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fandomhigh2014-06-18 09:21 am
raspberryturk) wrote in fandomhigh2014-06-18 09:21 am
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The Day After Doomsday, Wednesday, Period 4
"Aaaalright." So, Reno had missed a few classes, and now the term was over. He licked his lips as he looked over the students gathered in the Danger Shop. "So I was a bit AWOL back there. I trust my Rookie and Rikku had you in pretty good hands the past couple weeks. If they didn't... Hey, means you get a trial by fire now, don't you."
The entire room shimmered, taking the students back to a scenario similar to the one that Reno had set up for their introductions class several weeks back. They were surrounded by a vast expanse of desert with no readily available water in sight. The sky was a sickly shade of spinach green, and in their immediate area, they were standing in what had presumably once been a thriving city, considering how huge it was. It was a pity that it was all sitting in ruins now, a sort of double-decker heap of twisted metal and shattered glass with very little that was still recognizable as a livable building or functional vehicle.
"Welcome to my home," Reno said, his tone almost eerily devoid of inflection, today. "Midgar, at ground zero. Millions dead, literally nothing will grow in the dirt in and around the city. No food, very little shelter, no water, the place is crawling with monsters, the entire city is radioactive, our best fuel source has been rendered impossible to use, and the world government was located at the middle of that city full of wreckage. Presumably, the guy in charge is dead. Try not to die. Anything else you do today is up to you, but you're going to want to do it as a group, aren't you?"
And then he turned around and walked away, taking a seat among the ruins to watch.
Yeah, that was it.
[Open!]
The entire room shimmered, taking the students back to a scenario similar to the one that Reno had set up for their introductions class several weeks back. They were surrounded by a vast expanse of desert with no readily available water in sight. The sky was a sickly shade of spinach green, and in their immediate area, they were standing in what had presumably once been a thriving city, considering how huge it was. It was a pity that it was all sitting in ruins now, a sort of double-decker heap of twisted metal and shattered glass with very little that was still recognizable as a livable building or functional vehicle.
"Welcome to my home," Reno said, his tone almost eerily devoid of inflection, today. "Midgar, at ground zero. Millions dead, literally nothing will grow in the dirt in and around the city. No food, very little shelter, no water, the place is crawling with monsters, the entire city is radioactive, our best fuel source has been rendered impossible to use, and the world government was located at the middle of that city full of wreckage. Presumably, the guy in charge is dead. Try not to die. Anything else you do today is up to you, but you're going to want to do it as a group, aren't you?"
And then he turned around and walked away, taking a seat among the ruins to watch.
Yeah, that was it.
[Open!]
Re: Survive.
Sadly, a search through Kathy's own stupidly-tiny pockets also brought up nothing useful. "You know, I remember Yeul saying something about having a ton of stuff with her in a class one day," she said. "Let me see if she has something useful?"
She jogged over to talk to Yeul and several minutes later came back looking rather dazed. "So, umm, among other things, she has ninety-nine tents in her pockets."
Re: Survive.
"She has the big pockets," he said, with a delighted little laugh. "Fantastic. Did you ask about food and water, or just the tents? Not that those aren't more than a good start."
Re: Survive.
"She has a lot of various stuff in there," Kathy said,
vague because of ongoing conversation. "I'm not saying we could live on the stuff in her pockets, but it might not be too terribly hard, either. I guess the next thing we should do is figure out what we want to do. I mean, surviving out here for an hour isn't that hard, so there's got to be more."