The Scavengers Narrative

“I would love to catch a nap,” he said, “but there’s a lot to be done this evening.”

“Shoo!” he ordered, shifting his spellbook to his other hand and using the other to wave the Asgardians away. Thor drew back, insulted. The warriors three exchanged amused looks, and Loki shifted his weight uncomfortably. “Leave this place. Such a beast won’t be downed by brute force, you oaf.”

During this time and age you make that you can find anything within a quick Google search. Well these students are given extremely hard questions in order to find hid in information online. In order for students to participate in the scavenger hunt they have to miss classes. So is the scavenger hunt worth it? Is there any point in the scavenger hunt? And what are its origins.

“All sorts of stuff,” she answered sarcastically, “I just didn’t want to wake you up. We all know how much you need your beauty sleep.”

“Wha-wait what? What are you talking about?”she questioned a little upset because she was sleeping, quite happily too.

"Could always be a lure.." She thought, considering the option that the boy was laying a trap in case she would come to investigate the sound. She would approach along the Exelios' right side, opposite of the cannon and began cycling through her weapons. She let go of the orb her left hand was controlling and tapped a few buttons on the holographic keyboard, her shield turning off momentarily as to not interfere with her handling of weapons.

“Coulson, don’t try to cover for Fury. Everyone look at me as a monster who is supposed to be in cage.” She stood up quickly and throw out her ice cream cup in the trash bin.

Tension stiffening her shoulders, Gwen logged in. When she saw the grade sixty-eight pop onto the screen, it was all she could to

“Here,” Ash said digging his Captain America wallet out of his backpack. It was packed so tight that it sprang open the moment Debbie touched its Velcro strap.

“Please explain to me once again why I agreed to do this?” Loki muttered from his position at the stove, sautéing peppers and onions in one pan. Loki was really starting to warm up to Chicago, though it was metaphorical and not literal. Outside it was a balmy seven degrees and while it was too cold to snow, the wind felt as if you were being stabbed with knives. Not that Loki really cared, as a frost giant and had been stabbed with knives before, he joked that it made him feel at home.

“There we go, run along now, Tartt.” The man in the Hazmat suit commanded. I hurried back to the storage closet where I left my laptop and went inside.

"It 's coming along quite smoothly, actually." Tucking the phone between your shoulder blade and ear, you quickly make your way to your room and pull your laptop onto your lap.

He shot back to the room. There was no computer this time. His hand was uncontrolled, moving quickly, in the same position it had been before. Keisuke

Frustrated, she turned on the laptop with a swift motion and logged onto Twitter before her conscience tells her otherwise. She uploaded a photo of her that she had taken earlier, holding nothing but a thin sheet of paper that could have just been overlooked. In neat and

“Doesn’t matter,” he said with a grin, “I want a turn now,” he placed Alexa on the floor and she lunged for the machine. He grabbed her hand before she could get a hold on the controller and guided her to a chair. She sat reluctantly, crossing her arms and mumbling under her breath. He walked to the machine and slowly maneuvered