BWI Portalocity Lounge [Sunday morning]

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

While Ramona had seen a lot of things, and traveling by portal hadn't really freaked her out or anything, she still wasn't really feeling great about being here. Maybe making an impulse decision to go to Maryland (of all places) hadn't been her best move.

In any case, though, she was here now, and there wasn't really a reason for her to turn back without giving it at least a day or so. So she lounged against the wall under the sign for Fandom High in the lounge, her bags by her feet as she waited for the shuttle.

[OCD coming up shortly! OCD IS UP WHEEE NEWBIES.]

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Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

Stephanie's briefing about Fandom High had been as thorough as you might expect a briefing from Batman would be (except for the part where certain key bits of information had eluded his sources somehow), so the portal travel wasn't a surprise. Still weird, but not a surprise.

At least Bruce had supplied her with new -- but not overtly expensive-looking -- luggage for the trip; apparently her beat-up old gym bags wouldn't do.

She was slouched against the wall, looking over the schedule of classes Bruce had signed her up for; she still wasn't thrilled about this whole situation, not being able to keep an eye on Gotham herself, but . . . well. This stuff could be useful.

This might not be so bad after all -- she could give it a shot.

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Tony gave her a friendly smile, nodding in her direction. Another new person who might not talk about talking, learning beds.

Seriously, what the hell was that all about?

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

. . . talking beds. Yeah, Steph's world was special, but not that way.

"Hi," she answered, smiling back; not her most genuine, but she was trying. "New Fandom High kid too?"

So much for boarding school being the exclusive province of the upper crust?

Famous last mental-voice words.

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Hey now. Tony was technically a billionaire or something.

"Yeah," he admitted, scooting closer for an actual conversation to not be shouted. "I'm Tony."

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

So technically Steph knew two of those! It was kind of like home away from home!

"Stephanie," she answered, holding a hand out. "How much do you know about this place?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Other than it claims to be the perfect school for those with unorthodox learning habits? Nothing, really." Damn that brochure.

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

Pesky brochure. Pesky information (in)conveniently filtered to various people!

"That's about all I heard, too," you know, aside from all the parts that were relevant to the secret-identity-vigilanteing business. Steph waved a hand jauntily. "Pfft. Orthodox is so passe these days, anyway."

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Not one for normal schooling either?" Tony asked with a grin. This might be a decent school...

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I've been going to normal schools," Steph explained. "But I have a, uh, benefactor back home who thought I needed a change, and this place was the perfect change of pace for me. Do you know what you're taking yet?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Hey." Ramona wasn't really one to make friends or chat with random people, but she was feeling antsy enough to try, today. Plus the girl was leaning against the wall, and Ramona was leaning against the wall, so there was common ground there, attitude-wise, she figured.

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

"Hey," answered Stephanie, looking up from the class schedule. ". . . nice hair."

She had a pretty good feeling that was a sign Fandom wouldn't be anything like Brentwood Academy, which was fine with her; Tim had seemed pretty miserable there.

Things might be looking up already.

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." Ramona was choosing to see that as sincere, since most of the time when people complimented her hair, it was a toss-up between sarcasm and envy. "Fandom High-bound? Or are we just too cool for you to not come hang with us while waiting for a flight or something?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

"At the risk of accidentally crushing someone's ego I, too, am Fandom High-bound," Steph answered, turning the paper in her hand to display the school logo. (Just in case she had to prove it.) "I never realized this kind of travel was normal enough to have an entire airport lounge, though."

A Wayne Enterprises prototype maybe, sure. But this commonplace?

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Apparently so," Ramona mused, tilting her head at the room. "I mean, it's already way better than my last school. I just took the bus, you know?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

"Me too," Steph agreed. "I used to ride my bike, until my first high school got leveled in an earthquake and I got transferred to the one in the city. Then I had to take the bus. Actually living at school is going to be new."

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com]

"Earthquake?" Ramona's brow arched up. "That sucks. And yeah, I've never gone to a boarding school, either. It's either going to be awesome, or nightmareish. I figure it depends on the living conditions and who I share 'em with."

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

"Tell me about it." Steph wrinkled her nose. "The entire city got cut off from the rest of the country, and every criminal ever got loose. It wasn't fun."

Not that she was mentioning helping Huntress chase Daddy Dearest through the wreckage.

"But anyway. Do you know who you're supposed to be living with yet? They haven't told me."

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry, are we the No Fun Police?!" Hank demanded, swooping in on her and making a grab at her schedule. "We're about to go to school, and you're sitting here reading?!?! What is WRONG with you!?!?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

Steph tried to yank her hand back, but not in time to keep him from yanking the schedule away.

"Oooh, my bad. Here I thought I should be prepared for the place before I got there," she grumbled, flailing somewhat ineffectually back at her schedule. "I didn't realize flying blind was part of the learning experience!"

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

"Oh, boy!!! Do you think it is!?!? I always wanted to learn stunt piloting!!!"

Hank peered at the schedule, trying to figure it out.

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

Steph's class schedule consisted of Fighting With Powers (funny, Bruce), Getting Yourself Out of Tight Situations, Physiology, French, and Spanish.

The stunt piloting thing got a slight eyeroll out of her, because she was still sore about not getting to learn how to fly the Batplane.

"If it is, I didn't get signed up for it. I heard there was a class on spaceships last semester, though." She made a swipe at her schedule again. "Hey, weren't you the one who just said there was something wrong with reading?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

Hank tried to keep the paper out of her reach, but completely failed to keep her from getting it back. So he stuck his tongue out at her.

"Yeah, but I thought you were reading, like, a book or something. That's just your schedule."

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

"Classes start tomorrow," Steph pointed out, not above sticking her tongue out right back. "What kind of impression would I make on my first day if I totally flaked on my first class?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

"So, what? You'd rather sit in the front of the class and get brown all over your nose? As if!"

Re: Wait for the shuttle!

[batwaffles.livejournal.com]

"Oh, please," Steph retorted. "I have better things to do than suck up to the teachers."

Like jump through hoops to impress her boss. Hush.

"But I got an opportunity, coming here, and I don't want to waste it. Though if you want to do that, hey, be my guest."