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.]

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Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[super-tactile.livejournal.com]

Kon brightened as he realized this girl was right. They would be away from the people telling them what to do. No cadmus, other people his age, fine ladies, maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

"Good point! Never heard of Munchkinland though. Any fun plans for your newfound freedom?"

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"I plan on attending school," Elphaba said. "That's the whole point of being sent here."

It seemed the most important thing, after all.

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[super-tactile.livejournal.com]

He tried, but he couldn't resist crinkling his nose a little in disgust.

"Like the classes?" Kon was trying to wrap his mind around that. "What about the parties? The shenanigans? The tomfoolery?"

Re: Mingle [NS 08/28]

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"I am usually kept in the back room at parties, and the latter two have never interested me," Elphaba said. "They normally seem like things for people too lazy to work hard."