After everyone was done shouting at and/or hugging him to say goodbye - and there had been a lot of both -Victor Mancha had two choices in getting from Los Angeles to BWI. The first was taking a commercial flight, which would have been reassuringly normal
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Who cared where she was? It wasn't Iceworld!
"Oi, you lot! Where can a girl get a packet of cheese and onion crisps around here?"
That where, she cared about.
[OOC: About to disappear into the land of SP for a few hours, but I wanted to get her in here before I fled!]
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"Got nowhere else to go. Might as well, 'til they figure out I don't belong and chuck me out." At least she'd be able to say she'd been to an island in Maryland. Which sounded less exciting than outer space, but only to people who'd never been to Svartos. "I'll take five minutes if anybody's running a pool."
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