fandomhighdorms | Magic/Support Reserves Meeting, The Preserve, Wednesday Afternoon

Raven was just a little nervous to start the reserves meeting. She'd gotten more used to speaking up in class, but talking in front of a group of people who were all looking at her was a different story. A gentle nudge from Karla had been necessary to get her to step forward and begin to speak.

"Many of us here -- not all, I know -- prefer to avoid the fighting for our own reasons," Raven said. "For instance, I am a pacifist, and as an empath, the emotions that arise during combat are often very uncomfortable for me. I will deal with such things when I must heal someone, but I do not belong in the front lines of combat.

"But for those who are engaged in a fight, whether magically or physically, it is best not to do so blindly. When something invades Fandom, we must find out everything about it so that we know how to best repel the attack, and that is where we can provide much needed support. Some of us have abilities to use various forms of divination, be it tarot cards or crystal balls or prophetic dreams. Others are skilled with a computer or are more at home with books, and may have access to information that the rest of us do not.

"Today we would like to talk about what abilities, either magical or mundane, each of us have for researching threats to Fandom. For instance, I sometimes have prophetic dreams of the future, but I know very little about computers. I am just beginning to learn to use one." Just wait 'til she found Rumor Gal fanfic.

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Tim smiled at Karla. "Your uncle's an interesting guy."

Karla glanced up, startled at Tim. "You met him?" she asked. "This weekend?"

No, Karla. In a chatroom last Thursday. Duh!

"Is that interesting as in interesting, or interesting in you can't think a more polite adjective," she added, a bit suspiciously.

"Yeah, at the convention," Tim said. "Interesting interesting. Is he really fifty thousand years old?"

"He's probably rounding down to the nearest century," Karla said, completely serious, "but yes. Craziest part? He's not even the oldest person I can think of."

That dubious honor went to Draca. Not that Karla would be making an issue of her age anywhere near where the other female could hear.

"Wow," Tim said. "Do all your people live so long?"

Karla shook her head. "No, no. He's a Guardian--they're special. Most people die of old age at about a hundred twenty or thereabouts. Well, most people of the short-lived races, like me," she amended. "The long-lived races usually see about five thousand or so before they die."

One-twenty was closer to what he was used to. "What does he Guard?" Tim asked.

"Well, he is the High Lord of Hell," Karla pointed out, chuckling a bit. "One could say he's the Guardian of that Realm. But Guardians...they don't Guard, I think. I'm not quite sure where the title comes from, actually."

She made a mental note to ask Saetan the origin of the term later.

"I told him he should give you another chance to learn cooking," Tim said. "And I promised to eat something you cooked."

Karla smiled. "You did? Thank you! I baked some muffins!" she offered, pointing to a dozen slightly-charred lumps on the table. "I don't know which was the harder ingredient--buttermilk, because I had to make my own, or the jalapenos, because they were so damn spicy!"

She paused and added, "I had the oven on a leeetle too hot. If you scrape off the burned part, they should be good."

They were mostly burned-part.

"Jalepeño's an interesting choice," Tim said, taking a muffin and attempting to find a non-burned bit. "Where'd you come up with that idea?"

"It was one of the recipes that Sookie offered," Karla said. "I don't know how they came out, since I tend to avoid really spicy foods, but I know others like them."

The spicy foods, of course. Not the muffins.

"Maybe you should make food you like," Tim suggested. He'd found a morsel of unburned muffin. It was about the size of an aspirin. He popped it in his mouth and swallowed it. "I'm learning to cook a little. Want to try and make something together sometime?"

Karla loved how everyone in Fandom was always willing to cook with her. ~~Once~~

"I'd love to!" she said, nodding gleefully. "It'd be fun! I bet there won't be any fires at all this time."

For the record, the ovens in the Second Floor Common Room still worked fine.

Tim smiled. "We'll keep the fire extinguishers nearby just in case." He was optimistic, not stupid.

"There was a lot of stuff built up on the inside of the oven," Karla said, nodding sagely. "That's why it caught fire. Needed a decent cleaning."

And the award for Deepest in Denial goes to...

"And we'll check the oven first."

"Good plan," Karla said. "This way, not only will it not catch on fire, but things can't fall into them and ruin them."

These mysterious 'things' often ruined her baking that way.

"Or provide extra insulation, making the oven hotter than it should be so things burn."

This was some serious oven build-up Karla had to contend with.

"I will run a thorough systems-test of the oven before we attempt to use it," Tim said. He would, too.

"Oh, you will be very handy to have around in the kitchen," Karla said nodding. "Hey! Maybe with your help, I can actually bake Kennedy's birthday cake. I was going to just get one from J,Gob, because I'm not used to baking for so many people, but between the two of us..."

Tim, the narration would like to remind you that, as a superhero, you have a duty to protect the innocent.

"Oh, man, I don't know if I'm up to that," Tim said. "I've only made spaghetti so far. Maybe you should get the cake from the store and we can try on something less important?"

"I guess that's fair," Karla said, after thinking about it for a moment. "I don't want to put too much pressure on you, if you don't have much cooking experience. Your spaghetti was really good, though."

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