, and you're out of the game. Your job is to take out as many of your classmates as you can--but only gun hits count. I don't want to see any of you mortally wounding anyone; Danger Shop safeties are on. You've got five minutes to set up. Spread out."

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As one does.

"Power usage allowed, by the way," Kerrigan added, at the last minute. "I wouldn't want to take anything interesting out of the game."

Karla chewed on her lower lip. She didn't like this. She didn't like it at all. She had friends in this class. Even if it was only a game...well, she didn't like it.

Oh, good; dodging getting shot at and shooting at people. The giant gaping hole in her training, and the thing Kennedy wasn't mentally all that okay with. (The shooting-people part, that was.)

Juuuuuuuust what she'd needed today. Thank god it was her last final for the term.

...let's not even discuss how much it made her bitchface that people who actually fucking had powers got to use them. Rub it in, god.

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Zack furrowed his eyebrows a little at Kerrigan's addendum, there. He wasn't worried about other people using powers on him, but all of the materia that he had slotted into his armor was ridiculously destructive. He was going to opt out of flinging spells like Thundara and Blizzara around.

Those existed to kill people.

Now... if only he was actually any good with a gun.

Ben didn't like this at all, Danger Shop or no.

There was a reason Cloud preferred swords. But, he was good enoguh with guns to do well -not as good as some people he knew...but whatever- as long as he wasn't going to have to shoot someone in the middle of the eyes.

Looking around, he realized people weren't that excited about the class' prospect; neither he was, but that didn't mean he was going to hide somewhere. He would certainly not have fun, though.

Momoko was yet another one of the class not at all excited about this. Well, maybe a little at the chance to use powers in class, but not at all about using them against her fellow students.

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