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Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part I

If anyone had hoped for good weather for the picnic, their wish had been granted as the day turned out to be sunny and warm. Everything had been cleaned up, spiffed up and ~~bedazzled~~ ~~dazzled~~ made as perfect as possible for the new arrivals. They deserved at least a few moments of pleasantness before the weirdness started to sink in.

May whatever deity they believed in help them now.

As usual, there were long tables set up with food and drinks, a table of nametags, and two signs: one listing the Big Sibling/Little Sibling pairings, and one listing rooms and roommates for the new students. With everything in place, the picnic was ready to begin.

[OCD is up!! This is part one of the picnic, specifically for meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. The rest of the picnic is happening here and here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible.]

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"Well," Minsc said, giving a response careful thought, and then smiled broadly to supply more information, always eager to help, "you're standing, obviously. At the Fandom High Welcome Picnic! To meet other teachers and maybe some of the students."

"That's very helpful, thank you," Algren replied, furrowing his eyebrow as he tried to figure out if the large man before him was serious.

He was wearing armor and had a rodent on his shoulder. He had to assume that, yes, Minsc here was entirely sincere.

"So, you're a teacher at the school here, then? What, might I ask, do you teach?"

"Care for Magical Creatures!" Minsc informed Captain Algren proudly. "I've only been teaching it for a semester, since my retirement from adventuring, but I must say, I've really taken to the task!"

If Nathan was taking a half-step backward now, nobody would blame him, right?

"Magical... Creatures." It was a somewhat skeptical sort of echo, but at least he was managing words. "Dare I ask what sorts of magical creatures you cover in your curriculum?"

"Oh, anything really," Minsc said; he was used to half-steps back anyway. "From the tiniest little will-o-the-wisp," he pinched his fingers together closely, leaning in and eying it with one eye shut, "to the biggest of noble dragons!" The arms swept out to indicate a truly massive size; Boo almost tumbled from his shoulder in the attempt, squeaking, and quickly retreated down Minsc's armour and into his pouch.

"Although," Minsc added as his arms settled and he patted the pouch apologetically, "this semester and I am focusing only on transformations. It is a very big deal here, don't you know. Very important that the younglings know all about them!"

Nathan had to take a moment to muse on whether or not another half-step backward would be too much.

No, not nearly enough.

"Of course. I would hate to think that the younglings would have to live their lives misinformed about the many complexities of turning into dragons." Seeing as they didn't exist, and all.

Minsc's eyes widened a little. "I certainly hope none of them are turning into dragons! It truly is a complex procedure, as you've said, Captain, and, on top of that, a dragon is a creature you do not want to disrespect!"

Algren was pretty much speechless now, yes. Really, he was thoroughly lacking in any sort of insight to lend regarding dragons. Goodness only knew why.

"You know," he stated, eager to change the subject, "it being my first day here on the island, I could probably use some help finding my way around. Learning the terrain, the local businesses, finding a place to sleep at night. That sort of thing."

"Absolutely!" Minsc never really had the attention span for one topic for too long, anyway. "Although, there's only a few important places. The school, obviously, and the local tavern, which serves a very good moderately strong ale, and the Gig, where I can get all the dents out of my weapons and armour!"

And then something caught up with Minsc. "Wait a moment. Did you say, Captain, that you haven't a place to sleep at night?"

The school, Algren would become acquainted with soon enough. The tavern, he couldn't get to soon enough. He made a mental note to enquire as to the whereabouts of that just as soon as he was sure he wasn't going to be spending his nights under a small boat on the beach.

"I did, indeed. Ending up here was a somewhat unscheduled trip, actually. I didn't exactly have an opportunity to arrange for a place to stay before arriving."

[Headed out for a few hours! Is slowplay alright?]

"Oh, Captain Algren," Minsc said, his grin growing even broader, "our meeting here is truly fortunate. You looking for me when I was looking for you, and now you not having a place to call home when I have actually just finished renovations on my house that somehow left me with a lot of extra rooms that are too much for just Boo and myself! And I feel it is my honour and duty as your Teacher Buddy to not offer you one to claim for your own, if you would so like!"

"That would be... convenient." Algren eyed Minsc for a moment more, weighing the pros and cons of cohabitation with an insane man who believed in dragons. And then he decided that, dragons or no, it had to be better than sleeping in the cold in the sand.

"I would be pleased and honoured to take you up on that offer." He would be spending a good deal of time at that tavern which the large man before him had mentioned. "Thank you, Minsc."

"You are quite welcome, Captain Algren!" Minsc said, ducking his head in a gesture of returned gratitude. "The address is 25 Unicorn Street; I will try to remember to unlock the door for you, but if it isn't, just kick it in and I'll fix it in the morning."

"Kick it in," Algren echoed, working on wrapping his head around every syllable of strangeness that came out of Minsc's mouth. "I'll keep that in mind. Perhaps we can arrange for a copy of the key to be made, however. Just to spare on expenses?"

"Oh, of course," Minsc agreed. "But we haven't got any of those quite yet."

Clearly.

"Clearly."

Nathan took a moment to tug at the bottom of his shirt, straightening it out a little as though there was nothing the matter in the world just then. It was a coping mechanism, really. Ah, denial.

"Well, it's been a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Minsc. You've been entirely too..." There was a word for this, somewhere. He would find it eventually. "Too helpful."

"Impossible!" Minsc barked a laugh, going to clap a hand of camaraderie on his new housemate's shoulder. "That is what I am here for, Captain!"

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