BWI Portalocity Terminal [Saturday Morning]

[icallmyselfkyle.livejournal.com]

Rather than fly from Philadelphia to Baltimore, Eric's parents had given him a lift. They had offered to drive him directly to the school, but he told them he would rather meet the group at the airport and take the shuttle. That way he'd get an early glimpse at all the hot girls he was sure would be going to his new school.

So now he was relaxing in the lounge, drinking a soda and waiting. It wasn't going to college, but it would do.

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Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

There was a boy, looking somewhat perturbed and making a point to lurk around the edges of the lobby. He didn't have any bags with him, but he did seem decidedly interested in the pamphlet in his hand.

Possibly because if Jono was looking at that, it would be more difficult for people to make eye contact with the scarred goth boy with half his face covered.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[icallmyselfkyle.livejournal.com]

Eric noticed the boy lurking and decided to keep an eye on him in case he was a trouble maker.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

Oh, yes, Jono was absolutely a troublemaker. You could tell by the...

Well, by pretty much everything about the way he looked, he supposed. He glanced up from the brochure at the faint notion that somebody might be watching him.

Spotting Eric, he raised an eyebrow and gave him a look that was most definitely meant to convey, 'and can I help you?'

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[icallmyselfkyle.livejournal.com]

"You going to Fandom High?" Eric asked.

He wasn't a fighter by any means, but someone had to protect these lovely ladies.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

Jonothon was silent for a moment. And then he was silent for a moment more. And then, after seriously weighing the positives and the negatives of outing himself as a mutant to somebody who was probably homo sapien, he simply nodded and held up the brochure.

Yep. Fandom High. That was absolutely his destination.

Bugger, he missed having a mouth.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[icallmyselfkyle.livejournal.com]

Eric wasn't sure why the dude wasn't talking but at least he seemed to belong there.

"Oh, hey, are you deaf?" he asked. Because obviously if he was deaf, he would be able to answer the question. Eric wasn't the type to make that logical leap though.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

Here would be where Jonothon would have loosed a long-suffering sigh, had he the set of lungs to do so with. As it stood, he would have to make do with rolling his eyes toward the ceiling, and then shaking his head, no. Not deaf in the least. He was a bloody mute.

One finger tapped against the wrappings on his face in hopes of cementing that point as fact. He was really going to have to work on his skills at charades, if he was going to keep this up for any period of time.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[icallmyselfkyle.livejournal.com]

"You're... blind?" Eric guesses. Because, well, he just wasn't that bright.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

... Bloody Yanks.

//No,// Jono projected as he gave his head a shake. //I'm a bloody mute, you barmy plonker.//

Oh, yes. That decision to avoid using his telepathy had lasted so long. Well done, Starsmore.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

He probably really, really shouldn't, but something about this guy just made Cal want to sidle on over and poke at him a little by saying, "The pamphlets are a lie, you know."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

Okay, this time, Jono was going to manage to get through this without speaking, just wait and see.

He raised an eyebrow questioningly, looking between the long-haired boy and the pamphlet in his hand. And then he tilted his head.

See? Perfectly expressive.

... If you were a cat or something, perhaps.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Really, Cal was not surprise. You really didn't expect guys like this to talk straight off the bat. Ironically, he was a lot like that when he was a girl.

"The school," he elaborated, nodding toward the pamphlet. "If that's one of the brochures for it and it's saying the place is normal, it's a lie. They've got all kinds like that; they don't mention anything about how weird this place is."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

Oh, Jonothon figured he could tell this boy a thing or two about weird schools... If he felt at all comfortable with just out and speaking at all. Which he didn't. So he wouldn't. See Jonothon Starsmore exercising willpower.

Yeah, right.

He furrowed his eyebrows a little, glancing at the pamphlet once again. And then he shrugged and pocketed it. Well, fine, he wouldn't be needing that if it was a terrible lie, would he?

He hesitated for a moment, and then, tentatively, he spoke. One quick telepathic syllable. An //Oh?// that he figured he could pass off as the wind if need be.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

And it may as well have been the wind for how little Cal noticed it. He grinned, faintly, the other boy's quietness continuing to remind him of when he would have barely uttered so much as a word himself.

"I'm Cal," he offered, with an extended hand, "by the way."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

And that was that, then. This boy didn't shrink away, didn't think the word in his head was strange. Jono would have smiled if he could. Instead, he settled for taking Cal's hand and shaking it.

//Jonothon. It's a pleasure.//

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Actually, it was simply that Cal hadn't noticed it; but now that more than a simple syllable was being said, he did, and it cause him a moment of pause as he shook Jonothon's hand. His attention shifted a little, head tilting. He didn't have any hearing problems, but it was still pretty unusual to be hearing something to well it was like being spoken to right in your head. His eyebrows lifted.

Interesting. But it was Fandom, right? There were weirder things. Cal should know...

"So, uh, where are you from, Jonothon?"

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

Ah, the eyebrow raise. Next time, Jono would make his 'Oh' more obvious and then go from there, perhaps. But Cal wasn't throwing anti-mutant slurs at him, so this conversation wasn't a lost cause yet.

Thank goodness.

//England, originally. Massachusetts more recently. Although I think I just flew in from Ireland. It's gettin' bloody difficult to keep track.// To say the least. //Yerself?//

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[living_endless]

"What are you reading?" Didi asked, because it was something to say. She always had a soft spot for the lurky ones.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

Jono glanced up momentarily, considering the girl standing nearby. And then he offered her the pamphlet on Fandom High.

Whatever was in that was pretty much everything he knew about the school they were about to go to. The boy he'd just spoken to had said it lied, of course. It looked far too much like a normal school, or something of the sort.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[living_endless]

Didi considered it then took it, paging through. "Oh, you're going to school with me!" she said, as if that was the best thing ever. "I'm supposed to be a junior. I think. It's a funny name for a grade."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

Well, third conversation was the one that was going to make it or break it, wasn't it? He'd spoken to two people already, and neither of them had flipped out over his telepathic speech. Time to try the third.

//Especially for a class with two years left,// he offered. Warily. //I'm a junior as well, from the look of it.//

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[living_endless]

Didi frowned when she realized the voice was in her head, but that was the limit of her reaction. She certainly didn't seem offended or upset.

"Oh! Should I think back at you, or talk with my mouth?" she asked.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

... Well, that was a far more accommodating answer than he'd been expecting. Jonothon could live with that. He'd just make a point not to get used to it.

//With yer mouth, if yer please,// he replied. //I can't read thoughts, but my ears work just fine, luv. This only works one-way.//

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[living_endless]

"I can't read thoughts either," Didi reassured him, then tapped her temple. "You right now excepted."

She smiled, that settled. "So we'll be in the same grade, huh? I'm Didi."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle!

[furnaceface]

//It's a pleasure to meet yer, Didi,// Jonothon decided. She wasn't staring. She seemed okay with him talking like this. That was a pleasure unto itself, lately. //I'm Jonothon. Me mates call me Jono.//

That was... more or less an invitation to call him Jono as well, yes.