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Anakin Skywalker ([personal profile] sith_happened) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2011-05-24 09:33 am
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Try Not to Die!! [Tuesday, May 24, 3rd period]

The city they were surrounded by reminded Anakin a bit of Coruscant (if with fewer flying speeders), and while the name of the class was Try Not to Die (with two exclamation points, sigh), he didn't really want to lose a student or three in the streets of Tokyo.

Which was why he'd given them all bright yellow rain slickers with tracking beacons sewed into the collars, just in case. He'd be able to find them regardless--the Force was useful this way--but this would give him a bit of a head start.That they looked like a group of yellow Skittles was immaterial.

"Welcome back," he said from under the hood of his (not yellow, thank you very much) Jedi robe. "Today your tasks have been set up throughout futuristic Japan. As you might be able to guess from the not-exactly-thrilled-to-see-you expressions on the faces of the people around us, this is a much more dangerous scenario than our last few weeks. Make smart decisions today, don't take off your rain coats, and try not to die."

With that useful bit of information imparted, he stepped away from the clue box.

[OOC: Please to wait for OCD! go right ahead!]

Re: Road Block [5/24]

[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com 2011-05-24 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
It wasn't any kind of clairvoyant hint about bad things happening in Japan in her future that made Gabrielle so uneasy in their surroundings; it was just so . . . artificial, somehow, all of it. So much steel and concrete and gods only knew what else, and all of it incredibly claustrophobic besides.

And yet the club wasn't all that different from most of the rowdier taverns she'd ever been in back home. More sophisticated trappings, maybe, and it didn't have that distinct unwashed-warlord reek, but if she looked at it the right way it was pretty familiar.

You'd think her persuasive skills would have served her well in this situation, except for one thing: Gabrielle was approaching each encounter as if dealing with the sort of bandits and soldiers she might find in those taverns back home. All told, after a couple of failed attempts and a couple more near-disasters averted only by massive amounts of fast-talking and verbal backpedaling, it ended up taking her quite a while to collect those business cards.