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Steath and Deception #4, Wednesday Morning, Dangershop

The students had received a ~~handwaved~~ e-mail to come to the Dangershop in the morning as opposed to Cafe Fina.

When the students arrived, they found themselves in the most varied landscape they had ever seen. Three kinds of forests, two kinds of swamps, a desert, two plains, a snowfield, and an urban environment.

A noticeably clean and shiny urban environment. Complete with a newspaper vending machine with a headline that read "Superman saves Metropolis from Giant Spinning Top!"

Then the students heard some cursing from the side. "How does Barbra deal with these things... wait, here we go."

The clean urban environment shimmered and was replaced by a dark, dilapidated cityscape. The newspaper headline was replaced with "Who is the Batman?"

A man stood up from the console and ran a hand through his hair. "Hi kids. I'm James Gordon, commissioner of the GCPD. I was also in the Special Forces when I was younger, so Alfred asked me to come talk to you guys about cameoflage."

He shrugged off his coat and walked over to the center of the danger room, where a table with a selection of military camouflage options in various sizes was sitting.

"The important thing to remember about camouflage," Gordon said, pushing up his glasses, "is that despite what television may tell you, there is nothing to make you disappear completely. Not even the Batman," he continued, nodding towards the newspaper vending machine, "can pull that off. All it can do is conceal you, force someone to actually look harder to find you. Ideally, you want to be harder to find than they are willing to put into looking."

Gordon looked down into his notes, pushed up his glasses again, and launched into a lecture on millitary camouflage.

"Alright then," he said. "I've got a bunch of environments up to practice on and a selection of uniforms here. Try to match the right camo to the right environment and see if you can find the best place to hide to make maximum use of the camouflage. I should have sizes for everyone here, but if you can't find something in your size, just tell me and I'll see what I can do."

He pulled out a small jar. "I also have camoflage face paint. See if you can figure out how to best use it in conjunction with your camouflage."

_{[[Wait for le OCD! Have fun kids! Don't break Gordon!]]}

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Walter couldn't leave, so instead he pulled a set of urban camouflage BDUs on over his butler camouflage uniform and looked dubiously at the make-up.

"I'm pretty sure it washes off," said Seras, a bit amused at Walter's expression.

She'd suited up already and had dipped her thumb experimentally into a pot of greenish face paint.

Walter stuck his tongue out at her and smirked a little. "I'm certain it does. I'm not afraid of a little paint, remember World Cup?"

He just didn't really see much point in it for himself.

Seras shrugged and held out the paint pot.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"I'm planning," Walter said and made a silly face at her before taking a smear of black paint and dragging it across his face.

"Ah, basic black," said Seras with a nod, "Very safe choice."

She dipped her fingers in a pot of green paint and made smears beneath her eyes.

Walter wasn't finished yet. He added grey paint to create the effect of dapples of shadow across his face.

"I'm comfortable with basic black. You can't blend in if you're fidgeting after all."

"Unless you're in a room full of figeters. Then you'd stand right out."

Seras looked over and saw the effect Walter was creating.

"Nice," she said, impressed.

"Thanks. I have seen the principal used before." He just needed to remember he wasn't trying to create art.

"And this landscape he's given us doesn't seem to have much in the way of trees."

Seras looked out at the city then down at the green paint on her fingertips.

She made a face.

"True," she conceded, "How do you get that effect?"

Walter shrugged and pointed toward his reflection in the mirror. "The idea is to break up your silhouette, right? So people looking don't see the obvious lines of cheek and jaw and all that. So you just sort of mix things around. Don't follow contours. Go against them, break them up."

Seras took a long look at Walter's face and tried to immitate what he'd done.

"They tried to teach me to use make up in...in the book," she said as he applied greyish paint to her ching, "But, it that was more about bringing out your features than hiding them. This is more fun."

"I'm glad men aren't expected to wear makeup." It was a right pain in the ass from his experience.

Of course, he probably had had to cover up some marks on his face from his messing about with Pippi (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/962709.html?thread=51031189#t51031189), too.

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"Don't go for blue eyeshadow... It detracts from the rest of your face."

"You think so?" Walter rummaged around the paints and makeup and held up a tube of lipstick. "How about bright red?"

Even if he was already planning a tasteful melange of blacks and greys.

"Oh yes, you can use it to paint concentric circles on your face." she grinned.

Walter grinned back and pulled off the top, holding it toward her nose. "You first."

Pippi shook her head.

"I'm homeless... Homeless people can't afford red concentric circles."

"Homeless people these days seem to be able to afford more luxuries than some people with homes in my time." He leaned in to try to put a smudge of red on the tip of her nose.

"This isn't a city in your time." Pippi pointed out as she let him smudge her nose with red before trying to grab the lipstick away from him.

Walter stretched his arm above his head, tauntingly holding the lipstick out of her reach.

"You made my point for me."

Pippi regards the lipstick in the air and clandestinely sneaks something off the table in the guise of leaning on it.

"What are friends for?" she said as she makes a faint to appear that she's trying to get at the arm holding the lipstick but with the other hand she uncaps something bright pink and brings it into play.

Walter wasn't as on guard as he should have been and missed whatever clandestine actions she was taking while he continued to taunt her with the lipstick in his hand.

"Tickle fights, among other things." He made the threat without intending to tickle her. They were still in Alfred's class, after all.

"There is that yes." she said before lunging at Walter's lipstick holding arm.

Walter tossed the lipstick into the air before the strongest girl in her world could grab that arm and caught it with his other hand.

Of course, he wasn't expecting anything having to do with what she might have in her hand.