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

Despite the not-so-great weather earlier in the week, the weather today looked nice and... well, decent for the end of December, and while the rest of town might still have signs of last week's snow, there were no traces left outside the school. (It just meant one less uncomfortable question for the big siblings to deal with, you're welcome.)

The buffet table was ready, set as far as possible from the glittered-out blue and gold tables and chairs. The winter bonfire was crackling for warmth and food-toasting opportunities. The lists of siblings and roommates had been double-checked. It looked like everything was ready for a picnic!

[OCD is up! This is part one of the picnic, specifically for meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. The rest of the picnic is happening here. Since it's outside, the picnic is open to all students, teachers, and townies!]

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"These are people who know you do the in-head-stereo thing, yeah? Not just people looking for a mouth you don't have?" Jack asked. Smirked a little. "I can see where they might find it a little unnerving. It's all about the look in the eyes."

Hers usually reflected a lack of anything resembling sanity or little things like a regard for human life.

Used to. Still did for people she didn't give two shits for.

"Honesty glaring back at them is something they're just not ready for no matter how much they're getting paid for it."

Jono just looked faintly amused, and then held up a finger.

A moment later, his eyes had shifted to pure white, his irises and pupils both fading away entirely. Another moment still, and they were glowing. And a moment after that, they were giving off the same hot-orange crackle of energy as the rest of the front of himself.

//My actual mutant power,// he quipped. //A very powerful glower game.//

Her hands shot out to cup the sides of his face and tilt it a bit so she could get a better look. A completely honest grin broke out. "Holy crap that's cool! You sit there glaring at them with eyes like this?! I am so fu..dam..darn jealous!"

Enjoy all that little kid glee, Jon. "I can only do white!"

Jono blinked and looked faintly baffled, which didn't do much for the overall effect, no. Meant he needed a second to process the hands on his face, though her glee was difficult to miss.

//Comes with the rest of the package, I'm afraid,// he quipped, a little wryly. //I can also do solid blue or red, if the muse strikes.//

Because what even was consistency?

"We don't get red," Jack said with a minor sigh, "Not even baby biotics. Purple and blue and white. Depends on the level of dark energy they're holding at the time. I haven't been able to do blue since I was about seven. Too much power."

//Purple's a new one on me, though,// Jono offered. //Purple, I've never done. You'd think it'd just be a matter of finding that middle ground between blue and red, but of course that's not how that works.//

Adventures in glowing eyes. His own were easing back again, settling comfortably on 'solid white' and just kind of chilling out there for a while.

"Wait, you figured any of this for making sense?" Jack laughed a little, "Nah. That'd be too easy."

She nodded up at his eyes. "It take effort to make 'em look average?" She was curious. Hers glowed when she was holding so much dark energy it was bleeding off her and then it was a matter of using the energy. Shutting it down when it was bleeding that bad was almost physically painful for her.

Jono lifted a shoulder in a sort of dismissive half-shrug.

//Sometimes,// he replied. //Hell, sometimes talking takes effort. Depends on the day.//

He ducked his head, closed his eyes, and then he looked up again they were right back to normal.

She had her shares of days like that. "I hear ya," was all she said about it. "Gravity, man. Sucks when it gets too high."

//Gravity,// Jono agreed, bowing his head a little. //Complicated business, that. Couple that with a very particular sort of nonsense that is powers that never make much sense on a good day...//

He shrugged.

//But there's life, I suppose.//

"Beats the alternative," she bobbed her head, "I figure the longer I stick around, more chance to figure out how it all works. Maybe keep things from going so wrong for someone else. Can't do much but fertilize some flowers otherwise."

//Around here? Plenty of chances. To help someone else or fertilize flowers, some days both.//

... Last week had not been a great time for him.

//Usually everyone comes out the other end in that second case, though. There's that.//

There was something dark and smokey behind those words. She met his eyes to let him know she'd noticed.

And that she wasn't going to call him on it here in front of the kids.

Instead she took a light tone, "Did you just imply people turn into shit here? 'Comes out the other end'? I've only heard that about some sketchy food."

//I mean, all th'best fertilizer is made that way,// Jono pointed out lightly, though there was a crease to his brow and the faintest nod of acknowledgment.

He appreciated her letting it slide.

Even if it was only for now.

"I prefer the chemical kind," Jack said, "Methane's flammable but most garden stores carry stuff that'll go boom."

That did not smell like actual shit.

//Probably better in your hands than mine,// Jono mused, tone a little wry. //I 'boom' well enough without the help, anyway.//

Kind of came with the territory.

"Yeah but you could claim it was an accident. Everyone who knows me would never believe it," Jack pointed out.

Ah, if only Jono could exhale in order to make a sardonic snorting sound in reply to that. Alas.

//Meanwhile, anyone who knows me would probably need a few moments of convincing if I wanted them to believe I'd done it on purpose.//

What a life it was, being a walking disaster zone.

Jack smiled a little. Explosions were great. "Are you impervious to other fires or just your own?" was her next question.

//Only my own, unfortunately,// Jono replied easily. //Technically,// he waved a hand through his flame, //it isn't actual fire. Can be. Can burn like a mother--// Eh, he'd watch his mouth, so to speak, since she seemed to be doing the same. //But it's not real flame.//

"Can I?" Jack asked, gesturing at his flames.

Look you, if you're going to stand there being all on fire, she's gonna want to touch it. Jack kind of lived to play with fire.

In every way that could be meant.

Jono paused a moment, pulling his psionic walls up a little higher, because the last thing either of them probably wanted was some kind of telepathic feedback with a stranger. And then, with a shrug, he nodded.

//By all means.//

It would be warm to the touch, but not uncomfortably so. And... faintly amused? Yes, it would feel that way, too. Even with his walls up, there was really no helping it when you were running your hands through the raw psionic essence of a telepath descended from Apocalypse.

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Psionic meet biotic who's mostly psychotic. Today isn't a bad day and she's mostly level but her brain is definitely not running like an average human brain.

Her hands went into the fire and her face lit up. She would punch anyone who mentioned how much like a happy little girl she looked at that moment. It was warm and it was neat and it was energy that she could feel tickling along her skin. Nothing like the dark energy she threw around like a weapon but something totally other and new.

She had no mental walls. At a low ebb today is the dark churning anger that kept her going. It had given way for the day to a more mellow mood, something sort of like curiosity about this whole island and teacher thing. Everyone she'd met so far seemed decent and that puzzled her so much she sort of wanted to start checking for traps. A thread of worry cut through everything. Constantly there. Worried about Kaidan and not the least of why because she hadn't seen him yet. That concern was the main thing that had brought her here. Affection for Kanan and Sparkle was there like bright notes in the dark. Surprising notes that left a sort of bemusement in their wake.

She could see the shirt slack down the center and could piece together what that meant. How much that must have hurt the first time but it wasn't pity. More an approving sort of thing for whatever sort of ability or strength of will let him be standing here today. Jack was neither afraid nor disgusted by any of it.

When she almost reluctantly took her hands away, she gave him a lopsided smile. "Thanks. That was neat."

That low ebb of anger was nothing new to him. There were parts of his own mind, both recently and not so recently banished from the corners, that had been very much like that. Like everything that lurked in the darkness, that came screaming out of it to swallow up anything that dared cross it.

He wondered at it for a moment, but didn't ask. Didn't even let it show on his face that he had noticed it was there. It almost eclipsed the rest entirely, the eerie familiarity of it.

Hell, maybe he was more than welcome to left it. Always hated a little bit, feeling like he was peering at things he wasn't intended to see.

//Not a request I get often,// he replied, lifting a shoulder slightly. //Genuine curiosity is a welcome change of pace, honestly.//

It was usually impossible to not notice. It usually radiated off her in a cloud of 'danger: not only will this kill you, it will hurt the whole time you are dying' that even head blind people reacted to. Not today though.

She even had that phrase on a shirt.

"Yeah, well, people suck," was her answer to that. "Always figured it's better to ask, you know?"

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