fandomhigh | Newbie Shuttle, Portalocity Terminal, BWI (Saturday Morning Fandom Time)

After everyone was done shouting at and/or hugging him to say goodbye – and there had been a lot of both –Victor Mancha had two choices in getting from Los Angeles to BWI. The first was taking a commercial flight, which would have been reassuringly normal.

The problem was that, even if he somehow got past the metal detectors, he suspected his circuitry might count as the kind of portable electronic device that wasn’t very takeoff-and-landing-friendly. He didn’t exactly have an easy off switch, and crashing a plane by mistake seemed like a big step towards super-villainhood.

Which meant he got to the Baltimore airport via portal. He’d never been through one before so he didn’t have much to go by, but it seemed like a nice portal: If nothing else, it smelled far better than Cloak’s ... cloak had. Victor was grateful to know that hadn’t been the state-of-the-art in teleporting.

And now he was on the East Coast other than New York for the first time. Once he’d exhausted the little potential for exploration the terminal had, he sat in a semi-comfortable airport chair, suitcase at his feet, and tried to break the Tetris high score on his phone while keeping watch for any other kids.

[OOC: Operation newbies: Go! I will be slow for a few hours after 5:30 EST, but otherwise around all night.]

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If Sia noticed- and of course she did- she was at least too tactful to say anything about it.

"School at all," she clarified. "I've had tutors until now. Did you as well?"

"No," Fawn shook her head slightly. "I want to regular schools for elementary and middle school, but high school's different, and it's definitely different when it's a boarding school."

But knowing that the other girl might even be a little bit more out of her element made Fawn feel a little better.

"Where are you from?"

"A place called Coruscant. I'm a long way from home." She wasn't sure how the explanation that she was from another planet would go over. "What about yourself?"

Courscant. If she was alone, Fawn would repeat the word to herself and revel in how it just sounded rich, well rounded and smooth, and she tried to picture what sort of strange and exotic place it might be. Her eyes went a little distant for a moment, and her face almost looked serene.

"New York," she said, and there was even a brief smile. "I guess I'm really not all that far from home. My sisters even talked about visiting me whenever they got the chance, so that won't be too bad."

"That's good of them," she said with a faint smile. "I'm an only child myself. You must be close."

"Not really," Fawn shrugged her shoulders a little, looking off to the side a little. "Cookie and Vidamiá have always been closer with each other; I'm kind of just the little sister they try to dote on because Caitlin's too young."

She hesitated, wondering if she was saying too much, but found herself continuing anyway, in realization that she already missed her family, though she doubted they missed her. "There's also Cliff. And Vidamiá's not really my sister; she's my half-sister."

"...Cookie?"

She just had to check to make sure she heard that right.

Fawn had to laugh a little at that, and she was glad that her smile stuck around a little. "Well," she said, "her actual name is Hortense."

"That poor girl," said someone whose name was Marasiah.

But if you asked Fawn, she would tell you that she thought Marasiah was a beautiful name. At least she wasn't named after a baby deer.

"So, yeah," she concluded, "she goes by Cookie. I don't know how that started. They probably came up with it before I was born."

"Probably for the best," Sia decided. "At least it must be a conversation starter."

"Cookie's kind of her own conversation starter even without the name," Fawn admitted with a wry smirk, and an arched eyebrow cast to some of the more rambunctious students around them. She wasn't going to say that about them, of course, but her eyes would.

"Ah, yes," she said with the tiniest of smirks in return. "I've seen the type."

She clearly wasn't one herself, but she'd witnessed it!

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