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BWI Airport, Portalocity Port, Saturday Morning

Spirit's ride to the island had been settled and Adora was trying very hard not to be nervous while she waited for the Fandom transport to arrive. Looking out the airport window, Adora realized she'd never seen so many fleets of vehicles in all her life that weren't involved in some sort of insurrection, and found herself desperately hoping her mother was right about this Earth place being safe from the Horde.

Just the thought of her family calmed Adora and she instinctively reached to touch the Sword of Protection where it was hidden by her hair and clothing, feeling that no matter where she was, she always had a way to contact the people she loved.

Now if only she knew for sure that this room marked "Fandom High" was really where she needed to be. Adora paced the large space as she waited, thinking she couldn't possibly be the only new student journeying to campus in this manner.

[OOC: There is wee ocd ~~coming~~ ready!!]

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If Sookie had been able to hear Emmett's thoughts she probably would have slapped him.

"Most of the time, yeah. Sometimes you meet the occasional..." He was going to say "dick" but Emmett remembered enough from his human days back in Tennessee that Southern girls didn't really like that kind of language. "Jerk."

But the weird thing was that she couldn't hear him. Not at all. It was like there was nothing standing right there.

"...I can't hear you," she breathed aloud in amazement, peering at him.

That might have been a bit misleading.

Edited 2009-01-03 01:44 (UTC)

Emmett raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? Usually I get accused of shouting everything. Want me to talk louder?"

She dropped all her shields, trying to hear anything. And everyone else was coming in loud and clear, but there was nothing from Emmett.

She kind of loved it.

"Oh my stars." And then she remembered herself, and quickly covered, "Oh! Um, no, no, nevermind. I can hear you, uh, vocally just fine. You're plenty loud. Don't mind me."

Considering Emmett had a brother who could read minds, it was kind of pathetic that telepathy didn't even cross his mind. He wasn't too good at putting two and two together.

"You sure?" he asked. "You look...surprised."

Emmett did a quick double-check to make sure he wasn't standing in the sun.

"I'm fine," she assured him, trying to wipe the dopey, delighted look off her face and replace her shields. She could still hear everyone else, after all, and there was some guy about thirty feet to her left who was thinking about his mistress's better assets. Nothing she needed to be picking up. "Just, um, realized something."

"Nothing bad, I hope?" he asked. The last thing he needed was freaking someone out on the first day. Jasper would never let him live it down.

"No, something wonderful," she said, smiling again. She'd never met anyone she couldn't hear. "Um, I...forgot what we were talking about."

"About how some people can be jerks," he said, smiling at her. He was getting the kind of spacey vibe that Alice gave off.

"Right. Yeah, people can be. I hope they're less so, here. I got my share of jerks back home," she said, making a face.

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