fandomhigh | BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday morning

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!event: newbie shuttle

BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday morning

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

It worked for him never.

"Hi."

"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.

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.

"Well, that's where I'm off to," Margaery explained, shrugging one shoulder. "School. In some place called Fandom."

She took a look around, and then leaned forward as though confiding a secret. "I suspect I may be in the right place."

Hard to tell, really, what with the glitter.

"Do you know where Fandom is?" he asked, totally trying to not sound like he was completely lost. He was, in fact, more lost than even that.

"My grandmother said it was on the other side of the world," Margaery said, her face drawing just a little bit before her smile rebloomed."From Westeros, that is. An undiscovered country, aside from this settlement."

Olenna had been super-wrong, it turned out, but the pamphlet had admittedly been vague.

"It feels like a great adventure, doesn't it?"

"...Westeros," Rhys nodded and repeated like he hadn't a single clue where that was. Which was going to be a running theme around here, he gathered. "Adventures are a little overrated."

Sometimes they ended with a psychopath attempting to shove a robotic skeleton inside you as a reward. And no, not dirty.

"Are you an expert?" she asked, eyebrows lifting. "On adventures, that is."

He seemed like he might have done some adventuring. Just a guess.

"Because I'm afraid I'm rather new to it."

"It's full of murder and a lot of running," he muttered. "And people betraying you."

Or maybe just him!

"Always?" Margaery asked, eyes wide. She paused, and then pulled her skirt up enough to extend one slippered foot. "Do you think I'll need better shoes for running, then?"

She wouldn't let herself become frightened, this early on. She had to find a joke.

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