First Class Action

Upgraded

Gavin sighed tiredly as he stood in line at the airport. He'd had an early morning with a final goodbye meeting with the senior staff at the local station. It was mostly a thank you for coming all this way sort of deal. Why he'd agreed to go all the way to Dubai in the first place was beyond him. Sure, someone experienced with android integration was best suited to train personnel, but then why not send Hank and Connor? Guess the old man's not up to a twenty-nine-hour flight...Not that he could blame him. Flying economy long distance sucked. He'd at least gotten himself an aisle seat for the journey, on all three planes he'd had to get. There and back. It wouldn't be so bad. He just had to make sure he ate some decent food before he got on board and he'd be good. Mostly. His neck would be sore as fuck if he fell asleep, though that was unlikely. He'd never been good at sleeping on planes.

Check-in wasn't open yet. He'd arrived early. Really early. His queue wouldn't be opening for another hour and a half. Most other travellers either hadn't arrived or they were sitting on the chairs to save their legs. Gavin just wanted to get it over with. He paced slowly at the front of the queuing lane, keeping an eye on the slowly ticking clock. He looked up as a tall man in a smart suit approached. It was a black suit with a crisp silk tie. The suit alone looked like it cost more than his education. Gavin balked as the man raised his head and he found himself staring at Connor's face. No...not quite...This man's face was a little meaner than Connor's, and his eyes were an icy blue shade that cut right to the core. Despite looking a lot like Connor, the man had no LED. Doesn't mean he's not an android though...

Gavin looked away as the man looked at him. He'd never been good at making eye contact. It made him uncomfortable, and he was pretty sure the guy wouldn't appreciate being ogled by a commoner. He was pretty sure he was loaded, and that usually meant they had a sizable ego to go with it. It didn't surprise Gavin as the man stepped into the space for the first class queue and looked up at the board. He sighed as he checked his watch, but he seemed content to remain in place. Where this man was still, Gavin was bored and restless. He kept his hands in his pockets as he paced beside his two bags. He had a large case for clothing, and a small backpack for his laptop and sweater. That was about all he needed during the flight.

He tried not to watch the clock as he paced, keeping his eyes mostly on the shiny white floor. He couldn't help raising his head every so often to get a look at his silent companion. At first, the man had simply folded his arms and watched the clock, but as time wore on, Gavin felt those silvery eyes upon him more and more often. It wasn't at the stage that it was weird yet. He was probably just glancing his way because he wouldn't stop pacing, and his old sneakers were squeaking on the laminated flooring. Thinking he may be annoying the man, Gavin stopped beside his case and faced away from him. Oh shit! Did I remember my power cable? He had a bad habit of forgetting the cable when he was in a hurry, and he'd charged his laptop at the hotel the night before. He bent over to look in his backpack, which he'd placed on the floor beside his case. A quick rummage confirmed that he'd remembered. He let out a small sigh of relief as he zipped the bag and straightened up. That's one less thing to worry about...

Since he'd stopped pacing, and he'd already had one bad thought already, Gavin decided to check the rest. He bent over again to open the front section of his bag, where he kept smaller items, like his phone charger. His passport and ticket papers were ready, as was his work visa. That was good. He'd remembered everything. He checked the ticket on his bag, just to make sure he'd definitely written his address right and his contact number was up to date. He also had one of the complimentary bottles of water from the hotel. I'll drink that now so it doesn't go to waste. He settled in a crouch as he twisted the cap, turning his head to look around the room. He was surprised to find the man from first class openly staring at him. Was he...Gavin almost scoffed at the thought. No guy with that kind of life is going to check out my scrawny ass! Why would he? The guy could probably buy an army of Traci androids for that sort of thing. Well, could have, before the revolution and shit. Having said that, it was still legal to own androids outside the USA.