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

[nomoresportscars]

There was the bonfire for everyone who thought Maryland in January was a little too cool for their taste, as well as the moddable warm food and drinks, and chairs and tables in the school colors of blue and gold. Some tables were also set a little further away from the crowds.

Because there were always people who preferred the fringes.

[OCD up! This is the picnic post for general mingling. Roommates, fake siblings and teachers are all here. Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

Ugh.

All right, fair: the girl wasn't doing anything to actively incite Chuck's ire. He kept his glower at a low pitch, extending his focus to scritching Max behind the ears instead. "This one? Yeah, he likes strangers. Loves 'em. Don't you, Max?"

Max gave Celia a big, happy grin.

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Max," Celia said, smiling down at the dog as she delicately tugged off one glove so he could sniff her hand. She glanced back up at Chuck, and added, "You don't mind? I didn't know we were allowed pets here."

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

"Didn't say anything in the brochure," Chuck said idly. "So if we aren't, it's their problem, not mine."

He added nothing that might give her any indication she couldn't touch the dog. Max took advantage of the situation to sniff Celia's fingers, then her palm. Then he shoved his entire face into her hand.

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

"Aww!" Celia was generally more dignified than this, but there was a puppy. "They won't make you send him home," she replied, eagerly scritching Max behind the ears. "They'll take one look at his precious face and make him our new mascot. If I'd known animals were an option, I might have brought something."

She could always conjure up a kitten or something, if she got lonely. She hadn't tried it with anything alive except for birds, but she was here to practice, wasn't she?

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

"Oh, if they try and send 'im home, they'll definitely have a problem," Chuck said. "Bad enough I'm here, I'm not giving up my dog."

Because seriously, Max was the only living creature Chuck was willing to admit having any affection towards, and with good reason.

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

Celia raised a brow at that. "You didn't want to come?" she asked, not wanting to pry but also curious about what she'd gotten into. Maybe he knew something she didn't.

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

"No, my dad thought this was a good idea," said Chuck. And just in case his tone didn't give it away: "It wasn't."

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

"Mine thought the same thing," Celia said with a rueful smile. "What a delight, to have fathers so willing to ship their children away in this world. But it doesn't seem so bad, so far. Certainly better than what I'd be doing otherwise."

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

"Speak for yourself," Chuck said. Ah, kindred spirits. Sort of. "I had useful things to do elsewhere, until this mess happened. High school. Seriously. That's the best the old man could come up with."

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

"Oh, really?" she asked curiously. "What's so important down in...." She paused, squinting, and ventured, "Australia?"

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

"I'm training to be a Ranger," Chuck said, like that was supposed to mean something. "The old man snapped me out of the program two-thirds of the way in."

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Celia had no idea what that meant. "What sort of ranger? What do you...range?"

She didn't even know if that was the right term.

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

"PPDC Ranger," Chuck said. "Jaeger pilots...?"

Come on, Celia. Get with it.

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

"Um. I don't know what that is?" she admitted. "What are you...piloting?"

Yagers?

It was bad enough to have time-traveled, apparently. Now she felt stupid for not knowing what people were talking about when she clearly should.

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

"Jesus christ," said Chuck.

It wasn't exactly an answer to her question, but at least it encapsulated Chuck's sentiments about today pretty well.

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

Celia raised both her brows at that, straightening up after giving Max a final pet. "All right, I can see I've bothered you," she said, putting on her glove. "Sorry about that. I hope you settle in a bit better. Good luck with your yagers."

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

"Jaegers," Chuck said pointedly. "How on earth do you forget about giant bloody robots?!"

... the management apologizes, Celia.

And Max looked rueful.

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

"What is a robot?" Celia asked, shaking her head and finally showing a bit of frustration. "I don't know what that is, I woke up in 1884 this morning, so I'm still catching up a bit. Apologies for the slowness but I've apparently crossed a hundred and thirty years in the space of a few hours."

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[jaegerborn.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that facial twitch was definitely going to become a thing. "You're another one of those ren faire people," he said. "Of course. Stick your head in the sand, why don't you?"

Re: General Mingling [Spring 2014]

[pasunereveuse.livejournal.com]

Celia didn't want to admit that she didn't know what a ren faire was, either. "I'm sorry, your home sounds like something drastic is happening there, but I don't know a thing about it. We don't have yagers -- jaegers -- where I'm from, honestly. But it sounds awful, and I'm sorry to have upset you. I know how frustrating it can be when someone doesn't understand what you mean when you're describing something important to you."

She tugged on her glove, and smiled slightly. "You have a charming puppy. I hope your day improves, though." She tossed off a little wave, turning to walk off.