Practical Marksmanship | Session 3 | Fourth Period | 7/23/2010
Again, the class met in the Danger Shop. This time, when the students stepped in they found themselves in a stately dining room, like a four star restaurant. A large circular table had just enough chairs for each of the students and the two instructors. The table itself had stacks of pies, of every sort. Apple, cherry, banana cream, French silk, everything but meat pies. They'd just not fit in with the idea of today's activity.
"After the serious weekend events and the nature of last class, I thought you all could use a little levity," Price said.
Ashley smirked. "Don't worry, we have stuff so you can clean up after class."
"So today, it's thrown objects. And instead of grenades or knives, its pies," Price chimed in, grinning. "The only class we'll have you facing off against one another. The idea is simple, really, you just--" A pie was suddenly in Price's face, courtesy of Ashley Magnus. Comically, Price peeled the pie pan off his face, then cleared out spots of the whipped cream that covered his mug so he could open his eyes. "You just do like that, really. Have at it!"
[ooc: Brief OCD coming up! Open! Prewritten with the lovely lovethenubbins]
"After the serious weekend events and the nature of last class, I thought you all could use a little levity," Price said.
Ashley smirked. "Don't worry, we have stuff so you can clean up after class."
"So today, it's thrown objects. And instead of grenades or knives, its pies," Price chimed in, grinning. "The only class we'll have you facing off against one another. The idea is simple, really, you just--" A pie was suddenly in Price's face, courtesy of Ashley Magnus. Comically, Price peeled the pie pan off his face, then cleared out spots of the whipped cream that covered his mug so he could open his eyes. "You just do like that, really. Have at it!"
[ooc: Brief OCD coming up! Open! Prewritten with the lovely lovethenubbins]