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

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

Cameron huffed.

"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?"

"A hangover and detention," Cameron sighed.

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

"I was rude to Callisto who is walking around like a bear with a sore claw lately," he shrugged.

Molly frowned. "Is it because she misses Angel still?"

Another shrug. He knew it was more, but it wasn't his place to tell. "Possibly. I tried talking to her, but she's not exactly open for suggestions and now I think I'm just pissing her off."

Molly frowned more. "I guess you're lucky you just got detention then."

Cameron scratched behind his ear. "Probably yeah. I guess I won't be bored this weekend."

Molly grinned. "I guess not. Any clue who's running it this time?"

"Nope," he paused. "I'm dead if it's Callisto."

Molly laughed. "I don't think she'd actually kill you."

"No, just torture me a litte," he said casually.

Molly sighed. "I'd offer to get detention too and play bodyguard, but I can't miss another cheer practice. I haven't been in about two weeks."

Cameron frowned. "What did you do?"

"We didn't have practice last Saturday because of the whole no speaking thing, I guess and last Wednesday they started in the early afternoon and it was done before I got there. Plus, I missed a couple because of the whole ghost thing." She shrugged. "Now Buffy is out of town and I don't know who is actually going to run the practices."

"Isn't Callisto in charge somewhere?" he asked. That imagery was still just all wrong.

"Yeah," Molly nodded. "She comes to practices, but she doesn't actually do much. Buffy is the one who is really in charge."

"I'm not sure which is more disturbing really," Cameron grinned.

Molly smiled. "Buffy is a little enthusiastic sometimes, but Callisto would probably try to teach us how to attack any rival cheerleaders if she actually ran practices."