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Sabotage, Infiltration, and Blowing Shit Up | 2nd Period | Tuesday
Today class wasn’t meeting in a normal classroom. They weren’t meeting in the danger shop either. Instead, they were down on the beach.
"It’s explosion class today," Ino announced. "And the very most important thing to learn is that there’s never a bad day for explosions! The second," her expression sobered slightly, "is that if you’re a dumbass about them, you’re going to get hurt."
If they were a dumbass about it, she wasn’t going to feel sorry for them.
"Now, since this is a summer thing, and we’re not supposed to be crazy serious about anything but fun, we’re not talking, like, bombs today. But those ain’t the only kinds of explosions!"
Reno grinned and stepped out of the way of rows and rows of fireworks, already set up for the exploding.
"They ain't gonna get the same effect as they would if it was after dark," he noted, "but what are you gonna do, right?"
Explosions were explosions, okay.
"Now, an explosion generally happens when something interacts with something else to create a volatile reaction, yo. In this case, we got, what, gunpowder and fire? And some other random shit thrown in to make for pretty sparkles or whatever. But it can be chemicals mixin', too. It don't always have to be fire that kicks one of these things off. Other thing to remember is that they're friggin' explosions, and you don't wanna have your face in 'em when they go off. You get yourselves blinded and I'm gonna bitch at you if I gotta waste a potion on your dumb ass."
Or your dumb face. Or whatever.
She laughed. "It’s a bit more complicated than gunpowder and fire," Ino said, "and the exact chemical compounds used in fireworks depend a lot of the size and type of fireworks. These are pretty basic ones. The ones we’ve got today are called ‘Peony’. If you’ve seen fireworks before, you’ve seen these. We’ve got a bunch of different colours, though, and we’re letting you play with fire, so if you don’t like today’s class, you’re hopeless."
Was she allowed to say that?
"To set off fireworks, we’ve already got them set up. Their fuses are ready, you lot just got to set them on fire. Don’t stand in front of the firework you’re setting off. Don’t lean over it. And for your sake’s once you light it on fire, back up."
"What she said," Reno agreed. "Keep back, don't get blown up, respect shit that explodes, yo. If you wanna do some, I dunno, home experimentation with chemical reactions, try droppin' some Mentos mints in a bottle of Coke and break out an umbrella. You wanna experiment with anything more reactive than that, do your research first, and be damn thorough about your safety gear. Maybe don't do it near the dorms. Maybe make sure the fire department knows where you are an' what you're up to."
This was your explosions PSA by Reno, who was not half as charming as Captain America, sorry, kids.
Oh shit, were they supposed to be giving a real PSA too?
"If you ever want to play with explosions too, you can hit either of us up. We ain’t gonna stomp on your fun—we’re all in for fun—but we know what we’re doin’ and we’re willin’ to make sure you know what you’re doin’. So if we hear you’re fuckin’ around being dumbasses and getting’ yourselves hurt, we’re gonna be irritated with you. None of you have got any excuse and ain’t none of you that would be improved by great giant burns or missin’ limbs. Fire’s fun. Explosions are fun. Don’t treat them without respect though."
She lobbed packs of matches at her class.
"Now go prove you all ain’t dumbasses."
"It’s explosion class today," Ino announced. "And the very most important thing to learn is that there’s never a bad day for explosions! The second," her expression sobered slightly, "is that if you’re a dumbass about them, you’re going to get hurt."
If they were a dumbass about it, she wasn’t going to feel sorry for them.
"Now, since this is a summer thing, and we’re not supposed to be crazy serious about anything but fun, we’re not talking, like, bombs today. But those ain’t the only kinds of explosions!"
Reno grinned and stepped out of the way of rows and rows of fireworks, already set up for the exploding.
"They ain't gonna get the same effect as they would if it was after dark," he noted, "but what are you gonna do, right?"
Explosions were explosions, okay.
"Now, an explosion generally happens when something interacts with something else to create a volatile reaction, yo. In this case, we got, what, gunpowder and fire? And some other random shit thrown in to make for pretty sparkles or whatever. But it can be chemicals mixin', too. It don't always have to be fire that kicks one of these things off. Other thing to remember is that they're friggin' explosions, and you don't wanna have your face in 'em when they go off. You get yourselves blinded and I'm gonna bitch at you if I gotta waste a potion on your dumb ass."
Or your dumb face. Or whatever.
She laughed. "It’s a bit more complicated than gunpowder and fire," Ino said, "and the exact chemical compounds used in fireworks depend a lot of the size and type of fireworks. These are pretty basic ones. The ones we’ve got today are called ‘Peony’. If you’ve seen fireworks before, you’ve seen these. We’ve got a bunch of different colours, though, and we’re letting you play with fire, so if you don’t like today’s class, you’re hopeless."
Was she allowed to say that?
"To set off fireworks, we’ve already got them set up. Their fuses are ready, you lot just got to set them on fire. Don’t stand in front of the firework you’re setting off. Don’t lean over it. And for your sake’s once you light it on fire, back up."
"What she said," Reno agreed. "Keep back, don't get blown up, respect shit that explodes, yo. If you wanna do some, I dunno, home experimentation with chemical reactions, try droppin' some Mentos mints in a bottle of Coke and break out an umbrella. You wanna experiment with anything more reactive than that, do your research first, and be damn thorough about your safety gear. Maybe don't do it near the dorms. Maybe make sure the fire department knows where you are an' what you're up to."
This was your explosions PSA by Reno, who was not half as charming as Captain America, sorry, kids.
Oh shit, were they supposed to be giving a real PSA too?
"If you ever want to play with explosions too, you can hit either of us up. We ain’t gonna stomp on your fun—we’re all in for fun—but we know what we’re doin’ and we’re willin’ to make sure you know what you’re doin’. So if we hear you’re fuckin’ around being dumbasses and getting’ yourselves hurt, we’re gonna be irritated with you. None of you have got any excuse and ain’t none of you that would be improved by great giant burns or missin’ limbs. Fire’s fun. Explosions are fun. Don’t treat them without respect though."
She lobbed packs of matches at her class.
"Now go prove you all ain’t dumbasses."
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Because she could. It was a wee tiny explosion in action.
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Mostly he was ready to just rush over to grab anyone who lingered too close to the explosives and bolt, if it came to that. But... Reno. You'd never know to look at him anyway.
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"I mean, I can't think of nobody who wouldn't come to a firework party," Reno mused. "Got an itch to blow some shit up, there?"
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"I mean, when I get to blow things up, I don't want to stop at just the baby steps."
Even if the baby steps were all she'd trust her class with.
"Could totally get better fireworks by tonight."
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Reno laughed and looked up at the sky.
"I mean, I'd be up for it anyway, yo."
Because blowing shit up. He hadn't done it in a while, himself.
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She considered the party.
"Think booze would be good? Last party was BYOB. I could ransack Groovy Tunes for music."
Jono'd grumble at her later.
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Jono absolutely would, yes.
"I can grab a couple cases of beer an' some coolers easy," Reno mused. "If people want somethin' more fancy than that, they're on their own, yo."
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"And we can order pizza," she said, flicking her sparkler at the sand. "Ain't no need to get fancy. Other than that, and the fireworks, don't think we need nothing else."
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Reno smirked.
"Sounds like a hell of a party to me, yo. Let's do it."
Because alcohol and explosives went super well together!
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