Room 405, Saturday Morning before the picnic
Joker sat down on his bed and sighed contentedly. The week on Tiptree had been nice, and it was great to see his dad and Hil again in person, but for all that they were there it wasn't home. Home was the apartment on Arcturus he'd never see again -- but home was kind of here, too.
He touched a few buttons on his omnitool and his luggage settled itself down on the floor in front of his closet. Unpacking would have to wait for now -- there was a brand new crowd of young, impressionable minds to corrupt arriving shortly. Come to think of it, he could have hung out at the spacep-- airport for a few hours and taken the shuttle with them, instead of catching a cab. Well, maybe he'd ask about that next time. Or just take Portalocity like a normal Fandomite.
He was also kicking himself for having missed the graduation ceremony. He hadn't thought it was going to be anything special, but c'mon, giant bugs and lawn gnomes? He should have been here for that!
And not only that, but he'd missed his and Eleanor's one month anniversary. He didn't think she was going to care -- or maybe even know -- but it still bothered him. He'd have to make it up to her by doing something special tonight.
First, though, he'd sit here a bit and shake off the glassy-eyed stare he'd got going from the hours and hours of travel, and then head out to the picnic.
[Open door, open post.]
He touched a few buttons on his omnitool and his luggage settled itself down on the floor in front of his closet. Unpacking would have to wait for now -- there was a brand new crowd of young, impressionable minds to corrupt arriving shortly. Come to think of it, he could have hung out at the spacep-- airport for a few hours and taken the shuttle with them, instead of catching a cab. Well, maybe he'd ask about that next time. Or just take Portalocity like a normal Fandomite.
He was also kicking himself for having missed the graduation ceremony. He hadn't thought it was going to be anything special, but c'mon, giant bugs and lawn gnomes? He should have been here for that!
And not only that, but he'd missed his and Eleanor's one month anniversary. He didn't think she was going to care -- or maybe even know -- but it still bothered him. He'd have to make it up to her by doing something special tonight.
First, though, he'd sit here a bit and shake off the glassy-eyed stare he'd got going from the hours and hours of travel, and then head out to the picnic.
[Open door, open post.]