fh_trips | Kellerman's Resort, Tuesday Morning and Afternoon, October 13th

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fall break 2009: kellerman's

Kellerman's Resort, Tuesday Morning and Afternoon, October 13th

The weather at Kellerman's continued to be favourable, as the autumn sun shone down on the fields and streams of the area. The staff of the resort were busy but happy to help, bustling through the corridors and courtyard.

The boards outside were advertising a white water rafting trip today, for anyone willing to go out and risk the rapids; for the less adventurous, a trip to see the Cascade Falls might just do the trick.

[[ Cottage and Room List | Rooms | Activities Barn | Indoor Activities | Outdoor Activities | White Water Rafting | Cascade Falls | OOC | OCD up! ]]

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"There was... an incident. It resulted in the Scarab executing a forced shutdown. We weren't even sure if it would wake up again, but when it did... things were different."

He sounded a bit wistful.

Dinah tilted her head. "Sounds-- traumatic?" She bit her lip. "Are you okay with it now?"

"We were... friends before." The Scarab had been a 'he' then, not an 'it'.

"It's... different now."

"Because it has amnesia?" Dinah checked, giving him a sympathetic look. "Or something? I mean, that's what I think of when I think of 'reboot.'"

"I don't know. Maybe something like that. Or its personality got damaged, or... No one really knows."

"I'm sorry," Dinah said gently, feeling like she was talking about the death of a friend of his, sort of. Strange, but how else could you define it? She sighed and took another sip of cocoa, thinking. "That has to be rough. With the constant threat-assessment in your head." She tilted her head and said, "So... does that have anything to do with your school getting blown up by aliens?"

Jaime reached back to rub at his neck. "Yeah. Kind of. There was a group of other Scarabs that came after me. They each had all the abilities that I did, so the only thing to do was to shut them all down. Which we didn't manage to do before they'd blown up the building."

"Holy crap." Dinah winced, watching Jaime carefully, and then shook her head. "What did they want? More of that conquer-the-world stuff?"

"It's... complicated." Really, really complicated. "But... essentially, yeah. They wanted to take over the planet and all that cliched stuff."

Dinah just shook her head again, thinking, thoughts whirling with all the info. Strategic assessment, aliens, constant paranoid threat talk, people not trusting Jaime, Jaime having to trust people who were dangerous... "It makes my head hurt. And it's not even my problem."

"Sorry," Jaime mumbled. Because obviously that was his fault.

"What?" Dinah blinked at him, thrown off-balance, then reached for him, her hand curling into a fist as she set it gently down on the counter. "Jaime, no, not your fault, I'm just-- sometimes my own stuff can be rough. And yours sounds even rougher, you know? I don't know how you're dealing with it so well."

"Hey, I'm lucky," Jaime smiled, looking up at her. "I have awesome friends and an amazing family to get me through the rough patches." And until recently, a hot and understanding girlfriend.

"The rough patches aren't nearly so rough when you've got all those people who care about you."

Dinah grinned at him for that, kind of relieved on his behalf. "That's cool. Your family knows all about it, hunh? You don't have to keep anything from them? You are lucky."

"How are you supposed to keep something like that from your parents?" Jaime laughed incredulously. "I mean... I still lived in their house."

And there'd been that whole 'missing for a year' thing.

"Some people try," Dinah said obliquely. "I mean. It's not really possible, but." She shrugged, gave him a sideways smile. "Not everybody has cool parents who'd help with it."

"Well... my mom did sort of freak out. She thought I was on drugs because the whole thing was just so crazy."

Dinah laughed, then facepalmed. "Sorry. It's just that's such an easy problem compared to some of ours, isn't it?" She grinned at him, and dropped her hand from her face. "So. We're still good, right?"

Jaime quirked an eyebrow. "You haven't changed. I'm the one who was keeping secrets and has a paranoid alien weapon system whispering in his head..." That was a 'are you sure you're not going to regret this?'

And the truth was that he felt ever so slightly guilty for not telling her everything. So far he'd managed to keep anyone from finding out he could armor up.

Dinah was still smiling, but it was a more serious smile. "When I got to Fandom, I was careful about who I told I had powers, and who I didn't." She blew out a breath, then rolled her eyes, at herself, mostly. "Which lead to exactly one huge blow-up later on. The guy in question was a jerk about it, but-- for him, it was an issue that even knowing about me was illegal for him, where he's from. And I'd put him in a Catch-22 of not knowing how to handle it." She shook her head. "This is your life, your abilities, you didn't know me, you can't make snap judgments on how much to trust people right away. Some people might say 'freak' and others might yell 'abomination'--" Thinking of Leto's thing about computers there. "And that's their problem, not yours, but you're the one that has to deal with it."

Dinah studied him a second. "Why would I expect you to take that risk right off, when you didn't have a laser-zapper in hand, knowing what I can do, in case I was crazy enough to try and kill you for it?"

"I don't know..." Jaime frowned in thought. "But most people aren't happy with someone knowing their secrets when they don't know any in return."

"I mean... I knew all about your powers before you told me anything..."

"That's me, learning from experience," Dinah pointed out. "In Fandom, where I know a dozen people who'd back me up. I wasn't the one at risk, telling you that, except that you maybe you wouldn't want to be friends. And better to find that out the first time we met, than later." She shrugged. "You just got to Fandom. You don't know anyone else. It's not--" She paused, trying to figure out how to say it, then said, "Trust is a gift. That's all. And sometimes it's easier to give it if you already feel safe."

"That makes sense, I guess. But it doesn't sound right for some reason." Jaime shrugged and grinned. "I'm probably just being silly."

"A little." Dinah grinned at him, and shrugged. "But you just want to do the right thing, right? I get that. It's not like there's a handbook for this stuff."

"If I find out there is such a handbook and you've been holding out on me..." Jaime raised a fist and shook it theatrically. "You'll get it."

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