fandomhigh | Unconventional Tactics, Tuesday, Period 2

"Rookies!" Reno was looking pretty darn refreshed today as he walked into the classroom, yes. It was entirely possible that this had something to do with some time well-spent off the island, accomplishing not much of anything in particular, but doing it in good company. "Today, we're gonna talk a little about prevention of the big shit, yo. I know, I know, most of what hits the island is gonna hit it no matter what we do. We ain't gonna be able to stop every spaceship of honkin' aliens that flies into the atmosphere an' blows up the school, zoto."

He shrugged.

"Things like Vice-Principal Hades tryin' to turn the island into an extension of the underworld? How're we supposed to see that comin', right?" Except possibly for the fact that he was Hades and all, really! "But that don't mean that we should use that as an excuse to get stupid if somethin' is on its way that we can prevent, with a bit of thought or attention to detail, zoto. The island's last big zombie invasion could'a been avoided after that attack in the mall if only the teacher watchin' the portal the students came back through had stuck around a few minutes longer an' made damn sure that it went and closed all the way. Every telepath, psychic, and empath on the island spends a night tossin' and turnin' instead of sleepin' because they got a bad feeling? That's somethin' to pay attention to, yo. Fandom's given us warnings from time to time, and we still keep goin' on with our day like there ain't nothin' goin' on until we're in it up to our eyebrows, zoto."

And another shrug. By now, Reno was pacing lazily back and forth in front of the classroom.

"That don't just go for life here on the island, yo. You go home, you see hints of somethin' bigger, and you make a choice to either ignore it or help it along, you gotta live with the consequences. Fortunately, things here on Fandom usually turn out for the best. We ain't had many students die when the big shit hits. But it's happened. Bein' here don't mean some kinda automatic safeguard, just because the risk factor seems smaller at a glance. Dependin' on where you end up after you leave here, that risk factor may or may not get a whole shitload bigger. Danger is Danger, Rookies, no matter where you go."

A sigh, and he pulled a small green sphere from his pocket, and idly started tossing it back and forth from hand to hand. Anyone with any sense for the supernatural might recognize it as a channel for power, magical and ancient. Anyone without any sense for the supernatural would at least be able to tell that it was giving off a faint greenish glow between Reno's fingers. Thundaga Materia. Mostly there just to make certain that he still had people's attentions, yes.

"With the nature of the island bein' what it is, there are going to be things you run into that you won't necessarily recognize. Things that might look harmless that ain't, or things that look like a big friggin' deal that really are harmless. Today, the exercise is gonna be a simple one. Yes, again, zoto. We'll get into the more hands-on crap later on, as the semester progresses. Today, I want you to pair off. I got a list of hypotheticals for you to pick from, just to get you puttin' your brains to work, zoto. Pick one of 'em, and then talk about what you'd do if you were the one who tripped over it. Easy shit. Get to it."

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Ben burst out laughing. "I like how you think."

This was going to end in tears, wasn't it?

That was a very distinct possibility, or at the very least Reno would come over and pull their ears for not staying on topic.

Jake was snickering at the image. "Maybe there should be popcorn too, so we can appreciate it more."

"But if we don't look equally disgruntled, people will suspect us," Ben replied.

"Oh sure, be logical about it," Jake considered it. "We could always just film it and eat the popcorn while watching that."

"I have a droid that could record things," Ben offered. "I made it for when Granddad gets gremlin bit, but it could work here too."

Ben was such a considerate grandson.

Jake raised an eyebrow, eyes lighting up at the mention of the droid and not just for the recording abilities. "You made a droid?"

"I've made a few dozen," Ben admitted, cheeks going a little pink. "I don't sleep much."

"Apparently not," Jake snickered. "Sounds cool, though. Do they all have their speciality?"

"Most of them are for running errands," Ben said, happy to go on ~~and on and on~~ about his hobby. "Message retrieval, fetching coffee, that sort of thing. Nothing too complicated."

"But handy," Jake remarked. "So if you're hungry, but you're not in the mood to get up, the droid can go fetch food?"

"Yeah," Ben said. "I generally do it when no one else is in the room so I don't have to hear teasing about being lazy."

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with being lazy," Jake defended instantly. He should know. "I'd just be annoyed if you didn't make sure to get enough for everyone."

Ben laughed. "Oh, I do," he said. "My roommate blames his coffee addiction on me."

"Let me know if you're ever considering in doing room service," Jake said instantly.

"You could just have one," Ben offered. "I'm starting to run out of floor space to store them."

Jake raised his eyebrows, looking more than a little surprised at the offer. "Seriously?"

"Seriously," Ben said, nodding.

Jake grinned at him. "Because that's kind of awesome and way too cool to be true."

"Some people, I don't know, smoke when they have time on their hands," Ben said. "I make droids."

"Way more healthy," Jake nodded. "And a lot cooler too."

He smirked. "Has Claudia seen those?"

"Not yet," Ben said. "Think she'd want one too?"

"Dude, have you talked to her?" Jake was laughing. "She'd pick it apart and then try to enhance it. You run the risk that she'll invade your room to study them if you don't give her one."

He paused. "Not that I'm trying to tell you what to do with your droids."

Ben waved it off with a laugh. "She's welcome to one too. Maybe I should pop a sign on my door."

"Could be a hit," Jake nodded seriously. "Maybe put up posters first so people have time to pitch a tent in front of your door to be the first ones in."

"Ender would love that," Ben said dryly. "But I'll do it. Maybe after the student council elections so my posters don't get lost."

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