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fandomhigh2015-01-02 03:04 pm
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BWI Portalocity Lounge | Saturday Morning
One of the very few perks of having a meteorologist for a mother was that Amy could almost always avoid weather-related flight delays by relying on her mom for information. That was usually very convenient, but today it meant that due to anticipated late morning storms in northern Texas, Amy had been forced to fly in at ass o'clock in the morning so that she wouldn't run the risk of missing the bus to school. So it looked like she was the first person to reach the Fandom High banner in the airport lounge, and while Amy had always had hopes of one day winning a race, this wasn't quite what she had had in mind.
Armed with an overstuffed duffel bag and her favorite pair of sweatpants (they were decorated with little cartoon strips of bacon!), Amy stifled a heavy yawn and parked herself in a distant corner of the lounge where she could wait for more people to show up.
Armed with an overstuffed duffel bag and her favorite pair of sweatpants (they were decorated with little cartoon strips of bacon!), Amy stifled a heavy yawn and parked herself in a distant corner of the lounge where she could wait for more people to show up.

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"Are you a knight?" she asked. It seemed like a reasonable question.
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"Yes," she said. Well, in a manner of speaking. "Or so I will be."
She looked right on back at Anna, studying her. No staff, no other signs that she was any more a mage than the other girls had been. "Who are you?"
She had cooled some, but not yet to the point of sounding friendly to anyone. (That might take weeks.)
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"Anna, of Arendelle," she said, offering the girl a proper curtsy. "I've been so bad about introducing myself today. Are you here for the school?"
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On a day like today, she was willing to settle for the former.
"I am Cassandra Pentaghast," she replied. She didn't curtsy, not in the least because the armor made it difficult. "I am here by accident. I am attempting to find out how this occurred."
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"It was white," she said. "Not purple. But the color matters little. Perhaps it is the same magic that sent us here."
Which made this girl an ally.
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And her sister was the Ice Queen, but, you know. The trolls had zapped that memory right out of her head.
"Do you think we're stuck?"
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She was not sparing a single thought on as much as the notion that she might be stuck. If she had to break a few walls or people to make it right, she would, but she would not remain here.
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Sometimes, just having faith got you most of the way there.