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

[bigdamnprincipal]

Maybe it was climate change, maybe someone had wished a little too hard for warm weather, but it was very toasty this morning. Luckily, the moddable food and drinks had already been prepared for a summer theme with icy beverages, fruit plates, and loads of ice cream among the mix, and pop-up tents around the school lawn were providing some shade. At least you didn't have to ring in the summer term in the rain?

[Happy summer term, everyone! Going OCD-free because I don't trust the gateways to stay good.]

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[tellmehowstuffworks]

Yennefer was supposed to be summering in Nice.

Instead, last week she had received a class schedule in the mail along with a request for her syllabus, and her efforts to clear it up with that damned moose had resulted in something being said about her 'dimensional visa.' Yennefer hadn't even known she had a dimensional visa, but she wasn't about to risk it over some silly indentured labor, so, fine. She would teach the workshop. She could always pop back to France to drink wine in the sun and scam billionaires on the weekends.

But they couldn't make her like it, and they couldn't make her submit a syllabus.

[liartoldyouthat]

The orientation materials Ilya had gotten had been confusing, considering they had all been in English and the whole reason he was here was that when people talked in English at him too fast he defaulted to, "....okay," or similar and his reading comprehension wasn't much better, but he had managed to grasp that shirtlessness at the welcome event was something of a tradition, and he was more than happy to participate. Everyone he had seen on this island so far was hot, and he thought most of them were at least a little bit gay? This was going to be a very good summer.

[thatsmysword]

Because someone was having a Year of it Henry hadn't been whisked off to Rattay this past break. He'd been waiting for it; hoping for it, honestly. But nothing.

It had just been him. And Pebbles. And Mutt.

And it was still him and-- well, Mutt, here at the picnic. "Come on then, Mutt! Fetch!" he called, tossing a thin branch across the lawn. "You can do it!"

The dog raced after it, barking loudly.

At least that all was normal.

[thatwaslucky]

The picnics were always good for food and people watching, and there were some that Rey hadn't seen in a while. She came down and took her place in what was somewhat of a usual spot, sitting in the shade beneath a tree, and watching what was going on.

[mustbeawitch]

Lydia had to admit, her dress for today was not new. Scandalous, to be sure, but she was quite fond of the dear little strawberries on this one. Speaking of strawberries, she'd made herself up a plate of fruit to nibble upon while she looked for new faces. She'd already spotted one. He was, ah. Hard to miss.

[not_a_haint]

Caleb may not technically be a Fandom Novice anymore, but he didn't really feel like that was the case. He had faced down a little bit of the odd quirks of the island, and he was feeling pretty chill about the whole time travel thing.

And he'd gotten the hang of a number of the new-fangled gadgets. But he suspected he'd barely scratched the surface.

Still there was food and he wasn't inclined to pass up that opportunity.

[throughaphase]

Lexi was at the age where Kitty didn't have to have eyes on her at all times, so while she was doing cartwheels in the grass, Kitty was sitting at a table with a lemonade. And putting her hair up in a ponytail. And would definitely be giving in when she was asked for ice cream later.