BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday morning

[teenagewarhead.livejournal.com]

After missing a flight due to airport security feeling the need to wand over every single piercing she had, Negasonic was in a bit a mood. Then she saw the glittery banner welcoming all Fandom High students and the portalocity lounge.

Ugh. Glitter.

She dumped her duffel bag on the floor and slumped into a chair. Five seconds later she had her phone out to tweet about what a lousy flight experience she had and how little she was looking forward to going to a new school.

She immediately got a tweet back from Colossus. "Give it a chance."

Ugh. Optimism.

She slunk down in her chair a little farther and hoped the shuttle would get here soon so she could at least be going someplace.

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Wait for the shuttle...

[teenagewarhead.livejournal.com]

And check out the other noobs.

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

[notouchykuzco.livejournal.com]

"BOOM, BABY!" Kuzco yelled, pausing dramatically under the sign and waiting for applause.

There was always applause.

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

[teenagewarhead.livejournal.com]

Negasonic looked up from her phone and just kind of gave the boy in the robes a weird look before responding.

"Saying boom in an airport isn't the best idea."

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

[notouchykuzco.livejournal.com]

Kuzco looked a little confused, glancing over his shoulder to see who she was talking to. No one ever corrected him. It explained part of his charming personality.

"Oh yeah?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

[teenagewarhead.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Kinda freaks people out," she said flatly. "So don't do that."

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[notouchykuzco.livejournal.com]

"But you're not the boss of me," Kuzco replied. "And neither are 'they.'"

The "they" was totally accompanied by sarcastic air quotes because that's how Kuzco rolled.

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

[got-hijacked.livejournal.com]

With a slightly less dramatic and more shuffling entrance came Rhys. So, yeah. He'd managed to make his way here through sheer dumb luck because he didn't know where here was.

No big deal. Just your average kid without an arm or an eye. Hanging out here. Looking very weirded out.

"Oh god, I'm having a nervous break down," he said to himself. He honestly thought he'd gotten through the dangerzone of psychotic breaks after year one of being employed by Hyperion.

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

[notouchykuzco.livejournal.com]

"In that case, do it over there," Kuzco said, pointing far from where he was sprawled in his chair. "Way, way over there."

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

[got-hijacked.livejournal.com]

Excuse you, he was having a meltdown here! That was rude!

"Thank you very much---guy in a dress."

Oh, sick burn!

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[notouchykuzco.livejournal.com]

Kuzco rolled his eyes. "Toga," he said gesturing. "Royal toga."

In case the giant gold crown wasn't giving it away enough. Hint. Hint.

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

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Yeah, but did he have a living unicorn made out of diamonds that pooped guns?

...

OH GOD, HE'D KILLED BUTTSTALLION WHEN THE STATION CRASHED. HE WAS A MONSTER.

"Looks like a dress," Rhys replied rather than acknowledge his murderous ways.

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

[teenagewarhead.livejournal.com]

Negasonic rolled her eyes. Geez. Dramatic much?

Granted he had no eye or arm but Negasonic went to a school where one of her mentors was made of metal and another one was covered in blue fur.

"What's your problem?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

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"Oh... so, so many things right now," Rhys answered, voice going a little high.

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[teenagewarhead.livejournal.com]

Negasonic just stared at him for a few seconds waiting for him to elaborate before sighing. "Which are?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

[got-hijacked.livejournal.com]

Rhys blinked at her. "Oh my god, you actually want to know? I wasn't honestly expecting that."

From anyone, let's be real here.

RE: Wait for the shuttle...

[hidingthorns.livejournal.com]

Margaery didn't really know what she had expected. She'd left Highgarden a day or so ago on horseback, in the company of three knights to see her safe passage. (One had been her brother Loras, and she wouldn't easily admit how long she'd clung to him when it had been time to part.)

But rather than a ship, as she'd anticipated, they'd found a shimmering sort of...door, when they reached the coast. Margaery had no dealings with magic - it was delightfully fun when travelers to her father's castle brought stories of red priests and ancient dragons, of course, but she'd never seen anything before her very eyes.

And the strangeness hadn't dissipated when she'd crossed through the portal. Left clutching her own bag - no horses or knights here to bear a lady's burden - Margaery took a seat with wide eyes.

This place was very, very different from home. Grandmother had said to be brave, to trust her that this was the right path - but Margaery felt her stomach tightening in a knot of nerves, all the same. She tried to keep her face placid and calm, though she couldn't help a little awe seeping into her features as she looked around.

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

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Kuzco, sprawled in one of the uncomfortable waiting area chairs, gave her a two-fingered wave of slight politeness, then adjusted his crown.

In case maybe she'd missed how amazing and important he was, since the other people hadn't been nearly impressed enough. "Heya."

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[hidingthorns.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon," Margaery replied, smiling warmly - as far as she was concerned, anyone she met here needed to become an ally, and quickly. She was so, so far from home. Her eyes flicked to his crown, and she felt even further from home. "Is that your House's sigil?" she asked, a note of regret in her voice. "I'm sorry, I really should have learned those before I came here."

She'd been too busy commissioning an entire new wardrobe. Priorities.

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"Well, just this once I won't throw you in the dungeon Yzma doesn't think I know about," Kuzco said. "I'm Kuzco."

He said that like it was completely obvious she should know who that was.

(There was no reason it should be obvious.)

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Negasonic looked up her phone and gave the girl in the clothes a strange look.

"You here for high school or a renaissance fair?"

Granted Negasonic had a shaved head and was wearing leather and Doc Martin's. She probably shouldn't throw stones.

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"School, primarily, but - is there going to be a fair?" Margaery asked, her eyes lighting up. "Oh, you always hope that there might be a feast, or even a tourney but - oh, how fun!"

She smiled over at Negasonic, doing her level best to look as though the other girl's appearance was totally normal to her. "Are you to attend school, as well?"

Re: Wait for the shuttle...

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Negasonic did not smile in return. Instead she squinted a little at the other girl in disbelief. Was she being serious?

"Yeah. School," she replied slowly. "No idea about the fair."

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"Uh, you're very... hi." Yeah, there was Rhys usual level of charm. -20%

It worked for him never.

"Hi."

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[hidingthorns.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon!" Margaery was in for a rude awakening when she realized that it wasn't morning, amongst other time-related things. "Are you off to school, as well?"

She was making a conscious effort to look at his good eye, because the fact that he wasn't bleeding or shrieking told her that his appearance was probably not cause for panic - and, as such, should be treated as perfectly average.

She'd met enough knights who had suffered a loss at jousting and been the...less whole for it.

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Well, if he tried any of that jousting and what not, it would end in high pitched screaming and running away. His heroism was the thing of legends.

Truly.

He laughed at that because he had no idea what he was in for. "School? Me?"

Yes, you. Christ, Rhys.