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Outdoor Adventures Time! Tuesday, period 1
“CLIFF DIVING.”
The class met this week on the edge of the preserve. Eliot, who had a large bag of supplies slung over his shoulder and a walking stick, gave Parker a bit of side-eye.
"Yes," he said. "After we hike out to the cliffs."
“Right, that,” Parker agreed. “I brought wetsuits again.” She pointed to a few duffel bags. “Because it’s warm out, but the water is still cold. And if you want to dive in just your clothes, that’s okay. I brought towels. But you might regret that is all I’m saying.”
"Those of you not into throwin' yourselves off cliffs," all, like, three of you, "I'll be setting up some campfires at the top. If you're interested, I can show you. If not . . . I got stuff for s'mores."
Parker was maybe rubbing off on him.
“Or you can do both,” Parker pointed out. “If you wanna dive for a bit and then decide you’re not up for it again. Or vice versa. No limits, people.”
"Only requirement is the hike," Eliot said. "Which you might wanna get used to, since stuff we're doin' on the island is all gonna involve walking to it. It's a shorter one today, though, only about ten minutes. Keep an eye out and see if you can spot any of Fandom's weirder wildlife."
Like those green deer people always talked about. Eliot hadn't really seen one. He wasn't chatty enough.
“Let’s get going, people! Hup hup hup!”
That last bit was for you, Eliot. Heee.
The class met this week on the edge of the preserve. Eliot, who had a large bag of supplies slung over his shoulder and a walking stick, gave Parker a bit of side-eye.
"Yes," he said. "After we hike out to the cliffs."
“Right, that,” Parker agreed. “I brought wetsuits again.” She pointed to a few duffel bags. “Because it’s warm out, but the water is still cold. And if you want to dive in just your clothes, that’s okay. I brought towels. But you might regret that is all I’m saying.”
"Those of you not into throwin' yourselves off cliffs," all, like, three of you, "I'll be setting up some campfires at the top. If you're interested, I can show you. If not . . . I got stuff for s'mores."
Parker was maybe rubbing off on him.
“Or you can do both,” Parker pointed out. “If you wanna dive for a bit and then decide you’re not up for it again. Or vice versa. No limits, people.”
"Only requirement is the hike," Eliot said. "Which you might wanna get used to, since stuff we're doin' on the island is all gonna involve walking to it. It's a shorter one today, though, only about ten minutes. Keep an eye out and see if you can spot any of Fandom's weirder wildlife."
Like those green deer people always talked about. Eliot hadn't really seen one. He wasn't chatty enough.
“Let’s get going, people! Hup hup hup!”
That last bit was for you, Eliot. Heee.

Diving! With Parker
“Okay, everyone. I’ve already scouted this area, so you don’t have to but please, if you do this again? Check the water levels first. You don’t want to go diving off a cliff into two feet of water. That only works if you’re a cartoon. Or maybe Pinkie.”
Hunh. Now there would be something to see.
“The cliff height here is 25 feet on the shallow end, 52 feet at the high end. The water is thirty feet deep, and there aren’t any rocks in the area you want to be diving off here. If you’re diving at these heights, it’s got to be at least 12 to 16 feet deep, okay?” Parker checked everyone was paying attention. “That’s like diving off a two-story building, up to a five-story building. Which is another good reason for a wetsuit, it’ll protect you from the worst of your body slapping the water if you don’t land right.” The guys, especially, might want to keep that in mind.
Parker gave a few more tips (”http://www.wikihow.com/Dive-Off-a-Cliff”), demonstrated once with great glee, and then said, “Two at a time, only! Wait ‘til people clear the jump area! And the walk up is over there!”
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Except oops, as he walked on up, he was grinning a bit. A lot. A lot a bit?
This was the best class of all time.
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She'd even been looking for a chance to examine the cliffs!
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He was too laid-back to vibrate, but he definitely looked happy!
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Her father would probably have an apoplectic fit if he knew what she was up to right now, but that was why she wasn't going to tell him about it.
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Parker would raise a glass of Red Bull in Cosette's honor every time she competed, if so.
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Which was a very, very oblique truth. So much so that Kathy felt guilty saying it.
"And, umm, guys. Or a guy. Ish. But mostly knives."
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Metaphors always took a while to make any kind of sense to her. (Eliot was the fiddle, but the other guy thought he was the fiddle, it was a whole thing.)
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Okay, Kathy realized that this would probably be confusing even for someone who wasn't as literal as Parker was.
"I should start over."
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goadingencouragement from his fellow teacher and one of his TAs, Eliot finally pulled off his overshirt and shoes and stepped up to the cliff.The fifty-foot end. If he was going to do this, he was going to do it properly.
He swung his arms a few times and twisted to the side, cracking his back and neck, then took a deep breath and centered himself. And jumped.
It was more of a twist than a flip, a move practiced for spinning around and firing back at an enemy while falling, but it was second nature, as was the actual flip at the end that put him feet down just in time to slide into the water with nary a splash.
Splashes let the bad guys know where you were. It did occur to him after a moment or two under water that his students weren't actually enemies, and he didn't want them thinking he'd drowned. He surfaced a good fifteen feet away from where he'd gone in, and started swimming towards the climb back to the top.
"There," he said, pushing his wet hair out of his face as he got back up and giving Parker a little smirk. "Ya happy now?"
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KATHY WAS VERY ABSORBED IN TENDING THE FIRE NOW. IT WAS IMPORTANT. IT NEEDED TENDING. AND ALL OF HER ATTENTION.
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And that water really was pretty cold.
"Dammit," he muttered as he pushed his wet hair out of his face again while tying his boots. "Shoulda brought a comb."
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"Here," she said, offering him an elastic band from her bag. "I always carry spares."
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You know, where he moved into 'shooting people' position.
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