Julian Alfred Pankratz (
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fandomhigh2022-01-13 07:06 am
ALL PUNCH, Thursday, Period 3
The class was once again back in that simulated tavern with one teacher looking a bit edgy as he looked around. Almost like he knew an impending disaster when he saw one. Call it a sixth sense that was finely honed and often ignored.
"So, you all survived Cara's judgement," Jaskier said. "Congratulations, better men have failed, I'm sure."
"If they were better they wouldn't have failed," Cara, who definitely seemed far too pleased with herself, said. "But now that I'm satisfied you're not going to break your fingers on someone else's face, it's time to put you through your paces."
Was Jaskier shuffling a little to hide behind Cara? You're damn right he was. "And nothing says that quite like a bar fight!"
NPCakin flew gracefully through the air to crash into the casks behind the bar. Cara clapped her hands together. "Let's see how you handle yourselves."
"So, you all survived Cara's judgement," Jaskier said. "Congratulations, better men have failed, I'm sure."
"If they were better they wouldn't have failed," Cara, who definitely seemed far too pleased with herself, said. "But now that I'm satisfied you're not going to break your fingers on someone else's face, it's time to put you through your paces."
Was Jaskier shuffling a little to hide behind Cara? You're damn right he was. "And nothing says that quite like a bar fight!"
NPCakin flew gracefully through the air to crash into the casks behind the bar. Cara clapped her hands together. "Let's see how you handle yourselves."

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BAR FIGHT!
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As she circled the edge of the scrum, she kept an eye out for anyone who looked like the type to go for a shiv.
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She snapped into action, grabbing a chair and smashing it into the face of the nearest inebriated man, darting past him to scoop up the broken chair legs and start using them as weapons. No teleporting, no magic; just Illyana, her combat training, and her inner rage and heartbreak let loose.
Anyone who watched her for more than a few moments might realize she was methodically taking out the higher-risk targets, putting herself in between them and her classmates who had their backs turned. Although she was definitely causing more damage and pain (were these real people) than strictly necessary.
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There was a very unpleasant crunching noise as Vi's boot came down on their wrist and she kicked the bottle away.
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"Thanks," she said, taking in the bottle and the person screaming about their wrist. "Appreciate that."
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