BWI Airport, Portalocity Port, Saturday Morning

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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!!]

Comments

Re: Waiting for the Shuttle

[iamnotallgirl]

"Democracy."

Re: Waiting for the Shuttle

[lovemykilt]

Priestly rolled his eyes. "First off, the US? Is really not the democracy they want you to think it is. Second, 'polite society' has nothing to do with setting up governments, just with enforcing petty rules that don't mean anything to anyone -- like guys not wearing eye liner."

Re: Waiting for the Shuttle

[iamnotallgirl]

"It also has to do with little social niceties like people not asking nosy questions about my condition," Jill said shortly, and then her mouth snapped shut like she couldn't believe she'd said that.

Re: Waiting for the Shuttle

[lovemykilt]

Priestly frowned at that. She didn't look sick or anything . . . but he obviously couldn't ask, since she just got all snappish about people being nosy about it.

"Okay, and what the hell does that have to do with a guy wanting to wear pants?"