The Park, across from JGoB, Thursday morning

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Jan was grazing, because he was hungry and because unicorns ate grass.

It didn't mean he was enjoying it. Not when he'd tasted oats.

He knew where the oats came from, they came from that delicious smelling building across the road, but he didn't know exactly how to go about getting them.

So he grazed, sending longing glances towards J,GoB every few steps.

[ooc: So open, yup!]

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Mornings weren't Friday's forte. However, he had to be awake for class and that required not lazing about in bed and actually getting some caffeine and food. Cereal and Pepsi from the dorms weren't going to cut it today, so he ventured out to get something nice and warm on both counts.

Then there was the unicorn again, standing there, eating by the looks of it. He'd been having a pretty rough day on new kid day, if Friday remembered right, so he thought he'd go over and see how things were going. "Hey Jan. What's new?"

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"Oats." Jan was gazing longingly at J,GoB again, but he shook himself out of his reverie to look at Friday. "Hello, Friday," he greeted, pawing the grass with embarrassment. "I was distracted by the smells."

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He glanced over his shoulder at J,GoB and then turned back to Jan to grin. "That's the bakery. I was thinking about getting something for breakfast there. Want something?"

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Jan's ears shot forward. "Oats?" he asked, eyes very bright.

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"Oats?" Friday repeated. "I don't know if they sell them on their own. Want me to go and ask?"

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"If you would," he replied. "Dor brought me oats from that place, and they are delicious. I've never tasted anything like them before."

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He didn't know who Dor was, but that answered his question at least. "Oh, sure then. I'll be right back." He jogged over to the bakery and disappeared inside. After a few minutes, he returned with a ham and cheese croissant, a tub of oats (they didn't normally come in tubs as far as he knew, but he'd asked nicely) and a big cup of tea. "Your lucky day. They still have them." He set the tub of oats down in front of Jan.

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Wendy was on a morning jog when she caught sight of Jan. "Yo, Jan," she said, slowing down. "What's up?"

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Jan lifted his head and trotted over. "Nothing is up, but I'm having breakfast," he replied, looking at her with interest. "Why are you running?"

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"Gotta keep fit," Wendy replied. "And the weather's too nice for the gym."

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"Could I run with you?" He cantered a circle around her, tail flagged. "I love to run."

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"Sure," Wendy said, grinning as she watched Jan. "I might have trouble keeping up with you though, only two legs to your four."

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"I will run slowly," he promised, and dropped to a very slow, very bouncy trot, hardly moving forward at all. "Where should we run?"

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Claire was done with classes for the week and had decided to see if town had any interesting shops.

She got just a tiny bit distracted by the unicorn. She had heard about it, but she wasn't going to say anything. She was just going to stand there and stare.

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Jan could feel he was being watched, and he lifted his head warily, relaxing when he saw her. "Hello," he called, picking his way across the grass towards Claire.

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He talked.

Well, of course he did if he was a student. Dumb, Claire.

"Hi," she said sheepish. "I wasn't staring. I was just --" she couldn't really finish that sentence. "I'm sorry."

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"I am Jan," he said kindly, stopping in front of her to nod a greeting. "There is no need to be sorry. Do you have a name?"

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"Claire," Claire said, blinking. Hard. "Claire Fisher. Do, uh, do you?"

She was talking to a unicorn. The 10-year-old inside her was in a state of glee.

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"My name is Jan." He curved his ears forward. "I am a unicorn," he added, in case she didn't know what he was.

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Robin had a wee tiny towel draped over his shoulders, and was wearing a tiny bathing suit. He was headed for the pond for a morning swim.

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Jan eyed the muppet frog warily, because it disturbed him greatly. It smelled wrong. Still, he nodded a greeting at it.

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Robin waved cheerily. "Good morning!"

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"Good morning to you," he replied, staying where he was.

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"How are you adjusting to Fandom?"

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Jan considered the question, forelock falling over his eyes as he bowed his head. "Well enough," he finally answered. "Everything is strange, but when everything is strange, nothing is familiar, it almost seems ordinary."