Mythos 2 (Closed)

[ae86gamer]

Eryn walked passed the group, deciding to go ahead and board the plane. She went through security and was on the plane in a couple of minutes.

Where's my seat? She thought to herself as she looked towards the back of the plane. This damn place reeks of humans too. Do they realized how terrible they all smell?! It's like b.o. time a thousand!

After a few minutes of wandering she finally located her seat, groaning loudly when she realized that she would be sitting next to a child.

And now I have to sit next to a miniature version of one of them.

The child looked over at Eryn and smiled. She cringed and turned away from him.

I hate you, Anthony... You probably did this on purpose.

 

[Jedoro]

Following Eryn's lead, Justin took his bag and headed to the plane, stopping at the security checkpoint. He put his bag through the x-ray machine and walked through the metal detector. The detector didn't find his ceramic knife, but the machine operator stopped him.

"Sir, can I see your medical credentials and photo ID?" he asked, holding the CLS bag.

"Of course," Justin replied, pulling his wallet out. He removed the two cards and handed them over, praying the guard didn't look him up. Instead, he just matched the pictures to his face, and the names to each other, promptly handing the ID's back.

"Will your... patients cause any trouble?" Smirking, Justin put the bag on his back.

"Not if I have this around them." Putting the cards back into his wallet, Justin boarded the plane and took his seat in an empty row by the emergency exit at the right wing of the plane. Lovely, the medic gets to sit by the inflating slide.

 

[Sporky111]

After a couple minutes of furious digging, Wes was finally able to squeeze under the chain-link fence. Wriggling his body through, he had to roll around a bit so that the swords wouldn't get hooked.

Once on the other side, he sprinted across the field without shifting form. He saw that this side of the building had no windows at ground level, so he didn't worry about stealth. I wonder if I'll beat the others to my seat. he thought to himself.

When he reached the corner of the building, he shifted back to human and peeked around the corner. Huge planes lined up far into the distance, and several more were taxiing toward the runway. He fished his ticket out of his pocket and scanned over it. Gate 12.

He rounded the corner and tried to look casual as he started crossing the open space. High above him, the wall was lined with huge windows. He made a mental note to stay close to the wall.

"Who are you?"

Wes glanced over his shoulder at the voice. It was a large man wearing a neon yellow security vest. Slowing his pace, Wes waited for him to get closer without turning to face him.

"Hey!", he shouted and put a thick hand on Wes' shoulder.

* * * * *​

 

[Lost In The Void]

Anthony walked onto the plane. Working around the world as much as he did, he was well known by the staff, "Ah mister Salvador," one of the staff said, "Let me escort you to your seat." He was Anthony Salvador to the staff, a businessman with ties over the world. It was an alias he had worked hard to keep over the years. He was off to the first class area, stopping by Eryn who looked like she was ready to kill the chattery little boy beside her. He looked at Eryn and slid a small toy under her seat, pretending to tie his shoe. He then spoke to the little boy, "Be nice to my friend here and she might have a toy for you," he pretended to whisper, "She loves to talk, don't worry," he winked and continued to walk towards the front of the plane, turning to face Eryn, "Be Nice he mouthed before disappearing behind the curtain of first class, to a roomy seat and a glass of champagne.

 

[ae86gamer]

Eryn looked at Anthony as he left. I knew that he did this on purpose. He'll be lucky if the child is still alive by the end of this fli-

"What's your name? My name's Ben." The child gave Eryn a big toothy grin. He continued to ramble on for quite some time, only stopping when he ran out of breath.

And it begins...

 

[Jedoro]

Visibly trying to suppress his laughter at the scene a few rows behind him, Justin finally realized how tired he was. Won't even need anything to help me sleep on here, he thought, shoving his bag under the seat. Jet lag's gonna suck, though. I hate flying. Leaning his seat back, he closed his eyes and waited for the flight to start.

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

Vasilli breezes through the security checkpoint, he had nothing illegal on him technically, just in him.

He slumps into his seat after picking his way through the crowd. The seat next to him remains empty for a while, the previous 'occupant' had taken one look at him and asked for a reseat.

Oh well...means I don't need to sit with a rat for a few hours, he thinks to himself, leaning back into the seat.

 

[Sporky111]

"Hey!", he shouted and put a thick hand on Wes' shoulder.

Wes swiftly grabbed him by the arm and flipped him onto his back. The man wheezed as the air rushed out of his lungs. Shifting to a cougar, he dragged the heavy-set man behind some containers, then slashed his throat. Satisfied that the body wouldn't be found quickly, he got back on track towards his destination.

Gates 9, 10 and 11 were easily crossed. He just had to make some strategic dashes and form changes to avoid people and machinery, especially the whirring turbines in Gate 10. That plane had taxied away just after he crossed.

He could see his plane being loaded from his hiding place, boxes and bags being roughly thrown and stacked in the bay. Quickly crossing to the underside of the craft, he stealthily approached the loading bay from hiding. The staff couldn't see him with the ramp in the way, and they were too occupied anyway.

A quick shift to a wolverine, and he was able to scale the ramp between two large boxes. As the box in front of him was picked up, he leapt into a far corner of the cargo area and rolled onto his back. He shifted into a mouse, letting the straps fall slack. Since he was on his back, he didn't have to worry about being crushed by the weapons as they fell.

With his cargo delivered, he searched for a way to his seat. He found a vent on the ceiling and climbed up the wall and through it. After a bit of confusion navigating the complicated innards of the vehicle, he found his way onto the main floor of the plane. He was at the very back, and none of the seats were filled. This was his opportunity to take his human form.

He had a triumphant smile on as he fished his ticket out of his pocket and found his seat. On his way up the aisle, he made eye contact with several of his teammates, then sat down in his seat. The trio of seats were all empty, so he had no problem shuffling across to the window.

 

[Mookie_Magnus]

Burst walked down the aisle, asking the flight attendant for a miniature bottle of scotch to be brought to him a little later. He sat down in his seat, next to the Skinwalker, Wes.

"Hello." Burst greeted him. "Did everything go well?"

 

[Sporky111]

"It went well." he answered, still grinning. "They should be safe until we land, and I'll go back down to retrieve them."

He noticed some remnants of blood on his hand and under his fingernails, and absently put a finger in his mouth to clean it off.

 

[Mookie_Magnus]

"Very good. I am glad you were able to safely store everything." Burst thanked Wesley. "Let us hope that the flight goes without incident. Hopefully the alcohol I am about to have brought will be able to help me to sleep."

 

[Sporky111]

"Well technically they haven't taken away Mythos rights yet, so we should be fairly safe." Wes said.

 

[Meta_Trooper]

Azure was slow getting on the plane, first he had to change his appearance, so he went and changed into human clothes, next was the hard part, not many of his kind learned the ability shift their body, it was mostly colour, but his claws would stand out far too much if he didn't change them, he concentrated hard, his hair and eyes changed to brown, andthe blue of his skin dissappeared, now his claws, they slowly bagn to retract into his hand painfully, it took a few moments but eventually his claws became smaller allowing Azure to put some gloves over them.

he had taken off the silver he was carrying and put it all in a small bag, this was detected as he went through security, the man pulled out the silver plating and asked what it was.

"souvenirs, for my brother, he's into this kinda stuff." Azure replied, the man looked them over for a bit and scratched his head, eventually he let Azure go with his bag and silver, 'he's new at this' Azure thought to himself, he went and boarded the plane, checking his ticket he found his seat behind Wes next to the window, he leaned over the seat.

"i trust things went well?"

Spoiler: OOC

sorry if this seems unrealistic or anything, i didn't think of the silver i had on me until after Wes had gone and i hadn't the willpower to make anything special out of the security check sorry, hope this post works out well enough for you guys

 

[Mookie_Magnus]

"Still... I'll stay in my human form for the flight. These commercial airline seats are not large enough to hold my true form comfortably." Burst explained quietly. "Which is why I'm getting the liquor, so I can tolerate my human form for the long trip."

 

[ae86gamer]

Eryn was beginning to get irritated with the little boy. He had been rambling on and on for the last thirty minutes and didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. How is he still talking?! How do humans not kill their offspring?

"And then we-"
"Please.. shut up. You've been talking nonstop for a half hour. Shut up."

The little boy looked up at Eryn, then continued telling her about his story, completely ignoring what Eryn had just told him.

I hate children.

 

[Sporky111]

"I never have trouble changing form, so I wouldn't know. Is it painful?" Wes asked Burst, intrigued by the dragonkin. He had never met another of his kind, but he was aware that Burst's brother had been part of Anthony's group at one time. I'll have to ask Anthony about that sometime.

Hearing Azure's voice above him suddenly, Wes looked up. "It did. Your sword should be safe. I'll just go back to get it after the flight."

 

[Jedoro]

Unable to sleep due to the obnoxious child behind him, Justin pulled out a sedative and put a child-size dose into a small syrette. After putting his pack on, he kept the syrette in his fist as he walked back to the bathroom, careful not to stick himself. Okay, just pretend to trip, and leave the syrette for her, he thought. Hopefully she'll stick him. Suddenly, he tripped over a man's bag and fell forward right beside Eryn's seat.

"Agh, fu-" he began, stopping when he remembered the kid, "-I mean, ow, that hurt." Standing back up, he felt his face with his right hand as he dropped the syrette into Eryn's lap.

"Hey, watch it!" the man scolded, opening his bag. "I've got expensive stuff in here." Eying the bag, Justin swiftly kicked whatever was inside.

"Not anymore, you don't." Pulling his hand away, he found the right side of his bottom lip to be bleeding. The man tried to get up, so Justin punched the side of his neck, stunning him. "Don't, you'd lose." Turning to Eryn, he nodded towards the syrette. "That'll keep him quiet the rest of the trip, don't you think?"

 

[ae86gamer]

Eryn immediately grabbed the syrette and pushed it into the little boys neck. It quickly took effect and the little boy started to sway from side to side until he finally collapsed into his chair.

"Thank you", she said to Justin. It sounded awkward, especially coming from Eryn. "Just.. thanks."

 

[Jedoro]

"For what?" Justin replied with a wink. "I should go wash this blood off before it gets on my suit." Heading back to the bathroom, he set his pack on the counter as he washed his hands and mouth. Once he finished, he pulled out a butterfly closure and placed it over the wound. Justin then put his pack back on and went back to his seat, making sure not to trip over any other bags in the aisle.

 

[Baldrek]

Rolf had gone though the security checkpoint without any fuss, except the staff looking at him funny, that is. But then again, with the clothes he had gotten from the base, as well as the numerous rifts and holes they had received during the riot, he probably looked like he was a member in some biker gang or some such.

He had found his seat next to the dragonkin, Burst, who again was seated next to Wes.
He nodded in greeting to the two of them as he sat down, his joints creaking uncomfortably as he did.