fandomhigh | The Fifteen Labors of Fandom, Session 2, Period 1

Hercules had invited the class to meet in front of the Danger Shop, as today's task would involve some action packed adventure. Once the class had gathered, he clapped his hands together with excitement. He again was wearing his 'battle toga', with the addition of a baby Bjorn... which contained a chihuahua. Which Hercules wasn't even really acknowledging as he greeted the class.

"If you are familiar with my history, you know that one of my famous tasks was to slay the many headed hydra. If you cut off one head, two more would grow back in its place. Such a concept would inspire an entire group of green-suited fiendish evil doers who call themselves HYDRA. I believe they were run by a fellow with a red skull for a head, and battled with the mighty and magnificent Captain America. Today... you will do battle with this HYDRA. Those of you who cannot fight them head on may find other ways to help your more battle minded classmates. Once the mighty HYDRA commander has been toppled, your labor shall be complete!" Hercules said.

He opened the doors to the Danger Shop. "Enter now, and engage in adventure!"

[ooc: ~~Wait for OCD, please~~ Open class! Hail HYDRA!]

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One could presumably sneak across the hangar, using the distraction from the people smashing their way through. Or perhaps you could get into one of the planes and just drive it across the hangar in the confusion... or perhaps you could knock out a couple HYDRA agents and wear their uniforms.... the options are endless!

As forward as Rosella liked to be, she figured the distraction was best left to her classmates who were better equipped for that sort of thing, while she, already in the shadows, tried to sneak around to a better point where she might find something useful.

It just so happened that the useful for her came in the form of surprising a poor lackey. She couldn't bear to just bash him on the head and take his uniform, so the poor thing was subjected to just being grappled from behind and, after a bit of struggle, found himself down to his unmentionables and tied up with a princess slipping out of her dress and into his uniform. Turns out one of them probably did have a penchant for rope, but Rosella had found it and used it to her own advantage.

"So sorry about this," she offered, fitting herself into the uniform and wondering if any of the agents were female, which would make this much easier and her less suspect. "But we can't let you do....whatever bad thing it is you're doing. Zounds, but these uniforms are snug, aren't they?"

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