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

Picnic-ing in January - still not the best idea ever! But there were tables and chairs set up in the sun, and a nice bonfire going, and plenty of warm food for everyone to encourage socializing for as long as possible.

[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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Food and fire, always a nice combination.

Who's got two thumbs and remembered to put 2016 on everything? This lady!

Ezra had returned from his holiday trip last night. Sure, he'd meant to come back before New Year's, but then there'd been a party invite and, well. Ezra wasn't very good at resisting invitations.

So, he'd delayed his return. The picnic? A good place to start. He had a plate of food in his hand and a smile on his face. Ah, newbies. More pretty people.

Xanthippe had spent the holidays with her mom's family in Connecticut.

Xanthippe, as a result, was horrified to find that she was just a little bit glad to be back here. Yeah. If anyone saw her physically shudder and make a face at the realization, she wasn't going to explain it. She just went to the food tables to see if there was anything on there she'd actually eat.

Hey, Dante was definitely game for the food.

He put his feet up on a picnic table somewhere - don't ask how he managed that without slipping off the bench - and dug into a slice of pizza.

If his coat kept sipping off his shoulders, well, the cold didn't bother him that much.

Last semester's picnic had brought more Thedosian mages to the island. So of course Cassandra was perched somewhere strategic, wearing her full armor (but the helmet) and keeping a narrowed eye on every face she didn't immediately recognize.

Edward was bright-eyed and looking fairly upbeat, for all that it was a morning and he was traditionally terrible at them. He was poking idly at a burger while he contemplated collecting even more food.

He was perfectly behaved.

Oh. Oh wow. There was just so much to eat!

Velma looked at the tables of food and tried not to stare. Her mouth watered at the sight of it all. There were hamburgers. Cheeseburgers. Bacon cheeseburgers. Fried chicken. Potato chips. Cookies. Brownies. Cheesepuffs.

She used to love cheesepuffs.

Marketing would have a collective heart attack at the idea of one of their superheroes eating most of the food on offer here. Spandex was unforgiving of flaws and a few pounds could mean the difference between an endorsement deal that landed you on prime time commercials and one that sandwiched you in between infomercials and inspirational programming.

But she didn't have to worry about spandex anymore. Or endorsements or contracts or what Marketing thought of her dietary habits.

Velma helped herself to an entire plate of cheesepuffs.

Nathan had been keeping a relatively low profile for awhile and was determined to try and fix that at least today. His changes were happening more and more and while he still hadn't figured out what he was, he knew he was dangerous.

He was off to the side, drinking water and watching people mill about.

The food was good, Lucille had to admit, and certainly a lot better than he had been used to lately, although anything would be an improvement to that. She had filled her plate and found a table all to herself, where she watched the people around her while trying out the assortment of dishes she had picked. She was hungrier than she had thought, and the food soon got most of her attention.

Yes, Mabel was here! Yes, Mabel's pig, Waddles, was also here!

And yes, it was entirely possible that she came to the picnic with a purse at her side that was stuffed full of puffy stickers to hand out to the new kids. All of them with terrible puns on them. Some of them with scratch-n-sniff scents for good measure.

Mabel liked to celebrate newbie day in style.

This was probably also why Mabel and Waddles were both wearing matching pink shutter shades.

It was an outdoor picnic in January, and April was wearing shorts.

Oh, don't look at her like she was crazy; at least she was perched kind of close to the fire, and she didn't look terribly cold.

She was munching on some pizza piled high with various forms of meat toppings while she eyed the new people (and the old people, for that matter), wondering who she could sneak-attack befriend before the day was up.

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Oh look, someone new and pretty. It was only a matter of time until Ezra showed up.

And that time was now. "Hello there," he said, as he sauntered over. "Good to see the new faces taking advantage of one of Fandom's best perks."

Caught!

For a second, Velma could only think that she'd been spotted breaking one of Marketing's most sacred laws: Thou Shall Not Consume Empty Carbs. A beat later, she remembered where she was and that, whoever this guy was, he wasn't a Marketing exec out to bust her.

Even so, years of training were already at work. Brain had barely registered 'stranger' before she was up on her feet, angling herself to make sure he saw her best side, posing with her hand on her slightly-angled hip, feet shoulder-width apart. Chatting With Civilians Position Number Twelve, the one Marketing had decreed to be most advantageous for her height, weight, body-type, and coloring. "Hi," she said, giving him a smile the could--and had!--sold toothpaste. "I am. It's been awhile since I saw a spread this impressive."

Or was able to enjoy it.

It was a newbie picnic, so that meant Face was there to provide the mandatory beglittered shirtlessness.

The satisfaction of performing this community service kept him warm. That and the fire.

Looking thoroughly miserable despite the fact she was even wearing her jacket today, Isabela huddled near the fire, occasionally taking nips from her flask.

It should be illegal to be this cold for this long.

This was Alana's first and last picnic as StuCo President, and she was feeling pretty good about it. (And would swear up and down that she wasn't at all sad that this was also her last picnic as a student, even though she kind of was.) Her wings were covered by her cloak -- not to hide them, but because she was cold without it.

She spent most of her time hanging out near the fire, keeping an eye open for anybody who seemed interesting and/or attractive.

Anders hadn't done much of anything during the break, and it was nice to have the picnic as an excuse to leave his room and actually be social. He took some hot chocolate and began to roam the crowd. It'd be nice to have some more people from Thedas, but he had no expectations.

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Cosima was fresh back from San Francisco and already wondering what kind of insane person came to the East Coast in January. But she'd deal. She wrapped her scarf tighter around her neck and plopped down at a table in the sun.

Anders hadn't been sure Nathan would make the picnic, both because of the low profile thing and because crowds had never been his favorite thing. So he couldn't stop himself from grinning when he spotted him.

"See anybody interesting yet?" he asked when he wandered over. "And hi. I wasn't sure you'd bother coming to this."

There was a nice big fire, which Ada always enjoyed, SO MUCH free food that there were actually vegetarian options, and she got herself a big-little-brother who she didn't have to warn about needing coats, since it was already January.

Ada was having a fantastic day, thank you, and she was going to eat all the food to celebrate.

Lottie was no Claire Little, but she did enjoy her a good fire. So she grabbed herself a plate of food and wrapped herself up in a nice fuzzy jumper and found herself a nice spot for people- and fire-watching.

"'Bela, share!" Ada plopped down next to her, making 'gimmie' hands at the flask.

For her part, Ada was actually wearing a hat with her windbreaker, and gloves. Thank you, Sparkle, for employment, because it meant the girl from Arizona and the South wasn't freezing. Just cold.

"Think we can get them to start another fire? Maybe a nice tall one?"

Raven had decided to play nice for her new sib and worn her usual 'normal human' shape, complete with weather appropriate jacket and scarf. But when it was time to go relax in the crowd and enjoy the rest of the picnic, she let herself relax into her natural form, mimicking a simple tank top and shorts as a nod to modesty.

The new students might as well get used to the weirdness early, after all.

Isabela took one more sip before offering Ada the flask. "Whatever you want, sweet thing."

Her teeth managed not to chatter, but only because she was putting effort into it. "Several fires."

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