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fandomhigh2019-01-08 06:28 am
built_fjord_tough) wrote in fandomhigh2019-01-08 06:28 am
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A New You, Tuesday, Period Two
So, the good news? Today, the Danger Shop seemed to be more or less cooperating with Fjord.
The bad news? Students were stepping into it, and directly into a jail cell. The bars looked sturdy, there was a window to the outside world a little too high up the wall to be convenient, and your jailer, an aging human gentleman who was seated across the room with a hawkish look in his eye and a crossbow in his hands, didn't look terribly thrilled to be there with them.
Fjord was at least kind enough to be on the inside of the bars with the students for this lecture. Didn't want to trip too many concerns right off the bat, did he?
"Congratulations," he informed the group once they all settled in. "You seem to have been arrested." He looked them all over and smirked faintly. "Today, you'll be meeting your companions for the first time. Whatever landed you here, from being caught for an actual crime to simply being in the wrong place at the wrong time is going to be up to you, but I'd love for you to share what that reason was with me, if not with the class, so that I know what I'm working with going forward. What I'd like from today is twofold, but the direction this takes is, of course, going to be up to you. First, you'll have to get to know one another, at least enough to figure out how to put your classmates' talents and your own to use in this situation. Second, you'll have to get the hell out of here. Whether y'all stage a jailbreak or try to find a more legitimate means of egress is going to be left up to you. You've got the means of getting out of here one way or another between you."
He spread his hands, and then grinned and stepped backwards through the bars as if they were simply mist. This wasn't a Fjord trick so much as agood roll to see if the Danger Shop was cooperating this morning quirk of the program to allow him to follow the group wherever today took them, but damn if it wasn't fun to do.
"So... Jatila, Yelden, Seros, Kriv, Edor, and..." He waved vaguely at Trevor. "Chevy." This was what happened when you didn't give him a name, Trevor. "What do you do?"
[OOC: Open! With the mother of all OOC comments below for Prompto and Nina, mostly!]
The bad news? Students were stepping into it, and directly into a jail cell. The bars looked sturdy, there was a window to the outside world a little too high up the wall to be convenient, and your jailer, an aging human gentleman who was seated across the room with a hawkish look in his eye and a crossbow in his hands, didn't look terribly thrilled to be there with them.
Fjord was at least kind enough to be on the inside of the bars with the students for this lecture. Didn't want to trip too many concerns right off the bat, did he?
"Congratulations," he informed the group once they all settled in. "You seem to have been arrested." He looked them all over and smirked faintly. "Today, you'll be meeting your companions for the first time. Whatever landed you here, from being caught for an actual crime to simply being in the wrong place at the wrong time is going to be up to you, but I'd love for you to share what that reason was with me, if not with the class, so that I know what I'm working with going forward. What I'd like from today is twofold, but the direction this takes is, of course, going to be up to you. First, you'll have to get to know one another, at least enough to figure out how to put your classmates' talents and your own to use in this situation. Second, you'll have to get the hell out of here. Whether y'all stage a jailbreak or try to find a more legitimate means of egress is going to be left up to you. You've got the means of getting out of here one way or another between you."
He spread his hands, and then grinned and stepped backwards through the bars as if they were simply mist. This wasn't a Fjord trick so much as a
"So... Jatila, Yelden, Seros, Kriv, Edor, and..." He waved vaguely at Trevor. "Chevy." This was what happened when you didn't give him a name, Trevor. "What do you do?"
[OOC: Open! With the mother of all OOC comments below for Prompto and Nina, mostly!]
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