Park: Friday Evening

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Blair came better equipped tonight to meditate in the park in the rain. He was wearing a poncho.

Or rather a poncho made out of a black trash bag. It was sort of like recyling. Plus it looked cool.

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Wandering by on his way to Caritas, John stopped and stared. In London, he would've just walked on by.

However, Fandom had a 'small town' type atmosphere, and John wondered if he oughtn't to inform the police that there was a nutter in the park.

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Blair wiped water out of his eyes and waved. "Hey, man."

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John, who had somehow managed to light a cigarette in the drizzle, nodded.

"Evening, Squire. Alright?"

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"You must have me confused with someone else, man. My name's Blair." There was a soggy bounce.

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John wiped a soggy bounce induced splash from his cheek and nodded.

"John Constantine. You live here?" he asked eyeing Blair's Gladbag couture.

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"Yup! Up at the school. Are you a student too?" Blair grinned.

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John, who had come of age in the sixties, immediately assumed that Blair was on something, and his wondered what it was and if Blair was sharing. It did not yet occur to him that this bloke could simply be high on life.

John nodded.

"Something like that. Just...blew into town the other day."

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"Blew, huh?" Blair grinned. "Blew as in 'on a gust of wind' or 'very quickly'? Because around here you can never be sure."

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"Er...the latter."

That was as close as John could come to describing the sensation, anyhow.

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"Well, it's cool to have you here, man." Blair grinned. "Looking forward to classes starting up?"

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John tweaked the collar of his trench coat up and took a drag on his still, mysteriously lit cigarette.

"I've met two of me teachers. It'll be interestin' to say the least. Er...If you don't mine me asking, what are you doin' out here when you've got a warm dormitory to be in?"

The phrase 'doesn't know when to come out of the rain' was foremost in John's mind.

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"Smoking is bad for you and the environment." Blair said, bouncing. "Who did you meet?"

"I'm trying to commune with nature, man."

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Bad for me and the environment?

Sure, smoking had been bad for John. It had gotten him stuck on this bloody island talking to a bloke who reminded him of wee Nigel Archer. 'Cept John suspected that even poor Nige had a bit more acumen than this fellow.

"That preacher Jesse and that angel bloke. Azirawhozits. Communin' with nature, eh?"

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Shawn was wandering the town. It was about time he got down to doing some exploration. He reaches the park, and the first thing he sees is some loon sitting around in a trash bag. So of course, he goes to investigate.

"Are you okay?"

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"Shawn?" Blair grinned up at him. "Yeah, man. I'm fine."

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Shawn frowned, the last time he'd seen Blair he had seemed decidedly more normal. "You realise you're wearing a trash bag, right?"

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"Do you know how much those little plastic poncho's cost, man?" Blair frowned. "This works just as well and it was free!"

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"Never had the occasion to look for one, I gotta admit," Shawn said. "I can see the attraction of the free version though. Still, is there any particular reason you're sitting out here wearing it?"

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"I'm trying to get some hard core meditation in before school starts and usually nature is a good place to do it." Blair bounced wetly on the ground and shrugged. "The weather is not cooperating."

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Shawn nodded, "I see. Well good for you. I was made to do meditation for a program I was in a while back. Never really worked for me." He risked a quick glance up at the sky, "Isn't there someplace covered you could meditate and not get hypothermia?"

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"Someone forced you to do meditation? Forced?" Blair was shocked. Appalled. Affronted, even. "No wonder it didn't work man, that's just wrong."

Blair looked around. "I could do it my room, but there are far less visitors in there."

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Shawn shrugged, not really wanting to get into the governments motives for that particular move. "Yeah, thought it would be good for me or something."

"You want visitors? Isn't meditation generally a quiet, alone thing?" Shawn queried.

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"Meditiation generally is." Blair nodded. "Forcing it isn't."

"Um..." Blair shrugged a little. "Yes, it is. But...but new people! All over the place! I don't want to miss anything!"

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Shawn grinned, "Nope, wouldn't want that. Honestly, that's the reason I'm out here. I thought I'd wander, and follow the people wherever they lead me. So far, it's led me to you and your poncho of doom."

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Blair looked down and grinned. "I am pretty stylin! Do you think this makes me look dangerous and broody?"