The morning of the second day, at breakfast, there's a rather eye-catching table on the English side of the cafeteria, judiciously far from the danger zones. The table contains one (1) tray of blue-grey potions, one (1) vibrant Sharpie-lettered sign, and one (1) smiling freshman named Alexius Marcus.
The sign reads:
EIDETIC MEMORY POTIONS FOR SALE OR TRADE
A handful of older students from the Jacksonville enclave are sitting not far away, taking turns keeping watch between bites and chatter.
"It's about that time. Bella, you were interested in the book ward, do you have a preferred time to talk more?"
"See you later, and stay safe." Alexius waves to the departing students. "Shannon, you're welcome to stick around if you like."
An older enclaver wanders over, managing to look simultaneously bored and intrigued. Alexius digs into his favorite breakfast combo platter, hash browns and haggling.
Shannon is going to sit quietly nearby, studying a book she got from the void last night in a way that will hopefully make it look like she's busy and doing important work rather than like she's a hanger-on.
Hmmm, no customers in the immediate vicinity, Bella seems occupied, Shannon looks like she's busy and doing important work...
Alexius finishes his hash browns, at long last.
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