The Kludge's Guide to the Universe | Dangershop, Wednesday Afternoon (Week 2)

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Wednesday afternoon once again found Harper in the dangershop, with his feet up and a can of Sparky.

After the class had signed in and found places to sit or lean, Harper stood up. "All right, last week we studied team-building. Today comes the important collaterally to team building, a little thing I like to call threat recognition."

"Now you don't want any team you might build to be made of people who'll throw you to the Magog the first chance they get. Unfortunately, in this big, bad, universe, people don't go around wearing signs proclaiming their back-stabbing abilities. In fact they'll go to great lengths to hide it until they can take advantage of you. For example the hot babe charmed by your wit might really be a phase-shifting, tesseracting, servant of evil, or your ship's avatar's slimy new robot boyfriend might really be a psychotic High Guard warship, intent on wiping out all spacefaring life from the universe." Harper did not sound the least bit bitter of those two examples. Really.

"Clearly, if you want to survive, and not end up dead or worse, you have to find a way to uncover the level of threat someone poses to you," Harper said. "Which brings me to the lesson."

Harper fiddled with his remote and three people appeared at the front of the room.

The first was a furry, batfaced creature, with nasty sharp pointy teeth and large claws, dressed in a robe.

The second was a tall, muscular man with a stern expression, laden with weapons. An astute observer would have notice three nasty looking bone spurs sticking out of each forearm.

The third was…purple. And bouncy. With a forked tail.



"These are Rev, Tyr, and Trace," Harper said, pointing at each in turn. "Your job today is to determine who exactly out of these three is the most dangerous, and why."

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Comments

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"At least you were even then," Molly said.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron hrmphed.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly grinned. "So then you both sang and staggered back to camp where Jack put you to bed?"

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that wasn't helping. "I guess you can call it that."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly raised an eyebrow at him. "What would you call it?"

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Stagger in the same direction and pass out?"

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

There was more here than he was saying. "It was nice of Jack to make sure you got home then."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron hrmphed again.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"He did make sure you got home, right?" Molly asked. "He didn't leave you tucked under a bush somewhere, did he?"

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron shifted in his seat and looked at the aliens. "I don't like the first one."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly turned to look at the three aliens. "You shouldn't judge a book by it's cover," she said quickly before turning back to Cam.

"Cam? Do I need to beat up Jack for dumping you by the side of the road when you passed out?" she asked.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"No, no dumping on the side of the road," Cameron assured her.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly went back to watching him while leaning on her hand. "Where did you sleep last night, Cam?" she asked. For some reason, she just couldn't stop poking him today.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"In bed," Cameron was not looking at her.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

She leaned closer again. "I'm sorry. In which bed?"

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

More mumbling.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"You'll need to speak up."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Jack's," he finally said as softly as he could.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly was still leaning closer so she heard him. "So Jack did tuck you in," Molly said.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"There was no tucking!" He really shouldn't have said that louder.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly sat back and snickered. "Okay. No tucking."

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron huffed.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry. I'll quit teasing you now," Molly said and gave him an apologetic grin. "I'm glad you didn't end up sleeping by the side of the road. Do you have a very bad hangover?"

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"A hangover and detention," Cameron sighed.

Re: First Impressions (Kludge - Wk2)

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly raised her eyebrows. "How did you get detention?"