BWI Airport | Portalocity Lounge | Saturday Morning | August 28

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

In most instances, no one would bat an eye at seeing a boy and his dog. In this instance, some people might actually run away screaming at the sight of this boy and this dog. Percy Jackson didn’t look all that intimidating on his own. He was average height, dark haired and carried a ball point pen in the pocket of his jeans.

Of course, the huge hellhound sitting behind Percy might have turned a few heads if not for the Mist. Thankfully, most mortals didn’t see Mrs. O’ Leary, Percy’s inherited hellhound sitting lazily in the BWI airport lounge (how the hellhound had fit, Percy didn’t know).

Percy himself didn’t look as relaxed as his dog. His eyes were jumping left to right, almost as if he expected something to attack him or for Luke to emerge from the crowd with that more smirk than smile look on his face.

This was about the fourteenth school Percy had been to since age twelve. He didn’t expect it to last. He wanted to be at Camp Half Blood. Instead, he was waiting in an airport lounge for a shuttle to cart him and his hellhound to a place called Fandom.

Percy frowned. He didn’t think this day could get worse.

[Open shuttle bus! Mrs. O’ Leary is a big ole hellhound that most mortals probably would not see because of something called the Mist. If you’re not exactly all the way mortal, you’d see her though. She’s not going to attack anyone, I promise.]

Comments

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[super-tactile.livejournal.com]

Well Cadmus wanted him to socialize, he could do that.

"I'm Kon. Are you new here too?"

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

"Kon," William echoed. "Short for Connor?" he hazarded, since 'Kon' by itself wasn't a name he was familiar with.

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[super-tactile.livejournal.com]

He shook his head in response. "Nope, just Kon. Kon-El if you want the whole name, but the El is a family name."

Even though he wasn't exactly part of the family, but oh well.

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

"I see," William filed that bit of information away. "William Murdoch. Do you know how they get the lights to do that?" By 'that' he mostly meant 'shine', since electric lighting in 1878 wasn't nearly as powerful.

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[super-tactile.livejournal.com]

Kon turned his head to see if the lights were doing anything interesting, then looked back confused.

"You mean the being on thing? Um, electricity. You know about electricity, right?"

Maybe this guy was a clone too, but they didn't get all the information in right?

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

"I am familiar with the basic science, yes," William confirmed. "However, I can't say I've ever encountered lights that were quite so, well. Bright."

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[super-tactile.livejournal.com]

He looked back at the lights again. Nope, still normal looking lights.

"You must be from one of those not very bust towns or something," Kon guessed, although even then he'd think lights wouldn't be that weird. "Don't worry, man. I can help you out with all the shiny new things."

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

"Montreal is fairly metropolitan," William countered with a frown. "...Or so I thought."

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[super-tactile.livejournal.com]

Actually yeah it was. Maybe this guy just didn't get out much?

"Unless there's another Montreal I don't know about," He frowned a bit in confusion and then shrugged. It wasn't as if he had too much experience with people. Maybe this guy was just a bit weird.

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

Well, William's Montreal was also the Montreal of 130 years ago, so. Though to be entirely fair he was a bit weird even with that taken in to consideration. "Just the one in Quebec, as far a I am aware."