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

[bigdamnprincipal]

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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Re: Meet Your Roommate [Spring 2019]

[reicicled]

Bobby frowned. It was possible you'd have help with that one in particular, Jack, if you wanted.

"You wanna to borrow anything of mine, that's fine," he offered. Bobby would literally give you the clothes off his back; it wasn't as if he needed the protection from the cold. "You could ask the Principal or the Dean, maybe they might know?" There was obviously some sort of system in place, given the number of students who arrived here rather unexpectedly.

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Spring 2019]

[axe2grind]

"I don't need much." TIme to see if this new roommate could tolerate what Jack's eccentricities were. He opened one hand with a squeak, to reveal the plated armor gauntlet, all the little joints, and the metal wrist it was attached to. "Both my legs are like this. And half my chest. A good selection of vests, and, um. Maybe some scarves?" Trying to joke about it, even though it still stung. "I don't need socks any more, at least."

Re: Meet Your Roommate [Spring 2019]

[reicicled]

"You're welcome to any scarves I might have," Bobby promised. Which... technically it wasn't his, but he actually did have one, thanks to some of Warren's stuff getting packed with his by mistake the last time he'd gone to New York for a visit. "You'd probably get more use out of 'em than I would, anyway."

Bobby's expression as he looked at Jack's hand was one of mild curiosity; this was new, sure, but hardly the strangest thing he'd seen as a mutant.