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“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.

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Like you're about to be pushed off a cliff. Or are on fire.

Look for teal deer. And alots. Take pictures! Chat as you go, if you want. Just remember if you chat too much, the deer will follow you.

The cliffs were about twenty feet high on one end, and fifty or so feet high on the other. Parker was already in her wetsuit before you could ask “when did she change clothes”?

“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!”

Edited 2015-05-12 05:44 (UTC)

Yeah, Eliot's instructions involved rather a lot less math and dire warnings, and more "go get kindling" and "don't set yourself on fire."

Okay, and talk of how to clear the area you were putting your fire in, surround it with stones to help keep the fire contained, and what sorts of supplies you wanted to carry with you if you didn't want to spend hours frustrated over rubbing two sticks together.

A nice handy firestarter (http://www.amazon.com/Gerber-31-000699-Grylls-Survival-Starter/dp/B004DT6TEK/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&qid=1431402694&sr=8-7&keywords=firestarters), for instance. Less fiddly than sticks, no need to refuel like a lighter, and less worry about the suckers getting wet. He had spares, if any of the students decided they had to have one.

Edited 2015-05-12 05:16 (UTC)

Because, c'mon. S'mores!

At least one of whom was maybe wishing she had a little less supervising to do.

When they check in.

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It was entirely possible Eliot could be goaded into jumping off the cliff, today. It wasn't that he didn't do that sort of thing.

Just, you know, usually he was being shot at first. Or getting hit by a car.

Parker was planning on hanging out here for hours, yes. And giving Eliot considering side-looks every once in a while.

Funny how Kathy's attention was everywhere but Eliot today. Nope. Definitely not making eye contact. It might make learning how to build a campfire difficult, but she would persevere.

Hey, look, cliffs!

Kathy Li

Don't think Eliot didn't notice. He was briefly torn between letting her be mortified in peace and rubbing it in just a little.

Hardison, at least, would be entirely unsurprised by his ultimate choice as he went over to hand Kathy a pocket knife. "Here, help me sharpen up a few sticks for the marshmallow roastin'."

Kathy was going to send that poor Mr. Hardison a fruit basket and her condolences.

Faced with a direct appeal to her TA duties, Kathy reluctantly turned toward Eliot. "Want me to--" Whatever she question she had fled her mind entirely as she looked at the knife and the sparkle of mischief in Eliot's eye.

On part of her mind actually slow-clapped for that brilliant wordless takedown. Just--damn. The rest of her was turning crimson and considering making a break for the cliffs. Maybe she'd find the one rock Parker missed?

"Oh. My. God."

And the absolute worst part? She took the knife almost by reflex, but had no earthly idea how to use it without looking as inexperienced with knives as she was,

Eliot had not actually anticipated her not knowing how to whittle. Admittedly, this was kind of a gross oversight on his part, but in his defense, where he grew up, every teenager knew at least the basics of "pocket knife on stick".

"You're gonna cut your thumb off that way," he said, and settled onto a nearby log to demonstrate the proper way of handling the thing. "Like this, see?"

Kathy had grown up in LA! The kids that had pocket knives weren't using them for whittling.

"Not one word," she hissed at him, even as she adjusted her grip. "I said we were practicing knife throwing!"

And they had! Ish!

"Alright," Eliot said, raising his hands in a little 'I surrender' pose. "So we'll cover a couple of the other uses for 'em, then."

And then, because he wasn't actually a responsible adult type figure, he added: "I won't even charge you for it."

He was so lucky that Kathy hadn't actually started whittling anything yet, because she probably would have cut off her own thumb with that comment.

"I am going to literally throw myself over the cliff," she threatened because what else could she say?

She was just never going to stop blushing. Never ever ever.

"I should hope so," Eliot said, starting in on stripping his stick. "Parker'd be real disappointed if you gave it a miss, entirely."

Edward Kenway

After class, Edward trundled up to Parker with a grin on his face. "Professor Parker?" he said. "May I have a word?"

Edward wasn't looking excited about doing this at all.

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.

"Sure. What's up, Edward?" Parker was licking marshmallow off her fingers and grinning. And eyeing that cliff-face, because wheeeee!

"I spoke to Cosette about last week's class," Edward said, "We were thinkin' about going windsurfing again, and we were wondering if perhaps we could borrow some equipment..."

She'd been so accommodating about the jumping off a giant rock bit. And Cosette and Edward apparently did maybe-dating their way.

Parker considered that, chewing over the marshmallow and the idea.

"Shouldn't be a problem, on two conditions. Life-vests for both of you," she raised an eyebrow, "and call me when you go out, so I know to look for you if you're not back in a couple hours."

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