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BWI Portalocity Terminal [Saturday Morning]

Emma had flown with Angelica from Logan Airport in Boston to Baltimore so she wouldn't have to make the entire trip alone, and Angelica was grateful for that. But after a hug goodbye when the time came for Emma's flight back to Massachusetts, Angelica was alone in the lounge, waiting for the bus to Fandom High. She buried her face in a book and tried not to be too nervous about changing schools, counting out the positives. She might make new friends. Empath and Roulette wouldn't be there. She might accidentally fry someone with her microwave powers.

Oooookay, that last one wasn't too positive.

[Up early for SP! ~~Please wait for OCD!~~ The Ginger Express is now in service.]

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"Yeah," she agreed, just a little note of bitterness catching her voice there. "And aren't we lucky for it?"

Simon actually had considered this a lucky break for himself. But then, he knew his situation was probably different from most other people's.

He frowned a bit, anyway. "Did you not want to come here?"

Jocelyn shrugged. "Not really." Understatement, that. If it hadn't been for Shadowhunter discipline, she'd've thrown a megafit at her parents when they told her. "I liked my old school fine." She glanced over at him, more curious than she'd expected about a mundie. "You English?"

Simon's lips quirked into something of a faint, fleeting smile, although it was still rather a nervous one. "Yes," he nodded. "From London."

And he suspected that question was going to be coming up quite a lot now that he was here.

The smile was returned with interest. "I love London. I used to hope my dad would be posted there, but he never did so it's just been trips to the Institute there."

He'd been meaning to argue (mildly) that London wasn't all around quite all that, since he was from Thamesmead which was not most people's favourite part of the city, but there was something else in what she'd said that caught his interest.

"What institute?"

"Nephilim," she replied, completely expecting a lack of understanding. She reached up to brush her hair back, the movement exposing the black rune on the back of her hand. She doubted he was but might as well find out if he's a Downworlder now. "It's pretty small. Most people haven't heard of it."

"I haven't heard of it," Simon admitted with another one of those flickers of a smile. His gaze darted to the rune, then away, as if he wasn't sure he was allowed to look at it. "Nephilim? Isn't that... something to do with angels?"

When you were geeky the way he was, you were bound to pick some of this stuff up.

Jocelyn's face lit up with a smile. It was stupid, but hearing someone connect some of the dots for her people felt almost like home. "Yeah, like that. Not the hideous ones in the Bible though. More like demonhunters." Or exactly like demonhunters but...details.

"... Demonhunters?"

And now Simon looked somewhat dubious. Yes, despite all the weird stuff he'd seen over the last four months or so. The look was cautious though, not meant to offend.

"What - you know about angels but not demons?" Jocelyn asked, more teasing than derisive. It was the nervous-looking part. She couldn't be mean to a puppy.

"I know about demons," Simon replied, perhaps a touch defensively. "Just not --" Anything about what she was talking about. "-- hunters."

"If there wasn't anyone protecting mundanes from demons, the earth would be a wasteland," she pointed out, nearly quoting the same story every Shadowhunter grew up with.

Simon's eyebrows climbed up. That... just didn't compute with him at all. Especially the part about 'mundanes'.

"What are you talking about?"

That effectively answered that question.

Jocelyn shrugged. "That's what the Nephilim do. Kill demons."

"You kill demons," he repeated, flatly. Somehow that did not sound like a power gained from a freak electrical storm. Not unless the demons had come from that too. "I don't -- Are there a lot of them around?"

"You're a mundane," she remarked matter-of-factly. "It's better you don't try." She shrugged. "Sometimes. It depends where you are. There's a lot in London. Mostly the not so nice areas."

"I'm not mundane."

Yes, he left out the all-important indefinite article, there. He was trying to understand, he really was, and to give her the benefit of the doubt.

"Did that happen because of the storm too?" he blurted out after a pause. They both had a lot to learn about alternate universes.

"It's not an insult," she said matter-of-factly. "It's just true. If you're not a Shadowhunter or a Downworlder, you're a mundane." Jocelyn paused as well. "...not unless the storm happened a thousand years ago? What do you mean?"

"It was about four months ago." And it was what had made him... not mundane, in his view. He wasn't so sure he should just come out and say that, however. "What's a Downworlder?"

"Vampires, the fae, werewolves, that sort of thing," she said with a shrug.

"I-- I'm not one of those, no." Which was better than saying those things didn't exist. "So I guess I am a mundane."

Just one that could turn invisible.

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