BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning

[thegreatmanfredo]

Saturday morning, an elderly teal and white RV pulled into the dropoff lane outside the airport and disgorged a lanky teenaged boy and his bags onto the pavement, the driver asking him as he went if he had his laptop, migraine medication, and assorted other essentials. "Now get going and make some friends," she told him. "I've got a consult to get to in Virginia."

"I love you, Grandma," he said, and closed the door of the RV. As Xylda peeled out on her way to, he assumed, her next mark, Manfred headed into the airport, stopping off at Starbucks for a caffeine infusion before following airport employees' instructions until he found the right room. He was apparently the first one here, but he knew it was the right place because of the incredibly glittery banner.

High school, here he came.

Comments

Re: Trip to Fandom

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Oh," she said, "this is temporary. I get this figured out and I'm gone."

Sure, Sabine.

Re: Trip to Fandom

[uncertain_dume]

"Yeah," Kanan said, and now he was just sounding flat-out amused. "I said that too, over two years ago."

Fandom didn't work like that. Not for the people who didn't mean to be there.

Re: Trip to Fandom

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine just looked at him, unimpressed.

"That's not going to happen here."

Re: Trip to Fandom

[uncertain_dume]

"Alright," Kanan said, just grinning and leaning back in his seat. "Don't say I didn't warn you."

He'd give it a week. And possibly some traumatized Portalocity reps or something.