BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning

[arsenicmauls]

Well. As it turned out, traveling across the country with a seven-foot dinosaur in tow was an experience very similar to hell on earth. Not only had Gert been checked by TSA agents roughly forty times throughout the journey, not to mention flight attendants on the plane itself, and not only had she incurred all kinds of additional pet fees (paid for by Captain America and whoever was paying him, but still), but she also had a seriously antsy velociraptor deionychus to deal with. Between that and the expected grouchiness from having been traveling all day, by the time Gert reached the Portalocity lounge in the airport where she was supposed to wait for the Fandom High shuttle, she was not in the best of moods.

The one good thing was that she at least didn't have very much luggage. She stuffed her single backpack under a chair and then flopped down in it, patting the seat beside her for Old Lace to follow suit. Now she just had to hope that whoever was driving this bus showed up punctually, because she was rapidly getting tired of this airport and was about ready to take a nap.

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Re: Trip to Fandom

[justbeingbay]

"No," Bay said, side-eyeing him. "Why are you looking at us like we already did something wrong?"

She was maybe a little defensive.

Re: Trip to Fandom

[sith_happened]

"I've been teaching for a long time," Anakin said. "If you haven't done something wrong yet, you will sooner or later."

Re: Trip to Fandom

[justbeingbay]

"...Huh." That was maybe too true for Bay to get worked up about. Even Daphne the Perfect did dumb things once in a while. "I can buy that. You guys get a lot of screw-ups?"

Screw-ups like me, she meant.

Re: Trip to Fandom

[sith_happened]

"I was one of them not so many years ago," Anakin said, nodding.