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Tracking: Urban v. Wilderness; Thursday, Period Three [ 09/02 ].
Well. This was it, she supposed. Time to teach her...class.
The thought was still weird, okay? But Angua was there, at the front of the classroom, ready to address her...students. She was dressed no differently than if this had been a regular station shift or street beat, in her thankfully modified Watch armour with the badge at her collar, looking over them and trying to exude an air of confidence. But gods, there were a lot of them. And she couldn't even really smell them all yet because the stench of vampire overrode almost everything else.
"Welcome to Tracking, Urban versus Wilderness Environments," seemed a good place to start. "As the title of the class indicated, we will be exploring a variety of different methods of tracking and learning how to apply them to an urban setting as well as the more traditional uses in the wild. I am Sergeant Angua, of the Fandom Troopers, so, as you can guess, this class will be taking on a certain crime-fighting bent, although I promise. No capes or funny outfits."
See? See that? It was a smile. Sort of. A bit toothy, but that couldn't be helped. At least she made the attempt.
"Now, today we're in the classroom, but we won't always be, don't worry. Once I get you all copies of the syllabus, it will indicate where we will meet. Until then, just assume its the classroom. Today's actually going to be easy; I'm fairly certain I don't know most of you, which, in my line of work, is probably a good thing. So, as sick of them as you may be getting, I'd appreciate going through the introduction drills. I'd like to know your name, age where applicable, your interest in the class, and what experience you have in tracking and in what sort of environments, so I know where we'll all stand in future classes."
"And once Introductions are finished, I'll have a little activity to get us started that should hopefully be fun." And not at all translate into something she'd whipped up out of no where in a panic about not having any clue how to stretch introductions to fit into one hour.
"Also," excuse her while she paused a moment before actually saying the name, "Maladicta? Jacob? It looks like you two are my assistants for the class, so I'd like a moment afterwards."
Actually, it was just Maladicta, but Angua was going to be damned if she was going to have a vampire for an assistant without backup.
"And I suppose if anyone needs anything and I'm busy, they're the ones to go to. Any other questions before we begin?"
[[Wait for the OCD or get bitten, my friend has had its distemper shots, so it's good to go! ]]
The thought was still weird, okay? But Angua was there, at the front of the classroom, ready to address her...students. She was dressed no differently than if this had been a regular station shift or street beat, in her thankfully modified Watch armour with the badge at her collar, looking over them and trying to exude an air of confidence. But gods, there were a lot of them. And she couldn't even really smell them all yet because the stench of vampire overrode almost everything else.
"Welcome to Tracking, Urban versus Wilderness Environments," seemed a good place to start. "As the title of the class indicated, we will be exploring a variety of different methods of tracking and learning how to apply them to an urban setting as well as the more traditional uses in the wild. I am Sergeant Angua, of the Fandom Troopers, so, as you can guess, this class will be taking on a certain crime-fighting bent, although I promise. No capes or funny outfits."
See? See that? It was a smile. Sort of. A bit toothy, but that couldn't be helped. At least she made the attempt.
"Now, today we're in the classroom, but we won't always be, don't worry. Once I get you all copies of the syllabus, it will indicate where we will meet. Until then, just assume its the classroom. Today's actually going to be easy; I'm fairly certain I don't know most of you, which, in my line of work, is probably a good thing. So, as sick of them as you may be getting, I'd appreciate going through the introduction drills. I'd like to know your name, age where applicable, your interest in the class, and what experience you have in tracking and in what sort of environments, so I know where we'll all stand in future classes."
"And once Introductions are finished, I'll have a little activity to get us started that should hopefully be fun." And not at all translate into something she'd whipped up out of no where in a panic about not having any clue how to stretch introductions to fit into one hour.
"Also," excuse her while she paused a moment before actually saying the name, "Maladicta? Jacob? It looks like you two are my assistants for the class, so I'd like a moment afterwards."
Actually, it was just Maladicta, but Angua was going to be damned if she was going to have a vampire for an assistant without backup.
"And I suppose if anyone needs anything and I'm busy, they're the ones to go to. Any other questions before we begin?"
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Re: Introductions -- Tracking, 09/02.
"I've had to track bloodsuckers before, so I figured it wouldn't hurt to get some more experience. Not that they're all that hard to follow." What with the whole stinking up the place. Still, there were two of them for whose benefit he was happily saying this out loud. With a cocky smirk, of course. "And I've tracked them through forests most of the time, sometimes urban areas, but mostly in the woods."
Re: Introductions -- Tracking, 09/02.
Thank you, Jacob Black, for making even Angua feel that she had tact.
"Well," she said, trying to maintain what little tact she did have, "hopefully in this class you'll get some experience of tracking a lot of other things as well." Her voice, or at least her look, seemed to convey that she understood that nothing else they could be tracking would be nearly as satisfying, of course. True, she didn't have anything near the sort of mindlink Jacob may have with his brothers and sisters, but there was still a certain ability inherent in almost any canine...
"Either way, it's...good to have you in class, Jacob."
Even if she had to struggle not to call him 'Pup.' Didn't matter than he was bigger than even Carrot.