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fandomhigh2010-11-08 09:44 am
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Macro-Tactics, Monday
Pheromones.
A specific type of them. Kerrigan had smelled it since the moment she stepped anywhere near close to another human being that morning, and it was mildly disgusting. Her own system had filtered them out - Zerg physiology being what it was - but with these kids...
... well, there was a reason why they were meeting in a rainforest in the Danger Shop. Rain was pouring down from the sky at an alarming pace, in fact. Because Kerrigan was considerate like that, she'd laid out some raincoats, but that was about that.
"This isn't really macro-level," she said, idly, "But it might get you some insights on battlefield mechanics. For each of you, there's a duplicate somewhere in this woods. Well, 'duplicate' - they'll have your measurements, and they'll be identifiable by colour," she nodded at the differently-shaded strips she'd had the TAs hand out, "...but I'm not interested in pitting you against anything with your face."
Interesting experiment as that might have been.
"You have, as before, five minutes to discuss tactics. Work together, work individually, I don't care. Your goal is to take out your duplicate in whatever manner possible. Go."
A specific type of them. Kerrigan had smelled it since the moment she stepped anywhere near close to another human being that morning, and it was mildly disgusting. Her own system had filtered them out - Zerg physiology being what it was - but with these kids...
... well, there was a reason why they were meeting in a rainforest in the Danger Shop. Rain was pouring down from the sky at an alarming pace, in fact. Because Kerrigan was considerate like that, she'd laid out some raincoats, but that was about that.
"This isn't really macro-level," she said, idly, "But it might get you some insights on battlefield mechanics. For each of you, there's a duplicate somewhere in this woods. Well, 'duplicate' - they'll have your measurements, and they'll be identifiable by colour," she nodded at the differently-shaded strips she'd had the TAs hand out, "...but I'm not interested in pitting you against anything with your face."
Interesting experiment as that might have been.
"You have, as before, five minutes to discuss tactics. Work together, work individually, I don't care. Your goal is to take out your duplicate in whatever manner possible. Go."
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