Sirius Campfire, Thursday Evening

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Classes were going great, so John was rewarded himself by chilling out in front of a blazing fire, attempting to make a fire pie grilled turkey sandwich.

There were moddable ingredients available to anyone who happened by the campfire, especially Sirius residents. Well, most Sirius residents.

[ooc: open like a campfire]

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Blair had had what one might call a long day. Or a long week. Possibly a long life. But right now current events were the ones capturing her attention. So she sought out her fake big brother for flailing an explanation.

"What is UP with this island?" she said when she saw John.

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"You mean besides the sky?" he replied, remembering she hadn't been very open to his previous attempts at explaining Fandom weirdness.

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"Don't start," Blair said. "The fashion teacher? Knows nothing about fashion. My Be The Best instructor is some kind of Canadian hillbilly. One of the students is a furry. The robots at Caritas smell and practically everyone here has a thing about performing magic tricks!"

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Andrew plopped down next to John, briefly rested his head on his friend's shoulder, then peered closer at what John was making. "Can I snag one of those?" Eating hadn't really been high on his priority list today.

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"At least you haven't been bit yet," John liked to look on the bright side. "Wait, who's a furry?" That sounded sorta intriguing.

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"Consider this one yours," John replied, glancing at his friend and smiling. "Assuming you like turkey."

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"No, thank God," Blair said. Because yes, being bit would be awful. "And one of the so-called students. I think he's supposed to be a catperson, but saying so is insulting to cats."

Blair actually liked cats.

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"Oh!" John had totally seen that guy. "At least he actually has fur. You see the zombies while the droids were stinking up the bar?"

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"Men can wax," Blair said. "There's no shame in it, and many of them should. Droids? Is that the name of the band?"

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"No, the droids are what they call the robot things you mentioned," John explained. "And no, men do not wax." That sounded incredibly wrong. Not to mention painful.

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"Men do not wax enough," Blair said. "And why are the... droids? There to begin with? The bar serves alcohol, surely they can't be trying to appeal to children."

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"Well...most of the people who go to the bar are students," John pointed out. "So children's not so far off. You been exploring the town, too?"

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"I don't mean to take food from you," Andrew said. "I can make my own. I mean, you are letting me sleep on your floor."

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"Please tell me that not everyone who goes here is that immature," Blair said. "And not much."

Blair wondered how to put this next bit delicately.

"How the hell are we near Greece?"

Or sometimes she jsut stated things plainly.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Hey, look. Campfire. And a little brother.

"Hey, John." Chad lifted his chin in greeting before finding a seat on what looked like the sturdiest log. "How goes it?"

Everyone else got a lift of his chin in greeting, too, if they wanted it.

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"Oh, right," John had forgotten that bit might not have made it to the summer brochure. "Something weird went down at graduation so the island's all in flux, hiding out from some bad guys." It was scary that John wasn't disturbed by this.

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"Chad!" John returned the chin lift and smiled. "No complaints. My classes are excellent so far. How 'bout you?"

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"There's plenty," John said. "And hey, someone should use the sleeping bag, otherwise there's no point in having it." He saw no need for Andrew to feel guilty for not being able to go back to his own room. The kid had had a rough year.

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"I'm good," Chad grunted with a nod, very purposely avoiding saying that he didn't have any complaints. He did. A few of them. But John or anyone else really didn't need to hear about them. "What've you got? And this your cabin?" He jerked his head a little toward Sirius. It was hard to tell, really, because it could have been, or John had just come over here from another cabin like Chad himself had, and he hated to assume.

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"What kind of bad guys?" Blair asked. "And - I can't believe I'm asking this but actual Greece, right? Because it seems too authentic to be some kind of Virginia-style Epcot Center."

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"Yup, I'm in Sirius," John nodded. "I'm taking Fighting and Flying." Like classes could get any better than that. "Not together, of course."

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"Giant faerie things," John shrugged, unsure what to call them. "I assume it's some version of an actual Greece. Definitely not a theme park."

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"I realize you and I don't know each other very well," Blair said. "And that if you have any kind of a brain you either fear me or hate me. Some do both. But being nice to me can be extremely beneficial so I am asking you to consider that before you tell me this: Is all of this - " Blair gestured around them " - insanity that sounds like it's from a Barry Plodder book really real, or did someone spike my drink with something?"

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Chad grunted slightly. As a whole, he wasn't exactly fond of either of those subject. Fighting he liked to avoid and he hated flying, although, in his defense, he'd only flown on airplanes, which wasn't usually pleasant for a man of his size, and through giant cannonballs of spirit energy that had a habit of exploding on impact. Those weren't exactly all that great, either, although he'd admit they were more fun than airplanes.

"I got the one about fashion, the one about mad royals, and the defensive dancing one," Chad said, realizing that his, while interesting and useful, didn't sound nearly as cool.

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Her words were worrisome given John didn't fear or hate her at the moment. His reply was very serious as a result. "I swear to you, this is all freakishly real. Otherwise I'm on the longest high known to man."