This must be what being an Intern feels like

[serendipityw13]

 Claudia Donovan sat heavily on her suitcase, bouncing lightly up and down on it to force the lid closed until she could reach down and finally click the whole thing shut. She wasn't used to traveling this heavy, but this was the first time in a while she'd be having an extended stay away from home. Home being the Warehouse, of course, funny how

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[nigelgriffin]

Nigel stared out the window in facination at the jets taking off and landing. Reading about them was one thing, actually seeing them was another. He stood by the main enterance, as far as one could go now in airports, and waited for a special guest Helen was expecting. He had been sent in to wait since the Big Guy couldn't exactly come in here and Nigel didn't have a driver's licence yet so..here he was.

[serendipityw13]

Claudia shifted her daypack on her shoulder, rolling her suitcase behind her as she navigated through the airport crowds. It was barely 7am and she was feeling the strain of over five hours in the air. Nothing some coffee and a powerbar couldn't fix though.

When she got out to guest pickup she started scanning the gathered families and cabs for anyone who looked like they'd be bffs with Artie. She hadn't exactly been told who would be collecting her n this end, but had been assured they're be looking out for her. After a few minute of loitering, she pulled out her cell with a sigh, ready to call up Artie to complain about the lack of intel.

[nigelgriffin]

Nigel scanned the crowd for what he could remember of the discription he had been given of who he was to pick up. Young, odd colors in her hair. He grimaced at the rude guesture the first young woman he had stopped gave him.

Then he moved towards another young woman. "Miss Donavan?"

[serendipityw13]

Claudia's head snapped up...and up at the very tall blonde man who approached her,

"Yeah, I'm guessing you're with the Spooks then." She grinned.