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[notpuny]

Who: Peter Parker, his science class, volunteer chaperones, and anyone else.
What: FIELD TRIP.
Where: Starting underground (classroom), moving up to a JUNGLE aboveground.
When: Monday morning.
Notes: More explanation in OOC comm!"Okay, boys and girls

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[yup_whitesuit]

Anakin did not raise his hand

"HOW WILL YOU ENSURE MY PRECIOUS GRANDCHILDREN ARE KEPT SAFE."

[notpuny]

Peter pointed at Anakin in an aha, good question gesture.

"Well, Mr Skywalker, I'll make sure they're in your group. That'll be the safest one, right?"

His grin was only slightly cocky.

[yup_whitesuit]

Anakin has had no coffee. Only paranoia.

"I will destroy anything remotely dangerous."

[notpuny]

"...uh."

The cockiness faded slightly.

"Mr Skywalker, we don't want to destroy anything. Unless it's, you know, a matter of life and death. Because, anything remotely dangerous? There'd be no jungle to observe."

Peter has not taken the appropriate How To Deal With Anakin Skywalker classes.

[skelleyman]

Death arrived in the classroom at the appointed time. He had never been on a field trip before, but it did sound like an enjoyable way to spend a day. Also he thought Susan might approve of his attempt at furthering the education of young mortals.
GOOD DAY MR. PARKER.

[notpuny]

"Now that doesn't get creepier every time."

Sometimes, Peter was not entirely aware of what he was just thinking and what he was actually saying out loud.

"Morning, Mr, uh, Death. Good to have you with us."

[skelleyman]

I SEE MOST OF THE STUDENTS HAVE NOT YET ARRIVED. THAT IS GOOD AS I WISH TO KNOW HOW MANY I WILL BE CHAPERONING.
Death just wanted to do a good job really. After all his charges would have a rather hard time running off on him.
ALSO WILL I HAVE TO ENFORCE RULES ABOUT CHEWING GUM?
He seemed to recall there was something about not chewing gum in class that the Death of Rats had mentioned.

[notpuny]

"I'm hoping to keep the groups small ... maybe three or four kids to each grown-up; depends how many show up. Uh, registers and roll calls aren't exactly reliable around here."

That was putting it mildly.

"But ... no," he decided, a little bemused. "Well, no spitting it out in the jungle. But that goes with no littering in general."

[notprincessleia]

"I have questions," Winter says, boredlike. She eyes the others around her (Allana and Amelia, holding hands, Allana looking slightly greenish still...Leia and Anakin Jr.) before sighing at Mr. Parker. "Is there like...a leash we can put these kids on? I mean, Allana and Amelia."

A beat passes, in which the little ones make an indignant noise, and Winter eyes Anakin Jr. speculatively. "Maybe Littlekin too."

[borntobeajedi]

"--huh?"

Anakin is so confused. Is Winter serious? He is almost thirteen.

[notpuny]

Peter bites his lip against a snort.

"I could make one out of webbing."

[rebelapprentice]

Leia wrinkles her brow, wondering if she should say something.

She twists Winter's hair with her pencil instead.

"Heeeeeeeeeee."

[rabbitproblem]

Remus had a perpetual smile on his face. Being a sort of teacher, with nice pseudo-coworkers, immensely pleased him. He was happy to be of use for something.