Magic Reserves, Wednesday Afternoon, Preserve Near The Cabins

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There was even more food piled on the tables than usual today. Karla had taken the term 'comfort food' to new and interesting heights--specifically the tower of cupcakes from J,Gob. There was also a new beverage joining the ranks of coffee, tea, and juice: mulled cider, kept warm by little tongues of witchfire. There wasn't the traditional alcohol in there yet, but after the meeting broke up, if there was any left, odds were pretty good she'd be adding some.

"Hey everyone," she said, trying to sound friendly and enthusiastic and falling rather flat. "Good to see you. Uhhh..."

Having quickly run out of words, she looked to Tony or Merlin to take up the conversation.

Merlin stepped forward, smiling in hopes of distracting people with his ears bit of the speech.

...alright, and his ears.

"We'll be learning from you today, those who volunteered last week will be sharing a little bit about their abilities. Won't that be
fun?" He asked, sounding a bit like an overly excited pre-school teacher.

"Or at least useful, we hope," Tony said. "... okay, I feel like we should have an animated logo and jingle here. 'The More You Know!' But think about ways these guys' abilities could work with yours, or see if you can come up with an unusual way for them to use their powers."

Karla was confused by the reference, but wasn't particularly concerned. "In that case, I'd like to welcome Raven and Leda to come up and share. Also, you guys totally get first dibs on the cupcakes for being brave."

Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

After spending the past few days in a place that made his bones - if he was going to be sentimental - thrum with a distinct sense of belonging, where the trees were just the right shade of green (again in this hypothetical state of sentimentality) and people seemed to genuinely get any number of things that were rarely gotten around here (even if he had been told, several times, that he was 'a bit posh, aren't you', to the point of annoyance, including one or two spots of combining that word with some rather unflattering language) Fandom seemed a little... stark.

Too restless to hole up in his room, Arthur eventually gave in to the idea that maybe the common room would be slightly less depressing. It was an idea he was swiftly abandoning as he poked at a can of orange juice and eyed the Teevee remote.

Nope. Still not tempted. There was that.

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cheerleading | gym | after classes | wednesday | october 28

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Arriving earlier than usual, Hannibal made quick work of setting up the gym for cheerleading. A few mats, some music, some water bottles and everything looked good to go. See, Hannibal could deal with responsibility like this. It was easy, enjoyable, and meant he'd soon be seeing pretty girls and guys doing their stretching.

Hey, he was taken, he wasn't blind. Besides, the person who had taken him was among those who'd be doing their stretching so double the fun for him. Hannibal liked being a cheerleader.

Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

[longislandiceme]

Bobby was bored, there was no question about it. He was also feeling sociable, though, which meant he was out in the common room in an effort to cure that boredom. Sprawling on the couch with a Rebel Justice Unleashed comic, he had a ridiculous amount of treat-size chocolate bars in various bowls spread on the table.

As for why he had so much chocolate in the first place? Well. He couldn't actually explain it. This island just seemed determined to make sure he always had more than enough food to go around. Weird.