Gideon sucked in a sigh and locked the violence away a moment before little Swiftfang could have dropped to all fours and made a run for the food. Of course since she was just as likely to think her intake mates would make a faster and easier meal, Gideon had to stop this no matter which way it went. Cat-girl had been all lithsome grace a moment ago and now found herself sprawled on the floor, groaning.
                              
"Oops, a little too much." Gideon mumbled, not liking that the convict was frowning at her, as if he was starting to figure out that she was the one shutting people down. Gideon didn't care if they figured out she could do it, she just didn't want anyone figuring out HOW she was able to. Time to derail that thought proces.... Gideon figured, seeing Virgil's eyes take in Gideon's physical appearance a little more carefully. "Princess, Morningstar, she's your ward until she's back on her own two feet. Something bad happens to her and it's your asses. Got me?" Gideon pointed at the two she wanted.
                              
"Why the hell should I do your job for you?" Virgil demanded, not seeming bothered by the now permanent nicname of princess.
                              
"As touched as I am that you want me taking time out of my busy day to hold your hand and spend the morning with you, Councillors are a little busy in the am hours." Gideon retorted, reminding the convict that yesterday they were told that their house Councillors were in charge of afternoons, the Senior Councillors took the mornings with the Doctor. "Listen princess. This is one of those, what I say goes things. You all haven't earned the right to bitch and moan about it yet. You can whine if you want to, but don't expect any sympathy. Take care of your intake mate. This one, and all the others. They've got your back in here. Trust me when I say not a single one of you will make it alone through this."
                              
Gideon looked at the rest of the kids, suddenly feeling old even though the convict was barely months younger than she was. Worlds apart more from experience than any kind of cultural reasons. "I suggest you all get a move on and change. Houses two and three have already left ahead of you and I woke you all up early." she warned. The threat of no bacon got the lead out of them faster than praise or violence even could have. Gideon walked her kids over, waving at the other Councillors as her group neared theirs.
                              
"How's the Night Shift?" Gideon asked Lisa, watching as her six youngsters grumbled and mingled with the Witch's, the kids all having this vague air of 'our councillor sucks worse than yours'.
                              
"Oh, you know." Lisa shrugged off, smiling as Xavier came up and looped an arm over her shoulders.
                              
"And how about you tinman?" Gideon asked the golem. "How's your Echoes?"
                              
"Same as ever." The golem winked at Gideon, scanning the mingling group of kids. The trio of Councillors let intake four, five and six wander in without them. Instead they headed straight back into the kitchens.
                              
Gideon loaded up on travelling food for all three of them, Lisa scrounged together a box of tomatoes and Xavier grabbed a bag full of string, small wood steaks and a fist full of bells. The looks that the intakes gave them as they walked passed the tables was one of mixed dread and fear. Already Gideon's group looked at their Councillor, as if accepting that she was going to go out of her way to teach them a lesson and that it might be easier to go along and dodge whatever projecticle she had ready; rapier wit or physical object.
                              
"Just to give you the heads up intake five, this first week is going to be all about learning and using rule number one." Gideon called to her kids as they scooched past their table.
                              
"Don't get caught?" the incubus asked, already confused.
                              
"No. Be honest with yourself." the convict muttered across the table.
                              
"And how do you teach someone that?" the vampire asked, aiming for snarky but falling shot and just sounding confused and bitchy.
                              
"By making it impossible for you to lie to yourself." Gideon stated with a smile.
                              
"I have the distinct feeling we all should run and hide." Virgil said sarcastically.
                              
"Why?" the necromancer asked, missing the subtext completely.
                              
"I may have only been here for a day thus far, but I've already learned that when that one," Virgil points at Gideon, "has that kind of demented smile on her face, I don't want to be involved."
                              
"Gideon, it sounds as if your intake doesn't trust you." Jasper, another Councillor called out.
                              
Gideon just smiled even broader. "Of course not Jasp. They're not stupid."
                              
"Just trouble. Like you." Jasper countered, tone biting.
                              
Gideon just shrugs off the slight animosity. "The world never got changed by people unwilling to cause a little chaos Jasper."
                              
"Yeah, I'm just not liking how you're twisting these young minds." Jasper walked over so their conversation wasn't yelled at each other across many witnessing ears.
                              
Gideon looked up at Jasper, the smile never leaving her face. "Jasp, just remember which one of us here wants to help for the paycheque and which one of us is here because the system works. And then walk away." she instructed. Jasper's lower jaw jutted out as he clenched it, face flashing with anger, but he spun on his heel and walked away.
                              
"Did you just bluff your way out of a fight?" Trinity, Gideon's witch asked, eyes bright.
                              
"Kids, rule number 3. Don't bluff. That way no one can call you on it later." Gideon waved her fingertips at intake five as if nothing serious had occured at all.
                              
"You're mental." Lisa whispered to Gideon as the trio walked outside.
                              
"Yeah and?" Gideon replied, smile falling away.
                              
"Ladies, shall we assemble the obstacle course or did you guys just want to wing it this time?" Xavier asked, setting down bag and bells.
                              
"It's never a good idea to let Gideon wing it." Lisa tried to muffle her laugh.
                              
Gideon just laughed, nodding. "I really don't need another dip in the lake thanks." she waved off and started to set up a complex web of wooden steaks, rope and bells with the help of her friends. It took them most of the morning, but eventually they had over an acre of land covered in a confusing layout that looked just this side of impossible.
                              
"How long do you think it'll be before they figure it out?" Xavier asked Gideon. She held up a $5 bill.
                              
"I say it takes them an hour." Gideon bet.
                              
The golem pulls out a matching $5. "I say 45 minutes."
                              
Lisa snorts at them. "You guys give them too much credit. I say nearly 2 hours." she adds her own $5 to the mix. The trio look back towards the mess and meet, then grin at each other. "They're not gonig to have a clue what hit them." Lisa says triumphantly.
                              
"Oh..... I think they'll be able to figure out some of what's hitting them." Gideon countered, hefting a tomato.