fandomhigh | Everything's a Weapon, Wednesday, Period 1

This week's Danger Shop setup probably gave most students an idea right away as to just what sort of trouble Reno had lined up for you today. There was a gray haze in the air from a few smokers across the room, playing cards at a table. People were knocking back drinks left and right. A jukebox was playing Jailhouse Rock, just barely audible over the noises of the people talking and drinking in the bar. No bar on the island, mind. This one was a little larger and a lot busier than those ones typically were.

All the better for keeping the moving targets coming, really.

"Yo, rookies! This week, I'm gonna keep it simple and straightforward." He nodded to the bar scene behind himself. "You're out drinking for some kinda party. Some asshole says something untoward about some other asshole's.. I dunno... fashion sense or something, and suddenly you're right in the middle of the biggest bar brawl this side of Ingvar, yo."

Behind him, one of the simulated men stood, yelling. Another grabbed a bottle and flipped the table out of the way in order to lunge at him.

"You got the entire population of the bar up and fighting now, and the exit is all the way on the other side of the room. Yeah, they're gonna try to drag you in, and yeah, they're using improvised weapons, too. Mostly bottles, chairs, pool cues... Not much variety, but they're wielding them well, yo. Your mission is to either survive until the cops show up to wrangle these losers, or to find your way out before the cops show up. And remember, no powers, yo."

Reno loved his job. He was going to smirk, take a seat at the bar, and order a drink (simulated though it was) as all hell broke loose in the room.

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If you can get to where he's sitting and drinking through the crowd, and all.

Mmmm, mai tais.

He's got nobody to impress, here.

Eleanor felt a little dumb staying behind to ask this, but perhaps she ought to.

"You said no powers," she said, carefully. "What about ones we can't control?"

She might have chosen to flee the scene, were she a normal human being. But she wasn't, so that impacted her decision-making.

"You can't control what you can't control," Reno replied with a shrug. "Is it something that could potentially put your classmates in danger? That's all I care about when it comes to shit your body just does on its own, yo."

He was easy.

"Oh, nothing like that," Eleanor said quickly. "I mean, anything potentially harmful is under my control. I meant more ... I heal fast, I move fast, and I'm stronger than I ought to be. So I feel a bit as though I'm cheating, using that when you say 'no powers,' but it isn't as though I've the option of going without."

Reno considered that for a moment, tilting his head and setting down his drink.

"Yeah, I can see how that'd be tricky to rein in," he allowed. "Healing fast is something that won't even come up in this class because of the Danger Shop, at least, but I can see how it'd lead to you bein' less concerned about bein' hurt in the first place, yo. Strength and speed are hard to dial back, too."

He frowned thoughtfully, and then added, "But in the end, what I'm lookin' for here is how resourceful you are with whatever I've provided, yo. I'm talkin' about not tryin' to make use of what's made available to you and just jumpin' straight to using magic or whatever. I saw Celia the other week usin' telekinesis to swing an umbrella around, and I called her out on that. That's a power she made a deliberate choice to use, instead of pickin' the thing up herself."

Powers always were a sticky subject, though. It had been tricky figuring out where the line was drawn back when he was attending Fight Club, too, if he remembered correctly.

"If she has full control over her magic, why not use it?" Eleanor asked -- not argumentatively, just curious. "Is the idea to adapt to one's surroundings, in case the powers are to be taken away? Or simply not to cheat through the assignment? I keep from teleporting in class, as that counts as a power, but that can't be taken away from me, either, whereas in a real-life situation, I might make that choice."

"Little bit of both, honestly," Reno replied with a shrug. "I'm obviously not gonna fault anybody for usin' their powers in a real situation, but the spirit of this class is to use your head, to work the environment to your advantage, yo. If the weapons you're pickin' up aren't working for you without resorting to powers first, then you can do better. And here's the place to challenge that, to challenge yourself without havin' to worry about what'll happen if you're not flyin' around or throwing lightning spells around or whatever, yo."

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