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fandomhigh2021-11-08 04:11 am
died8yearsago) wrote in fandomhigh2021-11-08 04:11 am
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Badass Bitch Survival Guide; Monday, Second Period [11/08].
With having lost about a good month of lessons for this class and having to then jump right into a heist which could have gone much better, in her not-so-humble opinion, Rosa wasn't exactly sure where to take this class next to make up for the clear damage that being stuck with Smith for those first lessons had caused. So she supposed she would just go back to the beginning, and treat the class like it was just getting started after all, and cram all the more important lessons in before the end of the semester.
Including one of her favorites, and while she still was loathed to admit that she even had favorite lessons for this class, the effort to amusement ratio was always nice: she barely had to do anything for it, but the students very rarely disappointed.
But who knew, with this group. They'd been tainted.
So they got to the classroom and find some seats, while Rosa just sat at the desk up front with her feet up, idly watching them as they filed in, they would find a list of names up on the board:
EMILY GOLDFINCH
SONIA RAMIREZ
DIANA VALLES
MARCIE BEAUCHAMP
ROSA DIAZ
Then she checked her watch again, sighed, and launched into the class from her nice comfortable spot at the desk. "Alright," she said, "let's get started. This is usually my first lesson for this class, but since that kind of got fucked up, we're doing it a little late in the game. It doesn't matter. that means introductions, especially when there's some new faces, but here's the thing. It usually ties in with the first week nicely because everyone and their mother is doing introductions, and the whole point is that I don't really care who you are. Especially since a badass bitch should be able to be just about anyone."
She gestured at the names on the board.
"These are some different identities and aliases I've used in the past, that I'm okay with sharing because, for some reason or another, I can't really use them very effectively around here any more, or various other places around the country. For all intents and purposes, if you look at the paperwork, they're all actual, real people, with ID and history, they'll pass a background check, they've got goals, they've got some real estate and businesses. And they can all be pretty handy in the pursuit of baddassery. A good, solid alternate identity to disappear into can be a useful survival tool to any badass bitch, and not even just for throwing off creeps and people," she gestured vaguely toward them now, "you just don't want to talk to.
"So today," she continued, "I've giving you five minutes. Come up with a good secret identity or alternate persona. Convince me you're someone you're not. If it's believable, you're free to go. If it's not, keep trying. Simple enough, right? And, let's be honest, none of us really want to be here right now, least of all me, so take a few moments, and when you're ready, come on up, and let's see what you've got."
Including one of her favorites, and while she still was loathed to admit that she even had favorite lessons for this class, the effort to amusement ratio was always nice: she barely had to do anything for it, but the students very rarely disappointed.
But who knew, with this group. They'd been tainted.
So they got to the classroom and find some seats, while Rosa just sat at the desk up front with her feet up, idly watching them as they filed in, they would find a list of names up on the board:
SONIA RAMIREZ
DIANA VALLES
MARCIE BEAUCHAMP
ROSA DIAZ
Then she checked her watch again, sighed, and launched into the class from her nice comfortable spot at the desk. "Alright," she said, "let's get started. This is usually my first lesson for this class, but since that kind of got fucked up, we're doing it a little late in the game. It doesn't matter. that means introductions, especially when there's some new faces, but here's the thing. It usually ties in with the first week nicely because everyone and their mother is doing introductions, and the whole point is that I don't really care who you are. Especially since a badass bitch should be able to be just about anyone."
She gestured at the names on the board.
"These are some different identities and aliases I've used in the past, that I'm okay with sharing because, for some reason or another, I can't really use them very effectively around here any more, or various other places around the country. For all intents and purposes, if you look at the paperwork, they're all actual, real people, with ID and history, they'll pass a background check, they've got goals, they've got some real estate and businesses. And they can all be pretty handy in the pursuit of baddassery. A good, solid alternate identity to disappear into can be a useful survival tool to any badass bitch, and not even just for throwing off creeps and people," she gestured vaguely toward them now, "you just don't want to talk to.
"So today," she continued, "I've giving you five minutes. Come up with a good secret identity or alternate persona. Convince me you're someone you're not. If it's believable, you're free to go. If it's not, keep trying. Simple enough, right? And, let's be honest, none of us really want to be here right now, least of all me, so take a few moments, and when you're ready, come on up, and let's see what you've got."
Re: Listen to the Lecture - BABSG, 11/08.
She was also a bit distracted by the final name on Rosa's list and wondering if that really meant the teacher wasn't who she said she was or if it was meant to sow confusion.