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An itsy, bitsy spider had snuck onto Char, or close enough; minutes before class, Kerrigan had gotten the report on Zeratul's current movements, towards the dead body of the Overmind on her own home base. She, predictably, had feelings on the matter, and those feelings had a great deal to do with the importance of locating the wayward protoss over teaching this class.

So please excuse her if she didn't look entirely interested in you all today, children.

"I've fought with armies that had a minimal amount of manpower, and still managed to do great damage by thinking strategically," she said, "And I've served with armies that had an endless supply of men, and not a single creative thought between the lower ranks." Possibly because they were all mindless flesh-eating monster-bugs, but a la, you try explaining the zerg to anybody. "Before you put in some noble 'clearly the former won' shit, no, they didn't. A lot of the time, manpower will get you bad unless you know how to get some serious firepower otherwise."

A beat.

"That doesn't mean that occasionally, the enemy can't send a rogue entity past your lines, for a scouting method or suchlike, and go undetected. Take today as a case study. What would you recommend if you had an endless supply of disposable labour, and a flea in your pelt that none of them seem to manage to grasp?"

She pointed to the door.

"Or play the flea in the pelt and see how far it gets you."

Well, at least she was a woman with a plan today.

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Like you have infinite cannon fodder at your disposal.

If it is a lecture. Kerrigan doesn't look particularly interested in anyone at the moment.

You have an endless supply of soldiers, and yet none of them can seem to get a hold of one crafty lad who managed to steal into your territory. Thoughts as to put an end to this ever-so-hypothetical nonsense?

Team up or go it alone - take a run on the planet of Char (http://starcraft.wikia.com/wiki/Char) with an endless supply of beasties coming for you. There's a beacon far in the distance - see how far you get.

Getting hit nets you a teleport back to the class.

When they ping in.

She's here too.

Sorry, guys! I'm more than a little under the weather today, hence the late (and lame) class. If anyone wants NPCs, you can hit me up here, but I can't guarantee I'll be doing much besides sleep today.

Leia Organa

Leia was far more interested in playing the flea. It was much more like what she would have to deal with.

Faramir

Curious as to what this simulation would entail, Faramir opted for the second option.

Stealth, he was familiar with, but this land was strange and the creatures even more strange. As was the gun, which felt too heavy and was strange to aim with. Perhaps the other choice would have been best, but giving up was not an option.

And so Faramir was attempting to track his way across the country, hoping to avoid conflict all together. After all, the fight would give away his position and bring the strange creatures down on him.

Cloud Strife

Emma Frost

Emma was there, and available for talking if you had a question.

"Don't send a minion to do the work of a leader. If nobody else can do it, take the matters into your own hands. As long as you aren't required somewhere else no matter what." He supposed it was the obvious thing to do, unless the leader was an incompetent too.

Although if that applied they would lose anyway?

Cally

Lion-o

Karla

Karla was sketching plans on how to hunt down this flea. The other method would probably be more useful to her future plans, but she was not up for the sim today. She'd be better off talking a bit and chugging down her moontime brew.

"Does he have any discernible goals or character traits?" Karla asked. "If you look back at his targets and whatnot. Perhaps you can devise and create some kind of trap based on his past exploits, one that you can make sure your countless hordes are capable of carrying out."

Cally was listening -- but also looking, and wondering what might be distracting the professor.

This seemed much more like something Cally might face if she ever.... well. Lost her mind, her teachers back home would probably say, but whatever; it would definitely be the other side that had the manpower.

Cally sprinted low to the ground through the SIM, eyes open and weapon at the ready.

Shane Gooseman

James of Krondor

Prince Alexander of Daventry

"Let's say there's one particular ruin he wants to get to," Kerrigan replied. "To gather information contained there. The terrain is very rough, and there are not a lot of pathways to get there, yet his abilities allow him to navigate them."

"What's more important?" Karla asked. "Catching him or keeping the information from his hands. And does my side have access to this ruin?"

James never wanted to take a long walk through fire, but the challenge was too great to resist.

This world, however, made every caper seem like plucking an apple from a passing cart.

Still, he wrapped a cloth around his face to keep the ash out of his lungs, and started to slowly make his way to the beacon.

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