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fandomhigh2014-03-11 01:51 pm
sith_happened) wrote in fandomhigh2014-03-11 01:51 pm
How to Make Friends and Influence People [Tuesday, March 11, 2014]
Anakin, who'd gotten a visual reminder of the time his son and Gavin Darklighter had thought they'd been Siegfried and Roy, not the most dignified island moment ever, might have let that influence the mood he was in when he'd programmed the Danger Shop.
"Welcome to Geonosis," he said with a wicked smile as each student found themselves handcuffed to a huge stone pillar in the middle of an arena. "Sometimes negotiations go poorly. In this case, they've gone straight to poodoo. You have thirty seconds before your captors will release an acklay--an image of a giant bug helpfully sprang to holographic life before them--"a nexu, and a reek."
More photos helpfully showed what was going to try to eat them.
"Working together, get out of the arena." Anakin smiled. "And girls, you have a hairpin inside your sleeves because when I was in this very same situation--" which said something about the poor choices Anakin had made in his life, "--my first wife was smart enough to have one in her sleeve and used it to pick the lock on her cuffs. I was too busy bickering with my teacher at the time to do something just as useful."
He smiled again. "Welcome to aggressive negotiations."
"Welcome to Geonosis," he said with a wicked smile as each student found themselves handcuffed to a huge stone pillar in the middle of an arena. "Sometimes negotiations go poorly. In this case, they've gone straight to poodoo. You have thirty seconds before your captors will release an acklay--an image of a giant bug helpfully sprang to holographic life before them--"a nexu, and a reek."
More photos helpfully showed what was going to try to eat them.
"Working together, get out of the arena." Anakin smiled. "And girls, you have a hairpin inside your sleeves because when I was in this very same situation--" which said something about the poor choices Anakin had made in his life, "--my first wife was smart enough to have one in her sleeve and used it to pick the lock on her cuffs. I was too busy bickering with my teacher at the time to do something just as useful."
He smiled again. "Welcome to aggressive negotiations."
Re: Get out of your handcuffs!
That was totally because it was chilly on the floor, and not in the least because Elsa was just a touch stressed out after Mercy picked the lock on her own handcuffs. Really.
Re: Get out of your handcuffs!
He nudged the pin into place, worked his fingers some more, and painstakingly pried the cuffs off his wrists. He grinned and wiggled his fingers at Elsa. "See? Just like magic."
Re: Get out of your handcuffs!
She glanced toward the gate that was holding back the big, mean, holographic things that were likely to come smashing after them any moment.
"... We probably don't want to be here when those things get set free."
Re: Get out of your handcuffs!
He didn't run to the entrance of the arena; he had too much pride for that. He did, however, walk very fast.
Re: Get out of your handcuffs!
Elsa was going to run. The last thing she wanted was anyone grabbing her or something, trying to play hero.