Muggle Studies

[i_am_harkonnen]

((Jasper's inclusion with permission and additions of his player. If you require Vlad's attention, please say something to this extent in the comment subject line so I don't somehow miss it, thanks!))

The Baron Vladimir Harkonnen wanted his first class to be practical and entertaining, so he had chosen "An Introduction to Muggle Weaponry" as the

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[blond_bondshell]

James Bond listened patiently to the lecture. The material was not new, but the presentation was. He couldn't help but notice the baron's perfect aim, or the personal shield. Shrewd man.

Bond remained at his desk after the students were instructed to pick up their guns. If he saw an inexperienced student, he would help out, but he was really in no hurry to start shooting. If all he needed to do was load the gun and hit a target, he'd be out of there in five minutes.

[tallyhopippip]

"Those look much better than the guns I'm used to!" George said obliviously to Bond. "Are guns in this day really this good?"

[blond_bondshell]

"Some are even better." The AK-47 was, after all, 60 years old. Still a perfectly serviceable weapon, though. "Where are you coming from?"

[tallyhopippip]

"Oh, I just came from the Great War! Or...what were you calling it now...World War One! Shame I missed the end of it, I was about to join the big push when I showed up here!"

[prettypendulum]

Rather than sitting at a desk, Kuronue perched on it. He fidgeted restlessly as the Baron ran through the weapons, looking like we was itching to get his hands on one. He certainly was, his eyes shinning and grin widening with each description of the carnage they could cause.

He was positively just about bouncing on his desk by the time the Baron allowed them to pair up and shoot an AK-47.

And next time they'd be shooting each other.

Fuck yes.

[mello_n_choco]

"You can't know anything about guns," I say, coming up behind Kuornue. Since we're supposed to pick less experienced partners and I know Matt can shoot, I decide to pester the demon. Though, I would have preferred someone else teach this class. That overbearing pompous floating whale is a menace.

[prettypendulum]

"Nothing whatsoever," he said, picking up an AK-47 and loading it carefully. This was done only because he'd paid very close attention to the way the Baron had done it.

The urge to shoot someone for the hell of it was overwhelming. He grinned at Mello. "I take it you do then?"

[mello_n_choco]

I pull the .22 out from my back. "The only time I don't carry is in my own room," I say. "Though, compared to that, this is a pea shooter. Effective at close rang, no where near as powerful." I shrug. "I have a couple of others, but this is the easiest to carry."

[12panelwonder]

Best. Class. Ever.

And AK-47s! Matt's never actually used one before, so this was a real treat.

Picking up his gun and the ammo, he looked around for someone to shoot with.

[charlesofdensen]

Ofdensen's eyebrows shot way up. Well. This wasn't your mother's Muggle Studies class. And he was a good shot, too.

Ofdensen looked around: both Nathan and Skwisgaar had signed up on this list, and who knows if any of the others would show. He would have to keep an eye on them, make sure they don't get shot by some idiot. If so, said idiot would lose his skin.

[needsanewliver]

((Papa wolf!Ofdensen = ♥))

Nathan was probably one of the last to show up, and unthinkingly went to sit by Ofdensen rather than his two bandmates as he usually would, both of who looked like death warmed over. He was rather better off than the Scandinavians, but likewise wound up falling asleep during the lecture. Despite guns and war and destruction all being very metal subjects, the whole blah blah blah droning lecture part was simply too boring for Nathan. He already knew how to blow shit up.

From across the room Jasper was subtly checking out sizing Ofdensen up, before giving the sleeping Nathan and Skwisgaar mildly disapproving looks. But after a moment he simply smiled, apparently not feeling the need to intervene; he was becoming a fanboy of Dethklok, and was well aware of Vladimir's fondness for Skwisgaar especially (something which Jasper shared, in a nonsexual way, despite having tried to eat him in the showers). And so the musicians were afforded special treatment. Jasper assumed Ofdensen must be their producer or manager

[charlesofdensen]

Ofdensen missed all the looks and glares, he was busy paying attention and taking notes. He did notice all the sleeping musicians though. That was nothing new. And better than when they decide to go off on some half-cocked scheme, despite his advice to the contrary.

When Harkonnen released everyone to target practice, Ofdensen first went to get his gun and ammo. Setting them down on his desk, he then lightly tapped Nathan on the shoulder.

[needsanewliver]

Nathan drowsily batted away whatever was tapping him before refolding his arms, mumbling something about it being his day off. This was probably just a taste of what was to come when and if they decided to, you know, literally sleep with each other. Nathan liked his catnaps.

[waste_lock]

Nny scowled at the guns. They weren't a weapon he was fond of.

Grenades and rocket launchers, on the other hand...

Well, first things first. He took up the AK-47, and looked warily around; working with a partner was another thing he dreaded.

[igorofmalaria]

Igor stared at his gun. He actually had more experience with rocket-launchers than guns, but maybe it wouldn't be too difficult. The only available partner nearby was a skinny guy most of the other students seemed to be avoiding. Igor nodded in his direction and waited to see his response.

[waste_lock]

Nny seemed a bit distracted, but he gave his would-be lab partner an indifferent nod as he raised the AK-47 toward the target.

He didn't like guns, but that didn't mean he lacked skill with them.