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TOPIC: Git along little Doggies! [Open to All Leaving with the Wolves]

Big Bad Bitch

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Date: Nov 16, 2008

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The beautiful cherry red convertable mustang had to be dropped off, it was quite sad but after making sure Aine and Luca where safe, she had to return the car. Time was ticking by way to fast and it seemed things where finally coming to a close. The taxi crawled up to the waiting Jet, a simple white monstrosity that could probably hold double the number that it actually hold. It was annoying but it was also a saving grace. Climbing out of the taxi, she paused to shove her laptop bag over her shoulder before touching the bluetooth in her ear. "Yeah, I just got here Michael. Our lift off time should be no more then 6 hours. I just have to make sure everyone arrives as planned. I gotta go, I'll call you before we lift off." She clicked the ear piece stopping what ever else might have been said before offering the taxi cab driver a tip. She honestly hoped he got out soon. With her two rolley bags, one in each hand she approached the steep metal steps to the jet. A bright and happy woman appeared in the black maw of a doorway, great... just great! A happy flight attendant, she wouldn't be happy when she confined her to the front of the cabin and kept her out of the back where everyone would be sitting. She climbed up the stairs the woman just about bubbling over with enthusiasm to help her with her bags. She let the woman do her work as she peeked in at the pilot and co-pilot introducing herself and explaining the situation. They nodded already knowing the plane would be filled with Shifters, and possibly some other's too. Well that was good to know that Michael had anticipated her need and gave her two men that wouldn't flinch at the idea of flying around some wolves. Laptop was openned finally as she settled in one of the plush chairs surrounding a square table. It was like a restuarant inside of a plane, it was the weirdest thing. 20 seats, 4 sets of chairs surrounding each table. Plus plenty of room to move here and there as well as enough room to stretch the chairs out to make a comfortable recliner to sleep in. Fingertips touched the keypad as she went to her list, finding everything finally checked off. Closing it, amber eyes drifted out of the window beside her. Now it was about waiting, soon the pack would start arriving. They could choose there seats and sleep or do what ever they wanted. After a second thought she rose from the seat stowing the laptop away and tucked it into the overhead compartment before finding the flight attendant. A quick quiz had her showing her where the meals and drinks were stored as well as snacks and garbage bags. Good to know. Although they would refuel three places, [Los Angeles, New York and London] the Jet would never open it's doors. All food and garbage would be brought up through the dummy elevator that could be used to put the pack's last bit of bagage down into the cargo hold. The same place the pre-made meals were stored. This should be at least suitable. Hip came to lean against the doorway of the jet as she stood motionless, the white gold rosary was warm against her skin. She glanced down, capturing the thin rope chain with her finger and slid it free from the inside of her t-shirt to run her fingers over it. She was never a praticing Catholic or for really any religion but perhaps one prayer wouldn't hurt. __________________

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