BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning

[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

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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Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[likes-ducklings.livejournal.com]

"Well, Pascal does," Rapunzel said, and then winced. "He doesn't live in my hair, really, he's not like...it's not icky. I just have a lot of hair, you know, so he hides in there when he's kinda freaked out. He can change colors, too."

As you do.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

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Four's lips quirked. "We general don't, back home." He gestured with his hand. "I'm in Dauntless, so I wear black. Wouldn't want to be mistaken for a Candor or an Erudite."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

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"So how are the factions different?" Rapunzel asked, already trying to puzzle it out using the names as information. "Other than colors. I mean...those sound like descriptors."

She was pleased that she actually knew what all those words had meant, too. That was one thing that was actually sort of nice about being in the tower -- plenty of time to read.