fandomhigh | Unconventional Tactics, Tuesday, Period 2

"Yo, Rookies!" Bet you all missed that, huh? Reno was grinning extra wide today, possibly because he missed you all. Or maybe for the same reason that he had left a few more buttons undone on his shirt than usual, today. Because he could. "Today, we're gonna get into some more practical crap than usual, yo. For the next couple of weeks, I'm gonna shamelessly turn these classes into semi-meetings like them three groups that have formed on this island to keep everybody all safe an' shit."

Really, it was probably a huge relief to be kept all 'safe and shit,' right?

"I ain't gonna tackle 'em in any particular order of importance, because they all three got their strengths to 'em. But I'll tackle Support today, just because I think you can all get some good outta our in-class assignment if anything smacks us hard in the near future, yo."

He nodded back toward his desk, which was full of assorted bandages and antiseptics, a few bottles of dubious-looking fluids from Reno's home, a couple of really random looking items all labelled up neatly, and a few sheets of paper with the phone numbers for the clinic and the trooper station written on them, as well as Reno's own. Under that, there was a good amount of space left to fill up with whatever else students seemed to think might be important.

"Emergency kits," he announced. "With some basic first-aid crap, some emergency contact lists for you to fill in with what you think is important- My name's on there, yo. That ain't for pleasure calls or shit like that. Call me if you got some kinda invading critter breathin' down your throat and you need a quick rescue. Unless you can think of someone better. I won't be heartbroken, so long as you make it outta there alive. And if you're feelin' brave, I got some basic healing items and some of the less dangerous attack items from where I'm from to throw in there, too."

Sorry, kids. He wasn't going to hand you any poisons or instant death items today.

"Get to it, Rookies."

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Supportively!

Or eye the weird items on the desk. Or eye Reno's open shirt. Or just be glad to be back to your own gender. Or whatever you do during these lecture things.

Grab one of the messenger bags that Reno's set out and get to work filling it up with whatever you think you might end up using in the future. Reno prefers you take the first aid gear, and at least an emergency contact list, and if you start trading important numbers among one another for anybody that he might have missed, then all the better.

Also sitting on the table, for those feeling a little more brave, are a small assortment of potions, ethers, and antidotes, which will each do a one-time cast of simple healing spells, magic-restorative spells for anyone who might wear themselves out casting, and, of course, a catch-all poison cure. And for the really, really brave, he's got a couple of one-use attack items set out, too, all labelled ridiculously neatly, thus proving that Reno can be less slobby if only he wants to be.

Impaler - Throw at an enemy to turn them into a frog. Or, alternatively, turns you back to normal if you happen to be a frog. Will wear off overnight.
Shrivel - Shrinks one enemy to about a couple of inches tall when thrown at them. Restores true height if used on people who have been shrunk, too. Will wear off overnight.
Ink - Throw at an enemy to blind them. Will wear off overnight.
Dream Powder - Puts one enemy to sleep when thrown at them. Yes, they'll wake up eventually, so don't hang around for long after you've used it on something.

You can take all of the generic first-aid stuff you want, but please limit yourself to one each of the potions, ethers, and antidotes, and pick just one out of the other four items if you want any at all. Bandages are cheap. The items from Reno's home currently are not.

Who Reno is positive can both keep totally cool heads during an emergency, right?

Who in no way condones using shrivels on your classmates just for shits and giggles, and who has never done so himself. Honest.

Oh, come on. Weasley totally had it coming to him.

I think impalers are neat, but I don't think I would want to run around with a handful of dried frogs in my bag, either.

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