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

So, the heat meant that many of the tables and chairs had been set up in the shade, and someone had found outdoor table umbrellas in blue and gold, god help us all. But hey, a little heat never hurt anyone who wasn't a vampire, right?

Ahem. The picnic was open for warm, sunny business.

[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 don't see your name on it," Faith retorted. It wasn't a great line, but she was off her game. "It's not like there aren't a bazillion more just like it to choose from in this park."

It was unsettling.

"Touchy," Dante commented. He leaned his back up against the tree, eyes still set on her. "Freaked-out newbie, huh?"

"No, I'm up here because I'm totally fine," Faith said. Her tone was flat, even though she was being sarcastic. But after a long beat, she was willing to admit, "I'm not really a big mingler."

"Big range between mingling and crawling up a tree," Dante pointed out.

"I didn't crawl, I climbed."

The distinction was in the agility involved, okay?

She exhaled sharply. "I figured up here I could see what was going on without being in it. Why do you climb up here?"

Since it was 'his spot,' and all.

"To be able to lay around while bothering whoever comes by?" Dante said, extending his arms, like that was a perfectly sensible bout of reasoning.

Faith rolled her eyes. "Seems like you can do that from ground level too."

Despite the harshness of the statement, her tone was more moderate, almost amused. Talking to him was actually a good distraction from the panicky feeling she was trying not to acknowledge.

"I'm Faith," she added by way of introduction. "And I've heard a lot of name puns so please don't try."

"Yeah, but it doesn't look as cool."

Which was clearly important.

Dante peered further up between the leaves. "Dante," he called. "And yeah, I know about the book."

He'd come up with a good name pun when she least expected it.

"That's true. You look pretty boring down there," Faith said, but she was apparently content to join the boring party because at that moment she decided to hop down from her branch. She landed perfectly on both feet, bending her knees just slightly as she hit the ground. "The only downside is not having easy access to the snacks."

Dante rolled his eyes at that first comment. "Welcome to the club," he said. "And that's why you get people to bring you stuff."

"It's not so easy to get someone to deliver your food when it's your first day and you've only met three people so far. Plus, isn't the story that if you bring me food, I can't eat it or I have to stay in hell forever?"

She was mixing up her myths, but then again she'd never been to high school.

Dante blinked, then let out a soft snort. "I know it's warm," he said, "But it ain't that warm. It's not hell, just high school."

Which was only like hell if you weren't used to worse.

"More similar than you'd think," Faith said after a moment's hesitation. Screw it, why not be transparent about why she was here? It wasn't like keeping a secret would make it any better. "The court sent me here so I could learn how to be an upstanding employ instead of a truant drain on society's resources or something. So the whole 'punitive' thing applies."

"Sent you to the wrong place, then," Dante said, voice jaunty as he pulled away from the tree. "We like our truant resource drains around here."

Faith followed him, hoping they'd head in the direction of the food - she was getting kind of hungry, actually, and the smells wafting from those long tables were way more appealing than what they'd given her in juvie.

"Speaking from experience?" she guessed.

"I'm a pretty truant resource drain," Dante said. He smirked at her as he walked towards... yes, the picnic tables. "So we've got a lot in common."

It was almost unsettling how much the cocky, mischevious attitude Dante was projecting reminded Faith of the guys she ran with back home.

"Seems that way," she agreed, swiping a sandwich off a picnic table. "So the whole line that reform school is all work and no play is just bullshit, huh?"

"If this is reform school, real schools have got to be parties wall to wall," Dante said. "The place is more like half play and half crazy, if anything."

"Sounds entertaining." Oh, Faith. Fandom crazy was a lot crazier than she thought. "And not what I was expecting at all. Do you like it?"

Dante shrugged. "It's not a bad place to live, I guess," he said. "Just sometimes weird shit happens and kicks everyone's teeth in, you know?"

His perspective was probably skewed, though.

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