fandomhigh | BWI Airport, Portalocity Port, Saturday Morning

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BWI Airport, Portalocity Port, Saturday Morning

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!]

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Before the driver arrives!

Once the driver pings in!

The very existence of this thread marks the first of many times that Bruce will have kept the world from ending.

A tall black teenager dressed in rather worn out jeans and a hoodie stepped into the room carrying an overstuffed duffel bag and nothing else.

From the looks of him you wouldn't have expected that he had just stepped off a private jet owned by a prestigious law firm.

Gunn scanned the room and gave a curt nod before settling down in a corner of the room to check out any other students who might be arriving.

Fraser was not the one driving. Fraser was the one assisting because no one wanted him to drive. It'd be a terrible thing. Nevertheless, Fraser was standing ramrod straight, smiling widely at the new students.

Figuring he might as well start his socializing right away, Bruce greeting Gunn. "Good morning," he said, settling into a friendly tone. "Since you're here, I'm guessing you're another new Fandom High kid?"

A boy with floppy red hair, tall and muscular across the shoulders, but looking like he'd been ill or something fairly recently, entered the room. He had a duffel bag and beat-up, secondhand suitcase he dragged along like they were no big deal and a custom-made bag for archery equipment he treated like it contained precious cargo. Roy scanned the room, wondered why that one kid looked kinda familiar, and found himself a seat to wait for the shuttle in.

"Yeah that would be a keen observation," Gunn noted as he sized Bruce up. "I'm Gunn. You the welcoming committee?"

"Maybe the de facto one since I was here first," Bruce said. "Bruce Wayne."

Her aunts had sent most of Leia's belongings ahead, or there probably wouldn't have been room enough on the shuttle for all of it. Not that she wanted to bring that much with her, but her father's sisters never took no for an answer. Especially when it came to hair. As soon as she got to the school, these braids were going down.

For now, she waited for the shuttle to take her to Fandom.

Bruce made note of much of that narrative before putting on a smile and approaching Roy. "Another Fandom kid?" he asked. "Nice to meet you."

Between the hair, the clothes, and you know, being the first girl in the room, Bruce was intrigued when Leia walked in. "Welcome to the waiting party," he said. "You're one of the fashionably early people."

Leia glanced about at the other people who were in the room, then favored the boy with a smile. "Everyone here is going to Fandom as well?" she said.

Slightly bent under the weight of the battered duffel bag she had over her shoulder, Dru pushed open the door to the room and made her way to a seat that gave her a view of door. She could hear her dad's voice in her head, "Never put your back to the door, girl. Always know who's coming and who's going. It'll keep you alive."

Dru dropped the duffel, took a seat and looked casually around at the room's other occupants.

Edited 2010-01-01 21:56 (UTC)

Roy gave him a polite grin and held out one hand to shake. If the bag hadn't given the game away his rather distinctive calluses just might. "Sure am. Roy Harper; nice to meet you, too." He hoped.

"So far," Bruce noted. "We could draw lost people eventually, though."

"Glad to meet you Brucie," Gunn replied showing a little too much familiarity. "So. You new to this private school thing? I was expecting sports jackets with large patches on the front as soon as I walked in here."

And Deadpool was driving. But he wasn't smiling, oh no. He was singing instead.

"Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na--Oh, I shouldn't end that or we might get sued..."

"Bruce Wayne," Bruce said, shaking the hand. "What kind of equipment is that you're carrying?"

He had a good guess, especially with the hand shake, but it was probably better to engage in small talk instead of just trying to deduce things. It made him seem 'more social.'

Well, the clothes and hair were kind of different, but, "Hi, there," Roy said, dredging up a flirtatious look despite the fact that it was Way Too Damn Early. "Going to Fandom High?"

To bad he couldn't save his parents... OH SNAP!

"Hey," Roy said to the newest girl. He didn't give any outward sign of noting her scouting-type behavior, but notice he did. "Let me guess, another new kid?"

"Are you a new student as well?" Leia asked. "Or returning from a trip?"

"Excuse me? Sorry to intrude, but are you going to want a hand with your bag when the bus comes?" Bruce asked. "I couldn't help but notice that it seemed a little heavy."

What could he say? He liked to be helpful.

Dude, he was eight.

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