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Doctoring 101
So, last week Navaan had told the class that she'd be explaining to them the finer details of seducing secrets out of people. In the time between that class and this one, there had been evil carnivals, battles, hugging, sleep, alcohol, sex, and illicit substances. Therefore, Navaan couldnt be bothered remembering what she’d said they would talk about this class and had come in with an entirely new class prepared.
Though, lets all be honest. Navaan probably wouldn't have remembered even if none of those things had been involved.
"So, it’s our last day to study doctoring!" she said when the class met up in front of Portalocity. "Which means it's time for us to sit down as a group, discuss the merits and flaws of taking this course and then my methodology as an instructor." She waited just long enough for that to sink in before cackling and waving that away. "Ha! Just kidding! No, don't worry, this last class'll be way more useful!"
Sorry, Ichabod.
"Like most of you saw last weekend, sometimes shit happens and we, as doctors, have a duty to stop it, especially when our patients' health and safety are on the line. At any time, we may be called upon to fend off the attacks of mad gods, evil carnivals, and the most heinous enemies of all, rival doctors. If you find yourself in that position, the easiest thing to do is straight up murder your opponent, preferably when they have no idea that you're there or even that you exist. You can't defend against an enemy you don't know is there!"
She sounded far too cheerful for this. On the other hand, a ridiculous number of your other teachers—and possibly even some of your schoolmates—would agree with her.
"If murdering them is out of the picture for some reason, like they already know what you're planning or they're spending all their time in the sun just so you'll explode if you try, you can also challenge them for superiority. I prefer to challenge my opponents to a trial by fuck, which is a fight without the bit before it gets sexy. If you're really good, you can combine this with the first idea and kill them when they least expect it, but that's only really effective if you've already come first."
It seemed Navaan had decided not to hold back today. At all. You're welcome? Either for this pure look inside her mind or for the past six weeks when she apparently had been holding back. Whichever works best for you.
"If you don’t think you can win a trial--or if you're pretty sure your opponent plans to use it to try to kill you, too--there are lots of other types of challenges you can issue. A drinking challenge is always good. You get to see who holds their alcohol better, which is always important to know, and, if it's you, kill them when they pass out! Games of chance or skill are good choices, too: beer pong, darts, billiards, arm wrestling, who can seduce the most people…"
Yeah, there was probably a theme here. And if you figured out how the final class was going to go, congratulations! That Bat guy might be proud of your deductive reasoning! Or just disappointed you hadn't found a way to escape the class yet. If you hadn't figured out what was up, then having the portal open up in front of a seedy, rundown looking pub in Navaan's world probably came as something of a shock.
For several reasons. But don't worry class! You probably won't get tetanus. Err, you all had had your shots, right?
"So, for our final class, you’re going to have a chance to rise to a challenge and see how you'd do against an enemy." Navaan explained, cheerfully herding them all inside. "Doesn't this sound fun?"
[Comic link is NSFW]
Though, lets all be honest. Navaan probably wouldn't have remembered even if none of those things had been involved.
"So, it’s our last day to study doctoring!" she said when the class met up in front of Portalocity. "Which means it's time for us to sit down as a group, discuss the merits and flaws of taking this course and then my methodology as an instructor." She waited just long enough for that to sink in before cackling and waving that away. "Ha! Just kidding! No, don't worry, this last class'll be way more useful!"
Sorry, Ichabod.
"Like most of you saw last weekend, sometimes shit happens and we, as doctors, have a duty to stop it, especially when our patients' health and safety are on the line. At any time, we may be called upon to fend off the attacks of mad gods, evil carnivals, and the most heinous enemies of all, rival doctors. If you find yourself in that position, the easiest thing to do is straight up murder your opponent, preferably when they have no idea that you're there or even that you exist. You can't defend against an enemy you don't know is there!"
She sounded far too cheerful for this. On the other hand, a ridiculous number of your other teachers—and possibly even some of your schoolmates—would agree with her.
"If murdering them is out of the picture for some reason, like they already know what you're planning or they're spending all their time in the sun just so you'll explode if you try, you can also challenge them for superiority. I prefer to challenge my opponents to a trial by fuck, which is a fight without the bit before it gets sexy. If you're really good, you can combine this with the first idea and kill them when they least expect it, but that's only really effective if you've already come first."
It seemed Navaan had decided not to hold back today. At all. You're welcome? Either for this pure look inside her mind or for the past six weeks when she apparently had been holding back. Whichever works best for you.
"If you don’t think you can win a trial--or if you're pretty sure your opponent plans to use it to try to kill you, too--there are lots of other types of challenges you can issue. A drinking challenge is always good. You get to see who holds their alcohol better, which is always important to know, and, if it's you, kill them when they pass out! Games of chance or skill are good choices, too: beer pong, darts, billiards, arm wrestling, who can seduce the most people…"
Yeah, there was probably a theme here. And if you figured out how the final class was going to go, congratulations! That Bat guy might be proud of your deductive reasoning! Or just disappointed you hadn't found a way to escape the class yet. If you hadn't figured out what was up, then having the portal open up in front of a seedy, rundown looking pub in Navaan's world probably came as something of a shock.
For several reasons. But don't worry class! You probably won't get tetanus. Err, you all had had your shots, right?
"So, for our final class, you’re going to have a chance to rise to a challenge and see how you'd do against an enemy." Navaan explained, cheerfully herding them all inside. "Doesn't this sound fun?"
[Comic link is NSFW]