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fandomhigh2014-05-06 08:42 pm
raspberryturk) wrote in fandomhigh2014-05-06 08:42 pm
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The Day After Doomsday: Getting By In a Post-Apocalyptic World, Wednesday, Period 4
"Rookies." It had been far too damn long since the last time Reno was standing in the Danger Shop, looking at a classroom full of kids he didn't know. It was kind of like coming home, and that much was apparent in his relaxed posture as he surveyed the group. All around them, the holographic landscape was a barren desert, the sky above them a sickly haze except for the giant burning rock hanging overhead, which managed to dwarf the moon by far. "Heh. Rookies."
Yes, this was his opening line. Hello, class.
"Look up there. That? That up there, is what brought my world as I knew it to a crashing stop. You wanna know what happens when a rock like that falls down from the sky?" He lifted his eyebrows pointedly as he looked at each and every student in his class, one by one. "No. No, you really don't. But you're in this class, so over the next few weeks, you're gonna learn anyway, yo. We watched that bad boy falling down on our heads for weeks, and there wasn't a godsdamned thing we could do to stop it, either. And believe me, we tried. The only reason I'm standing here right now is because the Planet tried even harder. We're gonna cover more than 'rocks fall, everyone dies' scenarios over this term, of course, but I figured, hey, probably not a bad way to catch your attention."
Thanks for that, Gaia.
"This week, we're gonna keep it light, yo. I'm not new to the island, but I'm new to all of you, and I want to know what the hell I'm working with this summer. So, you Rookies are gonna give me your names, tell me any experience you might have with the end of the world, or if you have none, tell me what it is you're hoping to get out of this class. And, if you were to look up in the sky and see that thing, and there was sweet fuck-all you could do to stop it, tell me how you would spend your last few weeks alive. I'm Reno. I'm here teaching this class because I lived that once or twice or... I lost count. And when I was faced with that one up there? First, I got pretty damn drunk. And then I tried to help evacuate what was left of Midgar, my world's biggest city, anyway."
On orders, sure, but that hardly mattered. When you were a Turk, you Did The Job.
"Your turn."
[Open!]
Yes, this was his opening line. Hello, class.
"Look up there. That? That up there, is what brought my world as I knew it to a crashing stop. You wanna know what happens when a rock like that falls down from the sky?" He lifted his eyebrows pointedly as he looked at each and every student in his class, one by one. "No. No, you really don't. But you're in this class, so over the next few weeks, you're gonna learn anyway, yo. We watched that bad boy falling down on our heads for weeks, and there wasn't a godsdamned thing we could do to stop it, either. And believe me, we tried. The only reason I'm standing here right now is because the Planet tried even harder. We're gonna cover more than 'rocks fall, everyone dies' scenarios over this term, of course, but I figured, hey, probably not a bad way to catch your attention."
Thanks for that, Gaia.
"This week, we're gonna keep it light, yo. I'm not new to the island, but I'm new to all of you, and I want to know what the hell I'm working with this summer. So, you Rookies are gonna give me your names, tell me any experience you might have with the end of the world, or if you have none, tell me what it is you're hoping to get out of this class. And, if you were to look up in the sky and see that thing, and there was sweet fuck-all you could do to stop it, tell me how you would spend your last few weeks alive. I'm Reno. I'm here teaching this class because I lived that once or twice or... I lost count. And when I was faced with that one up there? First, I got pretty damn drunk. And then I tried to help evacuate what was left of Midgar, my world's biggest city, anyway."
On orders, sure, but that hardly mattered. When you were a Turk, you Did The Job.
"Your turn."
[Open!]
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