More oh the story (an ongoing thing with lizbeth)
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It was the epitome of wealth and finery. The chairs were at least a yard apart, covered in a faux leather material that gave you the feeling of sitting in a well worn leather armchair. Piano music played softly in the background, covered the barely noticeable drone of the 747’s twin engines. Stewardesses moved in the aisles between the three rows of seats, carrying with them bubbling glasses of champagne and hot towels.
Yumi had never been more astounded in her life.
“They give you free booze,” she remarked in an awed sort of voice, watching the nearest steward pouring a glass of champagne for Dais. “Spiffy.”
Cori looked up from her book long enough to shoot the girl a warning glare. Aithne followed suit.
“Yumi, you’re not getting any,” Aithne warned her, holding up a single finger. A trail of fire flickered around it menacingly.
“Oh yes I am.”
Aithne sighed, then held a hand out, waving to a Stewardess. “Ma’am, we’re all underage here. Could we just have some water?”
The woman smiled indulgently. “Sure, dears. I’ll tell the others not to bother you.” With a motherly look, she shuffled off into the kitchen.
Aithne smiled superiority in Yumi’s direction, then replaced the headphones over her ears, ignoring the evil look Yumi shot in her direction.
“Bloody squares,” she muttered under her breath. Neither Cori nor Aithne took any notice.
Yumi stood and moved away from the two girls who were ignoring her. “Fine. If you won’t help me then I’ll just con someone else to get me some of it. It shouldn’t be to hard.”
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“No. I will do no such thing. There is no way. If you get to much you would bring the whole plane down.” Anubis looked away from her pouting face. She always made it hard on him when he told her no but some thing just had to be done. And there was no way he was getting both Aithne and Cori mad at him. He wasn’t crazy.
“But ‘Nubis you love me. How can you say no to some one you love? I’ll you a big kiss.” Yumi moved over and plopped in his lap. “Please with a cherry on top.”
“No, no, no. You will not have any and there is nothing that you can say that will change anyone’s mind in this matter. And stop trying to make me feel sympathetic. It won’t work, my sense of survival is much stronger.”
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“Survival,” Yumi looked puzzled for a few moments. Then she snickered. “Anubis, don’t tell me you’re afraid of Cori and Aithne!”
“As well I should be,” the man grumbled in response, looking petulant. “One wrong move and we could all be falling thirty thousand feet as flaming wreckage. Or I could end up with my head, and quite possibly a more sensitive portion of my anatomy, chopped off by lady honor over there.”
“Oh come on,” Yumi giggled, looking absolutely devilish. “They’re pushovers. And you’re at least several hundred years older than them.”
“He’s just a wuss,” Dais muttered in his champagne.
Anubis glared. “Look who’s talking, Mr. I’m-not-even-going-to-admit-I-like-the-girl-I-like-because-she’ll-kick-my-ass.”
“You take that back,” Dais growled, looking menacing. Yumi began to get the feeling this was *not* a good direction for the conversation to be heading in.
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“Why should I? You think it’s funny when you make humorous comments that hold truth. Why can’t I?” Anubis looked at then man leaning over the chair in front of him.
“Because you’re an up tight prick that talks like that. You should really try to relax some time.” Seckmet hissed from next to Dais.
“What is this? Pick on Anubis day. I do not fine this the least bit amusing. No go away.” Anubis scowled and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Yeah leave him alone. He’s had less experience as a normal person. First a corrupt warrior, then an evil warlord, next a monk, and last a father figure for a girl who looks older then he does and most likely acts older. Give him some slack. He can’t help the fact that he’s just ignorant.” Cale laughed lightly next to Anubis.
“Ass.” Yumi smiled as she heard the whispered comment. “You guys should watch out I could always give him some good lessons on getting even.” Then she laughed evilly.
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She leaned forward, grinning wickedly. “And all of you seem to forget, he’s one step ahead of you. He’s already got the girl.” With a wink, she disappeared back down the aisle, leaving Anubis smirking and the remaining Warlords staring.
“There, my friends, goes a force of pure evil,” Cale intoned, shuddering melodramatically.
“Isn’t she great,” Anubis chuckled.
(Meanwhile)
“How is it that Sage got alcohol while none of the rest of us did,” Becca demanded, watching the blond haired boy take a sip from his glass.
“It’s because he’s a shameless hedonist,” Cori muttered under her breath from the row behind, looking disapproving.
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“Yeah well since I’m his girlfriend I should go be a shameless hedonist with him. ” Becca walked over to where Sage sat with Rowen. His ears were covered with a pair of headphones and his eyes were closed. Slowly and ever so gently Becca moved to the area that controlled the settings for the headphones.
As quick as she could Becca changed the station to the punk rock station that she had found and hit the volume up.
She just watched as Sage shot out of the chair and ripped the headphones off. “What was that for?!”
“Just wanted to see if you were awake, hun. You’re slow response I guess means that you were actually sleeping. So you do show some human traits after all. I am greatly impressed. What were you listening to?” She sat on the floor in front of the chair that he had calmly sat down in once again.
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“The Best of Broadway,” Sage said, returning the settings to their former levels.
Rowen chuckled. “Got to hand it to you, Sage. It takes guts to admit that.”
“I think it’s cute,” defended Becca, grinning. “It would kick ass if stuff like that actually happened. Can you imagine walking down the street of Tokyo and suddenly everyone around you breaking out into song?”
“And then getting run over by a car,” added Rowen. There was a small chuckle from the row behind. He looked back, grinning. “That goes for Newsies too, Cori.”
“I’d like to see *you* try to Irish step dance on cobblestones in Times Square,” was the blithe response.
“Would you respect me if I did?”
“No.”
He shrugged, turning back to his book. “Then why bother?”
Yumi’s voice interrupted from behind. “You know, she only watches that movie because she thinks-“ There was a dull thud followed by a exclamation of pain.
“I do not,” was the cool response.
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Aithne looked up from her own book. “Nah, she just wants to memorize all the songs so she can drive us nuts by singing them as often as she can. Next she’ll be studying the dance steps and tap dancing around the house. If you ask me it a waste of time and if you start singing now some help me...”
“I had no intention to but keep it up and I will. Now go back to balancing the books.”
“Aithne, no work. That was the deal. If you were going to come you had to leave the work behind.” Yumi came over and pulled away the logs that sat in front of Aithne.
“Hey. Listen, I can’t just ditch it all. When we get off the plane I will but right now I need to finish this up. Now give it back.” Aithne tried to reach for the books but was stopped by Ryo who had joined the little group after he had seen Sage jump out of his seat. The violet-eyed girl just glared at him with eyes that no longer held ice. “This is unfair odds. Cori give me some help her.”
“You just insulted my movie. I will do no such thing as to help you.”
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“Okay, fine,” Yumi said, exasperated. “It takes talent to step dance in the streets of New York. Now help me?”
Cori looked indecisive. “And I don’t watch it because I think Christian Bayle is hot.”
Yumi blinked. “You don’t? Then why the hell do you watch it?”
“Never mind,” Cori sighed, giving it up as a hopeless cause. “Aithne, no books. It would be in insult to Sage’s hospitality.”
“Ask me if I care,” was the terse response, as she again reached for the account books. “Give me my damn papers!”
“No,” Ryo grinned, pulling them back. “In fact, I think these’ll stay with me for the rest of the trip.”
Aithne glare at him and slowly rose to her feet, staring the boy menacingly in the eye. “I know where you sleep,” she growled. “And I know the combination lock on your luggage.”
“Last time I brag to you about anything,” Yumi muttered.
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Ryo facefaults, “What were you doing in my luggage? Are you some type of voyeur? Wacko. Well, who said that I would keep them in my luggage?”
“And where would you keep it?”
“Why would I tell you that? See this thing that were on is called a vacation. You relax on a vacation”
“No this thing that were on now is called a plane, Ryo. The plane ride is not part of the vacation. It’s the in between time. So you do some work and some relaxing.” Aithne stood with her hands on her hips still glaring at him.
“You have a weird sense of logic. Here I know. Cale you take them. She won’t go in your room.” Ryo passed them over to the blue-haired man sitting across from them.
“God damn it. I would try to burn the place but then I could possibly burn the logs. You ass.” She sat back down and pulled out her reading book.
“You know you love me.”
“Not right now. Right now I’m just waiting for the right time to put your head on a stake. And believe me my revenge will come in time.” As she went to reading her book on vampires, werewolves and other horror creatures.
“Yeah and that’s what she said to us.” Dais muttered.
“Believe me your time is coming, grandpa.”
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“Upstart youth,” Dias muttered, with all the dignity of his 400 years. “Someday you’re going to get us all into trouble.”
“Someday?” Yumi looked incredulous. “Where the hell have you been?”
“Regardless, there’s very little she’ll be able to destroy once we’ve landed,” Sage commented idly, joining the conversation. “The US is a pretty benign place.”
“Only if you don’t know where to look,” Yumi said aside. Cori glared at her, and punctuated it with another slap with the back of her book.
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(New)
"Hey would you cut that out for just a little bit. We told Aithne to relax now it's your turn. RELAX! Be a little loose cause hun we're on a vacation and that means, dare I say it, you should have fun."
"I do have fun. Smiting you is fun." Cori lookied at Yumi as if she should know that then went back to her book.
"It's not fun when your always being smited or smote or how ever you say it. GRRRR you need to stop being miss- I-higher-then-you-because-of-honor-and-other-crap-like-that."
"HAHAHA isn't that just saying she has a stick up her butt." Becca walked over having gotton a glass of champagne.
"I do not have a stick up my butt. I have honor and we need some one to balance out all of you people with your loose morals." Coriander frowned at the girl mildly insulted.
"Hey speak for yourself. I don't have loose morals. Don't put everyone in the same boat." Aithne crossed her arms over her chest from where she now sat next to Ryo trying to get the book back.
"No you just have a differnt way of interpritating those set morals. You jump from when to leave them be to when you twist them to fit you." Cori would have comtinued if not for the pillow that was thrown her way. "Okay now that's it." Cori stood took the pillow and walked over to Aithne. "Does this belong to you?"
"Maybe." She smircked up at the african girl. "So what if it is?"
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Cori hit Aithne over the head with the hard airline pillow. "That's what happens if it is."
It was the epitome of wealth and finery. The chairs were at least a yard apart, covered in a faux leather material that gave you the feeling of sitting in a well worn leather armchair. Piano music played softly in the background, covered the barely noticeable drone of the 747’s twin engines. Stewardesses moved in the aisles between the three rows of seats, carrying with them bubbling glasses of champagne and hot towels.
Yumi had never been more astounded in her life.
“They give you free booze,” she remarked in an awed sort of voice, watching the nearest steward pouring a glass of champagne for Dais. “Spiffy.”
Cori looked up from her book long enough to shoot the girl a warning glare. Aithne followed suit.
“Yumi, you’re not getting any,” Aithne warned her, holding up a single finger. A trail of fire flickered around it menacingly.
“Oh yes I am.”
Aithne sighed, then held a hand out, waving to a Stewardess. “Ma’am, we’re all underage here. Could we just have some water?”
The woman smiled indulgently. “Sure, dears. I’ll tell the others not to bother you.” With a motherly look, she shuffled off into the kitchen.
Aithne smiled superiority in Yumi’s direction, then replaced the headphones over her ears, ignoring the evil look Yumi shot in her direction.
“Bloody squares,” she muttered under her breath. Neither Cori nor Aithne took any notice.
Yumi stood and moved away from the two girls who were ignoring her. “Fine. If you won’t help me then I’ll just con someone else to get me some of it. It shouldn’t be to hard.”
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“No. I will do no such thing. There is no way. If you get to much you would bring the whole plane down.” Anubis looked away from her pouting face. She always made it hard on him when he told her no but some thing just had to be done. And there was no way he was getting both Aithne and Cori mad at him. He wasn’t crazy.
“But ‘Nubis you love me. How can you say no to some one you love? I’ll you a big kiss.” Yumi moved over and plopped in his lap. “Please with a cherry on top.”
“No, no, no. You will not have any and there is nothing that you can say that will change anyone’s mind in this matter. And stop trying to make me feel sympathetic. It won’t work, my sense of survival is much stronger.”
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“Survival,” Yumi looked puzzled for a few moments. Then she snickered. “Anubis, don’t tell me you’re afraid of Cori and Aithne!”
“As well I should be,” the man grumbled in response, looking petulant. “One wrong move and we could all be falling thirty thousand feet as flaming wreckage. Or I could end up with my head, and quite possibly a more sensitive portion of my anatomy, chopped off by lady honor over there.”
“Oh come on,” Yumi giggled, looking absolutely devilish. “They’re pushovers. And you’re at least several hundred years older than them.”
“He’s just a wuss,” Dais muttered in his champagne.
Anubis glared. “Look who’s talking, Mr. I’m-not-even-going-to-admit-I-like-the-girl-I-like-because-she’ll-kick-my-ass.”
“You take that back,” Dais growled, looking menacing. Yumi began to get the feeling this was *not* a good direction for the conversation to be heading in.
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“Why should I? You think it’s funny when you make humorous comments that hold truth. Why can’t I?” Anubis looked at then man leaning over the chair in front of him.
“Because you’re an up tight prick that talks like that. You should really try to relax some time.” Seckmet hissed from next to Dais.
“What is this? Pick on Anubis day. I do not fine this the least bit amusing. No go away.” Anubis scowled and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Yeah leave him alone. He’s had less experience as a normal person. First a corrupt warrior, then an evil warlord, next a monk, and last a father figure for a girl who looks older then he does and most likely acts older. Give him some slack. He can’t help the fact that he’s just ignorant.” Cale laughed lightly next to Anubis.
“Ass.” Yumi smiled as she heard the whispered comment. “You guys should watch out I could always give him some good lessons on getting even.” Then she laughed evilly.
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She leaned forward, grinning wickedly. “And all of you seem to forget, he’s one step ahead of you. He’s already got the girl.” With a wink, she disappeared back down the aisle, leaving Anubis smirking and the remaining Warlords staring.
“There, my friends, goes a force of pure evil,” Cale intoned, shuddering melodramatically.
“Isn’t she great,” Anubis chuckled.
(Meanwhile)
“How is it that Sage got alcohol while none of the rest of us did,” Becca demanded, watching the blond haired boy take a sip from his glass.
“It’s because he’s a shameless hedonist,” Cori muttered under her breath from the row behind, looking disapproving.
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“Yeah well since I’m his girlfriend I should go be a shameless hedonist with him. ” Becca walked over to where Sage sat with Rowen. His ears were covered with a pair of headphones and his eyes were closed. Slowly and ever so gently Becca moved to the area that controlled the settings for the headphones.
As quick as she could Becca changed the station to the punk rock station that she had found and hit the volume up.
She just watched as Sage shot out of the chair and ripped the headphones off. “What was that for?!”
“Just wanted to see if you were awake, hun. You’re slow response I guess means that you were actually sleeping. So you do show some human traits after all. I am greatly impressed. What were you listening to?” She sat on the floor in front of the chair that he had calmly sat down in once again.
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“The Best of Broadway,” Sage said, returning the settings to their former levels.
Rowen chuckled. “Got to hand it to you, Sage. It takes guts to admit that.”
“I think it’s cute,” defended Becca, grinning. “It would kick ass if stuff like that actually happened. Can you imagine walking down the street of Tokyo and suddenly everyone around you breaking out into song?”
“And then getting run over by a car,” added Rowen. There was a small chuckle from the row behind. He looked back, grinning. “That goes for Newsies too, Cori.”
“I’d like to see *you* try to Irish step dance on cobblestones in Times Square,” was the blithe response.
“Would you respect me if I did?”
“No.”
He shrugged, turning back to his book. “Then why bother?”
Yumi’s voice interrupted from behind. “You know, she only watches that movie because she thinks-“ There was a dull thud followed by a exclamation of pain.
“I do not,” was the cool response.
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Aithne looked up from her own book. “Nah, she just wants to memorize all the songs so she can drive us nuts by singing them as often as she can. Next she’ll be studying the dance steps and tap dancing around the house. If you ask me it a waste of time and if you start singing now some help me...”
“I had no intention to but keep it up and I will. Now go back to balancing the books.”
“Aithne, no work. That was the deal. If you were going to come you had to leave the work behind.” Yumi came over and pulled away the logs that sat in front of Aithne.
“Hey. Listen, I can’t just ditch it all. When we get off the plane I will but right now I need to finish this up. Now give it back.” Aithne tried to reach for the books but was stopped by Ryo who had joined the little group after he had seen Sage jump out of his seat. The violet-eyed girl just glared at him with eyes that no longer held ice. “This is unfair odds. Cori give me some help her.”
“You just insulted my movie. I will do no such thing as to help you.”
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“Okay, fine,” Yumi said, exasperated. “It takes talent to step dance in the streets of New York. Now help me?”
Cori looked indecisive. “And I don’t watch it because I think Christian Bayle is hot.”
Yumi blinked. “You don’t? Then why the hell do you watch it?”
“Never mind,” Cori sighed, giving it up as a hopeless cause. “Aithne, no books. It would be in insult to Sage’s hospitality.”
“Ask me if I care,” was the terse response, as she again reached for the account books. “Give me my damn papers!”
“No,” Ryo grinned, pulling them back. “In fact, I think these’ll stay with me for the rest of the trip.”
Aithne glare at him and slowly rose to her feet, staring the boy menacingly in the eye. “I know where you sleep,” she growled. “And I know the combination lock on your luggage.”
“Last time I brag to you about anything,” Yumi muttered.
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Ryo facefaults, “What were you doing in my luggage? Are you some type of voyeur? Wacko. Well, who said that I would keep them in my luggage?”
“And where would you keep it?”
“Why would I tell you that? See this thing that were on is called a vacation. You relax on a vacation”
“No this thing that were on now is called a plane, Ryo. The plane ride is not part of the vacation. It’s the in between time. So you do some work and some relaxing.” Aithne stood with her hands on her hips still glaring at him.
“You have a weird sense of logic. Here I know. Cale you take them. She won’t go in your room.” Ryo passed them over to the blue-haired man sitting across from them.
“God damn it. I would try to burn the place but then I could possibly burn the logs. You ass.” She sat back down and pulled out her reading book.
“You know you love me.”
“Not right now. Right now I’m just waiting for the right time to put your head on a stake. And believe me my revenge will come in time.” As she went to reading her book on vampires, werewolves and other horror creatures.
“Yeah and that’s what she said to us.” Dais muttered.
“Believe me your time is coming, grandpa.”
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“Upstart youth,” Dias muttered, with all the dignity of his 400 years. “Someday you’re going to get us all into trouble.”
“Someday?” Yumi looked incredulous. “Where the hell have you been?”
“Regardless, there’s very little she’ll be able to destroy once we’ve landed,” Sage commented idly, joining the conversation. “The US is a pretty benign place.”
“Only if you don’t know where to look,” Yumi said aside. Cori glared at her, and punctuated it with another slap with the back of her book.
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(New)
"Hey would you cut that out for just a little bit. We told Aithne to relax now it's your turn. RELAX! Be a little loose cause hun we're on a vacation and that means, dare I say it, you should have fun."
"I do have fun. Smiting you is fun." Cori lookied at Yumi as if she should know that then went back to her book.
"It's not fun when your always being smited or smote or how ever you say it. GRRRR you need to stop being miss- I-higher-then-you-because-of-honor-and-other-crap-like-that."
"HAHAHA isn't that just saying she has a stick up her butt." Becca walked over having gotton a glass of champagne.
"I do not have a stick up my butt. I have honor and we need some one to balance out all of you people with your loose morals." Coriander frowned at the girl mildly insulted.
"Hey speak for yourself. I don't have loose morals. Don't put everyone in the same boat." Aithne crossed her arms over her chest from where she now sat next to Ryo trying to get the book back.
"No you just have a differnt way of interpritating those set morals. You jump from when to leave them be to when you twist them to fit you." Cori would have comtinued if not for the pillow that was thrown her way. "Okay now that's it." Cori stood took the pillow and walked over to Aithne. "Does this belong to you?"
"Maybe." She smircked up at the african girl. "So what if it is?"
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Cori hit Aithne over the head with the hard airline pillow. "That's what happens if it is."