BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning

[wiredweird]

All of Jughead's possessions fit inside a single backpack.

He didn't mind it. At least it was crammed as full as it could be crammed, that was good enough for him. And if he could keep people from figuring out that was the case, even better. This was supposed to be a break from –– everything. Riverdale and all associated drama.

Still, when he arrived in the lounge and checked his phone, he found himself wondering whether Archie even remembered he was moving today.

Whatever.

He dropped his backpack on the floor and leaned against the wall. Good. This seemed like a decent spot to stand in while eyeing everyone else warily.

[ooc: And we have moved! Welcome to a brand new DW edition of the traditional shuttle post. WAIT FOR THE OCD. OCD up, have at! EXCEPT YOU, WHO KNOWS WHO YOU ARE.]

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Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[wiredweird]

Yeah, okay. That was an entrance that got Jughead to give up on being antisocial for a second. He was now too busy trying to understand what the falsh of light had been. A way over-powered cellphone flash?

He was also trying to understand the sword.

It seemed to be on fire.

"... I'm gonna go with 'no'," he decided. "I think this is just Baltimore."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

1. Magic.
2. It was the Raging, Flaming, Poisoning Sword of Doom. That's sort of what it did.

"Are you absolutely sure about that?"

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[wiredweird]

"Yeah," Jughead said.

But he was not.

And it was the sword's fault.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

In his defense, he had been murdering invisible, extra-dimensional legions before arriving here.

He looked at the kid, then at the sword before strapping that sucker to his back along with Railsplitter and his shield.

"Okay. Cool. Wrong foot there. My name is Magnus Burnsides."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[wiredweird]

"Jughead Jones," Jughead replied, not really seeming any more at ease even with the sword gone for the moment. (But then again, unease was kind of how he lived, far too much of the time.) "A pleasure, I'm sure."

Okay, that was a little dry. Possibly a lot.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

"Your name is Jughead." Oh god. Oh god. Where was Taako when you needed him?

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[wiredweird]

"Yeah, it is," Jughead replied, flatly.

This was a part he hadn't been looking forward to with this move. At all.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

He was trying not to be a dick! "Is it... is it a family name?" Magnus asked, muffling laughter.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[wiredweird]

Jughead's jaw was getting clenched pretty hard, right about now.

"So what if it is?"

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

Oh, Jughead. You were so adorable like that.

Magnus was still struggling not to laugh. "I mean. If your family makes jugs, that makes sense."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[wiredweird]

"I'm just gonna stop talking to you now, if that's okay."

That last part wasn't sincere. He wasn't intending to honor any kind of a wish on Magnus's par when it came to this. He was stressed out enough as it was.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

"Awww, I'm sorry," Magnus said, sobering just a little. "I'm sorry. What's wrong, buddy?"

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[wiredweird]

Jughead gave him a look that was half weirded out, half exasperated. And both things kind of mildly, at that.

"I'd like to be left alone, now," he tried. In case that would end this interaction.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

"Is it your name? Because it's just a name. I mean, I knew a dwarf named Boyland." Pronounced Boy Land. Yes. It was... a thing.

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[wiredweird]

Oh God. Oh God, was Magnus one of those social types who weren't good at it and who just kept going anyway? He was, wasn't he?

Goddammit.

"Look, I'm trying not to have this conversation, so..."

Re: Wait for the Shuttle

[magnusrushesin]

He was. He really was.

"Well, when you want to talk, I'm here."

Being earnest.