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fandomhigh2019-07-08 05:02 am
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Adaptability And You, Monday, 2nd Period
Kanan looked a little bit as though he'd been beaten upside the head with a brick this morning. A figurative one, not a literal one, though he had little doubt that would probably come later.
"The clinic, the dorms, and Caritas," he said, once it looked as though students had settled into the simulated Danger Shop classroom today. There was no way he was making them sit outside in the smoke, no. He was dropping a handful of cheap industrial respirator masks onto his desk and waving at them, gesturing for the students to help themselves. They had better back home, yes, but between waking up this morning and doing radio, he really hadn't had a chance to take a jaunt off to another galaxy and shake down some Imperials to steal them, so... "They're your safe spaces. If you get caught out and something too dangerous for you to handle goes on outside, make your way to whichever is closest as quickly as possible, if it's safe to do so. I don't know what's out there this week, but whatever it is, when it hits, I'm telling you now it's going to be ugly."
He was well aware that this summer was starting to make him sound like a paranoid maniac, but it probably didn't count when he was right, did it?
"These masks should at least help you breathe a little easier, if you're a person who needs to do that sort of thing and if you don't already have your own equipment. No, they aren't pretty, but they are functional. Help yourselves. Grab extras for your friends. I bought... a lot, this morning. There's a hardware store in Baltimore right now that I made very happy today. I know I had mentioned maybe talking about getting basic supplies like food, but it looks like the food's fine for the time being. This week, we're going to spend some time here in the Danger Shop making some use of improvised weapons. Or putting your running and hiding skills to the test."
Yes, he really did think it was going to be this bad.
"So far, and after last week I'm aware that this could change at any given moment, we have the benefit of knowing our way around town. This is a familiar space. So I'm not going to tear that rug out from underfoot. Not yet, anyway. What I am going to do is set you loose in a sim of the school, and something in here wants to grab you. You don't know what it is. You won't until it finds you. The exits have been locked."
He jerked a thumb toward the simulated door.
"Survive. Whether that means outrunning them, outthinking them, hiding, or coming up with makeshift weapons is up to you. Team up if you need to. Go at it alone if you'd rather. You just have to manage it for the next twenty minutes, and then we'll have a discussion about what worked for you and what didn't."
Space, his brain itched.
"The clinic, the dorms, and Caritas," he said, once it looked as though students had settled into the simulated Danger Shop classroom today. There was no way he was making them sit outside in the smoke, no. He was dropping a handful of cheap industrial respirator masks onto his desk and waving at them, gesturing for the students to help themselves. They had better back home, yes, but between waking up this morning and doing radio, he really hadn't had a chance to take a jaunt off to another galaxy and shake down some Imperials to steal them, so... "They're your safe spaces. If you get caught out and something too dangerous for you to handle goes on outside, make your way to whichever is closest as quickly as possible, if it's safe to do so. I don't know what's out there this week, but whatever it is, when it hits, I'm telling you now it's going to be ugly."
He was well aware that this summer was starting to make him sound like a paranoid maniac, but it probably didn't count when he was right, did it?
"These masks should at least help you breathe a little easier, if you're a person who needs to do that sort of thing and if you don't already have your own equipment. No, they aren't pretty, but they are functional. Help yourselves. Grab extras for your friends. I bought... a lot, this morning. There's a hardware store in Baltimore right now that I made very happy today. I know I had mentioned maybe talking about getting basic supplies like food, but it looks like the food's fine for the time being. This week, we're going to spend some time here in the Danger Shop making some use of improvised weapons. Or putting your running and hiding skills to the test."
Yes, he really did think it was going to be this bad.
"So far, and after last week I'm aware that this could change at any given moment, we have the benefit of knowing our way around town. This is a familiar space. So I'm not going to tear that rug out from underfoot. Not yet, anyway. What I am going to do is set you loose in a sim of the school, and something in here wants to grab you. You don't know what it is. You won't until it finds you. The exits have been locked."
He jerked a thumb toward the simulated door.
"Survive. Whether that means outrunning them, outthinking them, hiding, or coming up with makeshift weapons is up to you. Team up if you need to. Go at it alone if you'd rather. You just have to manage it for the next twenty minutes, and then we'll have a discussion about what worked for you and what didn't."
Space, his brain itched.
Re: Talk to Kanan!
"Oh good," she smiled, giving his head a little pat before climbing down from the air-stairs. "I like it when things work."
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"That makes two of us," Kanan replied, laughing a soft laugh as he straightened a little in the shoulder. And then, as an afterthought, sipped his juice again. "Yeah. This? Is good. You did good."
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Delirium beamed. "Yay!" She looked thoughtfully at the juice, "It's kind of sweet but sometimes that's good but other times it's not good because too sweet can make you thirstier but for now we have water, right? Somewhere?"
She eyed the simulation doubtfully, "Am I supposed to run around and pretend to escape?"
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"For now we have water," Kanan agreed. "If that changes, I'm sure somebody will mention it."
He nodded toward the simulation. "You can, if you like. I know nothing can hurt you, but maybe you can help your classmates if they seem to be having a difficult time."
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She hesitated and said, "But all I see is them running around. I don't see what they see. I could tell them it isn't real?"
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Kanan hummed a little, and then shook his head.
"They know it isn't real," he explained. "That's what this room does. Nothing in here can hurt them. This is... pretending. Getting their skills up so that when it is real, they have a better idea of what to do to stay safe."
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Delirium looked doubtful. "How do I help them if I don't know what they should do?" she asked, "Should I be monsters instead?"
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"Maybe don't be monsters, either," Kanan replied, looking thoughtful. "What about hiding places? Or a path to somewhere they want to get to?"
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"I could build them pillow forts," Delirium wondered, "How do I know where they want to go?"
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"You ask them," Kanan replied, smiling lopsidedly. "It's the easiest way to be sure."