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

Throughout the lawn, tables and chairs had been set up and scattered, some out in the bright, sunny center of everything, and some in the darker, more remote areas.

Eat up, folks! Don't let that food go to waste!

[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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At least someone here was dressed halfway normally, and that was reason enough to say hello.

So that was what Anders did.

"Hello," he said. "Mind if I sit by you?"

Someone who dressed properly, and managed a friendly greeting at that? Edward wouldn't argue with it. "Be my guest," he said, waving towards an empty spot. "Didn't I see you right before we got on that contraption this morning?"

Admittedly, his memories of that event were on the fuzzy side.

"I think you did," Anders said, taking a seat in the indicated space. "I would have said hi then, but I don't think either of us were feeling our best. I'm Anders."

"Edward," he offered easily. "So, Anders, did you have any clue about this odd kip? I just woke up here."

This Anders fellow was likely in a similar situation to himself - English, though.

Anders shook his head. "The portal was just supposed to get me out of where I was," he explained. "And --whatever else it is -- this certainly isn't where I was, so I suppose it worked."

"The portal?" Edward echoed.

That sounded interesting. If odd.

"It was like a doorway made out of light," Anders explained. "I'd never seen anything like it, but it was there, so --"

He gestured, indicating he'd gone on through.

"I don't recommend it. Made me sick."

"Sounds more like you were drunk, mate," Edward said, grinning. "I had a similar experience prior to coming here, but I happen to remember the tavern that started it all."

Anders laughed into his hand. "If my friend got me this drunk on the tiny vial he gave me, I'll have to thank him," he said. "This is an entertaining hallucination, if that's what it is."

"It's my reigning theory, at least whenever the hangover's not troubling me," Edward shared. "That, or it's a grand windfall of staggering proportions, waiting to come back and plague me in the shape of misfortune."

"I'm sure it will all come crashing down sooner or later, but we may as well enjoy it up to then," Anders said lightly, and -- realizing why the cadences of Edward's voice sounded vaguely familiar -- glanced at his new friend. "Pardon me if this is a rude thing to say, but you don't look Dalish."

His eyes were a normal size, and there didn't even seem to be any points on his ears!

Now that was an odd non-sequitur. Edward squinted at him. "That would be 'cos I'm from Swansea," he said. "Pembrokeshire's about sixty miles westward from where I'm from."

The English. For God's sake.

Anders deflated at the recitation of more place names he'd never heard.

"So you aren't elven. I didn't think so, but your accent --" he shrugged. "They're the only people I've heard it on."

"Don't get out much, do you?"

Edward wasn't going to take the confusion poorly. His expression invited Anders to take it all as a bit of a joke.

"No," Anders chuckled, after a pause. "I don't, I'm afraid. But I'm here now, so maybe the tide has turned."

"Depends on where 'here' is, doesn't it," Edward mused. "I heard someone claim we were in the Americas, like. Seems impossible to me, but then so's most of the other tosh they keep telling me."

"I don't even know where the Americas are, so you're one up on me," Anders admitted. "It's all absurd."

"I think we can agree on that," Edward said with a snort. "But at least there's a tavern here, or so I'm told."

"Are you thinking a few more drinks might clarify things?" Anders asked. "I might try that one out for myself."

"I'd say we should leave no option untried," Edward said, grinning. "No bottle unturned, as it were."

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