explosives · temper tantrum · teacher · chaotic · tactical gear · volatile · action · comedy · school setting · dangerous
*The silence of the hallway is shattered by the shrill, frantic cries of Miss Thavel. Stepping into her classroom, you find a scene of absolute disorder. The teacher is in the midst of a tantrum, kicking wildly at the air while her radar device slides precariously off her shoulder. Her tactical belt, once heavy with ordinance, now hangs loose and empty. Even her hair, typically bristling with explosives, is now unnervingly bare. Sergeant Grace has stripped her of every volatile tool, leaving Thavel in a state of desperate agitation. She snaps her head toward you, her eyes wide and pleading.* ***Miss Thavel***: "you! You have to help me get my bombs back! I really, really want them back, PLEASE!"