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How To Avoid Misadventure, Monday, Period 4

When students entered the Danger Shop, they would find their teachers... already in a bit of a conversation.

"That," Alistair said, gesturing at the simulated... illusionary... thing standing frozen next to him, "Is not a proper darkspawn."

"Is there such a thing as an improper darkspawn?" Morrigan asked, poking at it with the tip of her staff. "'Tis ugly, as they are. Perhaps 'tis but a deformed 'spawn. Or its mother dropped it as a childling."

"Fine, I'll give you ugly," Alistair said. He was fighting the urge to pull the creature's face into funny shapes while it was standing there like that. "But it's not exactly a hurlock, is it? It doesn't even look like it'd make for a very good genlock, I mean, look at the teeth..." He paused. "...But right, darkspawn are darkspawn."

Really weird darkspawn.

"And darkspawn, children, are not friendly," Morrigan said, turning to regard their students. "Those who are on a quest often find themselves chased or doing the chasing, by forces friendly or hostile."

"So today we'll really be putting your packing skills to the test," Alistair said, his face smoothing out until serious earnestly remained. "Take the bags you packed last week, and go from here," he pointed at the ground, "to there," 'there' being 'down the hill, across the field and through the bushes to that fortress over there', "While several of these lovely gentlemen are chasing you."

He patted the frozen sort-of-darkspawn on the shoulder.

"Now shoo," Morrigan said encouragingly as she waved a hand to start the simulation. "Unless you want to become their lunch."

[[Wait for the OCD AND BE GOOD LJ.]]

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Like HOLY CRAP LJ. SERIOUSLY.

Warren Worthington III

(NO REALLY, LJ. SERIOUSLY.)

Miley Ray Stewart

WTFFFFFFF.

Angelica Jones

GOD, LJ.

Elphaba Thropp

(How about a little fire, LJ?)

Claudia Donovan

I actually had to, like, work today. . . .

Bart Allen

Billy Kaplan

[Booooo LJ, booooo.]

Kate Daniels

Quinn Fabray

Hank Venture

Mercy Thompson

[4th attempt's the charm?]

Princess Ariel

That is one pretty ugly not-a-proper-darkspawn, right there. Try not to stare at it too intently while the teachers do their thing.

Warren was pretty sure that he'd faced down uglier since coming to Fandom. He really couldn't tell you when, at least not while he stared at the ugly guy that the teachers were going on about, but... you know. At some point, he totally had.

Probably.

It was just a holographic image, right? It couldn't really hurt her, right?

No matter how much she told herself, there was no way she wasn't going to run like hell.

Hank peered at the darkspawn, trying to remember if any of the monsters he'd come up against looked like that. A few generic undead things, maybe. It was hard to tell.

"Cheer up, grumpy-puss," he told the scowling visage. "At least your mother doesn't dress you funny."

Your new friends don't look friendly. RUN!!!

Warren wasn't so sure that he'd be cheating if he used the abilities that nature had, er, blessed him with in order to get himself to the fortress without too much hassle. It wasn't like the bag that he'd packed was too heavy for him, after all. He could make the flight and do so while carrying somebody else and their bag, as well.

But that wasn't what the instructions had said, and so, while he'd considered flying, he'd wound up just sucking it up and running anyhow. He didn't lose much time. The ugly guys behind him were incentive enough to keep going fast.

Angelica hoisted her bag over her shoulder and ran. She stumbled at the top of the hill and actually rolled down part of it, allowing the creatures to gain ground. That prompted her to become airborne for a few moments until she got some more distance between then.

Bart had run back from the fort in time to see Angelica fall. This was his chance to be a hero. He remembered her from his other class and she was nice.

Maybe if he ran in circles at the bottom of the hill to make an air cushion underneath her... oh, she was flying? huh. okay.

So he slowed down and ran alongside her. He waved "That was neat."

Angelica had a few seconds of panic at someone seeing her use her powers, but forced herself to relax. This was Fandom. It was okay not to hide it.

She smiled shyly as she touched back down to the ground. "Um, thanks," she said, blushing a little. "You think so? I'm not supposed to do that back home. I keep forgetting I won't get in trouble for it here."

Bart nodded, then looked behind them at the things following, then back at her. "Yeah, Max never lets me show off back home."

He runs back to the darkspawn, making faces and sticking his tongue out at them, then ran back to her. "It's fun, though."

"Wow!" Angelica said, watching him. She'd seen Jetstream move pretty fast, but that had been through the air, not running like Bart.

"That's so cool! Are you a mutant, too?" she asked.

[ooc: I'm about to head to bed -- slow play OK?]

"A... Mutant? Um... no." Bart had to think about that for a while. He wasn't sure he knew what a mutant was, but he was pretty sure Barry or Wally or... someone would have told him if he were one of them.

"I can access the SpeedForce. It's a fundamental force of the universe. It lets me run real fast... and some other things, but the running is the main part." Bart liked this whole "being able to show off powers" thing.

"So you can fly? Are you a hero too? Are you with a team? What's your superhero name? Mine's Impulse." Bart talked almost as fast as he ran, but she was another hero, this was exciting.

[ooc: Yeah, sure, no problem. I should sleep too.]

"Firestar," Angelica said, twisting the gold bracelet around her wrist, hoping Emma wouldn't get mad if she ever found out she was talking to someone like this. "I'm not really a hero. Or on a team. I mean, at my old school there were the Hellions, but I usually don't do stuff with them because Ms. Frost is worried I'd hurt someone."

"Ooh, good name." Bart darted out to the fort, then back to Angelica. Running so slowly was tough.

"Yeah, Max wasn't so thrilled when I joined Young Justice. But I overheard him say that being around them might be good for me. Teams are good. They're fun too."

Angelica was getting dizzy watching him run, but she was smiling as she jogged in the direction of the fort. "The people at my old school weren't always so nice," she confessed, "and we had to hide our powers from the students who weren't mutants. It kind of weird not having to here. It feels good, though."

Bart smiled back. "Oh, seriously. I know. It's great to be able to run as fast as I want and not have to worry about Max yelling at me or some supervillain trying to kill me."

"So... what's a Mutant?" He was clearly curious, but didn't really want to admit he didn't know what she was talking about.

"They're people who are born with a genetic trait that gives them powers," Angelica said, a frown crossing her face. "It's not necessarily bad, but most people...they hate us. Or they're afraid. So we have to hide what we can do and be careful normal people don't find out and hurt us."

Bart frowned. "That doesn't seem fair. I'm sorry. Where I come from people with powers are either heroes or villains. People like the heroes and don't like the villains." He thought for a minute. "Max says it's more complicated than that, but people even like Batman and he's scary."

He sighed. "We don't use our powers and stuff in public because villains like to go after our families and stuff. So not cool."

"People think we're dangerous," Angelica said sadly. She concentrated for a moment, very carefully using her powers so that she began to radiate light and heat to show Bart what she could do.

"If I'm not really careful, I could start a fire by accident," she said. "Ms. Frost was teaching me how to control my powers before she sent me here."

Bart gazed at her, kinda amazed, running without thinking. He tripped over a rock and only barely managed to recover.

"Neat. I can just run real fast and vibrate through walls and such. Max has been teaching me to be a better hero, but I'm not sure how much more I need to learn."

"Ms. Frost says she has special things she wants me to do but she needs to make sure I can use my powers well first," Angelica said, her smile returning. She couldn't wait to find out so she could repay Emma for all she'd done for her. "But there are other groups of mutants who might try to use me to to bad things."

Like the X-Men. Except they were nice to her, which still had her confused.

Bart thought back for a moment. "Yeah, Max likes to tell me that I'm going to be the next Flash someday. I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon, though."

He took a deep breath and smiled at her. "It's neat to meet all these heroes here. And to not worry about secret identities or villains trying to kidnap me all the time. Though I kinda miss my friends."

Angelica fidgeted with her bracelet. "I didn't have many friends in my old school," she said. "And there were normal students there so I still had to hide what I could do. But here it's so different. Even with getting turned into a pony. It's nice to be able to learn to be myself."

She flashed a smile at Bart. "Maybe we could make our own superhero team here. But there don't seem to be many supervillains to fight."

Tempting fate, she was.

Bart's eyes gleamed. "Oooh. Yeah. That would be awesome. I mean, Tim and Conner would be sad if I didn't come back, but that would be so cool."

"And plus, half the fun of a superhero team is just hanging out and having fun, then being awesome and beating up villains when they pop up."

"I've got to go back to Massachusetts when Ms. Frost says the, um, renovations are done," Angelica said, still sticking to that lie because she didn't want to talk about what Empath had done to her. "But we could make a team while we're here. It'd be good practice, too!"

Wait. The task was to run? As in getting from point A to point B really fast? Bart grinned one of the biggest grins any of his classmates had seen.

After everyone else had started running, Bart was stretching for a few seconds, then he was off. There was a blur of big feet and floppy hair and he was already in the fort. He put his bag of stuff down and ran back to see how people were doing.

This was where Quinn was grateful she had both packed light and trained under Ms. Sylvester. She grimaced, ran for it, and made it with only a few close calls.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHH SUPER RUNAWAY!!!"

Running away from monsters was something Hank excelled at. He'd packed light, which helped. It quickly didn't matter, anyway, since he managed to get the pack snagged on the branch of a lone, easily-avoided tree and had to abandon it there.

He stumbled and fell a few times, but managed to make it safely to the fort well ahead of the monster things.

Running was something Mercy could do easily. And more than human fast. So she did.

You're not being chased anymore! Take it easy. You guys have earned it if you've made it this far.

If LJ lets either of them, or any of you guys, ping in.

LJ's tomfoolery ate your regularly scheduled OCD-poster, so I tacked it up!

Curse you, LJ. You and your tomfoolery both.

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