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fandomhigh2013-12-02 03:50 pm
justonecondition) wrote in fandomhigh2013-12-02 03:50 pm
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Anger Management and Emotional Control | Monday | Period 1
"Hello," Bruce greeted the class in the hallway that led to the Danger Shop. "I hope everyone who celebrates Thanksgiving had a pleasant one. Or a tolerable one, at least."
He swung his arms purposefully. "Last week I was a substitute teacher for a class called Breaking Things, and it reminded me of a means of anger management I hadn't conceived of as being productive. But since we can work with simulations, that's not an issue for us. However, I want to remind you that destruction in the real world usually has consequences, and it's one of the anger outlets that we're trying to avoid resorting to."
With that, he opened the door to the Danger Shop, revealing a round room lined with shelves of glass objects, with a large, deep pit in the middle of the floor.
"Please don't throw anything at your classmates," he said, hopefully unnecessarily. "Otherwise, it's all yours."
He swung his arms purposefully. "Last week I was a substitute teacher for a class called Breaking Things, and it reminded me of a means of anger management I hadn't conceived of as being productive. But since we can work with simulations, that's not an issue for us. However, I want to remind you that destruction in the real world usually has consequences, and it's one of the anger outlets that we're trying to avoid resorting to."
With that, he opened the door to the Danger Shop, revealing a round room lined with shelves of glass objects, with a large, deep pit in the middle of the floor.
"Please don't throw anything at your classmates," he said, hopefully unnecessarily. "Otherwise, it's all yours."
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So he was picking up those glass objects, and then tossing them toward the pit in the floor, trying to hit them with his eye blasts before they could land.
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This, however? She called in her Green, letting the feel of the stone settle around her neck as she pulled her Craft to her, glass objects rising one-by-one into the air and beginning to circle the pit. One, two, three, five, seven... Surreal was going to see how many she could get going - and hold - without crashing into other people's destructive tendencies.
And then she'd smash them all at once for a nice, big, bang.
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