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Post by Krogstad Saber on Apr 22, 2006 20:02:31 GMT
The plane touched down but nobody moved, except for Krogstad. The passengers were completly motionless, unblinking and statue-like.
Krogstad thanked the still air hostess, locked in a trance, staring in front of her.
He let himself out, no sooner had he touched the tarmac of the pavement, the plane burst into life again, not even aware that they were completly still for hours, not even aware that their psyker friend even existed.
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Ory
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Only The Good Die Young
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Post by Ory on Apr 30, 2006 16:53:50 GMT
Ory braced himself as the plane touched down. He was never a big fan of flying as it was, but in this storm it made things a hell of alot worse. Finally the plane screached to a halt about a quarter from the end of the runway and began to turn, slowly at first then moved into taxi all the way to the passenger tunnel, suspended above the wet tarmac waiting for the passengers.
He uncliped his belt and reached up for his suitcase from the luggage overhang.
Some kid barged past him and he muttered something before walking in the line of people from the plane.
Thunder rumbled around the city.
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Ursun
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If There Was No Evil In Our World, Then We Would Be Lost
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Post by Ursun on Apr 30, 2006 22:27:47 GMT
As the plane grinded to a halt, Ursun emerged from the plane toilets wiping her blood stained lips. As the rest of the passengers looked at her in disillusion, she raises her finger to her mouth and massages her bottom lip. A tint of red dripped onto her middle finger and slowly she places it into her mouth.
The stewardess shakes her head as she evacuates the remaining passengers. Ursun gave a sly grin, and slowly followed the passages off the plane.
Ursun's charm mesmerized the guards at the airport's gates, as she whispered words into their ears she slipped her hand into their blue jackets and pulled out their wallets, as she did she slipped them into her cleavage and slowly walked away.
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Bradely
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Hate the game not the player
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Post by Bradely on May 2, 2006 19:48:06 GMT
Bradely felt his seat lurch forward again and the voice of the kid behind him went through him. It wasn't long now until he be safe here. The plane thundered down the runway and finally stopped. Bradely was the first one off. He picked his rucksack up and walked down the boarding ramp.
He swiftly walked through the airport and he snarled at the metal detectors. Bradley's turn was next and he stepped through. The alarm rang slightly and Bradely picked his rucksack up and pushed the guard. Another one tried to halt him but for his trouble he was elbowed in the face.
Bradely ran through the main doors and ran infront of a taxi. The taxi hit Bradley sending him rolling over the yellow cab. A asian got out and started to screaming noticed the man he hit was gone.
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Post by achantha on May 8, 2006 18:39:43 GMT
Achantha wandered through the duty free shops that were on the way back but finding nothing of interest walked out and across the busy street, dodging the traffic as it flew about her. A glint of metal apeared under her long black leather jacket for a second but it was hidden and she stormed away, people in the street dodging past her. She pulled out a cigarette and placed it in her mouth, a little of her red lipstick stained the end. She found her zippo from her other pocket and flicked it open, lighting the cigarette. She coughed gently as she did so, it had been a long time since she had last smoked but she didn't intend to make it regular. She stood silently in an alleyway by the airport, running her fingers over the pattern on her zippo, which was almost worn down from use. It was an intricatly shaped pentagram, symbols and small holy scriptures littered the outside. After she finished her cigarette she moved on, walking away down the street.
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Post by Arthaliah on May 10, 2006 16:57:45 GMT
Arthaliah's plane gently bumped onto the runway, jolting the young woman awake. She looked arround the excecutive jet and sighed. Although she was glad that the Holy See had chosen her for this mission she wished she could of traveled on an ordinary chartered flight. The Pope's personal excecutive jet tended to draw a lot of attention.
Arthaliah sighed again and stood up, her standard issue red Iscariot agency top, with it's white crucifix emblazoned across the chest, made her itch. She tied her rapier at her waist and hid her shurkins about her person before deisembarking the plane.
A single custom's officer approached her and she flipped out her official Section 13 badge.
"Agent Norad, Section 13" she said sternly, not intending to give the officer any more time than was necessary.
"I aint never heard of no 'Section 13'. " the officer challenged.
"That is because we are a top secret agency and you would be well advised to keep our arrival under your hat." Arthaliah retorted.
"Unless you want eternal damnation..."
The officer swallowed nearvously.
"Go right through Agent..." he said softly.
Arthaliah nodded and marched through the airport.
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Post by Laigrek on May 19, 2006 11:55:40 GMT
In disguise of a human, Lakatoa found it hard to do things the human way. He stumbled to the stairs of the jet and looked out over the airport, he smiled as the slight breeze blew his hair back. He walked forth off the jet and touched the jet black tarmac, he didnt carry any cargo so he walked further through the airport and out through the exit.
He nodded to the humans as he passed but they didn't smile back, he took the fact that fitting in around here wasn't going to be a walk in the park. He called upon the nearest taxi which braked skidding to the pavement almost hitting an elderly women. *Disgraceful, this town is in need of great healing* he murmered to himself. He got into the taxi and without need of saying anything the taxi fled off onto the high way.
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Shaoran
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The worlds are so vast, and there so many, there must be another 'You' out there somewhere.
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Post by Shaoran on May 21, 2006 14:10:49 GMT
Shaoran disembarked from the plane. He had heard of this city before but had never been here, he shrugged his shoulder pushing his rucksack back onto his back and jumped off the ramp onto the runway, before hastily moving towards the baggage pickup in the main part of the airport.
Shaoran waited for almost an hour then finally his last and only other bag arrived it was black cylinder shaped item he picked it up, quickly examined the conents within then left the airport through the main doors. He passed by the taxi ranks and walked off into the city.
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Post by daniel06 on May 23, 2006 19:37:23 GMT
Selikath sat pationtly on the plane as it landed, when it landed everyone started to disembark. He pushed his way through the crowd hitting the people with his heavy bag, whilst reaching the steps he pushed the passenger infront of him and he fell forward hitting the ground with shear force. While the paramedics were seeing to the fallen man Selikath stumbled forward off the plane and headed to the air ports exit. While he was walking he lifted his heavy bag and threw it over his shoulder whilst still holding the strap.
As he walked people stared at his muscular body as he passed, his biceps popped out of his tight t-shirt. He grunted at each of the citizans and followed out of the airport.
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Selikath
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elite demon
Born from the ashes of hell
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Post by Selikath on May 23, 2006 19:50:45 GMT
Selikath sat pationtly on the plane as it landed, when it landed everyone started to disembark. He pushed his way through the crowd hitting the people with his heavy bag, whilst reaching the steps he pushed the passenger infront of him and he fell forward hitting the ground with shear force. While the paramedics were seeing to the fallen man Selikath stumbled forward off the plane and headed to the air ports exit. While he was walking he lifted his heavy bag and threw it over his shoulder whilst still holding the strap.
As he walked people stared at his muscular body as he passed, his biceps popped out of his tight t-shirt. He grunted at each of the citizans and followed out of the airport.
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Post by Deige on May 30, 2006 4:02:22 GMT
Another new place. Another memory already forgotten.
The lustful mistress slowly slinked off the plane she had snuck onto, the man who sat next to her following close behind, with a satisfied grin.
The imp never did too well in these public situations, getting stares, gestures, comments. The whole deal. She didnt care though. It was familiar and the whole 'the more men notice me the more I love myself' deal worked for her.
Her partner soon departed to the calls and waves of another woman companied by children. He didn’t hesitate to give Deige a piece of parchment with some personal information acquired to it. He smiled, and brushed pasted her.
"Im coming, honey!" Her yelled to her, caring his bags.
Deige laughed. Oh, how sad the humans yearn for lust lingers. But she wasn’t one to talk being all less than half human and everything.
She proceeded away from that area, her monstrous hips batting back on forth as her clothing led little to nothing to the imagination. It just screamed, 'FUCK ME'. And so did she. Surly a odd creature this imp is. Not demonic, nor pure in any way. She was a dangerous one.
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Ellatar
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Heroes Are Those Who Suffer Faith is Eternal. Loyalty is Endless. Dedication is permanent
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Post by Ellatar on Jun 10, 2006 19:40:25 GMT
The high pitched sound of the planes engines whined and finally began to fade as the passangers began to disembark. One in particular was happy at the sight of solid ground.
Ellatar strode down off the walkway onto solid ground, boots gently kicking it a few times to make sure it was real. * How anyone flies on these things is beyond me, the people flying them must be adle brained it wasn't a smooth ride as they had promised.* Thinking with a little dark humor and irony as he took his rucksack hefting it on his shoulder and leaving.
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Post by taris on Jun 11, 2006 22:28:35 GMT
Taris crept from the plane and instead of heading through the airport she headed for the back fence scaling it easily.
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Inquisitor Lysander
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Enemies arise during conflict, just make sure I am not yours
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Post by Inquisitor Lysander on Jun 13, 2006 19:08:49 GMT
The plane had been vacant for thirty minutes now and the officials were starting to wonder what had happaned on the plane. Meanwhile back in the interior of the plane Lysander aimed his colt at the pilot. "You have escaped justice for many years now." The pilot dry swallowed and Lysander left out a deafening shot. "May your soul rest." He said softly and exited the plane.
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Post by lorna on Jun 15, 2006 21:41:36 GMT
The plane bumped onto the runway. As it pulled to a stop the passengers started to get off one by one.
Minutes passed and the pilot emerged from the cockpit.
He waved to the stewardess's and left the plane.
As he got into a taxi a scream pierced the runway, the stewardess ran out of the plane.
"THE PILOTS ARE DEAD!" She screamed.
The taxi driver looked back. "Where to sir?...Oh! I... Mean ma'am..."
The woman had blue skin, red hair and yellow eyes.
"Chepi. And step on it!"
The taxi roared off to its destination.
Lorna Frost smiled as the taxi left the airport.
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