fandomtownies | Magic Reserve - The Preserve, Wednesday

Unlike other weeks, today there was a very large amount of food at the meeting. Pies and pudding--the kind people here liked, not the real kind--and what appeared to be eggs. Piled on the ground next to the food were a bunch of clean shirts, some of them still stained by paint.

Either it was time for a Rocky montage or something interesting was going to happen today.

"Welcome back everyone! Or welcome for the first time if you haven't been before."

Because there were so many new people with this last semester!

"We'll be following the example of yesterday's meeting with a different twist based on our skill sets. When there are... interesting rains of items how would we protect ourselves and others from harm? Some of us might be versed in shielding from attacks. This is a time to practice those abilities and perhaps teach others to do so as well," Merlin said with a wide grin.

Karla shared Merlin's grin, and would be humming "Eye of the Tiger" if she had any idea what it meant. Or that it existed at all.

"Fighting under less than stellar conditions is only good if it impedes your enemy more than you," she said, tossing an egg lazily in the air. "To our benefit, we know Fandom better and while we don't expect the crazy rains, we know they occur and won't waste a lot time being surprised if and one happens in conjunction with an attack. And while those are good benefits to have, we can always improve. Knowing such conditions are possible means that we know that's something we could--and should!--prepare for."

Merlin nodded seriously, picking up an egg as if to demonstrate something. Luckily he knew nothing about drugs and eggs and your brain commercials.

"So, we'll be practicing today." With that said, he slapped Karla on the back with the egg. "With a food fight!"

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Merlin was there and far too pleased with himself right about now.

Karla shrieked when the egg broke and the cold, wet yoke started slithering down her back. "This is why we shield!" she said, though the words might be a little incomprehensible due to laughter.

And then she was throwing eggs at Merlin with Craft. Lots of them. From different directions.

Karla was here, covered in egg and other foods, and grinning widely.

"Not fair!" Merlin shouted, ducking to try and avoid... absolutely nothing. He was now an eggy mess before he could think of a bloody shield.

Raven was there, eyeing the eggs dubiously. Fandom, it seemed, was attempting to make it difficult for her as a pacifist this week.

Raven kept to the side, unwilling to engage in even a mock fight. If someone attempted to hit her with something, well, that was why her Soul-Self was currently hovering above her.

Arthur was there, trying not to snicker - it wouldn't do to lecture Zack on it, and then do it himself - and staying well out of range of any eggs.

"I knew you enjoy getting pelted with food," Arthur observed, smirking, "But you're going a bit far now, aren't you? Could've just asked me for a few rotten tomatoes."

"Ha-ha," Merlin replied, watching as what appeared to be a bowl of pudding very quietly floated up behind Arthur.

"How many eggs has it been, now?"

Bowl? Arthur knew no bowl.

"Does it really matter?" Merlin asked, letting it settle just above Arthur's head. Wait for it... Wait for it...

"I'm just trying to keep score so we can give the people back home a true running tally of your exploits." He was enjoying this too much.

Which would be why the bowl of pudding overturned onto his head. "That so?"

... Well, if Merlin expected an answer beyond angry spluttering, he was fresh out of luck. "Merlin!"

Yeeeah, Francine wasn't making pies for throwing purposes, thanks. But she would show up to ~~sneak unthrown samples~~ take notes and pretend there was anything someone with totally unreliable second sight could do about pudding rain.

Merlin just laughed. "I think it's a good look on you."

"Is it, now," he snapped, smoothing over his hair and flicking some pudding at the ground.

And if his other hand might have reached back subtly for an egg while he did it..

"Stunning even," Merlin added, trying not to laugh too much.

Francine, as a member of the Support Reserve, knew perfectly well how to prepare for inclement ~~food fights~~ Fandom weather: she brought a plastic umbrella!

From behind which she could launch spoonfuls of pudding at anyone who came near.

She could claim to have had a vision of this week's meeting topic and possibly get away with it, but it's infinitely more likely that she may have had inside information.

And that would be the egg being hurled at his face, yes.

And there we go with the shield! Merlin peered around the odd splatter hanging in the air for that moment and burst out laughing again.

"You'll have to do better than that, my lord."

And look, he was saying it like a joke again.

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