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

There were tables and chairs set up all around the lawn. Some were in the sun, where folks could soak up that precious vitamin D, and some were in the shade where folks could stay cool.

All of the tables had at least a little glitter on them though. It was a welcoming gesture to get glitter someplace you didn't know glitter could go!

[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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Hannibal smelled the blood, and it only took a moment for him to find it. "What happened?" He took Jono's hand and eyed it critically.

//Jogging accident,// Jono offered, a touch lamely, before shaking his head a little. //Or, rather, a run-in with one of the newer students. It's a bit of a long story.//

... Ooh, that looked about as unpleasant as it felt, there. Good, good.

Hannibal frowned. "You don't seem worried; they're not a danger?"

Jonothon shook his head a little.

//Not outright, no. Not unless they're used that way.// He had personal feelings on this matter, himself. //She... they... they're children. Vastly powerful children. And this was the price I paid for somebody else's greed.//

Farewell, fingernails. He'd miss you until you grew back in again.

Please grow back in again.

Hannibal looked at him a moment longer, then nodded. "Come along, then; I didn't bring a first aid kit to the picnic, but I have one in my office. I'll clean and wrap them, and you can explain." And tonight they could work on Jono's regeneration.

This was going to lead to a very frustrating evening, Jono could tell. Pushing the limits of his powers generally did.

//Right, lead on,// he replied, nodding and holding on tightly to his fingers again. Mostly to keep the blood out of sight of the new students, yes. He figured the older ones were probably used to this sort of thing by now. //I wouldn't mind coming back here to make certain she's doing alright herself, afterward. First days on the island are disorienting enough.//

"We'll come back as soon as you're not bleeding all over," Hannibal promised. "I can even bring the kit downstairs if you'd prefer, so long as we're out of the thick of things."

//The less time I spend bleeding in front of the students, the better,// Jono agreed, //but if you could bring it downstairs, that would be much appreciated. I know I'm going to probably have to wash this out properly as well, but I'd rather not stray too far.//

He might have forgotten to ask just how long Nanika actually spent dormant between wishes.

Oops.

"Doctoring on the lawn it is." Hannibal left Jono with a firm 'stay here' look on the grass at the edge of the building. "I'll be right back."

//I appreciate it,// Jono replied, before proceeding to stand there, awkwardly bleeding.

Oops.

//Never a dull moment on welcome picnic day.//

At least he hadn't seen any new X-men so far.

This is the first one I've seen bleeding at, Hannibal thought back, slightly exasperated. And it rather figured it would be Jono. He headed up to his office and got his medical kit, then grabbed a ceramic saucer from under one of his plants and detoured to the restroom to wash and fill it.

//Well, that's me,// Jono replied, casually just sort of standing around with his back to the crowd, quietly bleeding and keeping his senses open in case Nanika decided to come out to play again. //Keeping things new and fresh whenever I can.//

By bleeding, apparently? Oops.

"And you know I'm always pleased for new experiences," Hannibal answered as he came back out. Which did not include getting grass stains on his suit, so he sat on the stone stoop. "Give me your hand."

Jono nodded and sat down on the stoop beside him, holding out his hand. The damage had been done tidily, at least. That was a bonus about all of this.

//I can't imagine this was quite what you had in mind, though.//

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"I generally prefer those I care about not be in pain, yes," Hannibal answered. He took a gauze pad from the kit and started gently washing the blood from Jono's hand.

//I've felt much worse,// Jono offered. Though fingers, being what they were, were sensitive. He was still feeling rather plenty, all the same. //This could've been worse. Believe it or not, this was the merciful option.//

Jono wasn't entirely certain how many lives three fingernails worth of selfish wishing equated to, but he really didn't want to find out, either.

Hannibal patted his hand dry and carefully applied a bit of antiseptic and analgesic cream. "Perhaps you had better explain."

//It's... complicated. It's a difficult explanation,// Jono replied, after a moment's pause. //What's most important is that she's a child. Whatever her physical age might be, she's just... so... bloody young. And there's another one inside of her, that comes out from time to time. Young as well, but... bigger. More powerful. It wasn't the first one who did this, and I can't hold it against the second any more than I'd hold it against a bird for flying or a fish for swimming.//

He glanced up at Hannibal as he spoke. Watching his face. Not sure how much was his right to say. Not sure if it was grossly irresponsible for him to not say more.

"You don't blame a snake for its venom," Hannibal added a bit wryly. "So, two children in the same body. One of them very powerful. Why did they hurt you?" He couldn't imagine Jono had done anything intentionally, but if she'd been scared of him, perhaps...

Oddly enough, that wasn't even remotely the case.

//Would you believe me if I said I'd won the lottery and didn't even know it?//

That was a fairly accurate assessment. And a horrible analogy. Thinking like that would get people killed. Literally. And that was a point that he was going to keep very dear to his heart.

Hannibal gave Jono an exasperated look. "It would depend upon what sort of lottery. Would it help you to tell me if I promise it goes no further unless it should need to?"

//Very much so,// Jono agreed, and now his voice was between the two of them alone. He didn't figure Alluka needed this all over the radio on her second day here. //It's exactly the sort of lottery that would be used for all of the wrong reasons, without fail. And there's a cost. There always is. The next person to come along pays the price for the prize of the person that came before, whether or not they want to.//

"So," Hannibal thought as he carefully wrapped Jono's fingers, "she gives gifts to lucky people, and extracts the price from the next person? What sorts of gifts, and what happens if the price is too high?"

//Wishes,// Jono replied, brow furrowing. //She grants a wish. One wish, in turn for three requests. And the wish... can be anything. Literally anything. The requests to follow reflect what the wish was. Whoever wished before I came along was apparently a selfish bastard.//

He furrowed his brow at his hand. Guitar was going to be... fun... now. Yes.

Fuck.

//All I wished for was to understand. The next person to meet that Nanika aspect will likely fare better than I did.//

Hannibal hummed thoughtfully. "Fortunately most of those here are properly wary of wishes, although if it should happen accidentally - that would count?" he asked to clarify.

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