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Sam stood in front of the room, and surveyed the class. "Hey guys. I hope you all got my e-mail, because I'm going to try something a little different today. As you know, we've been trying to think our way out of situations based on what's available in the junkyard. Unfortunately, we don't always have a handy junkyard available."

"Today's project deals with survival in different environments. When we did the survival kit project before, the environment ended up being fairly mild and relatively hospitable." She glanced over at Kawalsky and rolled her eyes at him. "Unfortunately, if you're fighting for survival, it's very seldom going to be in a lovely wooded area with a pond and fishing."

"Soo...." she drawled, leaning against the workbench, "you have your survival kits, which have been magically replenished since last time," Sam gestured towards an array of objects beside her, "and you can replace one of the things in your kit with one of the things on the table, if you want. Assignment's the same, though--you have to obtain or create food, fire, or shelter, enough to keep you safe through the night, even if you're only going to be out there until the class ends."

"Any questions?"

[ooc: Posted ahead of time so people can play while I'm sleeping and at work. If you didn't make a survival kit last time, pick five things that your character would have put in it (and conceivably could have bought for around $20) and call it their survival kit. On the table is an almost infinite array of things that could replace an item in your kit, but only *one* may be chosen. Post your character to the environmental thread of your choice, and if you want interaction with Sam, I'll get back to you around 6 pm EDT tomorrow.)

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"I've found the easiest solution is just don't watch TV with Doctor Geekson. He even managed to ruin the state jello wrestling finals by giving a background on the culutral significance of wrestling and the history of jello."

"There are state jell-o wrestling finals?" Sam started giggling again. "And what on Earth possessed you to watch them with Daniel?"

"Well, it wasn't so much me watching with Daniel. It was me watching with Jack, who was watching with Daniel."

"Right. Of course." She'd momentarily forgotten they'd taken Teal'c there once. "What flavor Jell-o?"

"Grape and lime. Two different flavors, not a combo. One of the women really would've tasted it since she got her face smushed into..." Kawalsky coughed when he realized he was talking jello wrestling with Sam. "Uh, yeah. Anyway." He looked down at the bronto that was gnawing on his pants leg. "I should probably get this assignment done, huh?"

Sam smirked. "Well, you know blue raspberry's my favorite, but it leaves your skin a funny color...the dye just doesn't come out for days..."

"Sure, go ahead, but it's not like I don't know you can handle the assignment," she shrugged.

Kawalsky had forgotten about the assignment. Some days he was easily distracted. "Blue? Dye? Stained? How did I miss this?"

"You were...otherwise occupied." She winked at him. "And I was still at the Academy."

Kawalsky grinned. "Y'know, this place is great for second chances. Chances to do things over differently, chances to do the same things over again exactly the same way..." He counted the option off on his fingers. "Chances for me to order a bulk load of blue jello for recreational purposes..."

Sam stuck her tongue out at him. "Blue stains, I told you that. I totally ruined that bikini."

Sam was trying to break his brain and it was working. "Your birthday is coming up in the next 9 months, right? I'll buy you a new one!"

"May 8," she said, realizing he probably didn't know. "And who would you find for me to wrestle against? Because I'm not sure Janet would go for it...she finds the Jell-o too sticky."

"I'm sure there'd be someone. In fact, I'll bet there's enough pent up estrogen around here to get a whole tournament going."

Sam may have looked at him like he'd lost his mind. "I'll do it, if you can convince Aeryn Sun and Callisto to participate."

Kawalsky thought about it for a few moments. He offered his hand. "Deal."

Well, shit. She shook his hand, unwilling to back down. At least Jack wasn't going to be around. "Deal."

Kawalsky grinned. "If you've got a favorite color to wear, let me know."

Wondering exactly how she'd gotten into this, Sam muttered, "Black's good..."

Kawalsky may have been smirking, but he was in no way putting his imagination to good use. Nope.

Sam made a mental note to talk to Aeryn and Callisto as soon as possible.

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