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

Whoever worked the weather magic around here had done an excellent job to make sure things were nice outside for all the new (and old) residents of Fandom. It was warm and sunny, but not so humid that people would melt. There was plenty of ~~moddable~~ food and drinks, places to sit in the shade, and more than enough nametags to go around. It was time to celebrate the start of the summer!

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Lydia did not feel at all comfortable enough for that, but she compromised on, "And you may call me Lydia, since we are to be sisters after a fashion. La, imagine it! Me, a big sister!" It was quite funny, really, if you asked her. "Now," Lydia said, down to business, "how much do you know about the unique properties of this place?"

“I know it’s a nexus of realities and time,” Kamala said slowly as if trying to remember everything. “And that I should keep my mouth shut about the future since it could affect other people.”

She looked around a bit. “And everyone looks like a model. Have you been here long?”

"I arrived in January," Lydia told her. "And you must keep in mind that 'the future' is quite relative here. I come from the year 1810; if people didn't tell me about 'the future' I shouldn't be able to function at all."

Lydia was certainly dressed like she'd stepped right out of a Regency film, although if Kamala had any doubts she could be forgiven for thinking she was really committed to a bit.

Honesty? Up until the curtsy, Kamala just though Lydia was just a theater kid coming from rehearsal.

“Oh! I think my warning was specific to people who might have a slightly common universe?” Kamala explained. “So we might be fine with over 200 years between us. So is there more to this place than magic and different realities?”

Heavens, Kamala, wasn't that enough? "Well, a few weeks ago there was a bit of a fuss with people's artwork coming alive and trying to kill everyone, I believe, and sometimes people turn into animals and such. Our possible future children visited; that was...quite something. Let's see...oh! Some people are from different planets, if you can believe it." Mostly planets in a galaxy far, far away.

"I should have asked to start: what year is it where you are from? And where are you from?"

Kamala was blinking at you for a few moments there. Artwork? Children? Animals?

Okay, Kamala had been to other planets but still...

"Oh. I'm from 2028. Earth. Jersey City," she said stammering a bit.

Children? Animals? Artwork?

She'd stop blue screening in a second Lydia.

Lydia hardly knew what of it was alarming and what was part and parcel of being in the future now, but clearly something in there had been. (It was the children, wasn't it? She completely understood.) "Oh, so you really are from the future, then!" she exclaimed. "How splendid. Yes, I can see how telling people what happens in the next four years could be problematic." It was all so close, whereas Lydia could hardly do anything about either World War, could she?

"Now, where is Jersey City? I've never been to Jersey, I must confess." You know, the original one. In England, like her accent.

“Oh it’s not as bad as everyone says it is,” Kamala immediately started as most people associated it with the show from MTV. “It’s in New Jersey across from Manhattan.”

"Oh!" Lydia exclaimed with understanding. "Yes, I've found the colonies to be nowhere near as bad as people say...although of course you're not the colonies any more!" Haha, that whole revolution thing, mustn't forget that. "I'm sure your home is quite nice. I am from Hertfordshire, in England." Again, with the accent.

"I have no idea where Hertfordshire is," Kamala admitted. "But I at least I know where England is. It looks really cool in the movies. Did you have a lot of adjustment coming here from the 1800's? I'm sure it was a huge shock."

"It has been an adjustment," Lydia said as brightly as she was able. "I had taken the liberty of writing up some information for you which I presume you will not need, on how things work here." She leaned in to whisper, as one sharing information that might be vulgar, "Like the plumbing."

Really, Kamala, she had taken the time to make her handwriting legible and everything, and now you weren't even going to need it. Rather inconsiderate of you, being from the future and all.

And yet here was Kamala making sure to take the writing with a nod as clearly this was very important to Lydia. "Oh, yes. The plumbing. That's actually very important to me too."

And who knows? Future children? Maybe the plumbing was really weird. (Especially when it was rum or egg nog instead of water).

The plumbing was so important, Kamala. But maybe you couldn't appreciate just how important it was if you'd never used a chamberpot.

Lydia smiled at her. "I must confess I'm not entirely sure what to tell you. All the questions you must have are surely very different than the ones I had. But I do have a 'phone,' the number for which I have written here," she said, pointing to the spot on the papers Kamala had taken, "and I can be found in the school dormitory, in room 303."

"Thank you so much!" Kamala said gratefully. "And if there's anything I can do for you, I'd love to show you the modern world that you haven't experienced yet. I'm over at Midnight Manor and I'll write down my number for you as well..."

She scribbled out her number on a scrap piece of paper she had from her sketchbook. "There!"

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"Oh, thank you!" Lydia said. "You shall have to try the bakery in town. It's simply marvelous. There are a few of us that go every Sunday...not as a group, mind, we just always seem to be there at the same time."

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