Chester A. Arthur Campfire, Thursday Evening

[icecoldfrost]

Emma was bored. Staying in the cabin for more than a few hours was making her twitch; she'd the close quarters made things too loud, even when she was at her most focused. After being on her own for over a year, and just Hank for company for the last month or so, so many people was making her almost physically ill.

Which is why she was lounging out by the campfire in defiance of the glitter that still occasionally drifted down from the sky. Sunglasses on her face and idly flipping through a magazine while she sucked on a popsicle she'd found somewhere, letting her mind streach and wander about as she relaxed the tight hold she'd been keeping over herself since this morning.

Bored. For a school supposedly full of people with powers, so far, most of them were startlingly dull. Emma was starting to despair.

Maybe some of their thoughts would be more entertaining than the students themselves seemed to be.

[Open as campfires be!]

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"New kid with a neat accent!" Hannibal greeted.

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"Old kid with generic American accent," Griff replied as pleasantly as possible.

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"Hey hey hey, I am not old," he said easily. "I look damn good for an eighteen year old and I prefer to think of my accent as classic."

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Griff looked like a kid next to him. "Is Hollywood classic these days?"

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"Depends on the Hollywood," Hannibal said. "Old Hollywood? Definitely. New, glittery Hollywood? No."

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He brushed some glitter from the arm of his jacket. "Today I'd say different."

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"The glitter becomes you," he laughed. "You could be a sparkly ballerina!"

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"Ballerina?" Griff repeated oh how his dreams had been dashed. "I'm no dancer."

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"Not light on your feet?" Hannibal asked. "For some reason, I can just picture you jumping and spinning while covered with glitter."

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This guy was a bit on the scary side of things. "Not so much." Other than the jumping part. "You a dancer?"

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"No." Oh god, the pain of him dancing. "Just messing with you and I took the first thing that came to mind and used it."

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"We'll give you icebreaker points for that, then," he decided. "I'm Griffin, not like the mythological creature." Why leave room for interpretation?

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"Hannibal, not like the conqueror." He'd had to actually look that up. His parents were insane. "Good to meet your, Griffin. How's it going for you?"

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He shrugged. "Seems there's a daily challenge to get past, but I'm coping, Hannibal who I hope is not a cannibal."

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"Do I look like a guy who eats people?" he asked. And he even managed not to go to the dirty place.

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"Dunno, this place is on the weirder side of things."

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"Are you trying to get me to make a dirty comment?" Hannibal joked.

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Griff sputtered and covered his mouth. "No! I don't- That didn't-" No fair shutting his brain down with dirty thoughts.

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"Griffin, are you not familiar with the thought I'm wanting to dirtify?" Totally a word.

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And now he was red as a beet. "Familiar in what sense?"

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"Familiar in that you've done it before," Hannibal said. "I have. Pretty recently too."

Sorry, Griff.

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There were no words for the mental keysmash he was experiencing.

Griff would need a minute if he managed not to flee.

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"I could introduce you to Angela," he offered, smiling at the kid's reaction. "That's who got the pleasure, by the way. She might even share!"

She'd probably smack him but it was too good to pass up.

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Griff blinked and stared at Hannibal for a long moment before standing and walking quickly away.

Far away.