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fandomhigh2010-05-07 09:31 pm
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BWI Airport, Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning
So everyone else had, like, dramatic backstories and reasons to show up here and stuff. Which was fine, you know, if you were emotionally in the zone enough to go to those kinda lengths. Denise had just been, you know, chilling with her dad last night watching some hockey guys really pound in on each other - no, seriously, really get into it. One of them broke a rib or something, which was kinda cool.
Then she'd been dropped off at the airport, gotten a ticket stuffed into her hands, and that was that. No reason to get all dramatic and touchy-feely about it.
And now it was Saturday morning and she was on the airport. Sitting around. Chugging water and listening to her discman while watching the kids down the hall, trying to figure out how they were gonna croak. Sure, there was some kind of shuttle supposed to show up, but it wasn't there yet. A girl had to keep herself busy.
She figured the dweebs starting to mill around the terminal were probably classmates or something. Lame.
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Then she'd been dropped off at the airport, gotten a ticket stuffed into her hands, and that was that. No reason to get all dramatic and touchy-feely about it.
And now it was Saturday morning and she was on the airport. Sitting around. Chugging water and listening to her discman while watching the kids down the hall, trying to figure out how they were gonna croak. Sure, there was some kind of shuttle supposed to show up, but it wasn't there yet. A girl had to keep herself busy.
She figured the dweebs starting to mill around the terminal were probably classmates or something. Lame.
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There was also the fear that she'd be outed as an impostor within seconds of opening her mouth, and then where would she be?
So she was keeping her mouth determinedly shut as she rolled her bags over to the shuttle area, and discreetly watching her fellow passengers for cues.
Or just looking confused and anxious. That worked too.
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And wasn't that thrilling? Rosalind didn't think so.
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"A while yet," she answered, folding her hands neatly in her lap. "Our escorts haven't arrived yet."
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In another universe. This was why she had a headache. Never mind the waking from a coma two days ago.
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Not to Tseng.
"I'm Rosalind." The 'nice to meet you' came along with a faint smile.
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This one being attending high school.
"Would you rather be called Scully in that case?"
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"In the hospital," she admitted. "I was only released yesterday. This is--a pretty big change."
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To distract herself, she did a quick visual check of Rosalind, who seemed well, and asked, "You're feeling okay now? Traveling can be stressful." More dryly, she added, "Especially with the wrong travel agents."
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"No," Scully said, since her cover-persona hadn't. "I'm a navy brat." She sat down and looked around their group, then back to Tim. "Have you? I'm not quite sure what to expect."
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...she really had to work on her small talk.
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Um?
"...There were some legal difficulties. It's complicated," Scully said vaguely, scrambling for a reason to be here and realizing that while she and Mulder had come up with a fairly plausible backstory for herself, they'd left the answer to this simple question out. "I'm glad to hear it has high education standards, though."
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