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Creative Problem Solving, Tuesday, period 3
Today, Parker was in black again. And looking very perky, outside a Danger Shop- created door.
“Something a little different from last week. There will not be cake. Sadly.”
Eliot tried not to facepalm in front of the students. This was going to be a Thing all semester, wasn't it. "Last week you all proved you're completely nuts," he said. "Except for Amy." STAIRS WERE A VALID LIFESTYLE CHOICE. "This week, we're going to see how you do getting out of a situation when you can't just leap off the side of a building."
Parker opened the door to reveal… a large storage closet. Paint buckets, a bookcase piled with tools of varying usefulness, and one small lit light-bulb were evident-- as was an air-duct with a small grate across it, just above head-height.
“We have enough closets for everybody. Or you can team up, and be locked in together. Object: get out of here before whoever put you in here comes back!”
"That's a simulated 'whoever'," Eliot noted. "We don't mean us." They weren't the bad guys in the class scenario. This time. "Once you're out, head for the room at the end of this hall." Eliot pointed to another closed, presumably locked door. "Where there will be something that isn't cake." You're welcome, Parker. "If you choose to team up, every person on the team has to make it, or you all fail."
“So don’t mess this up!... or stay in there just ‘cause it’s fun. I’m looking at some of you. You know who you are.” Or not.
“Something a little different from last week. There will not be cake. Sadly.”
Eliot tried not to facepalm in front of the students. This was going to be a Thing all semester, wasn't it. "Last week you all proved you're completely nuts," he said. "Except for Amy." STAIRS WERE A VALID LIFESTYLE CHOICE. "This week, we're going to see how you do getting out of a situation when you can't just leap off the side of a building."
Parker opened the door to reveal… a large storage closet. Paint buckets, a bookcase piled with tools of varying usefulness, and one small lit light-bulb were evident-- as was an air-duct with a small grate across it, just above head-height.
“We have enough closets for everybody. Or you can team up, and be locked in together. Object: get out of here before whoever put you in here comes back!”
"That's a simulated 'whoever'," Eliot noted. "We don't mean us." They weren't the bad guys in the class scenario. This time. "Once you're out, head for the room at the end of this hall." Eliot pointed to another closed, presumably locked door. "Where there will be something that isn't cake." You're welcome, Parker. "If you choose to team up, every person on the team has to make it, or you all fail."
“So don’t mess this up!... or stay in there just ‘cause it’s fun. I’m looking at some of you. You know who you are.” Or not.

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The Closet
moddablejanitorial and repair tools, a professional-grade lock, paint buckets, brooms, and that air vent.**Yes, the air vent is a way out. But it doesn’t have to be taken.
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However, that didn't stop her from looking around hopefully for a partner. This class was a little bit out of her depth.
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A couple of kicks didn't do much, but turning 'round with his senses running at full capacity made the screwdriver shine out clear as day. It didn't take him too long to open up the grate after that and slip out.
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No, she wasn't going through the air vents, were you nuts? There might be trolls in there.
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He took a few moments to get a look at everything and to see if anyone wanted to shove inside the closet with him.
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She was small and bendy. The vent was nothing.
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Then, after a bit, she scrabbled over to turn over a couple of paint buckets in front of the air vent so she could stand on them to get a closer look, and eventually used a screwdriver (she was so proud of herself for knowing the word and everything) to work the grate off the wall. She hoisted herself up into the vent, spent a minute yanking her hair in after her, and started to climb her way out.
And if anyone heard the words, "Flower gleam and glow -- " sung quickly, from within -- well. Rapunzel didn't exactly love the dark, okay?
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Edward was quick to forgive the dust in his hair at the sight of them. He snagged a bowl and snacked quite happily.
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...it was going to take kind of awhile. Seventy feet of hair and all that.
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What? Of course there are cameras in the closets. Come on, they're supposed to be supervising here.
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He wondered how much trouble he'd get in if he brought beer, next time.
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*Crunch*
OOC
Or, well, not.
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