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

Today, Reno's class would find the Danger Shop set up as a library. No library in particular, really, mostly to keep any of the students from getting any ideas about just herding whatever the enemy of the week was into Special Collections and being done with it.

"Yeah, this week you've got some limited options," Reno began, gesturing around their surroundings. "You got books, the bookshelves themselves, and if you wander toward the back there's a few toys and pillows in the little kid section, yo. Remember rookies, no powers you can actively control and no outside weapons in this class - that includes lighters, Kathy. You gotta get by in this class by your wits and what you pick up in your surroundings, or else what the hell am I teaching this for, anyway?"

He gave his hands a clap and gave the group a wicked little grin, just as a wildcat roar cut through the room. Because sure, it was totally normal to unleash a pack of coeurls in a library, right?

Well, even if it wasn't, students were going to have to deal with it, now.

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"Thermite," Barry said with a grin as he assisted Celia with the other bookcase. "Or at least the making of thermite. Old printer cartridges have carbon and iron powder. Throw together that with the aluminum and we got ourselves a fucking party."

"Wait, like -- like a bomb?" Celia probably shouldn't have been so gleeful over that. "Barry, you're a genius."

Duh.

"Well it won't blow up the building," Barry said looking through some of the books on the bookshelves. "But it'll keep those a-hole cats away from us. I just need some paper for wadding and some ignition."

He frowned.

"I hate destroying books. I mean these are what people use to entertain their minds and-"

Barry saw something on the shelves and then grabbed a certain set of books from the shelves. He immediately began tearing them apart.

"Nevermind. They got the entire Dusk collection. Sparkly vampires fucking suck."

"Sparkly vampires?" Celia wrinkled her nose, but grabbed the thickest of the books and threw it behind the barricade. "They're not real, anyway. It's a -- what do you call it? Simu-something? I'd never destroy real books, but...leave me the bigger ones to throw at the damned cats, just in case."

"True, they're holograms but... Well the concept is not one I treasure," Barry said as he started cutting up some of the aluminum cans into small tiny strips.

"Well, of course not, but I also don't treasure the idea of being eaten by giant cats," Celia pointed out, huffing with annoyance as she lugged another heavy book over.

"Oh sure, if you want to prioritize things," Barry joked as he started to assemble some thermite... well bombs are too strong of a word. "Then again how often are you going to find yourself attacked by giant cats in a fucking library?"

"On this island?" Celia retorted, arching a brow. "I don't think we can rule it out, Barry."

"Well it's a fucking first for me," Barry said stripping the casing from the wires on the power cord from the copier. "And I once fought of an invasion of alien hitmen. Another time savages from another dimension. Then there was the US government black ops division..."

Barry could go on if you'd let him.

"I'm just glad that brain of yours doesn't count as a power," Celia said, interrupting him because really. She could hear the list another time. "As much as it seems to get you into trouble, we need it right now."

"What? Are you calling me a troublemaker?" Barry asked with fake indignation as he pushed a plant out of the way to get to an outlet. "I think I might be offended."

He so wasn't offended.

"Oh, and nobody touch the bare wires unless they want to die."

See? Helpful. Not a troublemaker.

Everything's a Weapon, Wednesday, Period 1

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