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fandomhigh2015-04-02 08:36 am
suitably_heroic) wrote in fandomhigh2015-04-02 08:36 am
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Self Defense, Thursday, Period One
They were in the Danger Shop today, sure, but it was set up more or less exactly like the gym with a shooting range attached. Both in the gym and as the targets in the range were dummies. Dummies whose faces provided a close, if not exactly 1:1 (both because Atton had no pictures and because he didn't want to re-traumatize any kids by making this too realistic) representations of a melodramatic evil demon grifter they might recognize.
"Hi," Atton offered. "Today, we're not so much doing self defense as self-therapy."
He pointed at a rack that hosted an array of weapons, ranging from the traditional to tire irons and a baseball bat. Then he pointed at a table full of blasters.
"Have fun," he said.
And then he sat down behind his desk.
...with the remains of his phone.
"Hi," Atton offered. "Today, we're not so much doing self defense as self-therapy."
He pointed at a rack that hosted an array of weapons, ranging from the traditional to tire irons and a baseball bat. Then he pointed at a table full of blasters.
"Have fun," he said.
And then he sat down behind his desk.
...with the remains of his phone.