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

There were chairs and tables set up all across the lawn; some were by the bonfire, for the people who wanted to be warm and central to everything else at the picnic, and some were set farther away from the action, for the people who wanted more peace and quiet.

There was no escaping the glitter though. Sorry, but not really.

[OCD is 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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"I'm certain," Vider assured her. "The food never seems to run out. Or at least enough people leave their stuff unlabeled in the common room fridges to make it seem like that." It was kind of like a Lokiskin caravan that way, especially in that the distinction didn't really matter.

Hanna nodded, looking a little reassured, then blurted, "I can hunt for food, if we need to replenish supplies. Is there any forest on the island?"

"There is, a little bit," Vider said, "but that won't be necessary, I promise." For one thing, she thought the deer were endangered or something. "I'm Vider."

"I'm Hanna." She resumed nibbling on the salty things, and said after a minute, "There's so many people." She'd been in crowds on her travels, but that was-- moving, traveling, you didn't have to watch individuals, just movement patterns. These were potential allies or enemies, and there were too many of them. In her opinion.

"Not really," Vider assured her. "It might seem like that now, but it's not that big of a school, you'll get to know everyone pretty quickly."

"How long have you been here?" Hanna asked, turning to study the girl next to her. She liked the tattoo on her face; and she seemed like a steady sort of person.

Ha, a berserker, steady. That was a new one. "A year and a half, now. It was this or a berserk band," she said with a shrug.

"A berserk band?" Hanna blinked, understanding the two words, but not together. "I have not heard of this before."

"It's a kind of military unit we have back home." Vider pointed to her tattoo. "This means I'm a berserker. Have you heard of those?"

"Old Norse warriors," Hanna frowned. "Who fight in a trance-like fury." It sounded like she was quoting a book. "Who do you fight?" Her body language was growing wary again.

"Not so old, I'm probably around your age," Vider teased. "And, you know, trolls, giants, things like that."

That got a tiny smile, but a real one, out of Hanna. "Those are supposed to be fairy-tales."

But so was magic, and Cassandra was very convinced it existed. And she still couldn't explain the other girl's sudden appearance in the airport.

"Not where I come from," Vider told her. "There's a lot of that here. Everywhere, including wherever you come from, is probably completely alien and strange to someone else."

"How is that possible?" Hanna asked, bewildered. "Some places must be familiar to some people."

"I didn't say everyone," Vider corrected, "just someone. There's another boy here from my world, Soren--he's a berserker, too, so you'll know him by his tattoo--but no one else has ever heard of the United States of Asgard. And to Soren and me, all these worlds with a 'United States of America,' where the gods don't walk and they don't have berserkers or trolls or magic, are weird. And that's saying nothing of the people from other planets entirely."

Hanna having very little exposure - read: none - to modern science fiction, couldn't quite follow all of this. "Other planets." She frowned, trying to put that in context, and said hesitantly, "Is this widely known? I... don't know some things that are common knowledge, but I thought I would have heard..."

Yeah. Growing up in isolated Finnish wilderness skews your perceptions a bit.

"Not where I come from, it's not," Vider admitted, "and enough people here get surprised by it that I would say it's not in a lot of other places, too. But, they're here, and some of them have very consistent stories, so I guess they're telling the truth." She shrugged, like, 'what can you do?' "This island isn't like other places. I don't think it's really in any one world, more like it occupies its own place on the World Tree." This might be blasphemy, but it wasn't like she had a priest around to check with, and as far as ways of making sense of Fandom went, well, it was what she had.

"Oh." The World Tree she'd read about, too. So maybe, maybe, she could hide here for a while? This was nothing Papa had trained her for... but then, there were other things he hadn't prepared her for either.

"Do you like it here?" she asked, her voice small.

"I do," Vider told her. "Everyone's very accepting, I'm not stuck in a war band with a bunch of grown annoying men, and the education's probably more useful than I'd be getting in one of the fancy liberal arts schools back home. All around, it's pretty good here."

So. Staying for a while-- might work. At least it sounded safe, and possibly helpful? She'd have to do more research, but for now. For now, she was going to eat these orange things. And maybe hope that she had found a friend.

"Thank you, Vider." Hanna smiled a little, and offered her her plate. "Would you like one?"

Vider was not sure she trusted those things (they were very orange), but she didn't want to put Hanna off, so she took one and smiled at her. "Thanks. I hope you'll enjoy it here."

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