solo_sword: (over the shoulder)
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Today when everyone got to class, they'd find themselves in a hangar, in front of a small airplane. "Glad to see everyone's back to their right ages," Jaina said with a smile, because she loved those weekends. "Today, you're going to do one of my favorite things. You're going to fly. Now, some of you might recognize this sort of plane, some of you might not. I'm going to bet none of you have been in the cockpit of one, though, and that should even things out a bit for all of you. The pilot's incapacitated, and you get to try and land the plane safely. If by some chance you're unable to do so, the simulation will end, so no one has to deal with that sort of trauma. Now, if for some reason you're not comfortable with this, that's fine. It's the last class, I'm not changing your grade if you sit out.

"And because it's the last class," she went on, "I want to thank you guys for being a great class. Hopefully you've learned something in the last few months, and it's been great teaching you all."
solo_sword: (hanging out)
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Class today was being held in a normal classroom today, and Jaina was sitting on top of the desk with her legs dangling. This was in part because it made her feel taller (after a weekend of being alternately tall and normal-sized) and because despite the amount of training she did, her legs sort of ached from days of jumping on things and she didn't feel like standing.

"This weekend ended up being a little differently than I expected it would on Friday, and next week is finals week, so we're going easy on things today," Jaina explained. And no, she didn't like that next week was finals week already. "I know at least some of you were involved in what was going on this weekend, and while for the most part no one was in real danger, if you left the dorms it was sort of hard to avoid fanged mushrooms and the reason I now hate turtles. So what was your experience? Did you have any trouble out there? Anyone end up with fireballs or raccoon ears? What was the part you found the most annoying? Don't say 'kidnapped children,' that really should go without saying."
solo_sword: (hearing you out)
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While Jaina was more than happy to wake up as herself this morning, at her own real age, she really didn't like that she didn't remember every detail. (And when she found out that others might remember everything? Yeah, that'd be fun.) She'd woken up early, tried to start training like normal, and basically failed so spectacularly at distracting herself that she'd ended up working on class instead. So now when the kids got to class, they'd be in a simulated version of the Perk.

"Glad to see everyone's back to themselves- so to speak- today," Jaina greeted them. "I reworked class today to something that you might have more of a chance of running into in your real lives. You're going to go into a coffee shop, full of people in their for their morning coffee... and everyone in there knows exactly what you did last night. And for whatever reason, you have no idea. React as you will, and here's hoping this is a situation you don't have to come across ever again."
solo_sword: (fine)
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The Danger Shop looked... entirely like the Danger Shop today, and Jaina greeted them all with a tight smile she definitely didn't mean.

"So today's tight situation is apparently the Danger Shop kriffing with your sim programming and not having enough time between classes to fix it," she explained. Seriously, if she had the mechanical skills, it would have been great to get some genius programming skills, too. "Sorry about that, everyone. So what we're going to do today is have a discussion. I want to hear some of your stories. Tell us about a time when you were stuck in a less-than-pleasant situation and had to figure your way out of it. It doesn't have to be traumatic, or a life or death thing, just whatever you're comfortable sharing. Brag about it if you want, it'll be fun."
solo_sword: (drama shot)
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Today class was going to look a little different. Blame the teacher's brain having very good reason to think back to stories she'd heard growing up. There weren't any big scary monsters around at the moment, as that gate was safely closed, but that would change.

"Welcome to a rancor pit," Jaina greeted them. "For those of you who don't know what a rancor is, you're going to find out in a minute. I'll also add the disclaimer that despite what you're going to see in here, I have a friend who insists they're just fine, and people ride them on one of her homeplanets. You tend not to find those particular rancors in places like this, though. You're going to face off against it one at a time, and you're able to use whatever you can find, whatever you have on you, or any powers you think you can use safely here. You have to either defeat it or get away, and if the rancor's going to win, the simulation will end and that'll be the end of your turn. Good luck."
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Today the Danger Shop was set up like a movie theater. "Jaina couldn't be here today, so she asked me to take over and show a video," Bruce explained once everyone was seated. "So sit back and enjoy an episode of Man vs Wild."

The show started, the lights dimmed, and Bruce took a seat in the audience along with everyone else.

And then, about ten minutes before the end of class, the fire alarm went off inside the theater. "Okay, everyone," Bruce said, standing up and pointing to the clearly marked emergency exit. "There's a fire in the theater. Everyone move toward the exit in an orderly manner. Don't panic yet."

And yes, Bruce programmed snow outside the theater. People were just going to have to deal with it for ten minutes.
solo_sword: (well then)
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Today the Danger Shop was set up like a fancy restaurant, with enough empty tables for everyone in the class. "Find a seat, guys," Jaina told them. "Alone, together, doesn't matter."

Once everyone had gotten themselves settled, Jaina went on, "I told you at the beginning everything we dealt with here wouldn't be life and death, so here's an everyday sort of situation. You just had dinner here. The bill's just gotten dropped off. And you most definitely do not have the money to pay for it all. So you and whoever you sat with, if anyone, get to figure out just what you're going to do about this."

This had never been a situation Jaina had been in. So it was goging to be interesting to see how everyone else handled it.
solo_sword: (considering)
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After a week spent hanging out in sunny, warm Hawaii, the class should be thrilled to find themselves... on a snowy suburban street. Yeah, sorry, kids. Feeling weird wearing a coat while sporting a tan, Jaina greeted them with, "Glad to see you made it back from vacation. And my apologies for throwing cold at you today. You can grab things off the rack there to bundle up if you need to. I know you probably aren't back in school mode quite yet, so it'll be pretty easy. One at a time, you're just going to walk down the street, and when you see something that might deserve your attention, you decide what to do about it. See, easy."
solo_sword: (sekritly excited)
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This week, the students and any kids they brought with them would find themselves on a playground, complete with a slide, swingset, jungle gym, and all that fun stuff. This might have had something to do with the fact that beside Jaina was Chak, who for the record was kind of dying to get to playing. "Hi, everyone," she greeted them. "Happy to see some younger faces that I'm not used to. I-"

"Hey, can I do this part?" Chak asked.

While Jaina wasn't sure what he was going to say, she was sure it wasn't going to be anything bad. "The floor's yours."

Smiling a little at suddenly feeling in charge, he began, "Hi, my name's Chak, and this is my mom. This class is all about getting out of bad situations, like when someone won't share, or you get caught trying to sneak out... Not that I ever did that." Liar. "Or when you have a class planned but Fandom has bad timing. And sometimes getting out of bad situations means saying bad words and ditching the old idea and letting us play."

"You had to tell them that part, huh?" Jaina asked, looking down at him.

"Well, you did!"

"Just don't repeat it," she said. "The kid's right, though. Take the hour to go play, and if you don't have kids here to worry about... Push someone on the swings or something."
solo_sword: (trademark annoyed scowl)
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Today the students would find themselves standing on a desert small island in the middle of the ocean, with no other land in sight. Jaina herself was standing on the beach beside a large yellow life raft, and unfortunately last week's good mood had not carried over.

"This scenario might be a little obvious. You've been stranded on this island. You've got a couple choices. Either you can stay on the island, or you can set off in the raft. The mainland is out there, you've seen it. So it's up to you to each decide which way to go, collect your supplies, and work together however you think is appropriate. By the end of the class, a plane might very well come by, and it'd be up to you to attract its attention.

"Oh," Jaina added, "the raft probably has rose petals in it. I've cleaned them out twice and now you're going to have to deal."
solo_sword: (back)
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When the students got to class today, they'd find themselves in the middle of a hilly forest area. At least it wasn't too humid or too cold this week?

"Hey, guys," Jaina greeted them. "Today you're going hiking. You can pick up a few essentials to take with you, the trail is marked, and you even get a companion on your hike." As she spoke, a nondescript teenage boy appeared next to her, waving at the students. "This is Bob. Something's going to happen on your hike, and I'm not going to tell you what. But once it happens, you're going to have to figure out what tools you have available to you and what you're going to do about it. Good luck, and I hope you all wore study shoes."
solo_sword: (attentive)
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Today it was very cold in the Danger Shop, as the students would find themselves on the side of a highway at night, surrounded by a few good inches of snow. Jaina herself was suited up in a coat and gloves, standing beside a car. "There's a clothes rack behind you for the moment," she told them. "Suit up and listen, though I'm pretty sure you can make a guess of what I'm going for here."

As the students put on their winter wear, she went on, "This is your car. You had been driving it till it decided to just stop working. You have plenty of gas, but for some reason your car just refuses to do the only thing cars do anymore. It's a few miles each way before you can get to a gas station, and it's a few hours till dawn. What you do about this situation is all up to you. So if there aren't any questions, let's get the first person going."
solo_sword: (outside)
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Once again they were in the Danger Shop today, where they'd find themselves in what looked like a clearing in a jungle, which meant the temperature here was more humid than it was in Fandom. To the students' left was a wrecked ship, still smoking in parts and clearly unflyable.

"Hi, everyone," Jaina began. "Today I'm just going to throw you right into it. This, as you've probably figured out thanks to seeing it, is a jungle. That right there is your crashed ship. You don't know exactly where you are or whether there are any creatures or dangerous animals in the vicinity, and while help is coming for you by air, you don't know if it's going to take an hour or a day. You're going to find someone to pair up with, and decide how you're going to wait out the time you have. That's all I'm giving you, the rest is all up to you."
solo_sword: (please share)
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Class was in the Danger Shop today, where the students would find themselves in a replica of an empty common room. Jaina was sitting in one of the chairs, gesturing to the rest of the furniture, or the floor, or whatever. "Find a seat, make yourself comfortable, because I might make you slightly paranoid for the rest of the period," she greeted them. And she was just going to hope she hadn't left any messages for her students on Friday. "We're going to be here in the Danger Shop for most of our classes, since we start simulations this week. This one shouldn't be a problem, but know that if there's anything in this class that you're not comfortable with for any reason, let me know and we'll figure something out. I'm not trying to traumatize anyone for a grade. And from here and out, Bruce is the TA for this class, so if you need help or anything and you don't want to come to me, he's your guy."

and on with the class! )
solo_sword: (distracted)
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Today the students met in the classroom, where everyone would find a lemon on their desk. No tools, just a lemon. And it was going to take Jaina a bit to get to explaining it, too.

click for class! )

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