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Eve Brea ([personal profile] little_rib) wrote2013-08-13 06:23 pm
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✱ High Flyers ✱

[ooc: Sorry for taking a while <3 Yes I'm bringing in some older AU Eve, but I do look to destroying this airport too ^^ BWAHAHAHA. ]

Stuck at the airport while she waited for an incoming flight to land, Eve Brea took a seat near the larger of the three boarding gates, impatiently drumming her fingers over her knees. She tried to reign in her patience, but of all the times the flight could have been delayed, it had to be on the day 'he' arrived.

Just her luck...

And it wasn't long before she was checking the screen above the gate, staring at it only to get annoyed, then stare it some more. It felt like madness, watching each number flip to the next and knowing there was still an hour of waiting to go. If only the whims of linear time would work for her, she would be happy, but at this rate, it was going to be one freakish and annoying long hour.

Resigning to that fact at last, she simply set her hands in her lap and took a deep breath, watching others greet their loved ones with a dissapointed glare. It wasn't until five minutes before the plane was due did she perk up any, but before the plane even came into view, something incredible happened... Everything went dark.
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[personal profile] little_rib 2013-11-01 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
After several minutes of sitting stock still, a layer of sweat coating his forehead as his stump was left hanging, shaking, it took him some to find his feet, even when both girls eventually chipped into to help him stay upright. It wasn't his fault, but they couldn't help it either. It was, what it was - and what it was, was a crappy situation. Everything rational he had once credited himself for was gone in the face of unadulterated shock.

"Wait." The semi-jovial bantering was cut in two, stark seriousness over riding whatever the older couple were talking about. Eve had something important to say, even if the helpful stranger understood very little of it. "Peirce... what happened to the people on flight 457? Are they ok? Did they re-route?"
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[personal profile] mitochondriaaya 2013-11-01 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
"We can't stop, Eve, we have to move." Aya note,d not unkindly. She gt the man moving toward the roof exit, or at least in the direction of the rood exit, then reached back to pull her sister along.

"Keep moving kid," Pierce agreed. "457 plowed into the airport." No way to really sugar coat that. He knew she expected her boy to be on that flight and..."I'll check flight records though alright? Maybe he got food poisoning or something. Just keep moving."
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[personal profile] little_rib 2013-11-05 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
457 plowed into the airport? That meant. He was. She would...

"What?"

Eve's heart bumped hard in her chest. She didn’t know what had befallen those around her, but their black humor didn’t fool her. Didn't fool anyone. Nope, not at all. She didn’t need super senses to ferret out that Peirce was being Peirce. Only this time it... really wasn't funny.

"That's not a joke Pierce." Sad desperation pulled back on the speed, but they were still edging forward, still moving in the right direction.

"Quit kidding around..."
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[personal profile] mitochondriaaya 2013-11-07 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a joke kiddo," Pierce admitted softly. "It's not a joke at all. Three planes have hit the airport today, one of them was 457."

Aya dropped the man's arm as something big plowed through the shufflers, another creepy tongue thing. Rather than try to outrun it with the group they had she grabbed it's tongue, glared, and let fire crawl up the long, slimy thing. Like lighting the fuse on dynamite the poor thing panicked and tried to put it's head out. "No jokes, Eve. We'll get details when we can. Keep moving."
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[personal profile] little_rib 2013-11-08 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Pulled down by the excess weight, Eve's already shaky legs gave way. Both her and the stranger fell, unable to stay upright, especially given his frame of mind. Luckily, her hands kept them from a complete stand still. One arm after the other she dragged herself foward, eyes teary but determined to tote the guy in the right direction.

Aya could always pull up the slack later.
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[personal profile] mitochondriaaya 2013-11-15 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, she was on 'keep us alive' duty for now though. "BOTH OF YOU STAND UP!" She snapped, steel in her voice. "I know you both can, snap out of it and STAND!" Because crawling and dragging? The shufflers would catch up. Without Eve doing shields while Aya attacked she had to divide her attention...

"Not joking kiddo. Stand up. You're stronger than this and smack the guy into shape if you have to, but no one is getting out at this rate," Pierce added to the order from Aya. "I'm showing more movement on airport cameras than I like and you're some of the only survivors." That made them targets.

Great. Big. Targets.

Don't mind the wave of heat and ash behind you Eve? That was Aya buying some time for them before coming to haul the man up by the collar of his shirt. "Tap the adrenaline and get moving, both of you!"
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