bigdamnprincipal: (i am having a picnic)
Zoe Winchester ([personal profile] bigdamnprincipal) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2020-08-28 11:45 pm

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

As the heat continued to bear down on the lawn, many of the tables and chairs were set up in the spots where there was shade, so no one got overheated or anything. That would be very rude for the first day in Fandom, after all.

[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!]
sparkinyou: (Whoa)

Re: General Mingling [Fall 2020]

[personal profile] sparkinyou 2020-08-29 11:26 am (UTC)(link)
Sorry, Yasha but there was small skinny kid just gawking at the tall, muscled and freakish pale woman carrying a giant sword.

Granted, Miles has seen weird things in Brooklyn but they did not involve all of the things mentioned above.
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Re: General Mingling [Fall 2020]

[personal profile] notarockharpist 2020-08-29 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Yasha had brought this on herself, honestly. And she probably really shouldn't have the sword with her on the school grounds, but A) 7 wisdom and B) what did she know about formal schooling anyway?

Was it weird to see the hulking barbarian woman shuffle her feet and almost try to shrink away from the attention of the small skinny kid? Probably. Was it still happening? Yes.

"Um," she said softly, and fluttered one hand in a very uncertain kind of wave. "Hello?"
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Re: General Mingling [Fall 2020]

[personal profile] sparkinyou 2020-08-29 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)

Huh. Definitely not the physical reaction he expected from a giant woman with a sword.

“Hi.”

Yeah. He was at a loss.

“Uh. I’m Miles. Sorry. I’m new here.”

That was becoming a repeated phrase for him.

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Re: General Mingling [Fall 2020]

[personal profile] notarockharpist 2020-08-30 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think I could tell the new students from the old ones anyway," Yasha admitted, but nodded briefly. "I don't actually -- I just work in town, there was food, so ..."

She shrugged, looking sheepish.

"Welcome, I guess?"

If he ever actually ended up witnessing her in a battle rage, it was liable to be brain-breaking, all things considered.