Battlefield Tactics, Thursday

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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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Re: Listen to the Instructions

[puppy_fair]

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.