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[Cassel has no idea that anything bad is happening on the ship. In fact, he has no idea where the ship is, a fact that's freaking him out considerably less than it usually would be.]

[Why? Because all around him is weirdness the likes of which he's never seen before. He's seen at least five Batmans in the crowd already, and six Lokis. It reminds him of the hustle and bustle of Carney, with everyone having something to say and something for sale, having to elbow through the crowd to get anywhere.]

[He thinks he's in love with this place.]

[Come find him anywhere at the con, where he will be walking down the booths with a shit-eating grin on his face.]

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....oh, shit. Yeah, let's do that right now.

You've seriously never been to one of these before?

Uh, no? Dad never let me go.

Why, did you?

No way. I never wanted to. Not before. It wasn't, like, a normal thing to do.

And you call yourself a nerd.

No, I call you a nerd. I call myself a nerd-in-training.

...Fair enough. I really do need to educate you further.

Well, this is as good a place as any to do it. Nerdinate me.

Sweet. This way. And fuck, we should've gotten costumes. I really wanted to cosplay the fuck out of this.

I literally have no idea what that means.

Allow me to educate you on the finer points of Nerdom, you poor, naive child.

Lead on, nerd guru.

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