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fandomhigh2013-07-12 08:58 am
bitten_notshy) wrote in fandomhigh2013-07-12 08:58 am
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Detecting 101, Friday, Period 2
It was one of those days again, which meant Jack's entrance into the class was underscored by some mumbly singing. You think you're alone until you realize you're in it/ Now fear is here to stay, love is here for a visit/They call it instant justice when it's past the legal limit/Someone's scratching at the window, I wonder who is it?/The detectives come to check if you belong to the parents...
Jack cleared his throat rather loudly. "Hi. I apologize for the singing, I promise you didn't accidentally sign up for Musicals 101. Anyhow, welcome to Detecting 101 -- or, how to be a sneak for fun and profit. I'm Jack Priest. Call me Jack or Mr. Priest, I really don't care. As for why I'm leading this class, my guardian was one of the great detectives of our age. I don't claim to be on his level -- quite -- but I certainly know enough to teach a summer course about it. I'm told the lovely Minako Aino will be my assistant, but if you'd like to be a second TA, please see me after class. I never object to additional help."
"Housekeeping out of the way ... the first thing you need to consider as a detective," Jack said, leaning back against his desk, "is who you want to be. I don't only mean false names or disguises, though sometimes those are necessary. What I mean is how to present yourself. For example, if you're trying to trail someone into a posh restaurant, you want to look like the type of person who's perfectly at home in that kind of restaurant. If you need to talk to someone at a gym, you want to seem like an athlete. If you seem uncomfortable or out of place, you won't get much past the front door. And if you're following someone covertly, you want to blend into the crowd as much as possible."
He spoke on the topic for several more minutes, then gestured to the racks of clothing and makeup tables at the side of the room. "And there are your materials. Get yourselves prettied up for a role you can imagine playing, then we'll regroup for introductions. I'd like to hear your names and why you dressed as you did -- but if you want to give a false name, I won't hold it against you."
Jack cleared his throat rather loudly. "Hi. I apologize for the singing, I promise you didn't accidentally sign up for Musicals 101. Anyhow, welcome to Detecting 101 -- or, how to be a sneak for fun and profit. I'm Jack Priest. Call me Jack or Mr. Priest, I really don't care. As for why I'm leading this class, my guardian was one of the great detectives of our age. I don't claim to be on his level -- quite -- but I certainly know enough to teach a summer course about it. I'm told the lovely Minako Aino will be my assistant, but if you'd like to be a second TA, please see me after class. I never object to additional help."
"Housekeeping out of the way ... the first thing you need to consider as a detective," Jack said, leaning back against his desk, "is who you want to be. I don't only mean false names or disguises, though sometimes those are necessary. What I mean is how to present yourself. For example, if you're trying to trail someone into a posh restaurant, you want to look like the type of person who's perfectly at home in that kind of restaurant. If you need to talk to someone at a gym, you want to seem like an athlete. If you seem uncomfortable or out of place, you won't get much past the front door. And if you're following someone covertly, you want to blend into the crowd as much as possible."
He spoke on the topic for several more minutes, then gestured to the racks of clothing and makeup tables at the side of the room. "And there are your materials. Get yourselves prettied up for a role you can imagine playing, then we'll regroup for introductions. I'd like to hear your names and why you dressed as you did -- but if you want to give a false name, I won't hold it against you."
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As she looked through the racks, she started humming, then singing. "...we get around in hand me downs. 'Cos nothing in the world comes easy for us, even when it looks that way, and I'm still getting' round in the same stuff, I wore around in '98."
...the hell?
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Gert wasn't a huge fan of costumes and dressing up to make some kind of point, but she guessed she could see how it would be useful from a detective standpoint. Still, there was no way she wasn't going to be instantly recognizable wherever she went because of the purple hair -- unless she happened to be on a stakeout somewhere where everyone had weirdly-colored hair.
She claimed a black dress and tights and hunted around for heeled boots to match, hoping she didn't manage to look completely idiotic in what she was putting together. But that probably was a lot to hope for.
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Walking shoes, fanny pack, sunglasses, hat; oh yes, she was your typical Japanese tourist!
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She was going to die. Right here, right now.
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Probably more smugly than was deserved, all things considered.
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Although she was still humming along with the tune under her breath.
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Which he hoped would be understood as a euphemism for sing your little heart out.
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It was that or social worker, and she didn't feel like answering the kinds of questions the second'd bring up.
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He was curious how long the bubbly facade would hold.
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Unaware of the danger of a musical interlude, Emma pretended to snap some gum. "Daddy's in business," she said. "So he travels a lot. My mom travels too, for her charity work. They're very important people."
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Well, okay. A reprise of Sholeh's song from earlier was not what Zeela was expecting. But it was fitting (http://blog.maraisusa.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/astrid-berges-frisbey-ss02.jpg) enough for what she was wearing. So she was going to roll her eyes and keep going. "I'm Zephyra. Socialite. Cold. Playful. Wealthy and giving absolutely no fucks about anyone other than myself."
This costume was the furthest away from herself that she could choose.
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::I can't believe you named yourself after our mother.::
=It works better than either Medusah or Morragen! Now keep coming with snotty lines, okay?=
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=Are you sure that's a thing?=
*It's a thing, believe me.*
"...a reality show about the less fortunate. And it looks good, since my parents are on the Board of Trustees. Look! Our family cares about this school!"
=You read the dumbest things, Sholeh.=
::I told you! This is all stuff I got from those stupid magazines from the library the other day!::
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