Day After Doomsday, Thursday, Per 2

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Welcome to your final," Hardison said. "I never got an actual report from y'all, but just listenin' to you talk made it sound like y'all were plannin' to take the fight to those things out there. Unfortunately, you're all hungry an' pretty slow, so to represent that, I'm speedin' the monsters up a bit. They're stronger'n you an' now faster'n you by a decent clip, but you're still smarter'n them, so hopefully that'll be enough to turn the tide."

What the class didn't know was that Hardison had set up a timer for the sim; if they didn't head out and start their own attack by halfway through the class period, the monsters were going to attack the dorms. Surprise! But, hey, sometimes people needed a little kick or else they'd spend all their time planning and never get around to doing.

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Re: Plan Your Attack

[goforthe_optics]

"Okay," said Tali, who wasn't entirely comfortable about taking any kind of lead but was trying to adopt a 'what-would-Shepard-do' mindset about it. Sort of. "We need as many of us as possible involved in mounting an attack, but is there anyone who absolutely isn't comfortable with that? If so, we'll need you in a support role of some kind. We have ideas, but as far as duties go, we'd better get that figured out now."

Re: Plan Your Attack

[tigerundercover]

"Most of our ideas involve preparing and distributing molotov cocktails," Raven admitted. "So . . . fun!"

Re: Plan Your Attack

[goforthe_optics]

"Is anyone going to need a crash course in how to put them together?" Tali asked.