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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As everyone finally filters through the maze, they come to a dimly lit area, where there is an escape hatch with a wheel lock on it. The hatch is approximately 3' in diameter (give or take), and about 4' off the ground. The temperature behind in the maze is rising.

Bel shimmered to the other side of the hatch and looked for a way to open it from the outside.

Honor arched a disapproving eyebrow at Bel.

Bel blinked innocently and grinned. "Just using my natural abilities," he said.

"This is a teamwork exercise, Mr. Turner."

On her shoulder, Nimitz looked somewhat amused.

[Sorry for the edit. Had a brainspaz for a minute.]

"But I'm trying to open the door from out here so they can get out," Bel said, still grinning.

[ooc: do feel free to order Bel back in -- he's being a smartass. ;) ]

"I think, perhaps, you should rejoin the others," Honor gave a taut smile, "and work your way out with the rest of them."

[Was planning on "strongly suggesting" it, anyway. =) ]

Bel pouted. "Fine, whatever," he muttered sulkily, and shimmered back into the maze.

Nimitz chuckled as Bel shimmered out. Reaching up, Honor tapped him on the nose. "Enough from you, Stinker. Don't encourage the demon." A wry grin twitched at her lips.

Peter put both hands on the wall, trying to feel for some way to open the hatch. He felt around the hatch until coming to the wheel lock in the center.

"This feels promising." He tried to spin the wheel to the left and with a clank, it unlocked.

"Hang on," Anders said. "Is the door warm? I mean, there's smoke and it's hot in here. And it would kind of suck if we opened the door and got toasted, so maybe we should check first?"

Peter nodded. Then realised that wouldn't be seen anyway. He put both hands flat against the metal of the hatch, trying to feel if it was warmer than the rest of the room.

"I don't think it's any warmer than the air, but it's hard to tell. Definitely not hot to the touch," he replied.

"That's a good sign then, I'd presume," said Elizabeth. "Although it's probably best to open it slowly, just in case."

"Is it cheating if we get Bel to open it?"

Elizabeth giggled. "Personally, I'd say no."

"I vote for Bel opening it! Check to see if there's more smoke coming out the bottom!"

Peter shook his head and slowly pushed the hatch open just a crack to reveal...the room on the other side.

"I think it looks good, all," he said, slowly pushing the hatch fully open.

"That was going to be my suggestion too." Tim said. "And maybe I'm being paranoid but I'd expect some sort of catch here."

"I dunno." Pippi said, "that seems more like a Miss Becky thing to do."

"Which one's her?"

"the monocromatic one that talks."

Tim nodded. "Ah."

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