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Sam smirked more and shook his head, ”Safe bet.” agreeing. It’s true most of the staff new his habits and the students. It didn’t help he was a decade younger hitting on every woman in the mansion now. If he ever did reage he was sure his older self would want to kick his ***.

Sam sat down and accepted the glass blowing on his causing some frost to form. He mearly tapped Cora’s glass with his finger.”You’re a cynic.” Sam said calling her what she told him to paint her he made a brushing motion towards her. ”You also said ‘can’. Meaning you still got hope.” Sam said with a smirk.

”Thank you.” he said as she poured some whiskey into her glass after she took a pull of it. Taking the bottle he poured a bit and sniffed the whiskey for a second and then raised his now filled glass to her. ”Not saying you’re wrong about it all nor do I want you to hog that bottle, smells great by the way.” Sam said remembering his older self but quickly blocked that out.

”I’m just saying not everyone is always shitty right?” he shrugged, ”aaaand some times there are people with threads that just stick to the person around their arm right?” he asked curiously he had seen some of these relationships and heard about a few more from his older self. Apparently Raina and Luke were a prime example of this and from what he had seen recently Becca and Mirror, not like he’d tell them that.

”He has his own beer.” Sam said getting distracted and turning to Bruno’s bag and pulling a collapsible water dish and a bottle of ‘Dog Brew: for dogs’ it was a dog friendly non-alcoholic beverage that seemed to have been used as a treat before. Taking a sip of his drink then setting it down he cracked the drink for Bruno and pored it. The dog sat between them a foot or so back.

”This the spot?” he asked looking out over the woods onto the horizon that was starting to tint orange. ”If so spot on. Gonna have a hard time finding a better place for our next drink.” Sam said sipping his glass again. ”Great stuff too.”

Hearing that someone else liked his older version didn’t help but he made sure not to talk bad about his older self around Paige. So far she wasn’t as bad as Serena or Mirror but he’d have to be careful from now on. Otherwise he’d get another reminder Sam wasn’t him and that just gave him a headache.

”Ships sailed often make it back to port. Or sink.” Sam said thinking about it. ”You haven’t sunk, why not try again? I mean I am a team leader.” Sam said lying, he was on sabbatical. ”Think you got a shot.”

Saph was here again. Most of the beer was gone from the fridge there was only a handful left. Either that or Juniper snuck in and grabbed a few. Two beers exited the fridge both of which popped before finding their respective places on the counter. Sam took a swig of his. ”At least older Sam was smart enough not to get a minor drunk while he was a teacher.” Sam laughed and then raised the bottle in a cheers.

”****” Sam said snapping his fingers and running to where the juke box was, there was a vinyl collection he knew why the woman was so familiar now. He didn’t recognize it at first because her ‘stage’ name threw him off. ”I knew you looked familiar when I saw you.” he hefted one of her records and walked back over to her and the countertop with his beer. ”I’ve seen like a dozen of these in the mansion.” he said smirking.

”Kind of. When I woke up I was here. Never been here. Everyone else knew me of heard of me. Lot of people keep comparing me to my older self. I’m a lot of things but I will never become that guy!” Sam said firmly, old Sam was a quitter. That wasn’t who he was.

The icemancer noticed the hand under the eye while they walked together. He didn’t comment on it nor did he feel like he should. Paige was still kind of a stranger he’d be thankful if strangers didn’t point out when he was feeling down. So instead he tried to encourage, ”Seemed to work? I mean you are back right?” Sam asked rhetorically because she was next to him. ”Also no thanks needed. I might not be him but he did seem to have a good judge of character.” Sam said before quickly adding, ”I will never admit that.”

”Bummer about your other guitar.” Sam said as they approached his older versions office that was just storage for paperwork apparently. According to Becca he was on sabbatical so the paper work wasn’t his issue. He looked at his desk that was buried and he shook his head before pulling the book that opened up the secret door. ”I’m glad it is getting some use! I don’t know how to play that well.”

After doing some research he learned how to open the door from this entrance, which was good because Juniper wasn’t always around to phase him in. Once the bookcase opened Sam pressed the entrance while blasting his mutation to the right temperature. The door whooshed open and all the lights kicked on in the man cave.

”Welcome back, I’d say make yourself at home but I’m pretty sure the homeless guy got in and drank all the beer again.” Sam said walking to the fridge. ”Want one?” Sam asked as he opened the door and grabbed one.

Sam didn’t know what was worse his patronizing ‘you can do it attitude’ or the fact that he was going easy on the icemancer. He kept his mouth shut till after the guy made the second shot. One that Sam could easily especially off the backboard, it was just hitting a target. Something he could do with pretty much anything.

Jumping and shooting Sam made the shot then looked back to Xavier and then debated returning the ball and just challenging him for a one on one. His ego could take another loss if it meant he didn’t win the game properly. He didn’t do handouts and that was exactly what seemed to be going on.

Keeping his mouth shut and looking more irritated than anything Sam bounced the ball back and forth till he found the location he wanted to toss the ball to. ”Bounce the ball catch midair and shoot.” Sam was at the top of the key bounced the ball high enough in the air and forward so he could run for it. Catching the ball midair and making the shot he swished it.

Satisfied with his shot he grabbed the ball and bounced it to Xavier. He just hoped when Xavier did make the shot he wasn’t going to just hand the ball back over to Sam. Not how he liked to play.

The young icemancer laughed at her story and decided he was going to start using the word allegedly as well. It does sound like something he’d do. She must have been too young for him to hit on. That or he wasn’t interested. Maybe that was one of the times he had a girl friend that didn’t try to kill him or maybe she just needed a friend. He did that from time to time. ”Both of those sound like me, er old me?” Sam said still confused by the situation.

”Guess I have, haven’t I.” he agreed and thought about it. Other than ‘not supposed to fly the jet’ rule it wasn’t too bad. He had a roof over his head a dog and a cat and a handful of women down a hallway. He guessed he was doing pretty well.

Sam recognized the look on her face and started to figure she was in the same boat as him. She had five years from the mansion, given with how many times a day the place caught fire he figured there were some changes. ”I still have the man cave.” Sam said turning back around the way they came towards where his older self had hidden the man cave.

”You can tell me about the guitar.” Sam said he couldn’t and wouldn’t take his older self’s place but if she needed a friend or someone to talk to he was willing. Sometimes people just need a ear. Bartending 101.

The icemancer laughed, ”Not the first time I heard that I’m sure.” Sam said deflecting the jab to his older self. Bruno did what he normally did when meeting a new friend and graced Cora with a palm lick followed up by dancing around her enjoying being out on a trail. ”But you think I’m cute though?” Sam asked grinning mocking a shocked face.

Sam laughed again, ”Ha ha.” Bruno nudged his hand then ran towards Cora and then back to Sam sniffing anything that seemed interesting. ”Who do you think trained him?” he smirked. It was older Sam but Cora didn’t need to know that.

”Drive was good, Bruno wasn’t feeling the bike.” Sam laughed knowing full well he wouldn’t sit still for one of those cabs you can attach to the bike. No Bruno had a short attention span and a need to move just like Sam. ”Ohh you hear that bud? A drink and a romantic sunset setting.” Sam smirked, ”Didn’t take you for a romantic.” Sam said following Cora. Bruno let out a loud bark when he heard ‘bud’.

”What about you how was the ride?” he asked having a feeling the answer would be cold due to the weather and the snow on the ground.

Sam smirked as he righted the plane and kicked in the coordinates to the GPS and engaged the autopilot once they hit the ocean. ”You got to give them a bit more credit.” Sam said shaking his head, ”They know me. They know you.” Sam said. ”I bet I got a dozen messages now by Maya/Gawain all thy need to do is a roster check. If you can suddenly fly and know where the jet is?” Sam shrugged. ”Not a big deal but. Kinda is ya know?”

Once the autopilot was engaged he stood and cracked his neck. ”That is wicked though, I remember when Maya was so nice and polite.” he laughed, ”Real shame she suddenly got into explosives.” he walked into the aisle and started to stretch. Something he did when he was nervous or anxious.

”Memorize the layouts, you get a earpiece and you get to direct me through a maze. And. Even more important we both get home to the mansion safely.” Sam said smirking as he touched his toes then stood when he heard her.

”Never apologize for being awestruck Little V.” Sam said as he pointed on the horizon slightly of course. ”Sticking to the ocean, heading towards New Zealand, if we went that way we’d hit the U.K. when the sun dims I’ll show you how to get a heading using the stars.” Sam said stepping back and resuming his stretching ”I still get hit with the awe on occasion.”