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fandomhigh2020-10-06 05:32 am
died8yearsago) wrote in fandomhigh2020-10-06 05:32 am
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Badass Bitch Survival Guide; Tuesday, First Period [10/06].
By now, any of the students for Rosa's class would see a sign up on the door to the classroom and be able to take a pretty good guess as to what it meant. Well, there was a 50/50 chance that class was just straight up canceled, but in this instance, it was the other thing, said very distinctly in just a single word:
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. "Because there's a point in every badass bitch's life where they're going to need to sneak into or out of something without being noticed."
Especially when they were taking this class and it was now October, but she'll get to that when they were a little closer to Halloween.
"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.
"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 somemoddable obstacles 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 nice, easily-jammed-when-opened 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. If you can manage to get to the top without ringing the bell, what are you even doing in this class? There's probably nothing I can teach you. But if anyone wants to try, I'm all for it. Even minimal ringing on that one's good work.
"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. I know there's some of you who can probably do this without much trouble because of powers or abilities or whatever, which is great, get the extra practice in, but this is more for the people who actually don't have those same advantages. And to give you all an idea and prove that I'm not just full of shit, as someone without," presumably, anyway, cough, "any special abilities...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 perfect 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. And keep in mind, this might actually be useful to you later this month. For...reasons."
Anyone who'd spent more than a year here could probably guess, but let's not ruin the surprise for those who hadn't, yeah?
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. "Because there's a point in every badass bitch's life where they're going to need to sneak into or out of something without being noticed."
Especially when they were taking this class and it was now October, but she'll get to that when they were a little closer to Halloween.
"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.
"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 some
"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. I know there's some of you who can probably do this without much trouble because of powers or abilities or whatever, which is great, get the extra practice in, but this is more for the people who actually don't have those same advantages. And to give you all an idea and prove that I'm not just full of shit, as someone without," presumably, anyway, cough, "any special abilities...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 perfect 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. And keep in mind, this might actually be useful to you later this month. For...reasons."
Anyone who'd spent more than a year here could probably guess, but let's not ruin the surprise for those who hadn't, yeah?
Re: Course Four: The Rope - BABSG, 10/06.
Her first attempt, she got maybe two feet off the ground before it gave a loud jangle. Same with the second, though she made it maybe four feet up on the third.
There wasn't any way she could get to the top without ringing that bell. She could maybe get partway up the rope, but she simply didn't have the upper arm strength to make it to the top slowly enough to stop it from ringing.
...Unless the bell wasn't there.
Illyana sat down on the floor, looking up at the bell. She squinted at it, a small circle like her earlier Stepping Disk in her left hand. The second one appeared right under the bell, and slowly, with her right hand, she guided it up until it encompassed the bell and it vanished, to reappear in her left hand.
She let out a whoop of glee, set it carefully on the floor, and scaled the rope as fast as she could. Once at the top, she recalled the bell to her with another pair of disks, reattached it to the rope, and then just... let go.
A stepping disk swallowed up her fall, depositing her safely back on the floor a second later.
Of course she was a show-off; this was Illyana. At least she hadn't used any of her more flashy magic?