Fandom High School

Today Hannibal was in a linen suit. Suitable for hot weather, but offering adequate coverage of skin to avoid too much pollen exposure on the way to Portalocity. He'd worn a surgical mask until he got indoors, too. While he didn't mind the effect when he and Jono were alone, class was not the time for it.

"Welcome. We'll be hurrying along today, so our introduction will wait until we're through the portal."

Jono, meanwhile, was wearing... his usual early spring attire. Tee shirt, jeans, leather jacket, scarf. Shut up. He knew he was going to basically die of heatstroke, but he had limited options without walking out there looking like some kind of bondage king. Which would be a terrible life choice this week.

He was, however, wielding a water bottle. With a spray nozzle. Which he usually used on the cats.

He was also waving people through the portal without further ado, because while he was immune to the effects of the pollen (you have to have lungs to be able to breathe that crap in, suckers), he wasn't letting any of the class linger longer than need be.

There were other ways to be affected by it, and Hannibal would be seeing to some of those later...after class. Class was now, and he was perfectly capable of restraining (cough) himself.

When they got through the portal, they would find themselves in a desert landscape, just outside an area with staked-out squares of sand that had been dug into methodically.

//Dinosaur dig in the Gobi Desert, today,// Jono declared, once everybody was through the portal. //A lot of fiddly, delicate work. If you find anything interesting, you even get to keep it.// A pause. //If you find anything too interesting, science gets to keep it, but at least you'll get credit for the discovery. Dinosaurs you might find parts of here are velociraptors, protoceratops, oviraptors, and tarbosaurus. You will drink water, you will wear a hat, and you will tap out and sit in the shade if the heat starts to get to you.//

"Meanwhile, we can all enjoy time in the sun, sand, and pollen-free environment," Hannibal said. And he could find things to do so that Jono didn't need to use the spray bottle on him. Unless he needed cooling down for other reasons.

"The leaders of the expedition speak some English. Follow their directions. If you need any other help, please see one of us."

Once again, Hannibal and Jonothon had their class meeting on the Causeway. This week they'd been told to dress for warmer weather, and to bring good hiking shoes, if they had them.

"Welcome back," Hannibal greeted them. "We can get to our trips again now that the island seems to have given up on...whatever that was last week."

He opened the large pack he had with him and passed out large bottles of water to everyone. "You will want to drink as much as you can. We will be visiting a high-altitude site, and this will help you adjust. Don't overexert yourself, and let us know if you're experiencing any ill effects."

//And you'll want to wear sunscreen,// Jono added, opening his own... rather less large pack. He hadn't been put on water bottle duty, it was fine. He handed out the little travel-sized bottles of sunscreen for the class to take. //Gets sunny up there.// A pause. //This week, we're going to Peru. Into the Andes. There are the ruins of an old citadel up there that a few of you from Earth might have heard of, and we're going to be doing a bit of exploring, there.//

"Machu Picchu," Hannibal said. "It has been designated a world heritage site for its extraordinary architecture and historical value. We'll be able to walk through the ruins, which have been partially reconstructed over the years, and there will be guides if you have questions. The local language is Spanish, but most will speak at least some English. If you need more, please ask." Because he spoke Spanish, too. Of course.

"Today we will be heading out once again," Hannibal said, as if meeting at Portalocity wasn't the first hint. "However, it will be less about going someplace on Earth, and more about going someplace under it."

Sorry, Prompto.

"Today we'll be heading to North Wales," Jono offered, looking faintly amused, "to some manner of amusement park set up in some underground caverns. Caves and nets, mostly."

What wasn't to love?

"Wales is known for its mines," Hannibal explained, "but when those dry up, apparently they like to make the best of it."

By installing nets and trampolines and funky lighting.

"If you would prefer to simply watch, there are tickets for that, too." But who wouldn't want to bounce around a cavern?

"Either way, enjoy."

[OOC: Open!]

Instead of Portalocity, class today had been instructed to meet in the Danger Shop. When they got there, their instructors were dressed casually (for them; Hannibal was still in a suit) and the shop itself was set up like a cross between a comfortable living room and a pub.

"Welcome," Hannibal said. "Since all of last week was a field trip, we thought another one might be overkill. So instead, we're relaxing at home. So to speak."

"Here at home," Jono offered, jerking a thumb toward what looked more or less like a large rec room. With perhaps a few cues - the very particular sofa, that exact television - from the dorm common rooms thrown in for good measure. Hey, he'd lived there once, too. What better way to program in a staycation than to go with what the students actually knew? "Which isn't really home so much as a sim of somewhere homey, but that'll do in a pinch."

"So, have fun," Hannibal said. "Oh, and there is food. It's real." Because he had his own ways of relaxing.

[OOC: Open!]