rakuen | Poisons class.

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Poisons class.

Characters: Day and all of Conquest Students!
Format: prose, action, anything goes
This log is: Party post, tag Day, tag each other. Feel free to tag any part of the class or all of them!
Location: The poisons classroom, which is really a science lab.
Summary: Lesson one: Herb identification. Day's poison lessons begin
Warnings: Poisons, frank talking about killing and death

[Beginning] When students arrive they will find an apricot on the table in front of their stool. Day is stood at the front smiling faintly. Santana is near her, obviously the prefect had passed this class last time she was here and was now Day's assistant. She was a very skilled poisoner after all. Once everyone was settled Day stepped forward, taking a bite out of her own apricot.

"Welcome to Poisons class. As you know I am Day your headmistress and Santana here will be assisting me. In this class, it will come of no surprise to you," hopefully, some of this lot seemed a little dense, "that we will be learning the art of poison. Believe me it is an art, it's not just about killing. Though that is important, it is about how you kill. A quick working poison that hits in the night, making it look like they have died in their sleep, naturally; or a slow working poison that paralyses first, to strike fear into all that sees."

Day had never thought she would be a good teacher, but she had had a lot of practice and mainly repeated things that Morveer had told her over the years.

"I am not interested in arguments about how what I do is morally reprehensible; save it for ethics class. For this hour you are poisoners, outside the class you can cry about your morals and honour to your hearts content. If anyone has a problem with my class and wishes to withdraw we can settle it the old fashioned way, bring your weapons, or your player and challenge us to a Rakuen battle. If you win you get permission to skip." She grinned, moving her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, to show off her upgrade rings.

"Today we will be learning about the raw materials and how to find them."

On the tables there were jars with a selection of herbs and fungi, there were also cards with simple descriptions, there were pictures on the other side, to check.

[Middle] The task was to pair up the correct jar with each card. Day was wandering round the class room checking on each students progress.

[End] Once everything was tidied away Day stood at the front again. "You each were given an apricot, eat it, it's delicious," she smiles, "Held inside the kernel is a poison called cyanide. Keep the kernel, keep it close. Get used to holding death in your hand. It's perfectly safe unless you are stupid enough to heat it until it bursts, or eat it. Bring them to class next week, do not forget.

Your homework is to search the campus, or the woods if you are a player or an owned weapon and find at least one herb or fungi we have learnt about today. Don't pick it," though if they did and poisoned themselves, well it would teach them to be careful. "Record what it is and where you found it."

With that she grinned again. "Dismissed." She's sticking around for a while though, in case anyone has questions.

OOC: Herb list
Fungi list
More fungi

That last link is on wikipedia, which will be blacked out soon for 24 hours, so the first two are probably more useful. Also if you know any herbs/fungi yourself feel free to have them be in the class as well!

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[Lithuania is stubbornly entering all of the descriptions into his PDA. It's taking a long time, as he's going by letter pattern rather than understanding which letter is which, but he's intent on making it work.

The poisonous mushrooms, however, Lithuania simply has to enter the name and without even glancing at the rest of the card, he identifies perfectly. Luckily his lost mushroom memory only involves the edible ones.

Still, everything else is slow going as he attempts to copy down the words.]

[Without saying anything Day takes out her own PDA and approaches the kid.] Lithuania isn't it? [She sends him a copy of the sheets the students are using, so his PDA can read it to him.]

Yes--ah.

[Lithuania brightens as he receives the sheets. This will make things a lot easier.]

Thank you, ma'am!

You're welcome. [She grins at him] You need any help learning to read come to me.

She had noted that he had been identifying the mushrooms quickly once the PDA had read the name to him.]

Is fungi something you are familiar with?

[Lithuania nodded.]

At home I'd gather mushrooms in the forests to eat. I can't remember which ones you're supposed to eat, though...

[She nodded] Luckily you don't need that memory for this class, as long as you can remember the dangerous ones it's fine.

Oh, good.

[Lithuania smiles.]

It's not too hard, if you know what to look for.

[Day grins at him] It's not you are right, I am sure you will do great in this class.

[The thought of a class like this, one that focused on such a thing, made Feferi's stomach turn. But she went along with it anyway. Rather than using her PDA, she's sketching out everything, writing the names next to them once she's identified the card.

She doesn't really want to practice using these on anyone, but it's attend class, challenge - a fight she won't win - or lose out. She looks awfully pale, though, and not even the sugar in her apricot is helping get the color back in her complexion.]

Day noticed the paleness, but didn't mention it. Kid would get used to the class eventually. She watches her sketch and nods at her, she's going well so far.

Ah, Miss Day? Do you mind taking a look at this?

[Feferi holds out her sketchbook, pointing to the drawing of a pale yellow oleander.]

Does this look too much like an apple blossom to you? I don't want to mix them up.

[Her voice was a touch shaky, but she finishes the apricot, turning the kernel in her hand as she speaks.]

[Day smiles and takes the notebook to look at the sketch there.] No it looks correct. [She hands it back over] Mixing up the two would be a grave mistake indeed. [And like all bad comedians she chuckles at her own joke]

[Feferi laughs nervously.]

How did you get interested in plants like this? I'll admit that I like plants, but I never thought of them like this?

[As she moves to sketching a mushroom.]

[She gets a smile in return, at least the kids trying.]

It wasn't really an interest that I consciously had [He voice is still bright and her smile doesn't fade] Morveer, that is my former master, took me in when I was a kid and taught me all I know.

[After a class of being a diligent student, and apparently enjoying herself, Estonia packs her bag and heads up to Day's desk.]

Excuse me, do you have a moment?

[Day looked up with a smile, she liked diligent students] Of course.

You seem knowledgeable. Extremely so. I was wondering what sort of background that you had.

[Day grinned] I was the assistant to a Master Poisoner, back in Styria, the country where I come from. I finished my apprenticeship about six months before I was brought here.

[She doesn't mention the fact she's technically dead, it's not good conversation material really. She wonders at the interest though.] Do you have a history of familiarity with poisons?

[The reference to an unknown country has Estonia trying to place it, and she's thus momentarily distracted from the conversation. If Styria is from the same planet she is, she's certainly never met them.]

I see. And, ah, not directly. I've read about them, of course, and... seen their usage, but I can't say I've ever poisoned anybody myself.

[Day nodded, it was more than some of her students knew, and she didn't expect many to have practical experience.] Don't worry that will change soon.

[That earns another pause. Estonia is trying, and failing, to think of a perfect human rights model to cite in response for this, so she seems a little unsettled.]

Now, I know you said you didn't want a discussion of ethics, but I can't help but wonder where you intend to find victims for this.

Plenty of people around to chose from. [She grins brightly and then realises that it took them a long time to work things out and this group had been here less than a week.]

I guess you hadn't worked out that you can't truly die here huh?

I... No. [Her brain is breaking a little at this news, simply because it does not compute.]

That's very-- but how?

Yes [Day nodded] We are not exactly sure on how, but if you die you just wake up again in your bed.

That's terrible. It's unnatural.

How is it terrible? [She picks up a spare apricot and starts eating it] Many things are unnatural, trains for example and these PDA's everyone has. Doesn't mean they are not convenient.

There's a difference between technology and reversing the very nature of something like biology.

Is there? [She takes another bite of apricot] I died, back in my home. It wasn't nice I tell you, then I woke up on the train. Unnatural it might be; but I sort of like being alive.

[She smiles and because she's been here long enough to understand a little of how the students who end up here often think she adds] If one of your friends dies here they just come back, they are not gone forever. Do you not think that is special?

I'm sorry for your... death, but it's one of the inevitabilities of life. And, to be honest, the reason I don't get attached to anyone who's not going to last. Immortality's not special, it's... scary.

Indeed, death is one of the inevitability of life, I grew up on that truth, that there is no man so powerful in the world that can not be brought low with the correct mixture of herbs. [She took another bite]

I was as upset as you when I found this out yet [Though for different reasons, she would hazard] Yet it is but one of the strange things about this place.

How though, do you find immortality scary? Usually it is death that people fear, it is what makes them weak.

The longer you stick around, the more horrible things happen to you.

Maybe whatever human or other being designed this setup wasn't aware, but being beaten down to the point where a human would die, without ever actually getting out of anything, because you have a job to do? That's incredibly difficult.

[Day shrugged] Guess that's right, but horrible things happen anyways, so many die without ever fulfilling their potential, here, you always get another chance.

Too many chances and people stop valuing things...

[Estonia shakes her head, though, moving on to the other point of interest to her.] Are there even any side effects? Aside from the obvious major psychological ones?

"There is an upgrade, a ring like the others that your weapons have. If you die here you receive it when you wake up and are classed as undead. It has consequences within the battle system, but because it is an upgrade it can be activated by wearing the ring or deactivated by taking it off."

She shrugged, "For those who died before they arrived here, that is their permanent status."

With a slow nod, Estonia did her best to process that, trying to avoid harsh judgement and finding it difficult. It was unnatural, moreso than anything she had ever seen invented, and that was a little disorienting.

"I see. So it's just another trick of things here."

Day nodded, "Perhaps not a trick, but it is definitely something here that does not seem to exist in any other world I have heard of."

"At least it's a comfort to know the laws of nature are still in effect in the places everyone else comes from," Estonia commented, her voice dry enough that feelings were probably hard to determine from the statement.

Day nodded. "I guess." She took another bite of apricot and shrugged, "Rules are made to be broken though." She finished off the apricot and grinned.

"Ah," as if that explained anything. "You're one of those."

It's not a judgement, not really, just Estonia realizing who the teacher was and how to deal with her. The more you know!

"Well, thank you for the conversation. I'll leave you be now."

Day nodded and pretended she knew what the woman was talking about. "See you around Estonia," she smiled again before going to begin clearing up the classroom.

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