At the firing range...

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Aeryn has spent the entire day at the firing range.

If they're taking away her weapon, then she is NEVER FRELLING LEAVING.

Occasionally people can hear her complaining about the squid, the werewolves, the general lawlessness of the place, along with worries about polar bears, and anyone who passes by could probably feel their vocabulary adding new and interesting words, some spoken entirely in Sebacean.

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Sam shrugs as she fills her clips with ammo. "I guess they don't want us starting open war in the corridors, what with the...odd and unusual people around the school. I can understand that."

She aims at the targets down the other end of the field. "Doesn't mean I like it."

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"I never saw any open war in the corridors," Aeryn says, firing off a couple more shots. "I know I was involved in an incident, which was an accident after Vala needed someone to get her down from the ceiling. I would think the odd and unusual is more of a reason to protect ourselves, as long as there's some sort of moderation."

The pulse rifle misfires. "I think I'm out of chakan oil."

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"I don't know about the incident with Vala," Sam admits, "But I think that the alert about Angelus made a few people nervous - including one of the staff. I know I'm not entirely comfortable walking around the school with a known killer living across the corridor."

She glances across at Aeryn and the rifle, "Chakan oil?"

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"Pulse weapons run on it. I have a little supply here," she shruges. "Of course, we also don't know who sent that alert. Who says they're telling the truth? Either way, this makes me feel a little safer."

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"My roommate has history with Angelus. She told me the details before the alert came out. And a gun wouldn't stop him anyway - just slow him down."

She sighs. "This place is insane. I thought I was getting into a nice, quiet high school."

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"This can cause explosions. It'll do more than slow him down," Aeryn points out. "As for a normal high school... you do realize you're talking to an 'alien,' right?" She smiles.

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Sam waves that away. "Aliens, I can handle. Vampires, werewolves, magicians and demons are new territory for me. And I'm a scientific gal at heart.

"So, yeah, 'normal high school'. Although," she grimaces, "the teenaged angst factor hasn't changed much in twenty years."

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"Strangely enough," she says, "it's not all that different than what I'm used to. Only we stay on one planet." She looks Sam over. "Twenty years?"

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"Oh." Sam grimaces. She's been so disturbed by everything going on at the school that she forgot about classification. Not that classification is working all that well these days given there's a Goa'uld teaching in the damn school.

"Uh. Think of it like reincarnation, where you get to remember the previous life. That's probably the easiest explanation."

She glances over at Aeryn. "You go to school on one planet, or you have vampires, werewolves, magicians and demons on one planet?"

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Aeryn blinks, then shakes it off. "We here, I mean. Out there we don't have school, and nothing goes by those names, but..." She's already generalizing herself into the collective here. She doesn't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

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"Ah, okay." Sam had been confused for a moment there. She waves a hand at the school behind them. "This kind of insanity is regular for you?"

Then again, she considers, her own brand of insanity at the SGC probably would have sent her old classmates running for the bunkers, so who is she to point the finger?

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"More than this kind of insanity," she says. "Just not in a school setting."

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Sam shook her head, frankly amazed that Aeryn wasn't screaming mad.

"Sometime, you'll have to tell me about the 'insanity' you've encountered," she said. "In the meantime..." Sam indicated her guns. "I'm going in for dinner. You planning to stay out here?"

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"For a while, yes. Enjoy dinner."