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fandomhigh2014-07-09 09:13 am
raspberryturk) wrote in fandomhigh2014-07-09 09:13 am
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Everything's A Weapon, Wednesday, Period One
Notices had been sent out to all the students, informing them to dress for a day at the beach. In the Danger Shop. Anyway, students were met with a typical beach scene when they got to class, complete with burgers and hot dogs on a grill, and a cooler full of sodas and snacks beside it. Several large beach umbrellas offered shade to brightly colored towels leading off to the left, where a beach volleyball net was set up. There were even a few kayaks pulled up out of the water in case anyone wanted to go for a quick ride. There were also several baskets of flip-flops and suntan lotions, just in case anyone was worried about getting burned. In the Danger Shop. Even if that totally wasn't a thing.
“Yo, rookies,” Reno, who was clad in a pair of black swim trunks with happy yellow chocobos all over them, announced with a grin, “you guys have been livin' off in Fort Creepy across the water for the past weeks, so I figured maybe you'd like a break from all that. Beach party day today, yo. I know, I know, how are you ever gonna cope? I say deal, kids. Deal.”
Such a difficult request.
“The food's all real, even if the waves and sun ain't. Get yourselves comfortable and settle in. We got all class here, after all.”
Right. Because this couldn't possibly be a setup.
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“Yo, rookies,” Reno, who was clad in a pair of black swim trunks with happy yellow chocobos all over them, announced with a grin, “you guys have been livin' off in Fort Creepy across the water for the past weeks, so I figured maybe you'd like a break from all that. Beach party day today, yo. I know, I know, how are you ever gonna cope? I say deal, kids. Deal.”
Such a difficult request.
“The food's all real, even if the waves and sun ain't. Get yourselves comfortable and settle in. We got all class here, after all.”
Right. Because this couldn't possibly be a setup.
[Open!]
Re: Sahagin Attack!
Eh, if he ran out, he'd start wielding the coal. You really didn't want to mess with Four when he was in the zone.
Re: Sahagin Attack!
Before she settled in to make her next improvised weapon, Kathy ran back to offer him a bottle of aerosolized bug spray. "Here!" she said, tossing it at his feet. "Just in case you run out of cocktails. It'll get you a flame with decent distance."
Figuring that would hold him over for a time, she ran over to the kayaks and snagged two paddles. Back to the grill (she was keeping this forever and always, amen), where she liberally poured lighter fluid all over the paddles themselves, though careful not to let any run onto the shafts. The paddles went into the grill, the liquid caught flame, and suddenly Kathy was holding two long, heavy, flaming woods weapons.
They probably wouldn't stay on fire for very long, but while they burned they were intimidating as heck.
"Miss me?" she asked, when she returned to Four and held out a Blazing Paddle of Doom (tm).
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He smiled. "Terribly. Nice paddle."
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"Thought you'd appreciate it," she said, handing it over. "Not a thermal torch, but we all have to make sacrifices."
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