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Crawl the Walls
You've barely looked up from the table when you hear a male voice call your name. And you know that voice. It sounds like Tomas, a fellow within your organization.
You've bumped heads with him a few times but you don't mind seeing a familiar face in such an unfamiliar environment.
You confer with him briefly. You both admit to letting some things get away from you, you both agree that Continuing Education jail, as you call it, it uncalled for, you both look questioningly at the table of name tags and mouth guards.
"Maybe we're going to box each other for our credits," he says too loudly while laughing. "I might go for that."
He might, but you don't. Anything relying on athletic skills won't turn out well for you.
The whispering women seem to suddenly notice the two of you just as others begin pushing through the double doors. They get your names and hand you both baggies.
Tomas jumps on it.
"Excuse me. What are these for?"
He dangles the baggie.
"They're doing things a little different today," answers one of the women.
You decide to:
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