Fandom High School

"Alright, rookies," Reno said, smiling easily as he leaned against the Causeway railings. "Last class, last trip to Edge. Gonna be a pretty easy one, yo. We'll be listening to a member from the WRO - remember those armed guards that were set up, and our talking cat friend - give us some parting shots, and then we'll be hangin' out at Tifa's bar. Not drinkin' booze, though. It's a last-day-of-class, 'we did some good here' party, but I'm supposed to pretend to be at least a little bit responsible here and get her to keep the alcohol away, anyway."

A beat.

"Corel Ale tastes like shit. You ain't missin' out on nothin'. I brought some food from the island there earlier, we'll have pizza and soda and you're all gonna like it. So come on. Asses through the portal to Edge one last time, yo."

( It was a tough life that Reno made his students lead. )

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"So, you guys have been really kickin' ass with this water filtration stuff," Reno said, once his class had gathered on the causeway for their portal. "Looks like we should be able to get the finishing touches on these things today, and then we can run tests on the system before letting the public loose on it, yo. So I ain't gonna distract you with more flowers - tempting, but I'll save that for another week - and I'll let you loose on what needs to be done to get this finished up. Have at it, Rookies. We'll check in with Cait Sith and the WRO next week, let 'em know where we stand, and we can be all done here in time for the end of the semester."

Yeah, Reno sounded pretty damn proud of you all. He'd have to keep this sort of thing in mind for the future, if he ever decided to teach around here again. (And let's face it, he probably would. He was kind of fond of this place.)

[Open!]

Reno was going to try to keep this relatively short and sweet today - he had no intentions of bursting into song in front of his students today, thanks. So he just waved everybody through the portal, and then led them down one of the long alleyways to one of the city's few little patches of sunshine.

There he stopped, and waved at something that would have been absolutely unremarkable anywhere else in the world. It was little and yellow and frighteningly delicate looking, barely alive.

"Don't step on the flower."

In case anybody around here was even remotely like him, maybe.

"There are only two places around here where these grow, yo. This ain't never been one of 'em. And I'll let you all get back to construction this week if you wanna - it's going pretty good - but we gotta talk about this. If the locals find it, maybe they'll take care of it, maybe they won't. The flower itself ain't the point here, though. It's the ground under it."

Hopefully his students saw what he was getting at, here.

"Maybe there are other ones out there. Maybe there's something to this. One tiny frigging buttercup is godsdamned revolutionary around here, yo. The ground's been dead in and around Midgar for decades." A beat. "Discuss."

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"Well," Reno said, frowning and crossing his arms as the portal opened behind him on the Causeway. "That sucks, don't it? Put in all this time an' friggin' hard work, and then someone's come in and ripped it apart? So, what we're gonna do before we get back to work today is have ourselves a sit-down in the Seventh Heaven, and we're gonna talk about what you guys did last week and what we're gonna do goin' forward."

A beat.

"And then I got a proposal to go with it. So, let's get goin', hm?"

And through the portal he went, waving them along behind him into the back room of Tifa's bar, where there were plenty of seats. And Tifa and Cait Sith were already waiting for them, each wearing a little smile. Well. Tifa was wearing a little smile. Cait Sith's was usually pretty broad anyway.

"So," Reno said, smirking a little. "Last week sucked. Tell me about it. And then I'll tell you what these two came up with."

[Open!]

"Yo, Rookies," Reno greeted, giving the students a nod as he stood near the portal on the causeway today, looking… exhausted. It was completely possible that your teacher hadn't slept last night. At all. Which, given some of the luggage that had been shoved at him by the island, probably wasn't hugely surprising. "Hope you all had a good break and the baggage yesterday didn't kick your asses, yo. We'll be jumpin' right back into it this week, with a sidequest lined up for you, if any of you are interested, yo."

He waved a hand and gestured for them to follow him through the portal, which in turn led to the back room of what looked to be a bar. A dark-haired, smiling woman roughly the same age as Reno was visible through the doorway, serving customers at the counter and occasionally glancing back through the door as the redhead taught his class.

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"Okay, rookies. Today I'm gonna take you guys to the second site where I wanna see a water filter go up," Reno said, arms crossed over his chest as the portal waited open for them behind him on the Causeway. "This one's gonna be the harsh one. We're gonna be standing practically knee-deep in the ruins of Midgar's Sector Three, there will be kids beggin' at you, and there's even a chance that we'll run into a few monsters I didn't warn you about - little flabby spiky things or worms about as big as we are. I got the monsters handled if we do, though the reports pointed to an all-clear this morning when I checked in with my buddy back there. If any of the things I mentioned aren't your cup of tea, you're welcome to occupy yourselves at the other site instead."

He was feeling better about leaving a handful of students to work without him in the Square, since the locals had really only had a problem with him. They'd leave the students to do their thing back there. And besides, he'd arranged for a babysitter this week.

"We're gonna get dropped off just outside the Seventh Heaven, one of the, like, two little bars that's managed to open up selling crappy 'whatever we can ferment' booze to the locals. From there you can get an idea of which way you'd rather head, and we'll make sure anyone who doesn't want to stick around the ruins has an escort back to the other site, where we'll all be meeting for our portal back at the end of the day. Any questions? Good. C'mon."

And then he was turning and walking through the portal, waving his students through along with him.

[OCD is up! Go nuts!]

Class this week was once again held in the Danger Shop, with the students up on the cliff in the desert, overlooking Edge down below. Reno was standing right on the outcropping of that cliff, next to a table that looked decidedly out of place in this particular sim, and today he had a bit of a smug grin. And some company.

"Yo, Rookies," he greeted, once it looked like everyone was settled. "Feel good to know who the hell you are again? This place, right? And just in time to come back to see my smilin' face on a Monday morning, yo. It's okay if you wanna applaud. I'll wait."

( Cue tumbleweed? )

[OOC: Open! Co-written with the lovely the_merriest this week, yay!]

"Yo, class!" Today, Reno was making people meet in the Danger Shop, where the whole class was congregated in the desert, overlooking… well… it was probably meant to be a city. Mostly it just looked like somebody had taken the ruins of one city and then piled them up trying to make another one. "Welcome to Edge, or at least a simulation of Edge, a city that was built by pilin' up the wreckage of Midgar, that mess of ruins to the side, there."

( So yeah, there was that. )

[OCD is up and this class is open for business!]