Mae Borowski (
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fandomhigh2018-12-28 02:04 pm
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BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday morning
"Portalocity lounge," Mae read aloud, and heaved a sigh of relief. "Finally. First time I ever travel alone and I get lost in the stupid airport." She walked into the lounge, looked around, and hopped up onto the bench, her duffel bag tucked under her feet. There was plenty of room, since her legs were too short to reach the ground. "Of course, it's bigger than, like, all of Possum Springs put together, so I guess that can't be too surprising. Good thing Mom and Dad insisted I take the early bus."
She tapped her heels on her duffel bag and eyed the door. "And now I'm talking to myself. Good job, Mae. Perfect first impression." She made her eyes comically wide and waved to an imaginary audience. "HeY, I'M mAe, i'M TOtallY NOrmAl, niCE To MEeT yoU." She frowned and tapped her feet harder. "Good job, Killer."
Another glance around the lounge. There wasn't a lot to look at yet.
"I wish I had a video game."
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She tapped her heels on her duffel bag and eyed the door. "And now I'm talking to myself. Good job, Mae. Perfect first impression." She made her eyes comically wide and waved to an imaginary audience. "HeY, I'M mAe, i'M TOtallY NOrmAl, niCE To MEeT yoU." She frowned and tapped her feet harder. "Good job, Killer."
Another glance around the lounge. There wasn't a lot to look at yet.
"I wish I had a video game."
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At least he wasn't in that shitty barbarian outfit in this version. Instead he was in clothing that might be vaguely period appropriate. You know, For the 15th century.
"What. The fuck."
Language less so as he stumbled on into the waiting area.
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Was she sarcastic? It was hard to tell just now. If she wasn't, she was definitely hedging her bets to make sure she didn't obviously approve of his outfit.
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"Alright. Had some bad beer. Everything's... Alright."
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"...are there snacks?" she asked, in hopes someone would make her getting other food as low effort as possible for her.
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"What's the point in a waiting room if they don't give you snacks!" she declared, flopping down onto a bench and folding up her purple parasol. "You get stuck having to go to a dumb school too?"
She was completely unbothered by Mae's appearance. Just a different kind of Amanto, she figured.
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[Fleeing for dinner soon, but will absolutely hit everyone up for pings when I return.]
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It was purple and you could ride it. Mae didn't even care that she had no idea how it could possibly work. It was hair that you could ride!
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Or the blue and pink bedazzled steering wheel cover.
Or the large number of balloons that were hanging around the top of the bus, all of them dangling streamers.
Or, of course, the glitter. Everywhere.
So if Kanan looked a little bit resigned to this particular hell that was his life as he opened the bus and called out to the people waiting at the terminal today, it was because he'd found the girls' new calling card: A small toy bus sitting in the drivers' seat with a pretty bow tied to it.
Ah well, at least they hadn't stolen the thing.
"All aboard for Fandom! Mind the glitter."
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"Is that Fandom the school, or Fandom the strip club?"
Honestly . . . she was kind of hoping strip club.
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"The school," Kanan sighed. "The island doesn't have a strip club."
Which in hindsight was actually kind of weird, considering some of the locals.
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That is how you get a bald tattooed nightmare stepping through a portal, smirking at Kanan and chirping brightly, "Think fast, Kanan!"
Before pitching that entire duffle right at him. Parts of it were soft. Most of it clanked.
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Okay, he didn't let it drop, no. He brought his arms up somewhere after the clanking heft of it got him upside the head, and was left standing there with it clutched to his chest like a small child or something while he stood there gaping.
But, mostly, that was how you mananged to bean a Jedi with a duffle bag.
"Jack?"
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"The hell is this thing?"
Where to start, Trevor. Where to start.
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Really, that was just a handful of things Kanan had managed to grab at off the top of his head. For all he knew, the boy didn't know what school was, either.
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"...did you have prostitutes in here?"
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Which was a step up from jamming his finger up there, kid.
"No. No I did not."
But she could be forgiven for assuming so.
"I'm afraid I'm not that exciting."
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At least she hadn't started removing things? She was still at the 'examination' stage!
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"One in every group of new students, huh?"
Hello, Entrapta. The bus driver couldn't help but notice that the hood was up, here.
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