fandomhigh | Archery Workshop #6, 6/27, Danger Shop, Afternoon

As the students enter the Danger Shop, they will find that it is set up very differently from previous sessions. However, the set-up, a rough-looking part of an old town, may seem familiar to some of the students. The scenery is entirely in black and white, as are the students themselves. Ain't technology grand?

Miho stands next to a blackboard, looking alert and almost...cheerful. Unlike in previous sessions, she has a quiver of arrows at her back and a strung bow in hand. The blackboard says, ARM YOURSELVES. The students will find that their bows are standard, but the arrows in their quivers have been modified with spongey tips soaked in red ink. Also available are white cover-alls to protect clothing, should the students so choose. Once everyone is armed and/or dressed, Miho flips the blackboard over.

DODGING AND SITUATIONAL AWARENESS
1. Get to the other end of the street without getting hit anywhere vital.
2. If you get hit somewhere vital, you are Out.
2a. I am optimistically pretending you know what constitutes 'vital.'
3. If you are not trying to the best of your ability, you are fair game for the teacher.
3a. Actually, you are fair game for the teacher no matter what.
4. If you get to the other end of the street, there are brownies.
5. Yes, your targets are one another.
6. You may pick up and use spent arrows to replenish your ammunition.
7. Good luck.

By the time the students finish reading this list, Miho will have vanished to her preferred vantage point on the roof.

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Instead of looking enthusiastic about the possibility of shooting classmates, Bel appeared tired and nervous, wishing he could be somewhere else.

Conner glanced over in the middle of strapping his quiver on ~~so not as dirty as that sounds~~ and raised an eyebrow in Bel's direction. "You okay today, man?"

"Huh? What?" Bel said, tearing himself from his thoughts. "I'm, uh, okay," he lied. "Just didn't sleep well last night I guess." He forced a chuckle.

"Yeah," Conner said, "you look pretty out of it. That's gonna make dodging arrows kind of harsh."

He glanced around, futilely, for any sign of Miho and shook his head. "I don't think she'll go easy on you for it either."

Way to go, Conner. Be motivational.

"I can always shimmer," Bel said with a smirk, relaxing a little. "Kinda hard to hit me when I'm not there."

"Oh, that is so not fair," Conner laughed, although to be perfectly honest he'd have been using his speed if he still had it. "But hey, at least one of us'll make it that way."

"Those brownies have my name on them," Bel said, grinning. "Unless some student made them in Baking yesterday. Then I might be afraid."

"Oh, dude." Conner's eyes widened. "She can't possibly be that evil, can she?"

Bel glanced over to Miho. "Don't know," he said. "But you never can tell with the quiet ones."

Conner nodded. "And the really quiet ones . . . yeah, I'm not hungry now."

Bel snickered. "Coward."

"No way!" exclaimed Conner, indignantly. "Fine, save me one."

"One that Anders made?" Bel said slyly, remembering what he heard on the radio the night before.

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Dean noticed. "You look better than you did when you were red and demony, but that's not saying much. Something up?"

"Just didn't sleep well," Bel said evasively. Then out of the corner of his eye he saw the girl again. He spun around, but she was gone.

Dean followed the line of Bel's gaze when he spun around, but didn't see anything. It was a very familiar type movement however, that immediately raised the hair on the back of Dean's neck and made him want to probe some more.

"Jumpy?" he asked blandly, keeping a close eye on the half-demon's face.

"Just thought I saw someone there," Bel said. "You...didn't see anyone?"

"No," Dean said honestly. "But that doesn't mean that there's wasn't someone... something there. I'm trained as a hunter, yeah, but I still only have human perceptions. I'm guessing you have more."

"Yeah," Bel said, "but I don't usually see dead people. Who aren't there. Because they're dead."

"They're called ghosts," Dean supplied, the situation feeling more familiar the longer they talked. Though granted it had never been a demon that was haunted before... "Not to say that that's what your particular not there dead person is, but... it could be."

"I know what ghosts are," Bel said, "but...it can't be real. Why come to me after all these years?" He said the last half to himself.

"All kinds of things can bring ghosts up," Dean pointed out, using the lecturing tone he'd learned from his dad. "Usually you can figure it out by looking at the situation and what the ghost's motivations are. If it is a ghost, of course." He paused. "There's ways of doublechecking that, y'know."

"Doublechecking that it's a ghost and I'm not just going crazy?" Bel said. "How do you do that?" He carefully avoided thinking about what Claire's motivations might be.

"Ghosts and most supernatural things leave traces you can measure, fluctuations in the electromagnetic field." Dean frowned. "Not sure how you being part demon would affect that, but I'm sure we could calibrate for that..."

"Could you track me with it, this measuring thing, whatever it is?" Bel asked curiously.

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