BWI Airport, Portalocity Lounge

[rebelseekspizza]

It was That Time Of Year again. At BWI airport, they knew well that this was not the kind of thing you wanted to be asking questions about. So when a teenage boy showed up wearing a ratty long red-and-black coat, an expression that blazed hell and a large series of bleeding scratches on his face, well, they didn't ask. About anything.

Dante didn't mind. It meant he could walk into the nice warm Portalocity lounge and crash on one of the benches. Had to sleep off the day he'd had... yesterday? Was it yesterday now? Who cared.

By the time he jerked back awake about an hour later, the scratches had vanished and his expression had gone sleepy, though the ratty coat remained. He sat up, rubbing at his eyes. Guess he wasn't alone anymore, huh? Fine, whatever. "Who knew the public still showed up for transport?"

Comments

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[rebelseekspizza]

"My name is Dante." And don't ask. "But I'll answer to Cute and Snarky just this once."

It was better than 'asshole', which had been included in about fifty percent of Dante's nicknames.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[candycrushlove]

Maria thought he was cute and he sounded snarky so she might call him that in her head a few times.

"It's nice to meet you, Dante."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[rebelseekspizza]

Was she actually being nice to him?

Weird.

"Same thing," he said, his attitude mellowing somewhat, "Uh...?"

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[candycrushlove]

Yes, yes she was.

"Maria."

It didn't seem to bother her that he didn't remember her giving her name earlier.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[rebelseekspizza]

He hadn't exactly been paying a lot of attention to the details. He still barely had a reason to, actually.

But that was more of one than five minutes ago. "Right," Dante said. "So why don't you fill me in on the brochure, Maria?"

Maybe he could bluff his way into... something.