Demolition and Dynamite; Friday, Third Period [ 11/12 ].

[boobs_and_bombs]

The fact that Kūkaku smoked a pipe, therefor making it impossible to really share any of her excellent tobacco, had just been like the icing on the cake for the events of the morning, and she came into class with a very cool and calm demeanor

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Hot Potato -- D&D, 11/12.

[boobs_and_bombs]

"Time's up!" Kūkaku called. "You're done, that's all the bombs you get for this activity,and we ain't even going to the Danger Shop for this one because you're bombs shouldn't be big enough to worry about, right? Because what we're gonna do today is a nice little game of Hot Potato."

She smirked, and now it probably is clear where the usual Kūkaku had been hiding. What could she say? She'd been inspired by earlier this week.

"Basically, it's a game of catch, but with a lit bomb. Pick a partner, light a bomb, pass it back and forth and try so you're not the one holding it when it goes off. If you do have it, you lose, you're out. Switch partners until there's a last man standing, or just keep going until ya run out of bombs, and whoever has the least Hot Potatoes goin' off in their hands wins."

"I'd demonstrate, but..." She grinned lifting her stub a little, "Wouldn't want you kids to feel too bad that I'd still do better'n you even with one arm. Have fun. An' seriously, any of those bombs actually hurt someone because someone thought they were too good for low impact, your ass is grass."