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fandomhigh2014-05-02 03:33 pm
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BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning
There was a crackle of energy before reality split and portal opened up into the Portalocity Lounge. A few seconds later a figure popped through the portal wearing what appeared to be an environmental suit attached to an air supply hose going back into the portal. He then pulled out a tablet device and took some readings before stripping off the environmental suit revealing the teenager known as Barry Ween.
"Okay, Jeremy. I'm here and the atmosphere is breathable. Send the rest of my shit through," Barry said into his comm headset. "No. Just push it into the portal and pull back the suit. Jesus Christ! How fucking hard is it to push it through numb-nuts? Just fucking push it!"
Three suitcases and a large crate appeared through the portal. "About fucking time. Okay, now press the button to close the portal. Which one? The big fucking button that has a label on it that says 'PRESS THIS FUCKING BUTTON AND NOTHING ELSE.' Are you fucking kidding me? No. No. No! Just fucking forget it! Don't touch anything I'll shut it down remotely."
A couple of taps on his pad and the portal disappeared with a "plip." "All right it's done. Don't touch any of my fucking stuff while I'm gone, Jeremy. You hear me? All right. I'll check in with you later."
Barry looked up at the glittery sign bearing the name 'Fandom High' and grunted before going back to his tablet and taking further readings; muttering to himself occasionally when he found something of interest.
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"Okay, Jeremy. I'm here and the atmosphere is breathable. Send the rest of my shit through," Barry said into his comm headset. "No. Just push it into the portal and pull back the suit. Jesus Christ! How fucking hard is it to push it through numb-nuts? Just fucking push it!"
Three suitcases and a large crate appeared through the portal. "About fucking time. Okay, now press the button to close the portal. Which one? The big fucking button that has a label on it that says 'PRESS THIS FUCKING BUTTON AND NOTHING ELSE.' Are you fucking kidding me? No. No. No! Just fucking forget it! Don't touch anything I'll shut it down remotely."
A couple of taps on his pad and the portal disappeared with a "plip." "All right it's done. Don't touch any of my fucking stuff while I'm gone, Jeremy. You hear me? All right. I'll check in with you later."
Barry looked up at the glittery sign bearing the name 'Fandom High' and grunted before going back to his tablet and taking further readings; muttering to himself occasionally when he found something of interest.
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Anakin swept into the waiting area with his Jedi robes swirling behind him, a small glower on his face. Karking drivers and their terrible lack of driver skills. "Fandom High? Get your stuff."
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"You're our driver?" Barry asked. "What's with the robes?"
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He really did just set himself up for abuse every time he did this by wearing the Jedi uniform.
"And I'm the Dean of Students who just happens to enjoy driving."
Driving really, really fast. And sometimes not on the road. Sorry, kids.
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He was a people person, Barry. Couldn't you tell by the glowering?
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"Most faculty I know fake a smile and try to be nice on a students' first day. Somebody piss in your Cheerios?"
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Guess who'd never heard that expression before. Go on, guess.
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Which was to say, she hoped her nervous smile didn't make her look like an impostor. "Hi, Professor Skywalker."
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Kaylin stared at him for a moment, but his eyes didn't change at all, which said he wasn't a dragon, and he didn't make her markings itch or burn, so he probably wasn't a mage. Maybe they were dress uniform robes?
"Are you a Hawk? Well, of course, you're not, 'cause we're not in Elantra, but I mean, are you part of whatever the Halls of Law are like here?"
She'd kind of be happier if she met someone like that right away.
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"Oh," she said visibly deflating. "You're going to hate me then."
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She was pretty glum about it, but things were the way they were. "I'm always late and I fall asleep in class and I don't really care all that much about stupid politics and interspecies relations-whatsis. I learned to read and write, though! Mostly. That should count for something, right?"
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And money to buy them with, but never mind that.
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