Second Floor Common Room; Early Wednesday Evening.

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Turtle felt as though her day had been very successful. She'd scoped out the town, gotten herself a job (starting tomorrow! How exciting!), and had picked up a total of two dollars and seventy two cents in change as she walked around the island. A very good day, indeed, especially since, she could tell from her handwavily grabbed copy of the Wall Street Journal that SEA hadn't continued to drop, and the one she was scoping had raised, but not enough that it wouldn't be enough for her SEA to fail to cover it in a few days. Looking pretty good!

Grabbing a bowl of cereal for her dinner, Turtle plopped out the couch, tucked her Journal beside her, and turned on the television. Now that she didn't have her mother restricting her TV time, she definately wanted to see what kind of channels they got here at the school.


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[blessed_twice]

"I'm not sure my Grandpa knew what he was getting us into, sending us here," Wyatt said, half to himself.

[wannabehunter]

"I definitely know Mom wasn't," Jo said. "Because this place definitely isn't normal."

[blessed_twice]

"Grandpa knew it wasn't completely normal," Wyatt said. "Since he sent me and my brother here to learn about magic and demons. But I don't think he was expecting jello dragons and snow monsters and zombies."

[wannabehunter]

"See, Mom sent me to get away from that. Or at least that's what she said."

[blessed_twice]

"Wrong place then, from what I'm hearing," Wyatt said with a grin. He looked Jo over. "You know about demons and stuff?"

[wannabehunter]

Jo facepalmed "Crap! I keep forgetting I'm not supposed to talk about it," she said. "But, yeah, I do."

[blessed_twice]

"Yeah, me neither," Wyatt admitted. "But everybody else talks about it like it's not big deal. My mom and her sisters knew magic and fought demons, and me and my little brother are supposed to learn how to now."

[wannabehunter]

"My daddy was a hunter," Jo explained. "And my mom...doesn't want me to be."

[blessed_twice]

"Was your dad a witch, too?" Wyatt asked curiously, suddenly excited to meet someone who may have had a similiar background to his.

[wannabehunter]

"I don't think Daddy was a witch," Jo replied. "Professor Winchester might know though, they were friends before he died."

[blessed_twice]

"Winchester, he's teaching the hunting class, right?" Wyatt said. "I signed up for that one. So did my brother, I think. I hope we get in."

[wannabehunter]

"He's considered one of the better hunters," Jo said. "So it should be a useful class."

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt nodded. "Definitely," he said. "And I'm gonna need all the training I can get if I'm going to find and kill the demons that killed my parents and my aunts."

[wannabehunter]

"Just be careful," Jo said. "Hunters don't tend to grow old."

[blessed_twice]

"Tell me about it," Wyatt said. "My parents died when I was only about three years old."

[wannabehunter]

"I was still in pigtails," Jo said quietly.

[blessed_twice]

"Looks like we got some things in common," Wyatt said. "Sorry, I didn't mean for this conversation to become such a downer."

[wannabehunter]

"Hey, not like you knew, right?"

[blessed_twice]

"True," Wyatt said. "But still...." He shook his head. "Anyway, what classes did you sign up for?"

[wannabehunter]

"Hunting, Defence Against Malicious Magic, Mystical Artefacts, and Music," Jo replied. "How about you?"

[blessed_twice]

"We could end up seeing a lot of each other," Wyatt said with a grin. "I signed up for those first three, too."

[wannabehunter]

"I look forward to it," Jo beamed. After all, it was hardly torture to spend time with cute boys her own age who didn't think she was a freak.

[blessed_twice]

And Wyatt meanwhile was thinking Sweet! Cute girl in all his classes. He could live with that. "We can do homework together or something," he said. Entirely innocently.