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"I'm sure most of you are keen on leaving this class early," Magneto announced as he walked into the danger shop precisely as the bell rang. "Rest assured your homecoming activities can wait. Fun and frivolity has it's place. So does knowledge."

"Before the fall break we watch a movie," he continued as he began his regular circuit around the room. "About a man and his desire for a free country for his people. You may ask: what made that man different from others? For that I can give you a simple answer: conviction. As I mentioned before, just because you may take the option of non-violence does not mean it's going to be easy."

He gave his students a sinister grin and snapped his fingers. The danger shop swift changed from blank walls to what appeared to be a modern day protest. The only switch to this that there were counter protesters on the other side.

"Today, we're going to test your conviction," Magneto said with a malevolent look of glee. "And just see how well you can do. If you wish to bow out... you may. However that may tell me more about you than any other class you have taken with me so far."

He pointed at the protest going on and gestured for the class to join in. "Begin."

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Well the counter protesters have now found a heap of squishy vegetables and have begun to fling them at you. Isn't that nice?

Cassidy ducked and tried to avoid the stuff being thrown at her -- and then remembered she had a shield and pulled up a yellow-strengthed one.

Yellow, which might have had a Green sliding under it to add some power.

And Surreal looking totally innocent over where she was lounging against a wall, picking at her nails and ignoring everything.

Um... ew...

Evan ducked the first squishy tomato, made a face about it, and then started kind of using the other oncoming veggies as target practice with some carefully-aimed eye-beams.

He wasn't going to hurt anyone, but projectile vegetables were fair game.

"We're tired of dealing with your filth! Why don't you deal with it for a change!"

Karla was just going to lob them right back, catching them in midair and hurling them back with Craft. "If you don't want to get dirty, stay behind me," she advised her fellow classmates and other random protesters, a shield flickering into life.

Well, the beglittered sign worked well as a shield, if you asked Loki. Which is what he was now using it as.

Just be glad he was in class.

This was just a waste of good food. Ridiculous.

Surreal caught a not-too-rotten tomato, peeled away the mold-bit, and then took a bite. She wasn't particularly concerned about getting dirty, no, and she hadn't even bothered putting up a shield. And she might as well have lunch.

Ok, Surreal, Cassidy was just going to grin at you for that. Like she needed more reasons to think you were amazing?

Yeah, fine, now Ace went for every single word she'd ever learned from Manisha's brothers and a couple of things in Punjabi she'd heard behind the disco whose meaning she only had vague context clues for and might well just be a polite way of saying 'please knock out three of my front teeth now' but probably not.

It wasn't that she was less pissed off now; it's that it took more concentration to remember her whole catalog, and that stopped her from throwing things back.

Zen. Korra was so freaking Zen right now like you wouldn't believe. Really she was.

Billy copied Cassidy, and put a shield up around himself and anyone standing next to him, to block the vegetables. That was just rude!

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