fandomhigh | Leadership/Outdoorsmanship, Thursday Morning, Danger Room

The Danger Room was somewhat non-descript this week, with a small, plain anteroom leading to a single door. Admiral Harrington stood before that door, Nimitz perched on her shoulder; Andrew LaFollet was lurking nearby, as well as someone the admiral's tactics students would recognize. Her tone that morning was professional and detatched, if a little stiff, and Nimitz's ears were almost completely flattened against the back of his head.

Before she spoke, Honor reached up and scratched the treecat's lower jaw, and he relaxed somewhat. She then turned her attention to the class. "Good morning," she said. "I hope each of you had a good weekend. Today will be a relatively short exercise. Once you complete it, you are welcome to leave.

"Behind me, you will find a door. Inside that door is a maze. It's not your everyday maze, however; it's been designed as an egress chamber. The walls are black and lighting is below minimal; there will be manufactured smoke, as well as a little heat. Your job ~~should you decide to accept~~ is to get everyone through the chamber.

"At the end of the chamber, there is an escape hatch. You must then get everyone through the hatch and to safety. Mac has set up a table on the other side with water, coffee, tea, and some quick breakfast items if any of you are interested.

"Any questions?" She waited a moment, prepared to answer any questions. That done, she added, "Then let's be about it. ~~This message will not self-destruct in 5 seconds.~~"

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It's pitch black and, if anyone could see, there would be a haziness to the air. The temperature is a bit warm, just on the edge of the comfort zone. There's plenty of open space -- enough for a group to congregate in, should they need to pause to gather their senses.

Bel smirked. "This is going to be easy," he said, unaffected by the heat. He shimmered away.

"Don't forget we need to get everybody out Bel!" she called after him laughing.

Pippi looked around and let her eyes adjust to the light.

"Not sure how long he'll be gone... Do you think it's hot and smoky because there's supposed to be a fire?"

Peter grinned. "Well, that was the easy way out, I suppose." He let his eyes adjust to the dark as well. "How shall we lesser mortals do it?"

"I'm sure he'll be back to get the rest of us when he can." she said. "He was probably just going to make sure he didn't shimmer us into a wall or something..."

She looked around and knelt down.

"The smoke doesn't seem any thinner closer to the ground like with smoke from a fire... So we don't need to crawl."

Peter glanced around. "Just need to make sure to stay together so we don't leave anyone behind." He took a few steps in the direction he supposed the door was in and found a found. "Right, not this way then."

Bel shimmered back in by Pippi and Peter. "So much for the easy way out," he pouted.

Pippi patted his shoulder.

"There there. It was a good effort." she said. "Peter found the door. Let's move on. This way everybody!"

Pippi followed peter and walked into a wall. She rubbed her nose.

"Or not!"

[[ooc: helping Peter fix a typo. No door. :)]]

"You okay, Pippi?" Elizabeth asked, moving to join at the back of the small group.

"Hard enough to see with both eyes," Pip said. "I think we're going to have to rely on other sense to get out."

"Yup! Just a little surprised is all." she grinned sheepishly to Elizabeth.

"So.... Smell?" she asks Pip.

"Problem with smell is all this smoke," Pip said. "Although we could try to smell the breakfast and the fresh air. There's also hearing and touch."

Peter ran his hand along the wall he and Pippi had run into until he found an opening. "This way, I think," Peter said quietly.

Okay, this was not exactly what Anders, with his mild claustrophobia issues, had in mind as a way to start off his birthday. The urge to sit down and freak out was definitely there, but he gamely joined in with the group in the egress chamber.

"Well, Lords know we can't see each other. So touch is gonna be important if we want to make sure we stay together." Yes, there was a dirty joke there. No, he wasn't making it. "And for frak's sake, everybody keep talking."

"Maybe we should set up a buddy system?" Pippi offered. "Like Elizabeth keeps and eye on Anders keeps an eye on me, and I keep an eye on Pip and Pip keeps an eye on Peter and so on?"

"Who am I keeping an eye on?" Bel asked.

"Elizabeth," Pip responded. "While Peter keeps an eye on you, unless I'm forgetting someone. It's a circular thing."

Bel nodded. "Just making sure. I can go first -- the heat doesn't bother me at all."

"That seems like it would work," Peter said, looking over the group of people assembled. Who really just looked like varying lumps of darkness. "Everyone ready then?"

"As I'll ever be," Elizabeth nodded, then realizing that they couldn't really see her. Her eyes flicker to the lump she thinks is Anders.

"I'm good to go," Anders chimed in, looking in the direction he'd last heard Pippi's voice. And yeah, okay, everyone's still pretty much just lumps. But this one seemed kind of Pippi-shaped.