Super Supportive

SIXTY-EIGHT: The Warren

Alden enjoyed a week of peace and anonymity before he chose to bite the bullet and attend a Meet the New Residents event.

The neighbors were getting interested in him. Natalie Choir was worried hed been left out because an apartment full of new Rabbit boys was being filled on the floor below. Her roommates had been hinting that they wanted access to the coffee machine. And the guys in 912 had invited him over to hang out with them tomorrow and watch our rock garden do something, which they promised would be worth it.

Frankly he was so curious about that one that there was no way he was going to miss out.

He was sure it was only a matter of time before his story went viral through intake. Lying sleepless in bed the night before the meet and greet, hed decided it would be better to pick the moment himself, so he could take control of the narrative before it came out as a gossip-generated mutant that was even worse than the real thing.

This is for the bestand what can a rock garden even do? he thought as he entered the crowded lecture room where the event was being held. It was decorated with neon-colored paper chains, and there was a table with drinks.

It was an optional event and purely social, so pretty much everyone whod come was in friend-making mode. He grabbed a plastic cup full of pineapple punch and a seat. There was a counselor from the Brute tower chilling in a corner, but other than standing and letting everyone know that it was time for newcomers to start going up to the lectern at the front of the room, he didnt have much to do.

Alden listened to a dozen different people talk about themselves. A D-rank Life Shaper focused on her hobbies. An A-rank Adjuster told everyone that he was planning to specialize in fire spells and attend a hero program at Li Jean Academy starting in a few weeks.

There was lots of clapping and cheering. Everyone was thrilled to share the story of how they became an Avowed. It started to get really relaxed, and of course people were showing off their new powers.

All right, Alden thought, standing up during a slight lull. Get the job done. Dont completely ruin the tone. How hard can it be?

He walked up to the lectern with his drink and took in the hundred or so people in the room. Faces around his own age from every corner of the globe looked back at him. The fact that he now lived in a place with people from all over the planet was astounding, and he still hadnt gotten used to it.

Hi, he said, Im Alden. Im a B-rank Rabbit. I got selected back in February.

A few of them looked confused, probably because that was too far back for him not to be at least a minor criminal.

I actually got summoned for the first time right after Id finalized my talent selection

Several people clapped. A Brute shouted encouragements. Alden had known that they would be excited. It was considered cool to already have a summoning under your belt before you even hit the island.

He tried not to feel awkward. He tried not to be awkward.

Yeah, he said, taking a sip from his drink. Thanks. It was a good first job. Lab assistant work. Ten days. At this really swanky wizard school. I made some money. I made friends with a griveck.

Everyone laughed.

No I really did. Shes great. I called her last night, and she was so excited. She said shed kill something in my honor.

They laughed again.

Well, I guess its hard to understand if you werent there. Alden had even toned it down for them. Sophie had actually been in the process of stalking her dinner when she answered his call, which was the most expensive one hed ever made. Apparently Earth to Sreeeakk was extreme magical long distance.

Shed said she would chase her prey more slowly to prolong its death and celebrate his return to life.

Anyway, I got an additional quest while I was there

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Alden smiled.

And there was an accident when I teleported to Moon Thegund. Its in the Artona I system. It hasnot much on it. I got stuck there for a while. More than half a year. Because the System broke due to a minor chaos incident.

People were still grinning, but in an uncomfortable way now. Like they werent sure if he was being serious or not.

Mentioning the demons would be too high drama, right? Alden thought it would be. He was trying to keep the story true-ish but not so detailed or grim that everyone would be desperate to hear more about it. It was hard.

The Brute intake counselor was giving him a super concerned look and air typing, which made Alden think he might be texting Neha to ask what the new Rabbit boys deal was.

Since the System was broken, I couldnt teleport back home. So I lived in a vault in an abandoned laboratory to protect myself from the corruption. I spent most of my time studying Artonan. I speak it now. Pretty well. And I thought it would be interesting to prove it by finishing my introduction in that language.

This was a completely spur of the moment decision. Because everyone else had been finishing by showing off their powers in some way.

And Alden would rather be filleted with a spoon.

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Alden blinked. He had his translator set to show him what the English-speakers in the room were seeing when he talked to make sure it wasnt coming out wrong. He hadnt expected the System to translate the word hed used for moon so literally.

Trials and Discoveries of The Goodchild Klee-pak with an Artonan friend, and I nurtured the fruit of the ground in a greenhouse.>>

What the hell, Earth System? thought Alden, staring at the translation. Are you playing with me right now?

Yes. That was technically what he was saying. But that wasnt what it sounded like in Artonan. It was somehow coming across as both stiff and kooky, but it was really everyday talk. The Artonans could lay bothof their feet on the gas of the poetic formal when they wanted to. This was not it.

He started deliberately dodging the words he thought would come out the worst, and went on.

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That one was probably my bad. There were a lot of synonyms for preservation. It was hard to pick the right one.

> he clarified. Uhwell, I guess Im not quite as good as I think, since I cant make the words come out right. Its just a preservation skill. It freezes objects I hold, and it keeps them safe.

He took another sip from his drink.

I would rather not show it off. I had to use it a lot on Moon Thegund, and Im kind of taking it easy on things that remind me of that place. Therapists orders.

It wasnt. But it sounded like something she might have wanted him to do. And what else was he supposed to say? The second best idea hed come up with was telling them all that he was abstaining from power usage right now because hed missed his chance to do it during Lent.

Got all the hard parts out. Time to prove I am totally normal by finishing with something less serious.

I think I might be really good at pinball. My apartment has a machine in it. Feel free to text if you want to come use it some time.

Done.

Nobody was clapping like they had for everyone else. Which seemed unfair really. Alden had spoken a foreign language. And revealed work experience. And friendships with multiple species. He felt he deserved at least a small round of applause.

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Alden got lots more attention than he wanted after that. But not so much that it was impossible to deal with. He attended events occasionally and acted as boring as he could when people peppered him with questions.

There were a lot of other interesting Avowed in the dorms. For example, S-ranks tended to attract stares just by being around. And one of the Brutes whod come in recently was a famous child actor.

Alden hoped his story would fade into the background given a little more time.

Being a human around other humans again wasnt as hard as hed feared it would be. And it definitely wasnt bad. But it made him aware, on a daily basis, of the fact that he was different from who he had been in subtle ways.

He was more easily annoyed nowsnappish by his own standards even if he didnt think hed hurt anyones feelings badly yet. It could just have been his lack of sleep and constant discomfort taking a toll, but he was working on reining it in anyway.

Hed always considered himself fairly easy-going, and hed liked that about himself. He wanted it back.

Other changes didnt trouble him as much; they just left him confused. Crowds were different now. The noise bothered him. People bumping into him didnt at all. It was the reverse of his previous feelings, and he didnt understand what psychological processes could have made it happen.

He cared a little less what people thought of him. He cared a lot more about his own physical comfort.

The last fact amused him to no end once he realized it was an actual phenomenon he was experiencing.

Alden was now someone who actively appreciated cozy sweaters and perfect temperatures and pleasant smells. It wasnt like hed completely ignored those things in the past, but hed definitely never been a person who could just sit around enjoying the fact that he had on a warm pair of socks.

It wasnt even some emotional, grateful-to-be-alive thing as far as he could tell. It was just that the nice socks really felt nicer than they had before. And cinnamon smelled better. And colors looked more striking.

He didnt know what to blame for it. Maybe his long stretch of deprivation and discomfort had sensitized him? Maybe Rrorros healing sessions had done something to him? Maybe it was because physical pleasure was now always contrasted with metaphysical pain?

Whatever it was, it was fun. He could make himself noticeably happier by digging his toes into a plush rug. And so far he hadnt gotten tired of it.

He was also more introverted than hed been previously. Hed never been the life of the party, or wanted to be, but he was quiet enough in groups now that people had begun to mistake it for actual shyness.

Which was working out surprisingly well for him in this setting.

Alden lived in the part of the dorms affectionately called The Warren, surrounded by Rabbits. And a lot of Rabbits were empathizers. They liked their Appeal points, they took extras, and plenty of them hadnt denied the System permission to include the personality alterations. They almost all wanted to be friendly, cute, and social.

Being the shy one on Team Rabbit was triggering a lot of outreach and inclusion efforts from people who were unnaturally good at reaching out and including.

He got a haircut from the girl downstairs. It was shorter and more evena definite improvementbut it still looked more tousled than hed expected. She informed him that since he wasnt going to be getting summoned for a long while, it was magically designed to maximize his features according to average human tastes. She could choose between making her clients appealing to humanity or the Artonans. He was supposed to return for a trim every two weeks if he wanted to stay perfected.

One of the hair stylists roommates did makeup and had tried to interest Alden in under-eye concealer, but hed refused. The hair was enough. Hed just wear his new insomnia-chic look with pride.

Meanwhile, the guys in 912 kept finding new excuses to invite him over even though the rock garden was in its dormant cycle. The garden was actually a see-through table, full of what appeared to be colorful rocks in a bed of sand. They were in fact alien lifeforms that were popular decorative elements on the Triplanets. Every few days they woke up, sprouted legs, and sort of gently did battle with each other for desirable new positions in their habitat.

Lots of Rabbits came when it was wake-up day and ate takeout and placed argold bets on which of the rock creatures would come out on top.

Having money to blow, even if it was just the standard stipend for most of them, was novel for many kids in the dorms. And Rabbits liked money a little extra anyway. It was supposed to be one of their class benefits, after all. Gambling was popular.

What Alden had lost betting on a sleepy blue rock, he made back by defeating people at pinball. Except for his new nemesisa C-rank speedster girl from the Brute tower who was on a mission to crush all the non-high ranks in intake at their favorite games with her stupidly fast reflexes.

She kept beating him. But he was gaining ground.

She was very confused about it.

Most people didnt have their hands specifically overclocked unless they were something like a Meister who played musical instruments. Alden hadnt told her that his were enhanced.

If all of that wasnt enough to keep him busy, the girls across the hall seemed to have adopted him as an honorary roommate. It was a rare honor since Natalies friends expended a lot of energy keeping people away from their overly appealing, S-rank kitchen goddess. He wasnt sure if they were protecting her or monopolizing her services, but she seemed happy. And they brought breakfast over every morning in exchange for coffee access, so he wasnt going to complain.

Even with his new fascination with tastes and smells, he hadnt quite gotten to the point where he started weeping over freshly made beignets. But he could see it coming when Natalie leveled up a bit more. She was seriously focused on leveling already. She wanted to max out Cook of the Moment and add on some sub skills that would help her tailor her meals to be perfectly nutritious for her clients. One day, she was going to be the universes best personal chef.

You know youre building yourself into someone who will basically always be working for the Artonans, right? Alden asked on the fifth morning after his self-intro speech. He was making everyones coffee order while one of Natalies roommates rearranged the furniture in the living areaTailor Environment was as popular as ever among the C-ranksand Natalie herself scooped porridge into bowls and started adding toppings.

I know, Natalie said cheerfully. Its going to be so exciting to see other planets!

An F-rank girl named Emilija was leaning on the counter waiting for Alden to finish his first-ever attempt at latte art. She glanced between the two of them. >

No, its

Natalie gasped in horror. That was so inconsiderate of me. Oh my god. I didnt even think.

The other two roommates were listening curiously.

Its really fine, said Alden, watching a barista pour frothed milk through his interface and trying to mimic the motions. Seeing other planets is exciting. I dont have a phobia about leaving Earth again or anything.

He didnt think he did anyway. He would definitely feel differently if someone summoned him to Moon Thegund, but everywhere else would probably be okay. Once hed had enough time off.

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Alden felt himself freeze. It hadnt occurred to him that his story might have upset people in that way. But of course it had. Especially the Rabbits. Some of them were already being summoned occasionally. Even more of them would be before their first few months as an Avowed were over.

He looked around at the four girls. Have none of you been summoned yet? Not even you, Natalie?

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S-ranks are more expensive, and people who can afford a Cook of the Moment for special occasions actually want one with experience, said Natalie. Because Ill get a lot better at it once I master ingredients. But thats really hard, since I dont even know what the ingredients on the Triplanets are. After I have a few more months of practice here on Earth, Ill turn on a special option called volunteer. Itll get me half-priced job offers from people who wouldnt normally be able to hire an S, so I can start building my social reputation and figuring out how the kitchens work over there.

I didnt realize there was so much to it, said Alden. But my skill isnt artsy. It was pretty useful right out of the box, so it makes sense that there would be a difference.

> the girl with Tailor Environment said while she carefully pinched the corners of a throw pillow into sharp points. see an Artonan in person. He or she just called and asked me to get it done before they came into work.>>

She looked embarrassed. >

No, its normal, said Alden, sliding Emilija the latte. It didnt look half bad in his opinion. They dont have any sex-specific names, hair styles, or clothes. I can almost always tell with adults, but with kids Im completely clueless. They dont care if an alien gets it wrong, though. Most of the time they dont even bother to correct you.

> Emilija asked.

Alden considered the question. Were they nice to you?

He tried to remember how hed felt that first daywhat hed expected and feared versus what hed actually experienced.

Apparently he pondered for a little too long, because all the girls got really quiet.

Sorry, he said, I met a lot of Artonans during my main job at the college helping with the entrance exams. Not the one that went wrong. So I was taking a minute to think it all through and give you a real answer. Theyre just people. Some of them are terrible. Some of them are great. Most are somewhere in between. The difficult thing is

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Its the power dynamic, he said finally. I was freaked out by it for the first few days. You cansay no to things. Even things that arent covered by all the specifics in the human morality rules. From what Ive seen, most Artonans arent lunatics who are going to force you to do some unimportant errand if you make it clear that you have a real problem with it. But it is an alien culture and they're in chargeit was stressful to know that seriously refusing to do something was going to be way harder and more complicated than it would be in most situations on Earth.

Did you have to refuse an assignment? Natalie asked, sounding appalled.

He looked over at her. She was holding the serving spoon in the air and letting the porridge shed made drip on the floor.

I should clarify that my skill is unusual for a Rabbit, he said. Its good for medical emergencies. And carrying things that are on the verge of exploding.

bombs?>>

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Potentially. So Im more likely to have assignments where refusing is something I would want to do more and be able to do less. Or not at all. Because, you know, emergency stuff. I might just be oversensitive to it. And I did have to refuse one. I had to call a wizard to bail me out when some of the students asked me to do something that was basically impossible.

What was it?

Mmmits a secret, said Alden. Because they were stupid, and they embarrassed themselves. And they have really important families.

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No, he said. Im just not interested in pissing off potential future summoners.

He briefly considered telling them he did have a contract tattoo for another reason but decided against it. Rabbits mostly seemed to fall into the camp of Avowed who thought they were cool, but some people were weird about them.

Okay, Natalie said ten minutes later while they were all polishing off their insanely delicious breakfast. So, the most important questionAlden, they gave you a lot of money right?

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I dont mean I want you to tell me what your pay was, Natalie said quickly. I mean you got enough to go ahead and do it in October, right? The Spree?

thats the shopping thing, isnt it?

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Alden raised his eyebrows at Emilija.

fixes chipped paint. I know its not special. I know Im not a real Avowed. But the other classes dont have to laugh in my face when I tell them about it.>>

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I havent been summoned yet, Natalie said. But Ive been selling meals to lots of people, and Ive made enough that I should be able to do it in a few weeks. You could participate, too, right?

Itslike a horrible rich person conspicuous consumption thing? Alden said doubtfully.

Yes, said Natalie.

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Stylish conspicuous consumption.>>

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How much do I have to spend to do it?

Its a five thousand argold minimum to officially be part of the Spree, said Natalie.

Ill think about it. It doesnt really sound like me.

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Im buying a new wardrobe and changing my clothes every hour, said Natalie. I wanted kitchen equipment, but its not conspicuous enough. I cant carry around a two thousand dollar mixer all day without looking like a crazy person.

They were all staring at him expectantly.

I guess if I could think of something practical?

Ill think about it, he said noncommittally.

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