Therapeutic violence [Action, WTR classrooms]

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[A grinning Snow is casually pummeling a training dummy in the classrooms. Whatever oddity of time compression has stripped off his brand and replaced it with some other power, he doesn't know, but after some of the earlier adventures he's endured through its questionable charity, he intends to just ride this out.]

[So now he's playing with this new power: density control. And frankly doing quite well at it. The punch he hurls at the dummy starts off light and fast, barely dense enough to engender any resistance even from the air; then, a moment before it lands, his body coalesces into a far more dense form. The punch hits with alarming force, sending the dummy flying.]

Huh.

I think I might've overdone it.

(seventh act) multiple choice again that's always fun right

[hotpinkwhirlwind]

( belated build up; feel free to have witnessed some of this over the last few weeks )

SCENE 1: JUST PAST THE DOORS TO THE TRAINING CENTER
[Yes, that is a T-Rexaur just inside the training center. Yes, it's hanging its head. Yes, that is Sharpay, standing before it with her hands on her hips.]

Don't give me that! You can't even fit through the door.

[If you listen carefully to the T-Rexaur's growl, you might be able to make out a questioning tone.]

No, I'm not going to help you bust out of here!


SCENE 2: MWF DRAMA CLASS

[You know how the course catalogue says there's a play at the end of the quarter? It's crunch time; the play's coming up soon and Sharpay likes to put more of the grade on the play than on the exam! First tag to this scene gets to pick the show. We're doing Cats!

[And it doesn't even matter that folks in the class have disappeared, because Sharpay is shoving some of the stage hands into missing onstage roles. So who's moving props and scenery now?

[Rats, pigeons, hordes of insects working together, a stray dog, and a single Grat. Yeah, have fun with that, class. Sharpay, for her part, started out pretty weirded out when the critters started following her to class, but has now gotten more or less used to it, though she does use disinfectant every time one of them passes her something.]


SCENE 3: HORIZON BRIDGE, SUNSET
[Sharpay's menagerie of pests and strays stand at a distance as she sits to one side of the bridge with Boi in her lap, watching the sunset with an unusually pensive look on her face. It reminds her of the sunset at home: The recent weirdness around Garden has her suddenly homesick.]

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TEXT

For the new students who arrived while I was away on my mission, I'm Apollo Cynthius. I'll be teaching First Aid with Instructor Botan and Studio Art. Feel free to come by my office at any time. If I'm not there, try the studio or the quad. I look forward to meeting you.

[ACTION(S)]

[You get multiple options!

A: Apollo is in the studio, working on a painting. It's hard to tell what it's going to be, but it's obviously going to be pretty epic. He's here from about 8 in the morning to lunch.

B: Apollo is in the quad after lunch, tuning a guitar. It's not his favorite instrument, but it's easier to find here than a lyre. He's here from lunch until about six in the evening.

C: And now he's in his office, doing paperwork. He's here from six until he goes to bed at ten. The observant might notice what looks like a golden bow and quiver of arrows tucked away safely.