Cheerleader Tryouts -- The Gym, Wednesday After Classes

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Savannah got to the gym after classes to set things up for try-outs. She had mats and tables pulled out, with refreshments available for both the current cheerleaders and those trying out.

There was a table arranged with clipboards for the squad members to write notes as they watched the hopefuls try-out. There was also a portable stereo for those routines that were choreographed to music.

It was time for try-outs for the Fandom High Gremlins!

[[OOC: Please Wait For OCD A Go!]]

The Preserve, Wednesday Afternoon, After Classes

[glacial_queen]

There was no unusual food this time around if people worried about being attacked by pudding.

...even if pudding is delicious.

Merlin did have a few random saucers of milk spread out in case more scary little blue men arrived to steal undergarments. Or insult people in a completely un-understandable accent.

"Hello everyone! Today we'll be discussing something a bit more pertinent to the reason why this group was formed," Merlin said. "Experience in battle. Who has it and who--er--doesn't."

Very concise, right?

Karla was a little more somber today, as befitting their choice of topic, but she still had to shoot Merlin an amused look at that. "Not everyone here is a fighter. Some people's powers aren't particularly suited for combat and some people's temperaments aren't, either. Neither of those are bad things, and there will be plenty of non-fighting things to do invasion. We'll talk about those another week. But, for today, combat. How can your powers be used in a combat situation? Have you ever had to do so?"

"Even if you don't think you have any fighting powers, think if there's anything you can do that would work as a distraction long enough for someone else to attack or for you to get away," Tony said. "I mean, soap bubbles kinda suck as a weapon, but if you throw them down on a slick surface, you could make the enemy lose their footing."

Merlin nodded at that. "So please share--if you want to--any sort of experience or abilities you are willing to help others learn in case we're attacked."

[Written with bigdamndestiny and wantstodirect who are both quite wonderful. Please wait for OCD is up!]

Girls with Guns [Wednesday after classes]

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Triela was operating under the assumption that if she concentrated hard enough on appearing normal no one would notice, or at the very least no one would comment on, the fact that her hair was down and she was wearing a suit with a skirt and leggings instead of her usual dress slacks.

She was a tiny bit uncomfortable with the whole situation, of course, but she'd survived worse. Besides, it was gun club, and she loved gun club!

"I'm going to try to go over a few different weapons during our upcoming meetings. Most of you are most familiar with handguns, and that's fine. There's no reason to feel the need to learn about some of the other options. But I want to cover them just in case anyone's curious."

"As I said, most of you have hand guns. That's basically as small as a gun can usefully get, and that makes them really convenient. It's easy to carry and conceal a handgun, and they're still guns so they still do what you need to if you get into a fight. But they make larger weapons for a reason, so today we're going to talk a bit about sub-machine guns."

"The sub-machine gun is basically a scaled-up pistol. It uses the same sort of ammunition a pistol does, but it's designed to hold more rounds, fire faster, and maintain accuracy at longer ranges." She held up an unloaded H&K UMP 45. "The longer barrel gives the bullet more power and range when it's fired, but the weapon is still short enough to be highly maneuverable. Notice that most of the added length is in the direction of the body so that it doesn't extend much farther than a pistol would."

"If anyone wants to experiment with some of the SMGs I have, don't hesitate to ask for one. But, like I said, if you want to stick with what you know, don't feel like you can't."

She flashed a quick grin. "Now let's get to it."

Third floor common room- Wednesday night

[solo_sword]

After a lot of work (some involving a showerhead, don't ask, and no not dirty) throughout the day, Jaina had decided she had to get out of her room for a while. So she'd just gone to the common room, made herself a sandwich, and started reading a report on her datapad with the TV on for noise.

Somehow she hadn't figured out that doing this was bound to distract her, and this was why she was staring at an episode of "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant", looking seriously confused, datapad forgotten, and occasionally saying things aloud like "There is something wrong with you," and "What do you mean this is a series??"

[Open like an open thing. ...I may have been dying to make this a CR post for a few weeks now. Because omgwtf SHOW.]

Third Floor Common Room, Late Wednesday Morning

[vanillajello]

Kate hadn’t slept well, and was feeling pretty cranky. As a result, she didn’t really feel like dealing with people. She wouldn’t have come into the common room at all if she hadn’t thought that something there was going to make her feel better.

Namely, the vanilla jello pudding cups she’d bought the day before and stored in the common room fridge for the night.

And which she couldn’t find anymore. Because just half an hour earlier, little blue men had taken them with them.

”Who the fuck stole my pudding?!” It was safe to say that Kate was not happy.


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