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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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Barry gave Evan a cautious look as he gave OL some neck scritches. "When you say fun with genetics, you're not talking about the government are you?"

"Um..." Evan frowned a little, and gave his shoulders a shrug. "Not specifically? I mean, I'm not a government project or anything. I'm a mutant. Natural genetic mutations are pretty common in my reality."

Evan was going to attempt an awkward little smile, now. See him smile? See him smile awkwardly?

Barry's tension eased up a bit and he cracked a grin. "Sorry. I've had my own issues with my own obtrusive government. Wasn't sure if you had the same problem."

"Not personally," Evan replied. "Um. My world has kind of a lot of things. The government and mutants have clashed a few times. They're just kind of not responsible for my face or anything."

He could be here for months going into painful detail about all of the ways the government and mutants didn't play nicely together. It was probably best he not start.

"And I'm pretty sure even if they were interested in me," which, if they had any idea who he was, they most certainly would be, "it's not going to follow me here or anything."

"Good to know," Barry said honestly. "I prefer no one tried to track me down. Might be easier to work here than in my basement at home."

"Work?" Evan gave a curious little headtilt at that. "What kind of work?"

The sort of work that you didn't want the government noticing, at least. That was intriguing.

"Scientific research," Barry admitted as he gave OL some more neck scritches. "Biology, physics, robotics... that kind of shit. I used to keep it all a secret back home but here I feel like I can talk about it freely. It's weird, I've been keeping this whole intellect thing a secret since I was a fucking baby. Talking about it openly is... fucking liberating."

"I can imagine," Evan admitted with a little smile. "There are a lot of things I still have difficulty talking about, even here, but at the same time there are plenty of things I wouldn't dream about sharing at my old school that people just shrug off, here. Powers and that sort of thing."

Being a tiny clone of Apocalypse. Et cetera.

"Oh yeah?" Barry asked looking interested. "What kind of powers?"

"Um... stretchy ones, mostly," Evan offered. "Some limited shapeshifting, that sort of thing."

No, that wasn't nearly an accurate representation of what he could do. It was just the extent of what he was willing to share with a near-stranger. But he held up his hand and shifted it into a club. Something nice and simple, that would get the point across without being too attention-grabbing.

Barry's mouth dropped open. His mind automatically began trying to process the organic manipulation needed to move from a hand-shape another.

He was clearly impressed.

"Dude! That's fucking awesome!"

Clearly.

"There are people who can do way more interesting things than this," Evan replied, shifting his hand back again and giving his fingers a wiggle. "People get all kinds of different powers when they manifest as mutants back home. Not everyone becomes human Silly Putty."

... Glob Herman being the obvious exception.

Well Glob is a special guy. And he can't shape shift. But if you want a human candle...

"Really? All unique powers?" Barry asked as his brain tried to visualize the human and genome and how it could vary like that. "Man that sounds like an interesting place. Why did you come here?"

There really wasn't anything like an obnoxious classmate that you could actually light on fire!

Evan wrinkled his nose a little at that question.

"Um... bullies. At my old school."

Quentin.

Barry frowned.

"Fuckers."

Barry hated bullies.

"Say if you ever need me to re-write his genetic code to make him a kitten, I'll volunteer for the project."

"... You have no idea how tempting that offer actually is," Evan admitted, blinking.

What? Quentin Quire, the future Phoenix? As a kitten? That was pretty much THE BEST idea ever.

"Though that sounds like something Fandom would do, too. Not that I want him spending enough time around here for the island to notice him."

"... Wait. This island randomly transforms people into animals?"

How the heck does that even happen?

"Or kids," Evan agreed. "Or adults. And sometimes it turns guys into girls or the other way around. Um. You might want to keep some money set aside in case you need to buy a bra."

Evan was super helpful.

"This place is weird."

"We'll then I should fit in just fine," Barry said in a distracted fashion.

"If I do, anyone can," Evan decided, and then smiled faintly. "Welcome to Fandom, Barry. If you need anything, feel free to ask me, okay?"

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