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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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"Well, it's not exactly safe." Ringo's nose wrinkled as she thought about it. "I told you about people getting killed back home, but, well, I don't think it's the same? Like, most people are mostly safe and happy, with enough food, and no real dangers that aren't accidents."

Sure, there were lots of ways to get hurt or killed, but it felt safe.

Jalian nodded. "Ken Selvren does better than most, but there is always danger."

"Have you found it weird? Being here, I mean?" Ringo figured that Fandom was probably similar to home, with the same kinds, and lack, of danger.

"Many things here are strange!" Jalian laughed. "But that seems true for most."

That laugh was a bit infectious, and Ringo found herself laughing along. "Well, I guess that's true. Maybe not as big a deal, but the glitter is a start to strange for me."

"And." Ringo hesitated, then nodded as if convincing herself to continue. "Your hair and eyes. I am guessing that it's not dye and contacts?"

"No," Jalian agreed. "Well, yes, the glitter is strange. But - ken Selvren," she translated, "is 'the clan of the people with silver eyes'. My hair," she rolled her eyes, "that was brown, but - do you know what a neg-entropy timeline is?"

Ringo frowned, trying to work through the words, but ultimately shook her head. "Sorry," she said a bit helplessly. "I don't think I've ever heard of it." Heard of them? One of those!

Jalian nodded. She'd mostly expected that, but it would have made things easier. She groped for a metaphor, then brightened. "With your ATs, if you could go only forward, but you needed to get to a place behind you, you could look for a road or wind or vehicle to push you backward, yes?"

That got a hesitant nod at first, but then as the metaphor worked it's way through Ringo's brain, she nodded more firmly. "I think I see what you're getting at." So far, at least.

"That backwards thing is the neg-entropy timeline," Jalian explained. "You're only meant to go forward, but you can make it carry you backward. If it doesn't kill you." Which was true for precisely...two people ever. "But still it might damage you. Maybe your wheels would be stuck going backward." She grinned. "My color is going backward. My hair and skin both."

Ringo's lips pursed as she tried to wrap her head around that. "I think I kind of get some of that? Maybe?"

Probably less than half, but that was okay.

"Are you okay? I mean, it's not, um, bad for you is it?" Jalian wasn't sick, or something like that, was she?

"Not any more," Jalian assured her. "It nearly killed me going through it, but now it just is the colors."

"Oh." The relief in Ringo's voice wasn't even subtle, and she smiled. "Good."

She paused, a thought striking her. "You don't mind, do you? It's not, like, a bad reminder?"

"No," Jalian answered. "At first it was a little weird, but I don't mind it. I suppose I could dye it back to brown, but I'm used to it."

"I think it's very pretty," Ringo said, before adding quickly, "though I'm sure that it's very pretty brown, too!"

Don't worry, Jalian, Ringo thought your hair was great no matter what you did with it!

Jalian grinned. "Thank you. It was...a brown brown. Sort of like yours; a little darker." Pretty much the same color as her eyebrows.

"Darker," Ringo repeated, one hand rising to catch at a pigtail. "That sounds nice."

She grinned. "I think it's interesting how many shades of brown there are when it comes to hair."

Jalian shrugged. "I suppose." Her best friend growing up had been a fuzzy purple cube; she was sort of underwhelmed by human colors.

Well, that would tend to color one's perceptions.

Ringo looked out over the crowd of people at the picnic. "This place does promise to be pretty colorful," she said after a moment.

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