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

[bigdamnprincipal]

It might have been the start of the fall semester, but it was definitely still summer in Fandom. The sun was shining and the temperature was already starting to get high, even as the NPC crew set things up for the day.

Luckily, the school knew how to take care of folks on days like today. Beneath the blue and gold streamers and balloons, tables had been set up with cold drinks and food, and an entire section devoted to offering up different moddable ice cream flavors. As always, there was a stack of nametags set down next two signs: one listing the Big Sibling/Little Sibling pairings, and one listing rooms and roommates for the new students.

With everything set up and the crew out of the way, it was time for the picnic to begin!

[Please wait for OCD! The 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. Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

Jonothon was... here. More or less. The combined efforts of Raven staying with him yesterday and Ben this morning had managed to get him the heck out of the dorms, at least. Which was probably for the best, as he apparently was getting a new roommate today, or something of the like.

That was pretty much par for the course for the entirety of the summer. Out with the old...

He eyed the roommate listing for a moment, and then shrugged, and made his way off to the edges to look at the crowd halfheartedly. There would be a George in there somewhere, or something, sometime.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

A roommate? She didn't even get her own fucking space? This sucked.

George was glaring at the list and wondering who Jono was going to be. Was that a guy's name? Okay, that was promising. Guys wouldn't hog the bathroom for two hours styling their hair, Daisy.

All right. Looking for some guy named Jono. And if "Jono" was that guy who'd been hitting on her on the shuttle, then she was going to kill him and hide the body.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

Jono probably wouldn't have even looked George's way if it hadn't been for the curious sort of itch that came from her. In his vast experience, 'George' hadn't usually been a girl name, after all. And yet...

He lifted a hand, nodding her way.

Bloody wonderful. He was going to have to share a room with a girl. Time to place bets on how long this lasted before she would inevitably start to scream.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"This is you?" George asked, lifting the sheet of paper and nodding. "I don't ... know how you pronounce it. John-O? Joe-Noh?"

Not the guy hitting on her. He seemed quiet. Both of those were good.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

Extra quiet, today. But generally fairly soundless in the most technical sense, regardless.

//First one,// he replied. //Short for 'Jonothon.'//

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Jono-short-for-Jonothon," George said, setting the paper back down and shrugging awkwardly. "I'm George. Short for Georgia."

Okay, so that would have to be Millie's middle name, if the school ever realized its error. Mildred Georgia Hagen. Or something.

"So you're ... another one of those head-talkers, huh?"

At least she hadn't shouted at him, the way she had with the girl on the shuttle. She should probably try to get used to it. It must be normal around here.

"You're not ... doing anything else in my head, are you?"

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

Jonothon probably wouldn't have taken very well to being shouted at, today. Odds were, yelling would have resulted in flinching. Possibly leaving. Not that he had any idea where to.

This, he could handle.

//Wouldn't want to,// he replied, shrugging. //People's heads are messy. Got enough trouble dealing with my own, anyhow.//

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Right," George said. She wasn't sure she bought that. If she could read minds, she'd snoop all day long.

Maybe people's thoughts were all so boring and stupid that none of it was worth eavesdropping on.

"So do you ... not talk, or ... ?"

Vow of silence? He didn't look like a monk. Maybe he didn't feel like bothering most of the time.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

Jono's reply to that was a raised eyebrow, initially.

And then, wordlessly, he raised a hand and pointed at the wrappings on his face. And then, still wordlessly, he trailed his finger up to the scars that came out from underneath them.

He'd have to tell her about the rest of it eventually, but at least that seemed like a good start.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

George leaned in, peering at the scars. "Oooooh," she said, wincing. "That ... had to hurt."

Curiosity took over. "So you lost your voice?" she asked. "Is it your vocal cords or is, like, your mouth missing?"

She was less squeamish than she used to be. Plenty of reaps weren't all that pretty. Hell, he should have seen her autopsy.

What little there was of it.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

That wasn't the sort of question that he was really used to getting. Most people just assumed that speaking was uncomfortable. This girl asked questions that more or less made sense, really.

//Both,// Jono replied. And then, a moment later, he added, //more than both. It's... messy.//

Yes. Messy. That was a good word for it.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I bet," George said, shaking her head.

More than he possibly realized, since she wasn't in small burning chunks any more.

"It's good you had that ... head-talking thing to fall back on, then," she said.

This was George's attempt at optimism. Complete ray of sunshine, she was.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

Jono was kind of like a large burning chunk, all on his own. Wasn't that special?

//I suppose.// He lifted a shoulder slightly. //All happened at th'same time. Nasty trade-off.//

He would have been just as happy without. Happier, maybe. But what was, was. He understood as much, now.

//There's more.//

He had to tell her. He was going to be sharing a room with her. He had to tell her...

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Okaaaaaay," George said, wondering what the big secret was. Thus far, he smelled funny and talked in her head, neither of which were dealbreakers on the roommate front. One possibility suggested itself, and so she leaned in, lowering her voice.

"Are you dead?" she asked.

If so, his reaper should be slapped, and hard, for such a sloppy job. You take souls before the disfiguring accident that ends their lives, so they don't have to wander the afterlife missing vital parts of themselves.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

Jono only winced a little bit at that. No, he wasn't dead. But his girlfriend was.

Ouch.

//I'm not. Probably should be, though.// Shrug. //Ever heard of mutants, where yer from?//

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Can't ... say I have," George asked, not sure why he flinched. Insulted that she'd suggested it? Which meant he probably wouldn't react that well if he knew. Fuck. "That's what happened to you? You ... mutated?"

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

//Something like that,// Jono allowed, shrugging again and looking downward. //It's different for anyone who... manifests. Mine is fire.//

Lots and lots and lots of fire.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

Okay, this required one really important question, right up front.

"Is our room gonna be on fire?"

Most of her shit was flammable.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

//Not if I can help it,// Jono replied, raising an eyebrow faintly. //Just me.//

This was totally the most casual conversation ever. Really.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Okay, that was much better. Her frog probably wouldn't survive an inferno, and it'd be messy for her.

Blink. Blink. Blink.

"... Seriously?"

Because if he was just a guy with bad scars who was having a go at his roomie's expense, now would be the time to say so.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

And now, Jono was going to... Kind of look around, to make certain that there was nobody looking. Okay. Righto. Good show and all of that.

And now he was going to pull one of the bandages on his face down, just a little bit.

Yes, George. Seriously.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

George was going to stare at it, cringing. And trying not to admit how, in a weird sort of way, it looked cool.

"Seriously, that doesn't hurt?" she asked.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

//Nothing much left to hurt,// Jono replied, shrugging and straightening the bandages again.

If that was her biggest concern, then they would get along just fine.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"There's still you," George said. "There's still a you that can be hurt."

Technically, there were only burned-up chunks of her left, but she could be hurt, too.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Fall 2010]

[furnaceface]

Jono eyed her for a moment at that, running his hand over his bandages one more time, just to be certain that everything that was supposed to be in... was.

//There are things that hurt a hell of a lot worse than fire,// he replied, after a moment.