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fandomhigh2020-09-01 10:45 pm
sith_happened) wrote in fandomhigh2020-09-01 10:45 pm
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School Assembly, Wednesday, September 2, 2020 [afternoon]
Anakin had opened up the auditorium for the first time in a while and was trying very hard to suppress memories of a holiday pageant gone horribly, horribly wrong. Remembering being a young, stupid high school student was made easier with his best friend back on the island for the first time in a while, but she, at least, had brought a smile to his face as he made final adjustments to the targets they'd set up on stage, and then glanced over to the elaborate obstacle course they'd made behind the area cleared behind the students, and extended to basically all of the space around the school that wasn't a building--while they waited as everyone arrived.
"It's a good thing we've checked out every paintball course on the East Coast over the last ten years." Anakin began when everyone was settled down. He had Aeryn had then gotten thrown out of every paintball course on the East Coast by making small children cry, but details! "It's helped to make this, the greatest paintball course, to properly teach weapons safety." He gestured to the obstacle course set up behind the students' chairs. "You, of course, also passed some of it in the grassy area on your way in."
Because everything doing was worth overdoing by an order of magnitude: the unofficial Skywalker motto.
"Now, most of you probably have some experience with weapons by now," said Aeryn, who still made those kinds of assumptions about Fandom, even the first week of school. "And hopefully you haven't shot a hole in anything you will need later. There's more to it than that."
Anakin nodded. "Now you've all checked your lethal weapons in so that you don't shoot people, no matter how annoying, in the dorms." He grinned at Aeryn. "Meet Aeryn Sun, the reason we have that rule."
"It was one time," Aeryn protested.
"It's how I knew we'd be friends," Anakin said. "But! Weapons should be used safely. You need to be able to aim and fire at the butt you are intending and not kill someone instead. There's paperwork."
Also, it was wrong.
"And it's wrong," he added belatedly.
"And, usually messy," Aeryn said. They were so helpful! "Avoid the face. Keep your weapon pointed down unless you are prepared to fire it. That will also keep the situation less stressful for everyone unless you intend to make it stressful..."
Then they proceeded to give an extremely detailed and competent (probably too competent for any high schoolers not used to being armed all the time) run-through of a series of gun-adjacent weapons.
"But you don't really learn by watching," Anakin admitted, picking up the last of their samples. "Let's get some volunteers up here for demonstrating."
"It's a good thing we've checked out every paintball course on the East Coast over the last ten years." Anakin began when everyone was settled down. He had Aeryn had then gotten thrown out of every paintball course on the East Coast by making small children cry, but details! "It's helped to make this, the greatest paintball course, to properly teach weapons safety." He gestured to the obstacle course set up behind the students' chairs. "You, of course, also passed some of it in the grassy area on your way in."
Because everything doing was worth overdoing by an order of magnitude: the unofficial Skywalker motto.
"Now, most of you probably have some experience with weapons by now," said Aeryn, who still made those kinds of assumptions about Fandom, even the first week of school. "And hopefully you haven't shot a hole in anything you will need later. There's more to it than that."
Anakin nodded. "Now you've all checked your lethal weapons in so that you don't shoot people, no matter how annoying, in the dorms." He grinned at Aeryn. "Meet Aeryn Sun, the reason we have that rule."
"It was one time," Aeryn protested.
"It's how I knew we'd be friends," Anakin said. "But! Weapons should be used safely. You need to be able to aim and fire at the butt you are intending and not kill someone instead. There's paperwork."
Also, it was wrong.
"And it's wrong," he added belatedly.
"And, usually messy," Aeryn said. They were so helpful! "Avoid the face. Keep your weapon pointed down unless you are prepared to fire it. That will also keep the situation less stressful for everyone unless you intend to make it stressful..."
Then they proceeded to give an extremely detailed and competent (probably too competent for any high schoolers not used to being armed all the time) run-through of a series of gun-adjacent weapons.
"But you don't really learn by watching," Anakin admitted, picking up the last of their samples. "Let's get some volunteers up here for demonstrating."
Voluntolds, Come on Down!
Though they hadn't, really.
"Mae, Illyana, you may join them." And now they needed slightly more supervision. "Kitty and Rosa, come on up here, too."
Anakin and Aeryn then handed each volunteer a paintball gun and gave them a brief rundown of how it worked, then pointed them towards the gremlin-shaped targets on the stage. "You get three shots each. Tightest formation wins."
[OOC: No one wins. Tell us how it goes, voluntolds!]
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She was fine. She would just be much better with like, a paintball sword.
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Reasons.
"Also she can't hit me."
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The Horde had focused on melee training for cadets, but she'd still had enough firearms training that her three shots ended in a fairly neat cluster in the centre mass of the target.
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Then he grinned and lifted his gun again, holding the same position as before. Tightest formation wins. He fired two more shots onto the same spot on the target's right knee.
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Was she listening to the lecture? Not even a little.
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Okay, no, she was totally smirking, even if, really, the rundown of things was pretty superfluious as far as she was concerned, and then, finally, after a million years, geez, you guys, she could take her aim and make her shots.
Tightest formation? Just like like that, right, guys? Maybe next time she could demonstrate blindfolded, then maybe someone else could have a chance.
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"Ugh, guns," she complained, though she came down and picked up her gun like she was asked. "I don't do guns."
Give her a staff, or a sword, or really even a broom. She had learned archery, to an extent, but Limbo hadn't exactly had firearms training. Just 'here's how to kill with what's on hand' training. So she positioned herself like she had a bow, then adjusted to take into account how everyone else had used the gun.
Her shots were clustered around the target's hip. A decently clustered group, but not nearly as tightly done as Adora or Wei.