Survivalist School

"What exactly happens to you if you don't pass?" Glock asks.

Shein shrugs to Glock. "You're put through hell with training until you do pass it. That's why I'm worried about whether they'll pass or fail Arren."

"So we may yet get to spear people? Hmm." He giggles a bit as he reaches for his makeshift spear.

(OOC: Pass)

Shein looks at Dmitri. "Hopefully not, but be ready, just in case."

The medical team finally arrives to check Arren over. They don't remove the makeshift splint, but rather give him painkillers until they can get him to the medical bay.

A Lieutenant comes on to the transport and looks at the four. He sighs. "I've got some jealous soldiers out there. Who's idea was it to take the transport?"

Dmitri points to Glock.

"It was one of my better ideas, I'll admit," Glock says.

(OOC: Pass.)

The Lieutenant nods to Glock. "It was rather ingenious. I don't think any of our people considered it. Or if they did, they put it out of their minds." He looks at Arren, then jerks his head toward the door.

The medical team begin moving him now.

Shein watches them, then looks at the Lieutenant. "Scores?"

The Lieutenant shakes his head. "I still have to write my reports, not to mention this is a rather unusual situation we've got here. I'm not going to hold you here or anything."

Shein's off and headed after Arren and the medical team then.

Glock follows Shein.

"Wait, we get scored? Clearly I won, right?"

"I don't think there's a competition amongst us for points."

Glock looks at Dmitri in disbelief.

"Not that I remembered, at least. I figured the point was to survive this and say 'yay.' But sure, if you want to play it that way."

Shein glances at Glock. "We get scored as a team. Though they can fail individuals and still pass the team as a whole." He shrugs. "It's not rocket science. Your actions likely caused us to pass as a team. Don't know about Arren though. If it were cut and dry, he'd have passed us already. This only means he's considering failing Arren. Or someone else."

"Well, that was a completely warranted break from politics Shein. Thank you for offering it to me."

He offers Shein his hand (to shake obviously). And after Shein also says goodbye, a Burninite ship will appear and beam him in and he'll go home. Unless he needs to stay for some reason.

"And that was a warranted break away from my father. Wish I could stay a bit longer."

Shein glances at Dmitri. "You're welcome to stick around as long as you like. Call it cross-training if you want." Once there in the medical bay, Shein stays out of the way and watches what's going on with Arren.

Arren will recover, of course.

"Sure thing."