Getting Out of Scrapes - Fast, Friday

[suitably_heroic]

"Normally, this is the part where I drop you in the deep end to see what we're working with," Atton said. He leaned casually against the back wall of the classroom; who needed a seat, anyway? "But I've had nightmares all week, and I know what that means, so I'm going to save my energy today."

Nightmares were a complicated term, really. But it was close enough.

He shrugged, pulling away from the wall. "Instead, I want you all to share one scrape you've been in," he said. "Tell us what happened, what went wrong, and how you eventually got out. Then, everyone else in the class volunteers how they would've handled the situation."

He clapped his hands.

"Clear? Good. Get talking."

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Re: Introductions - Tell Us About Your Scrape

[suitably_heroic]

Atton tilted his head. "As far as plans go, not half bad," he said. "No way to handle the guy more quietly?"

Re: Introductions - Tell Us About Your Scrape

[unusual_sith]

"He was on the Dark Council," Lana explained. "Head of the Sphere of Military Offence. He didn't exactly do 'quiet'."

Re: Introductions - Tell Us About Your Scrape

[suitably_heroic]

"No, but you could have," Atton pointed out. "Why choose not to?"

Re: Introductions - Tell Us About Your Scrape

[unusual_sith]

Lana pondered it. "I suppose I didn't see a quiet alternative at the time. How would you have done it quietly?"

Re: Introductions - Tell Us About Your Scrape

[suitably_heroic]

Atton shrugged. "You poison him."

Re: Introductions - Tell Us About Your Scrape

[unusual_sith]

Lana thought about that. "Hm. I'd have had to do it before he ran off."

She tapped her fingers against her arm, then eventually shook her head. "I think it would've ended up being worse; we never would have discovered his endgame, and there were others that would have taken his place. But I didn't specify that, did I? In other circumstances, it might've worked. And even if not, he'd have probably written it off, or we could've used it to sow dissent among the Council."

She rolled her eyes. "More dissent." Look, the Council were a bunch of argumentative busybodies, okay?