[center] [h3][color=00aeef] Jason [/color][/h3][/center]
[hr]
Jason had found himself a seat, having made sure Whimsy and himself had arrived [I]just[/I] too late for their flight. They were, naturally, redirected to another flight with room for two extras that would take them to Atlanta.... That left in 5 hours. He patted the poor attendant who had had to deal with that, insisting it was quite alright. He must've been intimidated by Jason's size.

None the less, they'd found a place to wait casually by one of the tram entrances. Quick and easy access, even without his power. And, of course, it was right next to where their gear was stashed.

All according to plan.

At least until the Bluetooth spoke up with Chatterbox's information. [Color=00aeef]"Noted. On standby,"[/color] he said quietly, leaning back. [Color=00aeef]"Ready?"[/color] he asked Whimsy.