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fandomtownies2017-02-09 02:09 pm
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The Perk, Thursday afternoon
Jenkins' first week in Fandom was going rather well, he felt. His conversations with the townspeople so far had ranged from only-mildly-irritating to actually-rather-interesting, and he'd gotten in an entire day of lab work yesterday without any interruptions whatsoever. He might even find his way eventually to liking it here.
And now the staff at this darling little coffee place had managed to talk him out of his usual jasmine tea and into something called a London fog.
"I tell you, I had my doubts," he said to the baristas, all of whom were crowding around as he took his first sip. "But this tastes nothing at all like that blasted pea-soup the actual city was plagued with." He took a second sip. The barista who'd prepared the tea latte clasped her hands together at her chest. "It is simply delightful."
The baristas all cheered and clapped the girl on the back. Jenkins smirked faintly into his tea.
"Don't any of the rest of you have jobs?" he asked.
The baristas scattered.
[open coffee shop! Now I wish I had earl grey tea.]
And now the staff at this darling little coffee place had managed to talk him out of his usual jasmine tea and into something called a London fog.
"I tell you, I had my doubts," he said to the baristas, all of whom were crowding around as he took his first sip. "But this tastes nothing at all like that blasted pea-soup the actual city was plagued with." He took a second sip. The barista who'd prepared the tea latte clasped her hands together at her chest. "It is simply delightful."
The baristas all cheered and clapped the girl on the back. Jenkins smirked faintly into his tea.
"Don't any of the rest of you have jobs?" he asked.
The baristas scattered.
[open coffee shop! Now I wish I had earl grey tea.]

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Once the sweet, sweet nectar of life was in his hands, Tony turned to look at the other customer in the shop. "New in town?"
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"I'll hold out hope," Tony assured him. "Tony Stark. Teacher up at the school and owner of Stark Industries."
He helpfully pointed in the vague direction of the shop in relation to the Perk.
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"Nice to meet you, Jenkins," he replied. "This semester it's civics."
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Admittedly, it was easier to double specialize when you were over 1,000 years old and not likely to die even when your experiments blew up.
"This semester? Does the school not have you focus on a particular area of expertise?"
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"It's a bit of an... eclectic school," Tony replied with a grin. "Last semester was debate."
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"The students must do marvelously in standardized tests."
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How anyone got into college was a mystery.
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Which was occasionally how they did it in Jenkins' world too.
"I admit, I'm rather impressed by teachers, generally. I haven't the temperament." That was an understatement. According to Baird, his two speeds were 'annoying' and 'cryptic'.
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Yeah, Jenkins wasn't buying that for a second.
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"And your world, how does it compare to this 'baseline' theory of yours?"
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At least his world had slightly fewer Nazis?
"And time travel. Sometimes interdimensional travel."
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Unless you were a Nazi. Even then, though. Steve's nemesis-es were... interesting.
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He'd literally just said he wasn't particularly interested.
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"Well, it's been... nice meeting you."
Sure, that word worked.
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