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How To Avoid Misadventure, Monday
"'Ello there, students," Alistair said, his accent only a little overexaggerated. He felt naked without his sword around, though he did still have his shield firmly tied to his back. (He'd protested that it was 'mostly decorative, unless someone takes a swing at me', and then he'd pointed out that it didn't even have any sharp bits, and...) He looked cheerful, though, and if the armor he was wearing was heavy, he wasn't admitting to it. "Welcome to How To Avoid Misadventure Class. I'm Alistair, I'm a Grey Warden, and I've got a fair bit of experience with misadventure, if I do say so myself." Beat. "Which I do. Anyway, this lovely creepy woman over here is..."
"Tis certain, one of your instructors is more prone to misadventure and stupidity over the other," Morrigan added sweetly. "Luckily for you, 'tis not I."
"I am called Morrigan. And as you are being inflicted with the misadventures of a Warden not yet old enough to be without his masters, I am here to provide balance, not being prone to misadventure myself."
Mostly because any issues Morrigan ran into were easily dealt with using fire or fangs, but that was a small detail.
"Really," Alistair said. His eyebrow lifted. "I find that very hard to believe. What was that your mother wrote about stockings...?"
He had limited blackmail material, but by the Maker, he'd use it.
"My mother says whatever amuses her most, and 'tis not usually worth it to question her meaning," Morrigan stated. "But if we are to discuss mothers, please, enlighten us about yours. Did she put your name in your socks for you, or did you start that after joining the Wardens?"
"My mother is dead, not that it's any of your business," Alistair said. Mildly. "The Templars put their names on their socks, it's how we keep them apart in the laundry, if you've ever heard of that at all."
"You cannot wash your own clothes, and thus, must rely on someone else to do it for you," she replied smartly. "Tell me, how does it feel not to know how to use soap?"
"Why don't you tell me?" Alistair asked. "I feel like I have to constantly move to stay upwind from you."
It was clear they had completely forgotten the point of the lesson by now.
Perhaps Alistair had, but Morrigan didn't expect much else from a baby Warden. "Let this be your first lesson," she sighed. "Always be sure to choose your own party members, least ye be stuck with someone less than desirable."
"Yeah, yeah, blah, blah," Alistair said, rolling his eyes. "Let's get around to the first exercises, shall we? 'I'm going on adventure, and I'm taking with me...'"
"Tis certain, one of your instructors is more prone to misadventure and stupidity over the other," Morrigan added sweetly. "Luckily for you, 'tis not I."
"I am called Morrigan. And as you are being inflicted with the misadventures of a Warden not yet old enough to be without his masters, I am here to provide balance, not being prone to misadventure myself."
Mostly because any issues Morrigan ran into were easily dealt with using fire or fangs, but that was a small detail.
"Really," Alistair said. His eyebrow lifted. "I find that very hard to believe. What was that your mother wrote about stockings...?"
He had limited blackmail material, but by the Maker, he'd use it.
"My mother says whatever amuses her most, and 'tis not usually worth it to question her meaning," Morrigan stated. "But if we are to discuss mothers, please, enlighten us about yours. Did she put your name in your socks for you, or did you start that after joining the Wardens?"
"My mother is dead, not that it's any of your business," Alistair said. Mildly. "The Templars put their names on their socks, it's how we keep them apart in the laundry, if you've ever heard of that at all."
"You cannot wash your own clothes, and thus, must rely on someone else to do it for you," she replied smartly. "Tell me, how does it feel not to know how to use soap?"
"Why don't you tell me?" Alistair asked. "I feel like I have to constantly move to stay upwind from you."
It was clear they had completely forgotten the point of the lesson by now.
Perhaps Alistair had, but Morrigan didn't expect much else from a baby Warden. "Let this be your first lesson," she sighed. "Always be sure to choose your own party members, least ye be stuck with someone less than desirable."
"Yeah, yeah, blah, blah," Alistair said, rolling his eyes. "Let's get around to the first exercises, shall we? 'I'm going on adventure, and I'm taking with me...'"

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Karla sat back and grinned a bit. And to think, she'd been afraid she'd missed out by not taking Deadpool's bantering class.
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She eventually tuned in enough to decide she liked these two. The girl was sharp and the guy was hot, and she could think of worse ways to spend eight weeks than listening to them.
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Oh yeah, he'd almost forgotten what it was like when a class had more than one teacher around here.
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like a good dog! Good dog!and listened attentively to the lecture.Occasionally he would scratch his ear.
And also wonder what adventuring had anything to do with laundry.
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Exercise #1!
One of you start, the next one repeats what they said and adds in a second object, and so on!
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Morrigan finds this a lot less inane than Alistair's game.
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"Can it be a tie?" The orgy had come the closest to actually killing her, but Agio had been the most terrifying. On so many levels.
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"Well, I've never had anything really life-threatening happen to me," Miley prefaced. "But one time I lied to the DMV and I was in jail for, like, four and a half hours."
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"Well," she said, "I've been chased by a few sharks before, and that can be pretty scary and life-threatening, but I think the biggest one happened last summer. It's what brought me here. I had been cursed by a witch, who was going to turn me into seaweed for her garden if I didn't manage to get someone to kiss me by the end of three months. She had my voice, too, which made it even more difficult, and it just about nearly happened, too, but Daddy found out what had happened and helped defeat Ursula so that she couldn't own my soul or bring ruin to the kingdom, which was her plan the whole time."
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"Um, some of my classmates once tricked me into doing something bad," she said, "and we tried to take something that didn't belong to us. But the other people were really forgiving."
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"Most life-threatening experience... well, I did crash my guardian's Porsche into a tree... The crash didn't kill me, but I was pretty sure he was going to."
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"Probably when I got kidnapped by gremlins, ended up the prisoner of a mad king in ridiculously tight pants, and then thrown into a giant hole when I tried to escape."
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