BWI Airport, Portalocity Port, Saturday Morning

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Timing had worked in Bruce's favor this morning. After a long overnight flight from Japan, he was really early for the shuttle to Fandom. That was according to plan. This way he'd get to see how people came into the room marked "Fandom High," whether they were nervous, or excited, or annoyed at the very thought of having to go to school.

Those first impressions didn't necessarily mean anything, but Bruce felt they often gave a good insight into how his new classmates would react in a stressful situation. You never knew when that kind of thing might come in handy.

[OOC: OCD is coming up!]

Comments

Re: Waiting for the Shuttle

[notmyownage]

"Well, then, I promise not to get too mad at you for cutting into my experiment time."

Re: Waiting for the Shuttle

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Although if you ever need an assistant, I'm willing to help with the experiment time," Bruce said. "It sounds like there's a lot I could learn from you."

Re: Waiting for the Shuttle

[notmyownage]

"I'll let you know. Maybe we can do a skills swap, or something."

Re: Waiting for the Shuttle

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"I have plenty I can teach. I've had a lot of hobbies," Bruce said. Most of them weren't things he was likely to teach, of course. They involved ways to knock people out by hitting them really hard.

Re: Waiting for the Shuttle

[notmyownage]

Claudia . . . wouldn't be entirely adverse to learning such skills. Though she might not be very good at them. "Well, then, it's a deal. Pleasure doing business, Bruce."