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fandomhigh2016-03-03 04:13 pm
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Hitting Things Makes You Feel Better, Thursday, Third Period
"Messere Cara is under the weather," Cassandra said.
She stood at the front of the class, in the Danger Shop. She had absolutely no idea how to operate the Danger Shop, so she had merely turned on the first programme that had been marked 'fighting training'.
"However, we should continue our training as per usual. The administration has allowed me to operate this simulation for today."
There was a loud clang. At one end of the large, gray, metallic room, a large, gray, metallic robot came into being.
And then another. And then a third. And then a fourth.
"I do not see any point in extending this any further than I already have. Let us hit things."
She stood at the front of the class, in the Danger Shop. She had absolutely no idea how to operate the Danger Shop, so she had merely turned on the first programme that had been marked 'fighting training'.
"However, we should continue our training as per usual. The administration has allowed me to operate this simulation for today."
There was a loud clang. At one end of the large, gray, metallic room, a large, gray, metallic robot came into being.
And then another. And then a third. And then a fourth.
"I do not see any point in extending this any further than I already have. Let us hit things."
RE: Hit Things
If it had a face, it was hers. Robots were a lot bigger than her regular toys, but they acted the same way to her animus powers.