fandomhigh | Friendship and Stabbing: an Adventurer's Guide, Thursday 2nd Period

The Danger Shop did not look anything like what the class should have come to expect from these two. Instead it looked like a construction site. One without any workers, and were the tools kept doing the same motions over and over again.

There was also a sign that read 'Pobody's nerfect!'. The sign had a fist sized hole in it.

"So, the shop is apparently doing some updates and timed it right for when we wanted to teach," Magnus said, trying to place himself between Cara and the sign to prevent more bloodshed. "Which isn't great. Not something we planned on happening at all."

The particulars of which they'd been arguing right up until the updated started and that sign appeared. But united fronts and all that. "So we're going to have to improvise today. Let that be a lesson in itself."

Because they came from different canons in regards to the permanence of death. "Bob and weave," Magnus added cheerfully. "You never know what life's gonna throw at you, so always stay ready. We could... make sure to go through our inventories! Sometimes you forget what you have and then never end up using it when the situation calls for it."

Or because one of them had unresolved trauma from their own teenage experiences with temporary death as a teaching tool. Shut up, Cara's narrative. "In which case you deserve whatever happens." Someone was a judgemental pants today.

"Sooo... let's do that. And we still have leftover Cheerwine. Not sure why, I didn't even buy it." Because ya'll were from West Virginia, buddy. "But it's pretty good."

"If you say so," Judgeypants.

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Roll for initiative!

Try to guess which one of them punched the sign. Go on.

What have you go in your pocketses, precious?

And how can it be useful in a fight?

Grumpypants.

Today's class brought to you by the twelve plus hours it took SWTOR to patch itself this week.

Summer Smith, 17

Magnus was just going to silently offer her a cheerwine to... cheer her up. It wasn't an intended pun, but he wasn't backing away from it.

Ahsoka Tano, 6

Despite her instincts Cara took the cheerwine.

This was a mistake. "That's vile."

"It's not that bad." It was diabetes in a bottle, Maggie.

"Maybe if you like eating pure sugar." Cara didn't have too much of a sweet tooth.

"I can make it alcoholic if you want," he offered, digging into his inventory.

While they were literally in the middle of class.

"I'm not sure that's going to work," Cara said. While holding out the bottle towards him. Because it couldn't be worse than some of Tino's creations.

They were such great teachers.

"It's a magical cup, it'll work," he said, totally missing the point as he produced a normal looking mug. The mug of a carpenter, if you will.

He poured the cheerwine into the mug and it was now a very sweet alcoholic beverage. Like a Smirnoff Ice.

"Tada!"

"That wasn't what I...nevermind." At least it was probably potent enough she wouldn't care about the taste.

It was indeed!

"And it'll sober you up again if you need it too. It's got this lil' button here on the handle," he said, pointing it out.

Much like the magic button on his ax.

"That's disturbingly convenient."

"Fantasy Costco has everything," he replied. "Taako got an unlimited pasta pass from Fantasy Olive Garden there once. Didn't really work as a bit, but I thought it was cool."

Since Summer was wearing her armor and her helm which didn't exactly have pockets, she didn't have much, especially since she wasn't exactly expecting to need anything for class.

"I have my phone," she said, holding it out, because of course she did, even without pockets, she'd always have her phone. "I guess I could use that to call 911. Google stuff about whatever situation we're in. Use the hologram feature in hopes that the enemies get just as distracted by cute puppy videos as I do..."

Peebee, 15

Look, Peebee wasn't going to be the one who ended up toting around absurd quantities of random metals and weapon modifications and assorted mechanical components looted out of things that in no way looked like containers.

She was going to be very . . . discerning about what of those things she picked up, because pockets weren't actually high on her wardrobe priority list. And wheedle Ryder into getting the rest for her. Besides, traveling light was all part of her Thing, you know?

"I have my omni-tool?" she offered, shrugging, and powered up the glowing orange light interface wrapped around her left forearm. "This one can't make omni-blades, but there's all kinds of little things I can get it to fabricate anyway. Caltrops and such, maybe, that comes to mind. Field repairs. Pretty handy." Especially since she'd, uh, liberated a newer and fancier model on the back-home leg of her disappearing act last semester.

Like no, seriously. You could 3-D print on that thing. Even if it was basically made of light.

Yang Xiao Long, 16

"Well, I'm wearing my gauntlets," Yang pointed out, and with the subtlest movement of her wrists the golden bracelets extended out fully, moving up and out to cover her hands and arms. "I've got my scroll in my pocket, which is kinda the same as your phones, but has more capabilities like interactive holograms, and I can summon my personal 'case' from orbit, which usually has more ammo and other Hunter gear."

"Otherwise, I got a pack of gum, my wallet, and a lot of 'ambient teenage aggression' to burn off."

Uma, daughter of Ursula, 5

Uma had some food in her pockets, her ugly performance hat, some sand, and a fist-sized rock. She didn't have a whole lot of possessions to begin with. And her mother's magic seashell necklace, but that wasn't in her pocket and no one had asked about accessories.

"The hat might make somebody recoil for a second or two," she snarked. "The sand is for me to throw in someone's eyes if I need to and the rock is to chuck at someone's head."

No, seriously, that was why she was carrying them.

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