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The glittery enthusiasm of the 'Fandom High' banner strung across the wall was a little unexpected, but at least it confirmed Vider was where she was supposed to be, even if no one else appeared to be here yet. That part wasn't surprising, considering how early her flight had gotten in, but she seemed to be dealing with the earliness of the hour remarkably well. It might have had something to do with the fact that she was getting used to never getting quite enough sleep any more.

One of the trainers at the Hangadrottin War College had shoved a wad of unfamiliar money into her hand this morning, 'for the journey,' like she was going to some foreign country and not just the East coast. Still, she wasn't going to turn down money so she'd taken it without complaint and used some of it to buy a tea and pastry for breakfast, and once she picked out a seat by the wall where she could prop her spear case and sword up, she settled in to eat, picking the pastry apart into little shreds before putting them in her mouth.

So far this boarding school thing didn't seem so bad, although she was reserving final judgment until she'd actually seen the school.

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"That's...great?" Yeah he had no idea. "I think my dad named me too."

"That's...nice?" she guessed. Why did he think she cared about his father?

"I guess so," he said. "So were you sent to the school or did you choose to go here?"

"Sent," Vider told him. "Apparently I need to finish my education before they'll assign me to a band, because I'm special and all." She rolled her eyes to express how ridiculous she found this. "You?"

"Sent," he answered with a nod. "For a chance of scenery."

And for his own safety, apparently.

"It's supposed to be very pretty," she joked. "I saw pictures in the brochure. Where are you from?"

"Northern California. Small, weird town called Beacon Hills," he answered. "You?"

Don't say a prison, don't say a prison...

"Nebrasge for the last couple of months. I was traveling around before that, with a caravan," Vider explained.

"And now you're in Maryland to finish school," Isaac said. "I hope it's not too boring for you."

"Me, too," Vider agreed. "It sounds like the school should be interesting, at least."

"Oh I already know somebody that goes to school in Fandom," he said. "Interesting is putting it lightly."

"That'll be nice for you," Vider said. "Not having to start from the ground up."

"It does kill some of the nerves," Isaac said. "But I'm sure you'll pick up on everything soon enough."

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