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The primal urge to obsessively access your uni portal to see if your classes have been released, so you can read the syllabi thirty-seven times before class next week.
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weeoo weeoo weeeeoooooooo
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We're still a colony XD
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Sad because it was a long weekend for the other colonies. Like Canada and Australia

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Christian happily took the finished s’more from Penny. He inspected the creation closely while Penny worked on cooking more marshmallows for herself. He tried to focus on what she was doing, so he understood the technique for next time, but he was more preoccupied with tasting.
The s’more was rather messy. When Christian bit into it, the graham crackers crumbled slightly, and he got some of the goo and chocolate on his fingers. However, Christian was surprised that he could actually taste it. It must have something to do with the high sugar content. Out of the foods he had had so far, only the ones with high sugar seemed to tickle his taste buds.

Christian finished his s’more rather quickly, licking his fingers to get every last bit of marshmallow and chocolate off his fingers. He was just finishing when Penny finally got to enjoy hers.

He looked over at her and chuckled, wondering if he looked like a disaster like she did. ”I can definitely tell,” he teased her. ”You’ve gotten some on your face.”
"Thanks, dad." You're a good teacher... She thought about saying it as she snuggled down into her bed after drinking the tea that waited for her, but did it matter? Jack knew he was a good teacher. Probably the best one, and Annika was going to do her best to learn every lesson and become better.

It was the whole point, wasn't it? To surpass her father and learn the things he learned later. Things that would have saved him or others.

Annika drifted back to sleep after she finished her tea, making her wonder if her father had put something in it. Annika slept soundly, dreaming only of floating chairs, cats, and books. She had the strange impression she was in Wonderland when she woke the following day, Nochella pawing at her.

"Mmm, I'm awake, I'm awake." She scratched the cat's head and pulled them in close for a morning kiss before releasing them. Annika sat up and stretched. Feeling more awake, she looked at the cat and smiled. "Should we find the rabbit hole today?" she asked, feeling adventurous after nearly twenty-four hours of sleeping.

Annika tossed off her covers and pulled on slippers before she left her room and padded down the hallway---straight into the kitchen. Annika paused for a moment before she set about making something for her breakfast.

The kitchen wasn't normally readily available for her. It shifted and moved often, but clearly the house wanted her to go on an adventure today as well. Annika sat, drinking her juice and eating her eggs, trying to decide if that was a good thing or not.
”I cashed in some favours and made deals with a few others,” Christian said vaguely. He was glad to do this for Penny and would do it a hundred times more if it were required. Part of her training would be learning to make some of the items in the duffle bag on her own, or making the connections needed to obtain specific supplies, but this would set her up for a while.

Christian blushed when Penny kissed his cheek. Even after she pulled away, the area tingled and felt warm. He resisted the urge to touch his cheek and shoved his hands into his pockets.

”It was no trouble,” he insisted. ”You need to be ready to take on the supernatural world, and I won’t always be around. These items will keep you safe when I can’t.” He watched her prepare the supplies needed to make the dessert, conscious of her every movement and every breath. Even after Penny started the fire and sat down, Christian continued to watch her from a distance. It wasn’t until Penny talked about the art of marshmallow cooking that Christian moved to join her by the fire.

Christian quickly realized he was horrible at the task. He burnt two marshmallows quickly, and on the third attempt, the white, round confection fell into the fire. Christian stared at the coals that burned any last remnants of the gooey substance away before he looked at Penny and handed her his stick.

”Help.”



Rihannon Linx




Location: Dining Room
Skills: N/A
Fit





”Two ghost hunters? Well, that’s interesting,” Rhiannon mused before listening in to the conversation Sam started to have with Millicent. A magician piqued Rhi’s interest. A magician could sneak into someone’s room and leave incriminating evidence. Rhi watched Millicent closely, trying to get a vibe check from them.

Rhiannon listened to Sam’s fears and finished their wine before the next course. They chuckled slightly and shook their head. ”It’s all about making the audience think your mistake was intentional. The real trick, I would think, is convincing your audience that what you do is real. I mean… There are a lot of ways you could fake paranormal phenomena, performing on stage, though? Can’t really fake that.” Rhi figured if they couldn’t talk to Miguel about faking it, maybe they could talk to Sam about it.
Christian watched Penny curiously while she gathered ingredients for their dessert. Each item on their own didn't make much sense, but then again, Christian was rather confused on what a 'marshmallow' was. He stood up once he saw the strange package on the counter and picked it up, temporarily ignoring Penny's question. It seemed his behaviour from this morning was forgotten as Christian was enjoying teasing Penny by not telling her what her surprise was.

He opened the bag of marshmallows and pulled one out. His eyes widened from the soft springy texture. "What are these even made of?" He pulled the thing apart and squashed it more. It was a different texture on the inside. Christian started, confused more by this before he popped one half in his mouth and chewed. It felt weird in his mouth, but he also noted how it dissolved while he chewed.

"Interesting," he said after he swallowed. He looked back at Penny and smiled. "I'm sorry, what did you ask?" He teased her.

Before Penny could yell at him too much, a box and a large duffle bag appeared in Christian's hands. He set the duffle bag on the ground, finding that containing the less exciting items, and presented Penny with the box first. Inside laid two, long-bladed knives. Along the blade lay a strange serious of symbols that would glow briefly before fading to show the smooth shine of the silver and gold toned blades.

"These are rather hard to come by," Christian informed Penny, watching her face while he spoke. "These blades will aid you in killing almost anything. There are protection spells as well as enchantations woven into the blade to aid in killing creatures like demons, angels, werewolves, vampires, wendigos, wraiths, and several others. They will also help you dispel ghosts, but you will still need to salt and burn the bones of the dead to rid the world of the spirit. Those items as well as anything else you may need right away are in the duffle bag. Consider this the beginning of your hunting tool kit," Christian said, smiling happily.

Christian understood he wouldn't always be there to help Penny when she came across a hunt or found herself in trouble. He wanted her to be as prepared and safe as possible.
Christian glanced down at the spatula as it made contact with his chest. Penny hadn't hit him very hard, but he still found it amusing. A laugh quickly bubbled out of him after she scolded him.

"I'm more concerned you think a spatula is an effective weapon," he teased her, slipping his hands in his pockets. Christian remained standing behind Penny, peering over her shoulder while she cooked. He wished he could appreciate the cooking she was doing and be able to cook for her, but with his inability to taste food, Christian didn't imagine he would be any good at it.

"Work was good," he said, taking a seat after Penny had. "Nothing out of the ordinary. Although, I'm sure the next few days will have something exciting." In order to secure some of the items he got Penny, Christian had to pull a few strings and ask for a few favours, which came with being given tasks that he normally didn't enjoy.

"How was your day? I see you've settled in a bit more," Christian noted, glancing around the trailer.
Skills: Teleportation


Christian glanced at the passenger seat before checking his watch, watching the many hands shift. ”I should go and follow through with some of my duties for a couple of hours at least. My suggestion would be to find someplace local or within the state to set up camp for now. That way, we can train until you feel comfortable taking on a case.” Christian leaned away from the truck and took several steps back.

”I’ll come find you then. Perhaps I’ll have a present,” Christian said, grinning before he teleported from the space.

While Christian eased himself into the familiar work of reaping souls, he grew calmer. The clarity allowed him to think more assuredly about his relationship with Penny. He thoroughly enjoyed her company and the adventure she wanted him to participate in. It was everything Christian had yearned for while watching humans from between worlds.

It had felt good to use his hands, and rewarding to accomplish tasks that seemed medial. Not to mention the praise he received from Penny upon completing the work. At the thought of Penny, Christian’s mind drifted to the hotel room. His fingertips tingled from the memory of touching her skin, and he found himself searching for her in his mind, wondering if she had found a campground and what she was doing. As his awareness of Penny grew, he realized what he was doing and snapped himself back to the present moment, where he watched a soul cross over to the other side.

”Concentrate, Christian,” he berated himself and ran a hand over his head before smoothing down his jacket. Once he felt settled, Christian continued with his work.

A few hours after Christian left Penny, he reached out again until he found her. He had cleaned up from earlier and changed into something a bit more relaxed and comfortable. Something he could easily move in to help train Penny and help around the campground.

Rather than teleport nearby and announce himself to Penny, Christian decided to surprise her this time and appeared just behind her. ”Do you want your surprise now, or later?” Christian asked, a smile and a glint in his eyes.

The same calm he felt after returning to work surrounded him now that he was in Penny’s presence again. It was strange how he felt similarly in two different situations, but it made him smile all the more.
Christian plugged in the electrical for the lights on the trailer to work while Penny complimented him. He stood back up, wiping his dirty hands on a rag with a chuckle.

”Thank you. It feels good to be useful and get my hands dirty. I'm glad this at least was easier to put together after reading up on it. Reading about driving a car is nothing like actually having to drive a car,” Christian noted.

He looked at Penny and nodded to the truck. ”Do you want to get in and test the lights?” If the trailer lights weren't working, they would have to figure something out.

Once Christian was satisfied that the lights were working, he returned to the driver's side of Penny's door. ”I think that's it then. Should we head back to the hotel room you've been staying in and gather anything you've left behind?”



Rihannon Linx




Location: Dining Room
Skills: N/A
Fit





Rhiannon inspected the cheese after it was laid out on the table. Cheese wasn’t one of those things that was high on Rhiannon’s priority list, like it was for some. People with Asian ancestry tended to shy away from cheese since there was a history of lactose intolerance among them. They broke up a piece of the softer cheese and added some jam, and gave it a taste before sticking to the nuts.

The conversation around the table started to dwindle, which sparked a topic of conversation for Rhiannon. It was a shame they were so far away from the ghost hunter. It would be interesting to pick their brain on a few things.

“So, what do you guys do for fun around here?” Rhi asked, turning to look at Nathan.

“Personally, I’m only here in the summer. I tend to spend my time on the lake or sailing.” Nathan tells her. He has a note of pride as he says sailing. “The rest of the year I am in Paris.”

“That sounds fun! I've never been personally, but the water has always seemed appealing to me,” Rhi noted, taking a sip of their wine. There was something about a good Riesling that always settled Rhiannon. Although she should be mindful about drinking too much…

“Is there anything else for the guests to do? Or perhaps there is something you like to do for fun?” Rhiannon asked, addressing the person on the other side of them for the first time.

Lena looked a little surprised at being addressed. “There is the library, garden, lake, vineyard are some people’s favorite pastime.” She shrugged. “There is also a pool house. If you like swimming, but don’t want to do that in the lake.”

“Oh? Is there algae or something in the lake?”

“It is cold, and full of fish.”

Rhiannon laughed at Lena’s response. It was so straightforward that they couldn’t help it. ”Not nearly as cold as swimming in a lake fed by a glacier, I’m sure,” Rhiannon said with a grin.
Christian rested against the car after he had been pacing for ten minutes. He fidgeted with the watch he wore, which seemed to follow the planetary cycle rather than time itself. What happened to him in Penny's hotel room was strange. It unnerved and excited him, and the fact that Penny didn't seem to mind his advances made his feelings stronger.

He was looking at his fingers, pressing the tips of them together when he heard Penny's voice and looked up. He leaned away from the car and smiled wryly at her statement of sending her mental messages.

"I don't have a cell phone," he confirmed. "I suppose it would be easier to get one. Perhaps after we get the trailer," he suggested.

Christian got into the car after Penny got into her truck. Excitement overtook him as he turned the car over and proceeded to follow Penny. The lessons from the day before helped him to remain calm and in control. During the night, Christian had read up on traffic laws and how to navigate city roads. No book could have prepared Christian for the chaos of driving in town. Once or twice he very nearly had an accident. It was with immense relief that Christian pulled into the dealership and handed over the car keys. But after Christian got into Penny's truck, he wished for the privacy of the car once more.

Thoughts of the morning filtered through Christian's head while he sat in the passenger seat. His hands on her waist, her face close to his, and the feeling of her skin against his fingers were all sensations that seemed to come to him unbidden and frequently. Christian continued to shift uncomfortably in the seat while they drove, unable to carry on a conversation with Penny that didn't leave him blushing or staring at her for longer than necessary.

Penny barely had the vehicle in park before Christian jumped out of the truck and walked over to the trailer. He kept himself busy by looking around it and getting it ready for Penny to hook up to. This was something else Christian had read up on while Penny had slept. He wanted to be more useful to Penny. She needed him to teach her how to hunt, but that seemed very minor compared to everything a human had to worry about.
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