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vdistinctive ([personal profile] vdistinctive) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2016-08-03 12:15 am
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Outdoorsmanship 101, Wednesday, period 1

Eliot sent out a handwaved message for the students to meet him by the causeway this week instead of by the preserve.

"So far with this class, I've had y'all going out into a relatively controlled environment, one that I've personally explored that ain't gonna throw many surprises at us. You know, barrin' Fandom bein' Fandom. Today I thought we ought to check out a different sort of landscape. Now I did a little bit of explorin' planet-side yesterday, and near as I can tell, there ain't much on this one that'll kill you. Not unless you're allergic to cute." Which was valid, as far as Eliot was concerned. "The locals seem to be friendly, and the plant life is all mostly recognizable, if . . . way more brightly colored than you'll find on anything resemblin' Earth. I'm gonna advise against tryin' to eat anything you don't know what is -- what's harmless to the weird-ass alien things there might not be harmless to you all -- and try not to adopt any of the cuddly animals." Eliot himself had very nearly failed that one, yesterday. Only the thought of how much Val would pout at him if he brought home any non-preapproved pets -- and some last minute herding and shooing -- had kept him from ending up with at least a new kitten. "Puppies are forever, not just for summer vacation. And for all you know the thing might live off something exotic that doesn't grow here. Or . . . possibly humans souls."

Seriously, this place was weird.

"Anyway. There's a town, and I ain't gonna yell at you if you visit it, but this is a wilderness class, so try exploring the candy colored woods and fields at least a little. And don't get carried off by any rainbow-winged cats."

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[identity profile] kenselvren.livejournal.com 2016-08-03 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Jalian d'Arsennette y ken Selvren
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[personal profile] notamascot 2016-08-04 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Kaylin Neya

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[identity profile] rhymeswithtable.livejournal.com 2016-08-03 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
Mabel was staring out beyond the causeway with eyes wider than any teenage girl should be able to physically manage, an expression of unbridled glee growing on her face.

THIS WAS WHERE SHE WAS MEANT TO BE.

Re: Explore Frankticon VII!

[identity profile] rhymeswithtable.livejournal.com 2016-08-03 10:39 am (UTC)(link)
Everything about this place was everything that Mabel had ever wanted in life. All it was missing were cute boys in convertibles, and all of her wildest wishes and dreams would have come to pass. Of course, there weren't many convertibles out in the wilderness, so Mabel was going to have to make do with playing a spirited came of leapfrog with a purple husky, three penguins in top hats, and a frog wearing lipstick and a crown.

Good luck getting her back to the island ever again, folks.

Re: Explore Frankticon VII!

[identity profile] kenselvren.livejournal.com 2016-08-03 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Jalian was grumpy today. Not just her usual stoicness, but actually scowling. Eliot thought this was bright? Jalian's eyesight was good enough to see far past the modern-human visual spectrum; this planet hurt.

She did have sunglasses; they toned it down a little bit. But all the same, the only exploring she was going to do was trying to find a spot in the woods dark enough to mute the colors.