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?"

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Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante mimed checking all two of the pockets in his jacket, then patted his pants. "You know what," he said, "I just plain forgot about it."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

Well, Eggsy responded the only way he could by flipping him off properly with two fingers.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[rebelseekspizza]

"And fuck you too, English dick," Dante said.

Merrily.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, but I'll pass," Eggsy shot back with a smirk.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[rebelseekspizza]

"Eh, there's no accounting for taste," Dante said, shaking his head sadly.