FANPORT OVERFLOW LOG

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WHO: ImPorts!
WHERE: Heropa's Convention Centre.
WHEN: April 14-16, from 9 AM - 12 AM every day.
WHAT: Registration is in motion alongside FanPort, the most popular imPort convention around! Come on in and see imPort-led panels, the artist's alley, cosplayers, and more! If you have any questions, or wish to amend the way we have written up your characters' panels, let us know here! The original log can be found HERE.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be changed.

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Keith Goodman

[shifting]

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[Sam is still wincing, wondering if they're going to try and give him shit for that when he gets back to the vineyard. Probably just depends on whether the couple decides to get vocal about it or not, so hopefully the news he's given the two will be distracting enough to curb any outraged impulses.

But when Keith strolls up, Sam works a smile back on, ever the businessman.]

Seems to be what I've been given. So, what can I start you with to try? A red? A white? Rosé?

[and damn, Keith, that sure is a lot of Dog Smell he's getting off you. Someone has a fluffy, furry buddy.]

[skyhiiigh]

Ah, I'm not sure. What would you recommend?

[He's not much of a drinker on his end. He'd honestly approached because he was a little worried about the commotion that was going on. But now that he's being asked about the wine he's not familiar with it by any means. The most he's ever had was champagne!]

Do people ask you about it a lot since you've been here?

[He's happy to change the subject of course, but if he knew Sam knew about John that's all they would be talking about the next couple hours.]

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Well if you're not real familiar with wine I generally recommend startin' with a rosé. [already pouring out a sample.] It's lighter, sweeter. De Chima's is good, the sweetness ain't too much, like it can be sometimes with the cheaper ones.

Here. [and he hands it out, smiling. Watching to see if his advice takes or if his stab in the dark misses completely.]

'Bout wine? ...A fair amount, I'd say. Sure. I wish I had better answers for 'em half the time, but I'm learning. We've all gotta adjust to these jobs they give us just to start out, right?

What sort did you get, when you arrived?

[skyhiiigh]

Rosé...?

[He looks at the wine, which was lighter in color. In truth he's never tried it, but he's willing to since the nice gentleman was offering him at no cost.]

You're new here are you not, sir? Ah, thank you, and thank you again.

[Receiving the sample in hand Keith took a small sip, tentatively. He even looked surprised, perhaps.]

Oh! It is good, and good again.

[Keith rubs at his head sheepishly, at the mistaken question. It was fine though.]

Well, you seem quite comfortable with it...I was more referring to your powers. But, I do not mean to pry. Still, you're right.

Ah, they gave me a job they thought suitable for me. I'm a caretaker. At the Pawfully Pampered Dog Spa.

[shifting]

I am new, yeah. That obvious?

[it probably is, honestly.]

How 'bout you? You an old-timer here? [he's met one or two of those. It still disturbs him to think that a person could be stuck here for years at a time.

Keith's enthusiasm is infectious, and Sam feels his smile turning broader, more genuine. He laughs openly at how delighted the guy seems to be with the wine.] Well, good. That was just the reaction I was lookin' for. And hey, it doesn't bother me none to talk about it. Wouldn't have let them put it on the banner if it did. I'm gettin' used to it, yeah. Makes goin' through perfume sections in stores a little harder, but I tried to stay away from those before anyway.

[oh, but what a delightful job to have!]

So you get to hang around dogs all day? Damn that's a lucky draw. I hope you're a dog person to start then.

[skyhiiigh]

No...I am new as well! I wasn't altogether certain, I suppose based on what you said earlier I thought you were.

[He didn't know of course that Kotetsu and Barnaby had been here some time. It was something he was going to find out about, all things considered. But he had no choice but to make the most of things.]

Ah, I see, I see! Then you could tell a lot from a person from just their scent, no doubt!

[He laughs himself, as he took another sip.]

Actually, I am! I feel lucky, yes very lucky indeed. My John gets a little jealous, I feel, but I try to take him on extra long walks to make up for it. He's a golden retriever. Oh! And, ah, I did not mean to be rude, I'm Keith. Keith Goodman.

[He offered his hand out to the man.]

[shifting]

More than I'm comfortable with sometimes. You'd be surprised what you can pick up with a good nose.

[Sam has gotten very good over the years at filtering, but sometimes he gets the oddest, most specific whiffs of poor diet, or arousal, or a severe lack of deodorant, and can't help but wish clothespins weren't more in style.]

You get a power or two of your own? [and probably the guy won't want to talk about it, and Sam can't blame him for that without being the world's biggest hypocrite, but it seems polite to ask.]

Sam Merlotte. Good to meet you, Keith. Did you pick up John when you came here?

HAHA hope you don't mind the insertion from the TDM

[skyhiiigh]

Considering how curious John is with his nose sometimes I wonder, I truly wonder what it must be like to be able to have such a keen sense of smell.

[But of course he can't help that curiosity of his, it came naturally. Still, he could understand how detecting certain things about people would be uncomfortable. Pregnancy in question...well. That was a happy accident, wasn't it?]

Actually, I do. But, I had them prior to coming, and so far I haven't noticed a change.

[He smiled brightly despite the nature of the question. Of course, in a world where powers were the norm, it certainly couldn't hurt to be so forward about them. He wouldn't lie in any case.]

It is my pleasure, and again my pleasure, to meet you Sam! He's been with me for several years now, from back home. Although I certainly wouldn't mind taking up another. I saw a rather handsome English Sheperd some time ago, I do wonder what happened to them. John rather liked them.

[He took another sip of his wine as if somehow it might make him find out where that dog may have ended up.]

Not at all!

[shifting]

It's an experience, for sure. But did I just hear you say you had your powers back home? Is that - normal where you're from? People just havin' abilities?

[odd, because Keith smells human. A human who definitely owns a dog, but still a human. Of course, Sookie did too, didn't she? So on second thought, maybe that wasn't the best indicator for natural abilities after all.

Somehow, Sam manages to keep the surprise from his face, the suspicion and the budding realization that follows. This guy. Sam remembers his time spent in shifts, but sometimes faces and bodies blur together. He hadn't recognized Keith when the man first approached, but now memories are flickering of a golden retriever and an eager, pleasant voice.]

Did you now? Well, if he's a stray maybe he'll come back around. Dogs always remember people who were kind to 'em.

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[skyhiiigh]

Ah, yes. There are many NEXTs where I come from. It is what makes up the HERO industry as well. HEROES are quite popular in Sternbild.

[Genetically speaking he was only different from a human in respect that he had abilities since it was a biological mutation supposedly. Some considered NEXTs to be subhuman, but that was because of leftover discrimination still existed even despite the popularity of HERO TV.

No doubt he wouldn't detect anything too abnormal, in that regard.]

I truly hope so.

[He of course has no idea that Sam was that dog, but it showed that Keith truly did love dogs. He cared a lot for John after all, and he even called him his "soul mate". John was a constant companion, and he was quite happy to have him here with him in this foreign world. He gave Keith comfort every day.]

Do you yourself have a dog?

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"NEXTs"? Can't say as I've heard that term before.

[he's having trouble picturing any of that, to be honest. A hero industry? With, what, product endorsements and television programs and -

- oh, okay, so maybe it's actually exactly like the comic book industry already is. Just the people they print on the side of soda cans are real people instead of fake. Like with the imPorts, Sam guesses. Coming here must have been like coming to another version of home for Keith, then, if the guy is already use to hero worship.]

Oddly enough, I don't. I work a lot, so I never quite considered it fair, makin' a dog wait on me like that. Had one as a kid, though. And there's a stray back home I'm on real good terms with. [well, he says stray, but that dog is probably more well-fed by everyone in Bon Temps than actual pets are.]

[skyhiiigh]

NEXTs, yes. I believe it stands for Noted Entities with eXtraordinary Talents. It's a genetic mutation that makes its possible for people like me to have powers back home, or so they've discovered.

[Very similar, indeed, given the celebrity presence and the way they practically made Heroes into a product themselves. The sponsors had to make money in order to support them, after all. It was a symbiotic relationship, and Poseidon Line had been rather kind in its treatment of Sky High.

He appreciated their help and knew their value even more so now that he could no longer be in contact with them. There's already so much he misses from home.]

Oh, I see. Well I can understand! John brings comfort to me every day. I am glad I have him. I would certainly miss him if he'd stayed back in Sternbild. And what sort of irresponsible owner would I be!

[There's certainly nothing wrong with that.]

Heh. Well, I can see how that might be. You seem like a nice man, yes indeed a nice man.

[shifting]

[there's that saying that people look like their dogs, and looking at Keith, Sam has never been more fully convinced by the theory. This guy is absolutely a golden retriever on two legs. He's had a friendly conversation with someone and already proclaimed them to be a Nice Person? Sam can practically see a tail wagging behind him.]

Well thanks, Keith, that's always good to hear. Never want to come off as an asshole. Specially not to a fellow dog lover.

I don't know if you're into wine, but the vineyard has plenty of outdoor seating if you and John ever want to stop by.

[as for the rest of it - mutations and publicity for heroes - Sam's gonna let that topic lie for now. There's enough of that going on around them at FanPort that it feels a little much. They can discuss it later maybe, if Keith takes him up on the offer.]

[skyhiiigh]

[Or was it the other way around? In this case, Sam was definitely on to something. Keith's peculiar outlook on the world was pure optimism at its finest, and he indeed had a wagging tail only Sam evidently could see.]

No, you even handled yourself well earlier.

[He was happy to see that the man hadn't tried to make a scene, but had turned it around from it getting too out of hand.]

Well, I may very well have to take you up on the offer.

[He wasn't a wine lover exactly but he was willing to try new things! It couldn't hurt, if he got to speak more with Sam.]

I would like to see it for myself. John would definitely appreciate a place to explore no doubt.