fandomhigh | [Tactics of War] Monday 6-8 PM

Eighth purses her lips and glares at her students as they file in.

“I hope you are all well and had a pleasant spring break. I apologizing for missing class two weeks previous but I see you survived my absence. ~~Pity~~.

Now, please pull out your notebooks and pay sharp attention and take good notes.”

She lectures on the English Civil War (called the Anarchy) between King Stephen and the Empress Maud which occurred around 1135 to 1154 A.D. It should easily be obvious who Eighth supports as the rightful ruler of England, especially considering her marriage choices and ability to form worthy allegiances with the right men.

She also tells the story of how Maud escapes from a besieged castle – once cloaked in white and lowered from a snowy tower wall and thus camouflaged and once carried out as a ‘corpse’ and easily whisked away to safety once passed the guards.

“Now, for your in class assignment – and do turn it in before leaving - I want for you to write three discussion points for next week’s class concerning the difficulties and challenges women leaders have in wartime. If, for example, you come from the background of Miss Sun where gender is irrelevant, please discuss examples from cultures that are not as enlightened as hers.

Also, I would appreciate it, Miss Carter, if you remained after class for a moment, thank you.”

[[ooc: *sniff* This is RC’s last class teaching at FH. Much love, kisses and happy mind probing to you all.]]

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"Sam Carter, shut the hell up before I kill you myself!" snapped Janet.

"And you," said Janet, glaring at Eighth again. "You are not leaving this room with her. You say you don't wish to harm me? Then don't leave Sam alone."

Eighth laughed mirthlessly. "Move," she commanded, pulling Sam with her as she took three steps, griping the woman's neck tighter with each move.

Sam stumbled behind Eighth, gasping for air, unsure whether Eighth was taking her up on her offer.

Mac stands in front of the door and doesn't budge. He looks at Sam and swallows hard.

"Let her go. No one needs to die here."

Janet has her arms crossed and is standing in front of the door, her chin raised in the air as she looks up at Eighth. "I'm not foolish enough to believe you'll let her go unharmed if you take her with you." Her voice is hard. "There's no need to do this. Let Sam go."

"Let me pass," she says, sliding her fingers back into Sam's brain and showing her a continual image of herself shooting Jack in the heart before releasing her grip on Sam's consciousness. "I will not kill her if you LET ME PASS"

Sam screamed and closed her eyes against the image, not that it helped. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Jack!" She began to sob.

"Let her go, damn it!" yelled Janet. "Let her go, and I'm out of your way! It's that easy."

"Come now, Sam, you're far too smart to allow a projected image affect you so much," she cooed into Sam's ear before showing a brief flash of it again.

Sam screamed again, then fell slightly to her right. Rationally, she knew it was a projection, but viscerally, Jack fell by her hand over, and over, and over again. She stopped screaming and began panting. She raised teary eyes to Eighth, the person least likely to grant her mercy. "Stop."

Mac couldn't take any more. He picked up his crutch and swung it at Eighth's head.

"LET HER GO!"

As the crutch whizzed through the air, Eighth snarled and flung Carter into Mac as hard as she could. Before she could watch them crash to the ground she threw herself towards the door, turning slightly to check if Janet was in pursuit.

"Sam!" exclaimed Janet, darting towards her. She threw a quick glance at Eighth, but didn't pursue her.

She'd give the SGC a call and let them deal with it. Right now, Sam needed her.

Snarling again, she turned to flee out the door, but not without leaving a quick present of acid, shooting out of her hands and hitting desks, wall, floor and Mac's cast. And she was gone.

Janet ducked over Sam to block the acid, but hoping none splashed on either of them.

Thankfully, none seemed to.

Mac looked down and saw his cast swiftly dissolving under the acid. He immediately pulled out his knife and started to cut through the cast before it could do any damange. "Is she all right?" Mac called out to Janet.

"She's going to have one hell of a headache," said Janet. "But she'll be fine." She glanced at Mac's cast. "You?" She hoped he had enough sense not to put a single ounce of weight on that leg.

Mac ripped off the cast and tossed it to the side before checking his leg for acid burns. "I'm fine. It didn't get to the skin."

He looked at the door where Eighth had left with a grim look. First things first. "We need to get her to the clinic, just in case."

Sam shook her head. "No clinic. I just need to rest." She struggled to her feet, balancing herself by leaning on Janet's shoulder. "My head just hurts."

Wow, understatement there. "I could probably use a couple of ibuprofen."

"Let's get back home," said Janet. She frowned. "I've got ibuprofin back at my room."

Mac struggles to a sitting position and eventually gets up on his crutches. "Take care of her Janet," he said gruffly and headed off to get a new cast.

Sam made her way slowly to the door. "I can't stay in there, Janet. If he shows up...I can't face it tonight. I'm sorry."

"Then we'll get the medication and go to your room," said Janet quietly.

How to say this to Janet? Sam winced as her shirt collar brushed against her neck. She couldn't wait to see the bruises. "I have somewhere else to go. I'll take the meds, I promise."

"Fine," said Janet shortly. She walked over to get her backpack, opened it up, pulled out a bottle of ibuprofin, and held it out for Sam.

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