No in flight movie ;; OTA
By the time Rogue's feet touched ground, she was close to collapsing. She'd taken the quickest route, straight across America, over the North Pacific ocean and into Asia. It'd been the more logical at the time, instead of having the option to stop over Europe and take longer, she'd just pushed herself to keep going.
Naturally, she'd stopped to rest in California, resting in Eureka for a day before the three long days flying over nothing but ocean. She'd managed, she'd done it, but she was about ready to drop. Even after getting the rest she needed in New York, the travel had drained her.
Her feet hit soil just past the fence around the cliffs of the base, her bag dropped to the ground with a thump and Rogue fell to her knees with her head bowed. God, she needed sleep. But she doubted that would come yet, her body was exhausted, her mind was in overdrive.
No; she had too much to do, too much to explain and people to find.
But maybe, maybe just resting there for a little minute would be okay.
Naturally, she'd stopped to rest in California, resting in Eureka for a day before the three long days flying over nothing but ocean. She'd managed, she'd done it, but she was about ready to drop. Even after getting the rest she needed in New York, the travel had drained her.
Her feet hit soil just past the fence around the cliffs of the base, her bag dropped to the ground with a thump and Rogue fell to her knees with her head bowed. God, she needed sleep. But she doubted that would come yet, her body was exhausted, her mind was in overdrive.
No; she had too much to do, too much to explain and people to find.
But maybe, maybe just resting there for a little minute would be okay.