5th floor common room - Morning

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Jacob had woken up to a lot of snow, a powerless dormitory and a growling stomach. The latter two had cause a problem because cornflakes were just cornflakes and Jacob wanted to more. The blizzard hadn't caused much of an obstacle, not when you could change into a werewolf built to brave cold weather. He'd been across the island in a flash and while he'd gotten some strange looks for showing up in just a pair of jeans at J,GOB, the baker hadn't asked any questions. Which was once more evidence of how much the people on the island had gotten used to situations like this and luckily, the bakery had a back up generator. So Jacob had gotten a huge bag full of pastries for 'those poor students'. He suspected that J,GOB hadn't really been expecting a whole lot of customers.

So now, said bag had been upended on the dinner table. The bag itself had been thrown into the bin in Jake's room. It wouldn't do to have anyone take notice of the teeth marks on it. Jacob lay sprawled upon the couch in just a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, his hair still a little wet, while he munched on a muffin. In his boredom, he might just end up eating his way through the stack of food.

Best not to let him stay bored.

[Brought to you by Food Delivery Services Jacob Black. Open, of course.]

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"Morning, Dru, Jacob waved from the couch. He only had to think a moment to remember the girl's name as there'd been a lot of people to remember.

"Help yourself." Because he wasn't going to get up.

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"Thanks. I don't trust my cooking skills in the dark," she admitted before snagging a muffin and taking a seat on the couch.

Which would be the point when she finally noticed the fireplace.

"Huh. That's new."

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"What is?" he followed her gaze and honestly, he hadn't been paying that much attention to the common room set up. "Is it?"

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Her father and grandmother had spent a good part of Dru's life playing games to train her to always be aware of her environment. So yes, she'd notice a fireplace where there suddenly was one.

"It is," Dru nodded. "I'm not sure how I want to know they managed to get it built so quickly. Or how they knew it was going to be needed." She thought about it for a moment then shook her head. "This place is weird."

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"Huh," he glanced at the fireplace. "Do they have prebuild fireplaces?" he wondered.

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"I suppose, but aren't they usually electric?" she wondered. "So that's a no go with the power out. Maybe there's a propane tank hidden behind it? In which case I hope it's a big one cause that storm looks like it's going to last a while."

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"Nah, it smells real," Jacob said which made him frown. "They're not expecting us to go out and chop wood, are they?

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"Hopefully not because I don't think I have the upper body strength for it. To say nothing of the fact that it's miserable outside and I'd hate to have to leave the dorms." Just thinking about it made her shiver.

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He would do it, but he wasn't going to admit that. "We'll figure something out when it gets to that. Besides, the wood out there would be pretty wet. We can always just burn the furniture."

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"Hopefully it's not going to get to that point," Dru said. "I mean they'll have crews out soon and get the power back. But in the meantime, I wouldn't mind some marshmallows."

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Awwww, the pastries were going to feel left out. "Make sure Bod doesn't flail at you about setting the room on fire."

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Oh no, Dru was definitely still enjoying the pastries. And after all, marshmallows were a bit too sugary for this early in the morning. "But charred marshmallows are the best kind."

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"Charred?" he asked. "I think I like them a bit less well done."

Dammit, now he wanted marshmallows.

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"I'm not talking completely burned," Dru clarified. "But you know that point where they've been over the fire just long enough for the sugar to light itself on fire? That point's my favorite."

[glacial_queen]

Karla nodded and waved at the female she didn't know. "Witchlight?" she offered, jerking her thumb towards the little globe of light that hovered at her shoulder. "I made enough for everyone, I think."

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"Possibly?" Dru said warily. "It's not dangerous is it?" It didn't seem to be but always best to make sure.

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"Nope!" Because unlike some people she could name, Karla knew how to control her Craft. "They're just little globes of light. If you touch one, it'll follow you around all day. Witchlights are one of the first things we learn to Craft as children."

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Dru had met witches before. It was part of dealing with the Real World. She knew some people had even considered her own grandmother a witch. She'd just never met one that seemed so cheerful.

She reached out to touch on the balls that had floated into reach. "So it'll float around and follow me? And I won't have to carry a flashlight. Useful. Very, very useful. I'm Dru by the way."

[Heading out poolside. SP okay?]

[glacial_queen]

Karla nodded, too busy chewing to answer properly. Swallowing, she said, "Karla. Nice to meet you. Newbie?" and then promptly took another bite.

Look, she was really hungry. Craft was hard work! But she did her best to look friendly while she devoured the delicious pastry.

[Poolside? I am filled with envy]

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"Newbie," she replied, not offended in the least. They were very good pastries. "You're a witch?" Witch, witchlight, it was a logical assumption.

[glacial_queen]

Karla nodded enthusiastically. "I am!" she said cheerfully. "Specifically, a Healer-Black Widow-Queen. All of the Blood from my world have Craft."

That probably made more sense in her head.

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Much more sense.

Dru raised an eyebrow. She was slowly getting used to the idea of people from other worlds but sometimes things didn't translate well. "You're some sort of spider queen?"

[glacial_queen]

Karla chuckled a bit, shaking her head. "Not quite," she said, smiling Dru's way. "Black Widows are a caste of witches back home. We're mind-Healers specifically, but a lot of what we do involves weaving things called 'tangled webs.' Because of that and some other things--" like being poisonous, for example "--someone back in antiquity called our caste Black Widows."

She brushed her hair back from her face and laughed again. "It caused me a lot of trouble back when I first came here. Everyone thought I murdered males or something."

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That made a little more sense. The key word being little. But school was supposed to be a learning experience after all so Dru went with it.

"Yeah, I can see where they'd think that. They probably read one too many true crime books," Dru replied. "So you're all that? And a queen? Do I need to curtsy or anything like that because I'm kind of warm and cosy and really don't want to move right now."

[glacial_queen]

Karla looked horrified. "No curtsying," she declared firmly. "I'm not some fancy aristo witch that has to stand on Protocol all the time." She made a face at that and then added, "Besides, then I'd have to acknowledge it, which means I'd also have to move from my warm and cozy spot. Not happening."