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fandomhigh2021-05-07 12:19 pm
desertwolfcub) wrote in fandomhigh2021-05-07 12:19 pm
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BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday morning
Malia had never been out of California before. Or Beacon County, for that matter. She'd barely been out of Beacon Hills proper, and that was mostly as a coyote hunting for food.
So this was new and exciting! Or, you know, new at least. She was going to school. One that didn't, as far as she could tell, require her to learn math. So right there it had one up over BHHS. It also didn't have Scott or Stiles, which was not a point in its favor, but in the end, she'd decided that not having to struggle through eleventh grade math beat out getting to have the few people she knew around, especially when Scott agreed he could try to teach her control over the internet.
So here she was. Her ears still felt stuffed full of cotton from the plane, and the whole airport smelled like cleaning fluid and anxiety, and she was managing to claw tiny holes in the upholstery with claws that didn't want to stay hidden away like they were supposed to, but hey. At least she was having an adventure?
[IT'S NEWBIE SHUTTLE TIME! Up early-ish because work has been dumb this week and I might be slow.]
So this was new and exciting! Or, you know, new at least. She was going to school. One that didn't, as far as she could tell, require her to learn math. So right there it had one up over BHHS. It also didn't have Scott or Stiles, which was not a point in its favor, but in the end, she'd decided that not having to struggle through eleventh grade math beat out getting to have the few people she knew around, especially when Scott agreed he could try to teach her control over the internet.
So here she was. Her ears still felt stuffed full of cotton from the plane, and the whole airport smelled like cleaning fluid and anxiety, and she was managing to claw tiny holes in the upholstery with claws that didn't want to stay hidden away like they were supposed to, but hey. At least she was having an adventure?
[IT'S NEWBIE SHUTTLE TIME! Up early-ish because work has been dumb this week and I might be slow.]
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"It's my top career choice," she said.
And if that didn't work out, it was a florist. Or a plushie salesman...
"What about you?"
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She was pretty sure 'turn back into a coyote and live in the woods' wouldn't go over well with this girl.
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Sakaki's head tilted, eyes a little wide again.
That would definitely not have been an acceptable answer for a career survey back home.
Or, well, in Yukari-san's class, actually, it might....
She really hoped survival wasn't a thing she had to worry about here, though!!
Well, anything beyond cat attacks, anyway.
"I see," she said. "Um..."
Sakaki? Not so good at the small talk, either.
"Where are you from?" she tried.
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