Room 512, Sunday night
Between her trick-or-treating rounds and her txt conversation with Dinah, it was a bit late when Momoko returned to her room. As quietly as she could, she set her candy bags in her closet and grabbed a small duffel bag, tossing a few days worth of clothes in it. She set it on her bed, then grabbed her phone and, after a moment's hesitation, ran into the bathroom with it.
The voice on the phone at Portalocity sounded very sympathetic as she repeated to Momoko that she was unable to book her a portal immediately to New Gotham. Oh, wait, no. Apathetic was the word. Even after Momoko described the situation and why she needed to get to her friend's side immediately.
"Is she in danger of committing suicide or homicide?" The woman's bored voice finally asked. "If so, we can authorize an agent of the company to step through and contact local authorities..."
"No," Momoko gave a frustrated sigh and rubbed her forehead. "No, Dinah wouldn't do that. She'd probably beat up a few people, but that's it. Maybe go jumping rooftops, if Miss Barbara lets her. Why can't you just open a small portal for me, then? I don't really even care if I get back before classes or anything."
"I'm sorry," the woman sounded anything but, as she once again repeated her refusal. "The next open timeframe for a new client portal from your current location to your desired location is Wednesday morning."
Wednesday. Momoko's grip tightened around the phone, trying not to raise her voice in case Spock was attempting to sleep. "Is there anything sooner?"
There was a sigh and then heavy tapping of keys from the other side of the line, then: "You can get to Gotham on Monday, but not the same universe. Or to Blüdhaven in that same universe, Tuesday night."
Momoko rolled her eyes. "It has to be the same universe! That's kind of the point! And I don't even know where the other place you said even IS!"
"You asked for options, ma'am." That reply was a bit snippy and short.
"Fine. I'll take the Wednesday morning one," Momoko snapped back, finalizing the 'purchase', before heading back into the room to unpack. Well, she wouldn't miss classes, now?
Three days... She was such a horrible friend.
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The voice on the phone at Portalocity sounded very sympathetic as she repeated to Momoko that she was unable to book her a portal immediately to New Gotham. Oh, wait, no. Apathetic was the word. Even after Momoko described the situation and why she needed to get to her friend's side immediately.
"Is she in danger of committing suicide or homicide?" The woman's bored voice finally asked. "If so, we can authorize an agent of the company to step through and contact local authorities..."
"No," Momoko gave a frustrated sigh and rubbed her forehead. "No, Dinah wouldn't do that. She'd probably beat up a few people, but that's it. Maybe go jumping rooftops, if Miss Barbara lets her. Why can't you just open a small portal for me, then? I don't really even care if I get back before classes or anything."
"I'm sorry," the woman sounded anything but, as she once again repeated her refusal. "The next open timeframe for a new client portal from your current location to your desired location is Wednesday morning."
Wednesday. Momoko's grip tightened around the phone, trying not to raise her voice in case Spock was attempting to sleep. "Is there anything sooner?"
There was a sigh and then heavy tapping of keys from the other side of the line, then: "You can get to Gotham on Monday, but not the same universe. Or to Blüdhaven in that same universe, Tuesday night."
Momoko rolled her eyes. "It has to be the same universe! That's kind of the point! And I don't even know where the other place you said even IS!"
"You asked for options, ma'am." That reply was a bit snippy and short.
"Fine. I'll take the Wednesday morning one," Momoko snapped back, finalizing the 'purchase', before heading back into the room to unpack. Well, she wouldn't miss classes, now?
Three days... She was such a horrible friend.
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