fandomhigh | First Aid II, Danger Shop, Tuesday morning, 7/25

Elliot was pouting a little as she stood at the front of the mostly-dark Danger Shop. "Hi. For some reason, the frickin' computers will not do anything for me this week, so we're going to kick it old-school for this class session.

"First off? I have some stuff I probably should have given you your first week. Here is a first-aid kit and a manual. Use them, love them carry them around with you, et cetera. Your job is to look through the kits and find one thing that you don't know how to use or haven't used before, and figure out a situation in which you would need that thing.

"After that, we're going to play a game called A Progressive Story. I've divided you into two groups, and I'll start a story for each of you. You should each add a few sentences talking about a new injury or how to treat it. If someone gets stumped or suggests a bad treatment, they're out. The winner is the last person to keep the story going.

"Next week we should cover animal bites. Assuming I can get the shop working by then."

[OOC: Mod the contents of your first aid bags within reason. In the story, there's no need to keep pings in a specific order, though I hope everyone will get to contribute. And as ever, I'm on SP after 1:30 EDT.]

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"Sort of, Dr. Reid," Peter said. "A few weeks ago some of us were discussing that really everyone here should have some sort of first aid training given how often injuries occur. Like some sort of orientation for the new students in the fall. Do you think that might be something that would work?"

"I'm surprised they haven't mandated that for fear of lawsuits," Elliot said honestly. "Seriously, I'm surprised none of you have managed to get yourselves killed yet."

Elliot, of course, had no way of knowing about Kitty Pryde.

"Were you thinking of, like, a half-day workshop? Or something more?"

"It's because we're very careful," Peter said dryly. And inaccurately. "And other than Rory's mom, one has to assume that no one's parents are ever told about life at Fandom."

Not that he knew about Kitty Pryde either.

"I think something like that would be logical. Just maybe the very basics we can learn to help stabilise someone long enough to get them to the clinic." Peter considered. "Well, I suppose we're learning the very basics in here, but...just enough that we don't accidentally hurt someone more?"

"I've told my parents the bare minimum," Elliot said. "And I'm an adult."

"Sounds like a good idea. I'll bring it up with Principal Washburn. Thanks for the suggestion."

Peter grinned. "I think I'm lucky that I don't have that problem. But I hope the suggestion can help. If you need any assistance carrying stuff or organising or whatever, feel free to call upon me."

"I'll do that," Elliot promised, flashing a smile.

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