Outside Hunting class, 7th period

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair was bouncing excitedly as he waited in front of the hunting class. Angel was in town and according to the radio, he had made it through the meeting with Mr. Winchester alive. Well, not alive but still breathing...or...whatever. There had been no killing and that was a good thing.

Such a good thing that Blair figured he should promote non-killing today as well and he waved his sign proudly.

Just Say No to Killing!
Please refrain from bringing sharp wooden objects to today's class

[ooc: Open for interaction, but only before 7th period starts]

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[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Setsuna blinked at Blair. Several times. "Um, maybe I'm missing something here, but it seems to me if there's one place for your vampire friend to be safe, it would be here..."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"You think he's safe going into a hunting class?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

More blinking. And then an eye-widening moment of enlightenment. Possibly.

"...Well, I imagined, when they said 'hunting class,' that they'd be focusing more on the pheasant, deer, and occational bear variety...."

...Setsuna really needed to read through all the course descriptions when she chose her classes, because, yeah, if this was beyond the pheasant, deer, and occational bear variety....why was she not taking this class?

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Not so much." Blair leaned forward. "They're hunting people!"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Actually hunting people as a class activity, or merely learning the tools to do so?"

Why, why, why, why, why did she not know this before? A whole semester of potentially valuable job skills training...poof! Gone! Just because she'd picture guys with rifles in camoflague tromping through the woods...

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Both, I think." Blair shook his head. "Every other week they meet in the danger room. Probably to kill people."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"....But everything in the danger room is all simulation, I thought..."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Well, uh...it is. They're not killing real people or anything." Blair shrugged. "But it's still bad."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Setsuna quirked an eyebrow a bit. Uh-huh.

"Who'd you say teaches this class?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Mr. Winchester." Blair said. "He's Dean and Sam's dad. Pretty nice guy most of the time."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Setsuna nodded, with a thoughtful little hum. "I see...."

"Well, I guess I'll let you get back to, um...your protesting? The troops are getting a little restless." She cocked her head toward the neat square of trolls behind her, who had stood obediently at attention until about just a bit ago, when they started fidgiting. One was itching its nose, and another was trying to balance its club on its tilted back forehead, and two had absently wandered off to peer behind the corner.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Very cute...troops." Blair said, blinking. "Enjoy your day, fellas."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

The troll troops, now standing at attention as Setsuna got ready to leave, ignored Blair now their their unwilling commander was prepared to lead the march again.