Starting the REAL Combat class!

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Okay, okay, okay! You're finally ready to go see all the rest of your classmates again, and to start your next class! It's Combat class, with Professor Phoebe, and you rush your way over to that same classroom again to get ready. You actually left the Courtyard a little bit early, because you were really excited, so you're the first one in the room. What fortune!

You take your position at your normal desk, in the front right corner, and dutifully set your bag to the side of your chair to begin unpacking it. You brought your wargear case, of course, and you're really hoping that this class won't be all about notes, but you don't want to be unprepared in the worst case scenario anyway.

About half a minute later, Miranda walks in the room with a big smile on her face. You give her a wave, but she's so full of bliss that she doesn't really notice as she just sort of drifts her way over to her desk beside yours.

"What's up?" You ask, tilting your head and zipping your bag back up.

"I just got some good news...." She says dreamily, leaning back in her seat relaxedly. You blink. She hasn't even organised her stationary yet, and she's already looking so relaxed? Amateur. Her head drifts to the side and she sees you staring, and it seems to give her the same revelation as she quickly sits up in her chair and focuses her head on the inside of her lap-sitting backpack with a squeak, and her lips go all tightly closed. Cool.

The rest of your classmates arrive over the next little bit, as does Professor Phoebe, but Lexi is noticeably missing from her usual position at the desk behind yours. She'll probably be here soon, though. Professor Phoebe walks to the front of the room after giving you all a nice greeting, and sets down a little coffee she must've just gotten from the Food Court on her desk. She takes a bit of time to set all of her things up, and you've noticed that pretty much the WHOLE time you've been sitting here Miranda's been shooting hesitant glances over towards you, so you're really ready and rearing to start smashing stuff up.

"H-hi Debbie!" Miranda suddenly turns to you and announces forcefully.

You turn to her. She looks very nervous. You smile and give her a wave back.

"Okay, I think we should be ready to begin." Professor Phoebe says from the front of class, straightening up in her chair and looking out across you all. "I hope you're ready for some real Combat class to get started."

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Professor Phoebe looks out at you all.

"Unfortunately, Lexi wasn't feeling quite well, so she won't be joining us for today." She says. "She must've caught something on the weekend, the poor thing. But the rest of you!" She snaps, suddenly all serious. "You had better be counting yourself lucky that you don't have First Aid class up next, or I'd be taking full advantage of that fact to push you all far beyond your limits and get you some proper in-field experience. Instead, we'll just have to make do with being pushed up to your limits."

She picks her coffee up from her desk and steps around it, circling your chairs menacingly as she continues. You keep track of her the whole way,{if CumSuccess == 1} feeling maybe a bit less intimidated than you might've been without seeing her naked, ****, and laid backwards limp just last week. But still feeling VERY intimidated!{else} very effectively intimidated. Sh-she really knows her stuff!{endif}

"You're all going to wish that Lexi had kept the whole lot of you home through contagion. You're going to wish you went to a tamer, nicer University, without all of this troublesome pain." She sips her coffee aggressively. "You're going to see ****, and you will either push it back into the hole it belongs in, or you will crumble. This is the make or break week. And, if you've any sense at all, you had better make it!"

Her eyes narrow, and run across each and every one of you. You manage to pull your eyes away from her for just a second to look around the room and confirm that you're not being a coward -- the rest of the class is just as worried as you are.

"MIRANDA!" Professor Phoebe yells.

Miranda squeaks. "Y-yes???"

"Since Lexi isn't here, and you're not a big fan of Combat class, I'm happy to give you a bit of extra time with Nurse Riley just for today, if you'd like. I've told her you might be coming for a visit." Professor Phoebe says in her normal voice again. Everybody stares at her. She takes a completely neutral sip of her coffee.

Once Miranda's gotten her shaking under control, and realised that she's not in trouble at all, she pauses and readjusts in her chair.

"Ummm.... y-yes please. Thank you." She whispers.

Professor Phoebe nods with a smile, and Miranda begins packing up her books and stuff again, looking very thankful (and still a little bit shaky). She looks out to the rest of you.

"Okay, the rest of you, go get changed into your armours! Today should be fun, and I'm really looking forward to seeing what you all did in Equipment Maintenance last week." She sips her coffee again, other hand on her hip. Everybody is still looking at her and not moving. "Well, go on then, silly billies! What are you waiting for? Meet me in the Gymnasium when you're geared up."

With that, you and all of your classmates quickly scramble up from behind your desks and grab your wargear cases, before rushing off to the safety of wherever each of you chooses to safely get all equipped. That was so intense!