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fandomhigh2019-10-04 07:31 am
died8yearsago) wrote in fandomhigh2019-10-04 07:31 am
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Bad Ass Bitch Survival Guide; Friday, First Period [10/04].
So the jello had just been a one-off thing, which was good, because dealing with it had been super annoying and if it did turn out to be anything more than that, she might have had to cancel her class, which would be bad because it was October now, which meant they had some work to do before Halloween.
There was a sign on the door to the classroom, simple and straight forward and to the point, and something the students should generally start expecting half the time for this class, anyway:
Gym.
At least this time it came without the threat of any punching, right? And when they arrived for the period, they'd find the gym all decked out for an obstacle course, with some very specific focuses.
"Stealth," Rosa said, maybe with a faint grin because this was one of her favorites. "Because there's a point in every girl's life where they're going to need to sneak into or out of something without being noticed. And unless you're some kind of magical ninja from who even knows where and I don't care anyway, that sort of thing takes time, practice, and patience. So take a few minutes, stretch out, get limber, and then we're going to see just how well you can do getting through the courses without making a sound. And yes," Rosa added, looking over at Lanaassuming she was there, "I know some of you have done this before and that some of you," it was literally just the one, that she knew of, "have abilities that make it a whole lot easier than the average person, so do yourself a favor and try to do it without. And do your friends a favor by not helping them, because then they won't learn shit for when they have to do it without."
That said, she moved on.
"First step: laser course. Only instead of real lasers, we've got ropes, and each rope has bells on it, so if you hit it, we know, I blow the whistle, and you start over. If you manage to make it through that, then we've got platforms, made of nice creaky wood, so they're noisy, and if you're too noisy, back to the start. And then there's the window." Yes, she'd rigged up just a freestanding wall with a window in it. "Get this thing open and slip out without too much noise. Out of all this crap, this one's probably the most useful. Be careful, though, because there's some bells on the other side. Wouldn't want to set one off and have to start over again. And finally, if you think you're real bad ass, we have this rope climb. A rope. With a bell on it. See how far you can get to the top without rining the bell or, if you really want to challenge yourself, without special powers, and then you can be smug about it.
"A few tips: don't be afraid to take your time. Focus on your breathing and the balls of your feet and keeping low to the ground. Don't let something like clothing or hair trip you up: a buckle scraped at the wrong moment could give you up like that." She snapped her fingers. "And to give you all an idea and prove that I'm not just full of shit...I'll show you what I mean."
She shrugged off her jacket, tossed it aside, rolled her neck a little, and approached the first course. One deep breath, a pause, and then she swept through the tangle of cross-crossing ropes in a fluid motion that she hadn't spent all morning practicing to make sure it was still as perfect as last time or anything, shut up, but, yeah, flawless, and thank god, because that would have sucked to biff it like that right in front of the class.
"Any questions?" she asked. "Take five, warm up, then we'll get started. You," she quirked her chin at literally anyone, there was no way you could tell if she had a particular person in mind, "you'll go first."
[[ ocd is up! huzzah! ]]
There was a sign on the door to the classroom, simple and straight forward and to the point, and something the students should generally start expecting half the time for this class, anyway:
At least this time it came without the threat of any punching, right? And when they arrived for the period, they'd find the gym all decked out for an obstacle course, with some very specific focuses.
"Stealth," Rosa said, maybe with a faint grin because this was one of her favorites. "Because there's a point in every girl's life where they're going to need to sneak into or out of something without being noticed. And unless you're some kind of magical ninja from who even knows where and I don't care anyway, that sort of thing takes time, practice, and patience. So take a few minutes, stretch out, get limber, and then we're going to see just how well you can do getting through the courses without making a sound. And yes," Rosa added, looking over at Lana
That said, she moved on.
"First step: laser course. Only instead of real lasers, we've got ropes, and each rope has bells on it, so if you hit it, we know, I blow the whistle, and you start over. If you manage to make it through that, then we've got platforms, made of nice creaky wood, so they're noisy, and if you're too noisy, back to the start. And then there's the window." Yes, she'd rigged up just a freestanding wall with a window in it. "Get this thing open and slip out without too much noise. Out of all this crap, this one's probably the most useful. Be careful, though, because there's some bells on the other side. Wouldn't want to set one off and have to start over again. And finally, if you think you're real bad ass, we have this rope climb. A rope. With a bell on it. See how far you can get to the top without rining the bell or, if you really want to challenge yourself, without special powers, and then you can be smug about it.
"A few tips: don't be afraid to take your time. Focus on your breathing and the balls of your feet and keeping low to the ground. Don't let something like clothing or hair trip you up: a buckle scraped at the wrong moment could give you up like that." She snapped her fingers. "And to give you all an idea and prove that I'm not just full of shit...I'll show you what I mean."
She shrugged off her jacket, tossed it aside, rolled her neck a little, and approached the first course. One deep breath, a pause, and then she swept through the tangle of cross-crossing ropes in a fluid motion that she hadn't spent all morning practicing to make sure it was still as perfect as last time or anything, shut up, but, yeah, flawless, and thank god, because that would have sucked to biff it like that right in front of the class.
"Any questions?" she asked. "Take five, warm up, then we'll get started. You," she quirked her chin at literally anyone, there was no way you could tell if she had a particular person in mind, "you'll go first."
[[ ocd is up! huzzah! ]]
Re: Course Four: The Rope - BABSG, 10/04.
gleefully moddedroute of tiny perches along the walls. (Despite the temptation, the first tiny perch wasn't Rosa's shoulder. Mostly because Mae was pretty sure if she tried that, she'd die.) Then she took two hops and launched herself off the ground.A good fifteen or so jumps and near miss later, she was in the rafters, kicking her heels happily next to where the rope was anchored.
"I'm the king of the gym!"
Re: Course Four: The Rope - BABSG, 10/04.
Had she planned to turn this into an actual Teaching Moment from the beginning? God no. But was she going to seize the opportunity when it showed up in front of her? Why not?
Re: Course Four: The Rope - BABSG, 10/04.
Just for that, Mae was going to deliberately kick the bell.
Because she was a little shit.
Re: Course Four: The Rope - BABSG, 10/04.
"Nice," she said dryly. "Now get down from there before you fall and crack your weird skull open on the gym floor. We all know these mats won't do crap."