fandomhigh | 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.

[Woo! Newbie Shuttle!]

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//Splattered across the remains of a coatroom in London,// Jono replied, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms over his chest. //And a few other places besides. You need help with your things or not?//

"Where's London?" Kaylin asked. "And what's a coatroom - or wait, do you mean you people have whole huge rooms just for coats? That sounds crazy."

She shrugged at the small knapsack on her back. "This is all I have. Pretty much all I own period."

And back to what really interested her. "Did it hurt?"

Somewhere Teela was facepalming.

//London's on the other side of the ocean, that way,// Jono replied, waving a hand in the general direction. //A coatroom is just that, yes, though this belonged to a business, not really just one person.//

And then, back to the last thing he really wanted to be talking about. //And yes, it was excruciating agony.//

"I'm sorry," Kaylin said with sincerity. "That sounds terrible. And no one could fix it for you? I could try if you want, though I'm not really sure how much I could help."

//Been there, tried that,// Jono replied, shaking his head. //Thank you for the offer, but it really only ever ends up in me going through that again, and I'd rather not.//

He jammed his hands into his jacket pockets, a little awkwardly.

//Not a semester goes by without somebody asking if I'd like them to make the attempt, actually.//

"Sorry," Kaylin said again and meant it. "A really bad curse then, if it keeps coming back."

She looked a bit sad. "I didn't mean to make you feel bad or remember bad things." Really she didn't, because she knew all too well what that was like.

//Less a curse, more the way I'm made.// Jono shrugged. //It's not really something to fix, at this point.//

He would have sighed, if he could. He did tilt his head a little, though, relenting.

//It's fine. I'm used to the questions, too. I'm well aware that I'm a bit unusual, to most.//

"Everything here is unusual," Kaylin said with a sigh. "It's all very strange and my way of dealing with strange seems to be that my filter shuts down and I just say whatever I think - not that I don't do that most of the time anyway. Teela would kill me if she was here. Not literally, probably, but she'd be annoyed. And when a Barrani is annoyed..."

[ooc: And running away soon for my performance tonight, sorry!]

Jono shrugged faintly.

//Asking questions isn't really so bad,// he offered. //It's how you learn, after all.//

[Break a leg!]

"See! That's what I think too, because everyone expects me to know stuff, but how can I know if I don't ask?"

She made a face. "But I could be more tactful about it, I know."

//Little bit,// Jono agreed. //Asking somebody in bandages where their body parts have gone? Generally not the most tactful move out there.//

"Yes, but then when I try and ignore it, people say that's rude too."

Which might have more to do with her staring.

"Good thing I don't have to deal with the imperial court, huh? I probably wouldn't survive."

//I'll take your word for that one,// Jono replied with a shrug of his shoulders. //I've met a lot of courts over my time at the school. Pretty sure none of them are the same one you've got in mind.//

The life of a Fandom Island resident, right there.

"If they don't have dragons in them and don't eat people who offend them, then no, probably not," Kaylin agreed. "Luckily, I can mostly avoid dragons."

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