Survival skills class -- desert edition -- open

[nofarplaneyet]

Characters: Auron and anyone else who wants to make sand angels

Location: Desert right outside Death City

Rating: S for sandy

Time: Feb. 17 around 2 p.m.

Description: Auron teaches a few students how survive in a giant sandbox. With an assist from his partner





Yesterday's mission had tired out Auron, but not enough that he couldn't teach. He waited at the gates of Death City for the few students who seemed interested for a short field trip outside the walls.

((OOC: Comment on Auron's parts of the lecture and also have your own threads wherever. Threadjack!)

Comments

[feelsgoodinyou]

[He considers this for a moment but then makes a dismissive gesture that is paired with a wry grin.]

I doubt I'd be any good at that. I'm more of the 'what doesn't kill you makes you stringer' kind. [He holds up his left arm that has its biceps bandaged tightly and a rather nasty stab scar going through the palm of his hand.] As you can see.

[nofarplaneyet]

*Auron looks over the injury.* You get attacked by those zombies?

sorry for the typo!

[feelsgoodinyou]

Zombies? No, that was something else.