fandomhigh | Stealth and Deception #5, Wednesday Morning,

After getting another ~~handwaved~~ e-mail to come to the Danger Shop, the students would have found if littered with doors. Lots and lots and lots of doors.

"Good morning class," Alfred said as they entered. "Breakfast and caffeine are over there. Get some, sit down, and we'll talk about infiltration. Now there are many types of alarms and many ways of keeping a person out of a door. But we who are exceptionally sneaky do not worry about such things as locks or alarms, do we?

"As I said before, the types of locks and alarms are limitless. And some of them require some very specialized knowledge and tools to break. Therefore, today we are only going to talk about one, the one with the most useful applications."

Alfred held up a rolled up black cloth and let it unroll, revealing a line of well kept tools.

"Today, class, we're going to talk about lockpicking."

So saying, he went into his lecture

After finishing, he took a sip of tea from a nearby cup and pointed to a table. "On that table are lockpicking sets. These aren't holographs, they're real lockpicking sets I obtained for you, and they are yours to keep.

He gestured to the doors behind him. "Have fun, class. I'll be here if you need any hands on assistance. And don't be afraid to ask."

He glanced down at his notes. "Oh, and will Miss Santos see me after class?"

_{[[The OCD, she is up, so have fun! I'll be absent for a good part of the day, so forgive me if I don't respond for a while.]]}

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Before, during, or after the lecture

They're Batman-level lockpicks. So you're dealing with the really good tools.

If you're Nadia, be afraid, be very afrad.

If you're anyone else, be happy!

To show that I am le finished.

Pippi can not contain the squeels of glee.

Pippi signs in.

Clandestinely.

Pippi is terribly interested in all of this.

Near the end of the lecture, she does raise her hand.

Lana Lang

Lana worked quite intently on her locks, showing a modicum of success at some of the easier ones. She found it terribly amusing to think that she would now have her own set of lockpicks.

Alfred pointed to her. "Yes, Miss Longstocking?"

"Isn't it sometimes better to try and go around something that is locked?"

Nadia signed in.

Nadia listened to the lecture, though, again, this was all stuff she already knew.

At the end, though, she sat up a bit straighter.

"Aw, crap."

The first thing Nadia did was look over the set of lockpicks carefully. This was good stuff.

Then she set to work on each of the doors, unlocking the easier ones in moments, and taking the tiniest bit longer with each of the more complex locks.

Really, this was something she'd known how to do even before she was trained. Maybe she should drop this workshop?

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Yes, it is. Sometimes, if the lock is particularly complicated, you can save time by circumventing the door. Say, through a ventilation shaft."

Alfred sipped at his tea. "Yes, Nadia, I did." He turned and placed the cup on the table. "Now, James told me everything that happened last week. I also reviewed the footage of the class. If you would like, now is your chance to try and explain your side of the story before I start spouting fire and brimstone at you."

"There's not that much to tell, sir. I was already familiar with the topic for last week's class, and had just learned that a friend of mine had been turned into a mermaid. I thought my time could be better spent with her, rather than in a review class."

"And you decided the best way to achieve this was to attempt to sneak out, be extremely rude to my friend, insult his intelligence, and then sneak out again?"

"What do you do if fine tools such as these are taken away from you?" Pippi asked. "Is it true that lockpicks can be improvised from hair pins and such?"

"I didn't want to interrupt the class, and when I was caught by your friend, I felt the need to explain myself and my situation. It's not my fault that he didn't believe that Argentina would be interested in someone as 'young' as I am being an agent. It wasn't my intention to insult him. As for sneaking out again, I didn't feel I had the time to spend trying to prove myself to him. I wanted to make sure Phoebe was alright."

Pippi pat her friend on the shoulder.

And refrained from singing the ever popular, "Nadia's in troooooouble!" song.

Nadia's expression went completely neutral.

It wouldn't do to sulk in public.

Alfred nodded. "Very true, although much more difficult to pick locks with. And with cruder tools, they won't always work on the more complex locks."

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