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"I don't think I want to drink." Mikael said, putting the drink down altogether. Feeling like it wasn't polite to leave his kind taco, he nibbled at one of the not-spicy wrap edges.

"Maybe we should go too?" he said, suddenly self conscious.

"He's your dad too." Mikael said, going from upset to irritated. "Will you just choose not to have me as a brother too one day?"

He was upset and he didn't know why, it felt like the commentary on Lawrence was somehow a commentary on him, though he'd never done anything like his dad had in terms of bad things.

Looking at the ground he said. "Get your stupid taco."

Mikael wanted to rant and rave at Malkam about how if you could just choose family you could just choose not to have them, how it meant calling him brother meant nothing, He didn't. Just shook his head and bit his lip.

"Whatever." he said.

Glenda was content to wait in her chair and indulge in the delightful food, certain a refreshing beverage would make itself available presently. As such, she calmly watched as Corona and Lime approached her fellow survivor. He was flanked by two rather uncomfortable looking younger versions of himself.

At her dismissal, her eyes widened slightly with interest.

"Oh, dear, what have you been up to, Lawrence?" She mumbled into her taco, a little amused. The tension was palpable - nothing like a good family feud to add a little spice to a gathering.

Maybe she'd been spending too much time on the beach after all.

Having survived America's foray into amateur bartending Cami let the awkward moment pass and pounced on the first person to make any attempt at conversation. Wash was the lucky recipient of her flush-faced attention as the brunette again whirled on her heel to beam at him. "That'd be me!" She raised her hand.

"America made that," she pointed to the margaritas, "Henry brought that," she pointed at the soda, "And uhm...well. Potluck! Lots of people brought lots of things. Everyone brought an appetite." Which pleased her to no end. Sometimes people were really nervous about trying new kinds of food and she had to admit that while tacos were a popular American thing (she'd had Taco Bell all of once in her short life) they weren't really the same thing everyone was used to.

Looking around, anxiety returned from the friction of Lawrence's family, she couldn't help but smile when seeing her sister. "It's nice, right? All of us here like this, having a good time?"

"Same thought. Social and food. You know any of these people? Show me around. I'd walk around myself but feel like I'm gonna step on someone." He said, looking around.

"Oh s**t. They have koolaid here." He said, looking at the green jug.

"Yeah, most of them, to varying degrees." She grinned, shoving back the feeling of loss that came on the tail end of that statement. "And I think that's margarita mix, do you want one?" It actually didn't matter much if he did or didn't, because she did, so she gave him a pat on the arm as she momentarily excused herself.

When she came back it was with a margarita in each hand, complete with little umbrellas. Neveas offered up to the big man, but whether he took it or not she'd start talking, using her own drink to gesture towards various faces in the crowd.

"So the one that just left, short old guy with blonde hair and one hand, that's Lawrence. A.k.a. Jan. He's bad news. A real ******** creep. He's manipulative, sadistic, and I'd put money on him being a serial killer before Deus saved his a** from Wonder Park." Her lip curled in an unconscious little sneer before she took a drink, then tipped her cup towards Glenda. "Granny over there makes up the rest of our senior division. She's pretty cool though. I think she's in love with Dr. H, but he's not DTF. Her names Glenda, she was also picked up from Wonder Park."

Next she'd point her umbrella towards the younger two milling about close to where Glenda was sitting. "These two I don't know well, the girl is in Sun with his. Her name is Harper, and she's dating that guy with her. Liam, I think. He wasn't exactly conscious when I met him. He's in Mist...Moon? I dunno, but they're both from the same group that Caroline-" She swung the ckass around to wave it towards the fiery redhead in question. "The one that just booted out Skeletor, was in charge of during that whole Creation zombie thing that went down in Canada."

She looked up at him to make she he was still with her, then she'd continue on.

"The two blondes that had been with the zodiac killer are Mikael and Malkam. They're his sons, but there's some drama surrounding that, unsurprisingly." Peyton snorted in derisive amusement. "T I don't know the kid with blue hair, he's new. Seen him on twitter though, Harry? Hank?" She squinted at him, frowned, then shrugged and moved on.

Next we're the junior trainees.