Amalgaverse High

After awhile, it gets to the point where Poe can't stand it and forces Alec out of his house and away from his Michael Phelps standee and back into the real world again. Well, she's going to try, at the very least. Which is why she's at his place: to drag him out to get some fresh air and maybe some coffee and get him grounded again. It's what friends do, after all. Especially friends who have been through the kind of things they've been through.

Now, let's be honest, gathering the known hunter kids and meeting up in the library once a week wasn't Mr Flynn's idea. Hell, it shouldn't have been anyone's idea. But once Poe started to realize there were other kids from hunter families in the school, well, she thought it might be a good idea to get together and share information. More safety in a group, right?

Poe picked the library not because Mr. Flynn might know something about anything (because she doesn't know WHAT he knows, just that he knows SOMETHING), but because it was quiet and she knew it was protected (she's capable of picking a lock, but nothing has been able to get her into the library after hours). Aside from that, no one would say anything about some little club meeting in a location practically no one else goes to.

This week, however, seems to have Poe in a bit of a paranoid state. Something very, very strange has been going on around town and even in the confines of the school walls. October has brought something nasty along with it and there's definitely some things that need to be brought up. Specifically, what is up with some teacher and student's faces? Mr. Crowley's dog, too!

Because of this, she's chosen to show up ahead of the others to scope out Mr. Flynn's situation.

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This is not a private thread, by the way. Mainly, the hunter kids that know of this 'club' get together and gossip. HOWEVER, the library IS a public venue in the school and anyone can show up or even interrupt their discussion. That's part of the fun, after all!

Once Dean leaked that photo Courtney snapped to his brother, Sam's barely spoken to Poe. This doesn't make her terribly happy at all, especially since he's been avoiding her and, to be honest, she hasn't wanted to push the issue. Instead, she's been hoping that Sam might have a moment of clarity in the midst of his brother (more than likely) feeding him bullshit about her.

Unfortunately, that moment hasn't come yet, so now she's going straight to the source of this problem: Dean Winchester.

Some people spend their Thursdays down at the Zephyr. Other people spend it in the reigning little coffee shop in town. Starbucks be damned, this place isn't letting you take over. It's cozy and comfortable, dimly lit with ambient sort of music being piped through. No obnoxious hipster rock or loudly chatting people here. Just quiet relaxation and the tikka-tikka of laptop keyboards.

Poe is seated in a booth, somewhat selfishly claiming the entire thing despite her being so small. Papers are scattered about and she seems to be reading through some as she sips at a coffee. A half-eaten pastry sits nearby, waiting to be completely devoured.

With a ring-ding, the front door opens and a few people enter in. One of those people is Caine, looking more alert than he usually does in school. Maybe he's just a night owl. He heads for the counter and takes his place in line as he skims over the menu. Coffee, fancy coffee, baked goods. Hmm. What to get? He makes sure he has his wallet then goes for his cell phone to check his messages.

Poe looks up when the bell rings, always observant and curious to see who enters. Squinting in the dim light, she realizes she knows that person! Caine, if she recalls correctly and she does because it's such a Bible name. Caine and Abel, etcera. While she's interested in talking to him again (also, he's good looking, so that's no a bad thing either), she waits to see if he's planning on sticking around first. She doesn't want to keep someone from whatever evening activities they might have planned.
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Carnivore pitterpats his way down the hall, clutching a squeaky newspaper in his jaws. He growls at a few students that come too close for his comfort but otherwise keeps to himself.

Poe is near her locker, rummaging for some books. It's her study hall hour, but she never actually spends it in study hall. Likely, she's heading upstairs to the library at some point.

Eloise is at her locker as well, fumbling with the combination. She will never get the damn thing open on her first try, she swears. At the moment she's pretty oblivious to the going-ons around her, mind silently cursing the stupid micro closet in front of her.

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It's another afternoon at the mall, and up on the second level people come and go from the awesome restaurant/buffet that is Todai. Sure, it's not cheap, but there's a TON of food and an equal amount of eye candy in the form of sexy male waiters. In fact, there's not a waitress in sight. Huh. Plus they're running a special, half price lunches!

Poe has been known to splurge on herself from time to time. Going to one of her favorite resturants in town is a rare treat and one she's so very taking advantage of today. Half price lunches? That means two can eat for the price of one! Which means both her and her partner inb crime, Eloise, are aiming for the sushi buffet today. Despite the ~raw fish~ deal, there's always enough non-meaty portions to go around. And sweets! So no one really loses here.

When Poe invited her to lunch at the Man Buffet, Eloise, of course, jumped at the chance. Because look at those waiters, good god. "You are not allowed to judge me by how much I'm about to eat. Nor how much ogling I do." Stern face.

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Welcome, parents and students and teachers alike, to the open house! The outside of the school has been decorated with streamers and brightly colored signs, directing people inwards through the open doors.

Once inside there's a small podium with a sign in book (just so Principal Blake can track who RSVP'd and showed up/didn't show up) right near the doorway. Past that brass bars with velvet ropes connecting them form a pathway to lead visitors and staff alike into the gymnasium.

In the gym, tables are set up with punch and several party subs all cut up into small portions. There's more than enough food for everyone to have seconds. There's also paper plates, cups, napkins, all that fine stuff. Staff mill about, waiting to be approached, and the man himself (Mr. Blake) looms near the emergency exit doors in his tuxedo, sipping punch.

So parents, students, teachers, go and mingle! Have fun! Try not to break anything or Mr. Blake WILL be upon you like an unholy plague.