How to be a Hired Gun - Monday Period Three

[notasalad.livejournal.com]

Somebody at the school office had thoughtfully provided Jayne with a list of activities that he should never do with students. They had also used small words so he could easily understand them. He decided that he was going to break at least one of those rules so today he chose to smoke a cigar

Consider yourself lucky kids.

When the students entered the danger shop, they'd no doubt notice that there were multiple people on horses wearing some odd cowboy costumes in a prairie type setting.

"Right. I'm Jayne. This class is how to be a hired gun slash mercenary," Jayne announced as he took a puff from his cigar. "And the most important thing about being a hired gun is to not get shot. So. These guys are going to shoot at you and I'm going to see how fast you can run and hide."

Jayne wasn't much for complicated lectures. Or activities.

Run kids!

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Re: Activity

[nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com]

Eleanor started running, because the man had said to run. Once her brain caught up, she realized it would be much better to teleport, and she flashed once and reappeared over behind some brush.

The brush wasn't offering that much cover, which meant she reconsidered her options and decided to teleport again -- this time, directly behind the men on horseback.

A shame she didn't have her skewer. They were seated higher than her, so that would make it difficult to run up and do any neck-snapping. And she didn't want to accidentally hurt the horses, so that meant fire was out.

The hell with it. Eleanor was going to dash up behind the closest cowboy, grab a handful of his shirt, and yank for all she was worth. With any luck, he'd fall out of the saddle. Or else be so discombobulated that she could snatch the gun right out of his hand.

Re: Activity

[notasalad.livejournal.com]

Which she was rightly able to do. However there was a shot from Jayne's perch.

"PAUSE!"

He jumped down as everything paused while he clomped over to Eleanor's location.

"How in the shàngdì hé tā de gǔguài de zhízi shèngmǔ² did you do that?"

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² Holy mother of God and all her wacky nephews

Re: Activity

[nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com]

Eleanor stared at the teacher, and at the paused simulation. And she let go of the cowboy's shirt, feeling really sheepish now that everything was stopped.

"I ... teleported?" she said, biting her lower lip. "You didn't say we couldn't."

Were they not supposed to attack the cowboys? Maybe she was screwing up the class activity. Er. Oops?

Re: Activity

[notasalad.livejournal.com]

"I ain't talking about that!" Jayne exclaimed. "I'm taking about how you jumped around here without running."

Sorry, El. First time Jayne has been exposed to super powers.

We'll except Raven and that turtle thing. And he hasn't figured that out yet.

Re: Activity

[nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Eleanor said, catching up with a quick nod. "I'm not like you. I can do things like that."

Really, it seemed like the best way to short-circuit this conversation would be to hold out one of her hands, with a small flicker of flame curling up from her index finger as if it was a birthday candle.