Career Development | Wednesday, First Period

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"I suggested an essay paper discussing why and how to use each of the things we have taught you this semester," Hannibal said, proving he was possibly the most sadistic of your instructors.

But an essay wasn’t going to be enough for this group of teachers. Oh no. An essay would have been too easy and besides, then someone might have to grade those essays. Did any of them seem like they wanted to grade papers in their spare time?

No, the teachers had something else in mind entirely. Something far more entertaining for them to watch.

“We’re going to lock you in here!” Faye declared, delighted. Way to spoil the surprise, Faye. “And you have to use the things we taught you to escape!”

So basically, they were locked in here...for the foreseeable future, because it wasn’t like they’d been taught anything that useful.

“...Are we locking us in here?” Stark asked, because that had just occurred to him. Maybe this hadn’t been well thought-out.

"No, we're going to a bar," Miguel said. "Preferably the one that doesn't let kids in." Because he wouldn't put revenge past these kids.

"Or I could cook lunch for everyone," Hannibal offered. It was a little early for drinking, Miguel.

“I don’t think the bar is open yet,” Stark pointed out. “Either one. And if we leave how do we know if they’ve made it out?”

"If we come back in a few hours and they're still here, they didn't," Miguel said.

"They might need help," Stark said. They were definitely going to need help. "I'm not sure just leaving is wise."

“We can just drink over there,” Faye pointed out, gesturing to the doorway. “And then if any of them need help,” oh, she would judge you if you needed help, kids, “we’re still...you know. Around.”

She had booze in her purse, obviously. Didn’t you all?

If the rest of them had bags, Faye probably would have rifled through them by now.

Miguel did not. His pockets wouldn’t fit enough to get him drunk. “Fine, we’ll stay. And film.” Just in case something interesting happened.

"Good luck," Stark said. It was comforting when your teachers sounded uncertain, right?

“You’re likely to need it,” Hannibal said.

Comments

Sign in | 4/21/21

[flourish_or_perish]

Like you...you know, just saw your teachers arguing about whether or not to get drunk and laugh at you while you try to escape.

Re: Sign in | 4/21/21

[white_oleander]

Astrid Magnussen

Re: Sign in | 4/21/21

[mylandmyrules]

Nell Ingram

Listen to the Lecture | 4/21/21

[flourish_or_perish]

More of a bicker, really.

Escape! | 4/21/21

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It's a perfectly normal classroom, except for how your teachers are locking you inside.

Feel free to mod normal classroom things that one might use to escape! I for one am interested to see what you all do with chalk.

Talk to Your Teachers | 4/21/21

[flourish_or_perish]

Once you escape, anyway.

Re: Talk to Your Teachers | 4/21/21

[flourish_or_perish]

Faye was here, discreetly holding a flask that she evidently wasn't going to be sharing with anyone.

It was normal to drink at, like, eight in the morning or whatever.

(To be fair, she had not gone to bed, yet, so this was more like a late-night caper than an early-morning class for Faye.)

Re: Talk to Your Teachers | 4/21/21

[sharp_man]

Hannibal is here. He's drinking, too, but his thermos holds coffee.

Re: Talk to Your Teachers | 4/21/21

[stykera]

Stark was also here. Sadly, he had neglected to bring any beverages with him.

Re: Talk to Your Teachers | 4/21/21

[what_the_shock]

Miguel is here, and bored. Entertain him, children!

OOC | 4/21/21

[flourish_or_perish]

I'm gonna miss throwing together a Google doc with you lunatics every week.

Re: OOC | 4/21/21

[stykera]

SAME

Re: OOC | 4/21/21

[what_the_shock]

THIRDED