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The Perk : Thursday Early Afternoon
It still felt strange to walk around and not have to worry about looking over her shoulder. She still did since it was an ingrained habit by now but, as each day passed, she felt more and more comfortable with believing what Jaxon had told her about this place. He'd assured her the place was special, that it accepted all people and that she wouldn't have to worry about the NVD, the SVD, the Emim or the Rephaim there. He did say she might uncover a new set of problems but he thought she could deal with those new issues just fine.
Paige was fine with new issues. Definitely fine. The old issues were the ones that she needed to recover from and just the act of making her way into a small coffee shop, ordering something warm and caffeinated before taking a seat without worrying about being dragged off to the Tower or given the NiteKind were enough to start that process.
So far, things were good. Paige hadn't realized how much she needed this reprieve and this retreat away from SciLo until she'd settled into her apartment and bed a few nights ago. Any guilt she'd felt about leaving her friends behind had vanished when she'd fallen asleep and slept through the night for the first time in a long time.
Today was a day for sitting and drinking coffee. She had a few newspapers in front of her that she was browsing through in an attempt to catch up on the things she'd missed for one reason or another. She'd even left her spirit bodyguards behind for the time being. She didn't feel like she needed them.
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Paige was fine with new issues. Definitely fine. The old issues were the ones that she needed to recover from and just the act of making her way into a small coffee shop, ordering something warm and caffeinated before taking a seat without worrying about being dragged off to the Tower or given the NiteKind were enough to start that process.
So far, things were good. Paige hadn't realized how much she needed this reprieve and this retreat away from SciLo until she'd settled into her apartment and bed a few nights ago. Any guilt she'd felt about leaving her friends behind had vanished when she'd fallen asleep and slept through the night for the first time in a long time.
Today was a day for sitting and drinking coffee. She had a few newspapers in front of her that she was browsing through in an attempt to catch up on the things she'd missed for one reason or another. She'd even left her spirit bodyguards behind for the time being. She didn't feel like she needed them.
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She ducked into the coffee shop to warm up for a few moments, and ordered herself some tea. After she was done puzzling at the odd little paper cup and its little paper sleeve (did they not have mugs here?), she belatedly surveyed the other patrons, and realized she did in fact know one of them.
"Good afternoon, Miss Mahoney," she said politely, stopping by Paige's table. She didn't want to disturb her, but it seemed only right to say hello to a teacher outside of the classroom.
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She'd traveled a hundred and thirty years in the future. The idea of also finding it to be abruptly winter when expecting summer added a whole new dimension of headachiness to the concept, for Celia.
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"As far as I can tell, when I left London, it was the year 2068," she shared, still wide eyed about that. "So, I seem to have ended up in the past. Somehow."
It was clear that she didn't understand it at all.
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Though maybe it did and no one discussed it with those who weren't gifted. Magic had a similar role, there.
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Paige couldn't even imagine going that far into the future. Nearly everything had to be different and unfamiliar.
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People back home did not discuss things like people did here. Thanks, Sparkle, for getting that out of the way pretty immediately.
"It must all seem so primitive to you, though," she added thoughtfully.
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She, in turn, moved the newspapers out of the way to make some room.
"Where I'm from, you couldn't be open about what you were either," she shared. "So, while the technology and the electricity is slightly dated, the attitudes of people? They seem to have regressed."
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It didn't take her long to spot a new face, or at least a new face to her; she could never tell with Fandom. "Hey there," she called out from the bar as she tried to pick something. "Are you a new teacher?" Although she looked kinda young, but then again, Fandom.
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No matter how weird that sounded.
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He ordered the biggest black coffee the shop offered and nodded at the unfamiliar face as we waited for them to retrieve the coffee bucket from the back. "New teacher or new to town?" he asked.
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The accent might have given that away. "Do I give off the new person glow?"
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