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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"Why's that?" Isabel asked.

Bel shrugged. "Guess he's just possessive."

Which made a sort of sense so Isabel nodded. "Testosterone," she sighed. "He and Greg got all manly at each other at the music fair. Which was amusing considering Greg was still a wee hedgehog at the time."

"You can pretend I'm not here," Claire said quietly, "but I'm not going to go away. Not until you remember."

Bel spun around. "Shut up!" he snarled. "Leave me alone."

"Bel," Isabel said quietly. She couldn't imagine what he was seeing or hearing from the ghost.

Bel laughed nervously and ran his hand through his hair. "She won't shut up," he said. "Driving me nus."

"We'll fix it. We always do," Isabel promised.

"You can't make me go away, Belthazor," Claire said. "You can't ignore what you did."

Bel rubbed his temples. "I don't know why this is happening now. I mean, why come to me after all these years?"

"I don't know," she admitted. "But we'll figure it out. I promise."

"I should get out of here," Bel said wearily. "Before people think I'm losing my mind. Which...I am, but they don't need to know that." He managed a smile for Isabel. "Thanks," he said. "I hope you're right."

"You're not," Isabel said firmly. "Something may be happening, but considering the weird crap that happens here on a regular basis? I'd say it's Fandom, not you."

"It is you, that's why I'm here," Claire said.

Bel ignored the ghost. "Yeah," he said, "you're right. I just gotta ignore her until we figure out a way to make her go away."

Isabel nodded, "I'm sure it has to be harder then hell. But you can do it."

"Thanks for believing in me," Bel said. "You always have."

Isabel smiled and gave him a quick hug.

Bel hugged her back. "Thanks," he said again, for the moment forgetting the ghost girl staring at him and the memories she was trying to conjure in him.

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