BWI Airport, Portalocity Lounge

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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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Eliot looked between the two glasses and the kid getting on the bus. He raised an eyebrow. "Don't bring it aboard if you ain't willin' to share it with the class."

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"If I have to, but I don't want anyone making a habit of relying on me for this," Frank said. He downed one drink, put his bag down on the nearest seat gently - there was enough clanking going on from the sheer amount of glassware and bottles in it, he didn't want to break anything - and pulled out a couple bottles. "I don't have enough glasses for everyone. Would you prefer we shared glasses or just passed the bottle around and had a rule about only one swig until everyone's had a turn?"

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[vdistinctive]

Eliot stared. He'd worked for a man who could literally spend an entire year drunk, and he'd met a talking pink pony, and this still threw him.

"Go sit your drunk ass down, kid," he growled ("thrown" on Eliot tended to look very angry). "And don't spill on the upholstery."

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"So I don't have to share?" Frank asked, taking the seat next to his bag. "Well, I trust your judgement and agree with your decision. Here's to you!" He drank the second drink.

Re: The Trip to Fandom

[vdistinctive]

"There is something very wrong with you."

Re: The Trip to Fandom

[halfaclink.livejournal.com]

"Nothing a refill wouldn't cure, I'm sure," Frank said. "Let's be educational about it and test that hypothesis!" And so he did.

Re: The Trip to Fandom

[vdistinctive]

Either this kid was somehow an even bigger drunk than Nate Ford, or he was drinking water out of those bottles.

Eliot hadn't decided which it was, yet. There was a pretty damn distinctive odor about the kid, after all.

"You pass out and die of alcohol poisoning before we even get to the school, I'm gonna be very upset."

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Frank laughed. After a drink. "Alcohol poisoning? What, like drinking wine and having to deal with that taste? I mean, it's not ideal, but it's not going to kill you."

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[vdistinctive]

Eliot rolled his eyes. "Assumin' you're human, you know you're not actually immortal, right?"

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"Of course I'm not, but I don't see what that has to do with liquor," Frank said.

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[vdistinctive]

"You ever hear the phrase 'too much of a good thing'?"

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"Doesn't ring a bell and I don't think I can support the premise," Frank said thoughtfully.

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[vdistinctive]

"That's nice," Eliot said, voice almost as dry as those drinks Frank was serving himself. "Ain't gonna help your liver any."

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[halfaclink.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't need help, my good man. It's top of the line," Frank bragged.

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[vdistinctive]

"Not for long if you keep workin' it that hard."

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[halfaclink.livejournal.com]

"I hope you don't teach biology, because I don't think you understand how livers work," Frank said.

His liver was not like other livers. His liver was better.

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[vdistinctive]

"You ever seen a human liver, kid?"

Eliot had. Not that this made him qualified to teach anything about them.

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"Who hasn't?" Frank asked. "Ever see a Sasquatch's kidney? They'e surprisingly dainty."

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[vdistinctive]

That wasn't the answer Eliot was expecting, but he'd been in Fandom too long to really be surprised. "Were you drunk or sober?"

Honestly, with the way this kid was tossing them back, either way could have led to hallucinations.

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"Would you really want to see a Sasquatch's kidney sober?" Frank said.

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[vdistinctive]

"Depends," Eliot said. "On how it got out of the sasquatch."

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"It's a long story and I don't feel like telling it," Frank said thoughtfully.

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[vdistinctive]

"A bigfoot tale short on details. Shocking."

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"Oh, you've heard the story?" Frank asked, clearly surprised. "Because it was news to us that Sasquatches explode when they get electrocuted. And the cleanup was not pleasant. So if you ever see one by an electric fence, either tell it to move away or get out of there fast."

Re: The Trip to Fandom

[vdistinctive]

"I'll keep that in mind."

He really would, too. You never knew when you were going to go up against Big Foot.

"You run into a lot of that sorta thing in your time?"