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Started by Dion , Feb 23 2012 10:18 PM

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#1 Dion

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Posted 23 February 2012 - 10:18 PM

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Act I


Fredrick smiled back at the attendant as he made his way down the hallway and into the boarding station. Looking down at his boarding pass, he read the bold print that would tell him his seat number. 22C... That's the tail section. Fredrick hulled his shoulder bag through the customs and made his way towards the plane.

Working through the many people that were getting ready to board, Fred followed the aisle of the plane down to his seat. He could have sworn he saw celebrity Sammy Johnson on his way towards his seat. Upon finding his seat, Fredrick quickly took off his shoulder bag and safely stored it in the overhead compartment. Completing this, he would assume his seat as to clear the clutter within the aisle.

Once everyone had been seated, a smooth feminine voice would speak over the intercom;

"Welcome to Eurasia Flight 764. A warm hearted welcome from the crew and Captain Brendan Ford. Today, we depart from Paris, France to Tallahassee, Florida. Weather conditions seem optimal. The flight is scheduled to arrive in O-Seven hours. Please do not hesitate to bother the crew if anything is required. Happy travels, folks."

The message would repeat in French before the captain would address the passengers in another message. Fredrick let out a loud groan. He seemed to be fidgety and nervous.

"Uhh... Tha-Thank you for traveling with Eurasia. Please buckle up and get ready for take off. Please do follow all instructions the hostesses present."

With that, the seat belt sign would begin blinking before the plane's entire frame would begin to shift and build momentum. Before Fredrick knew it, they were in the air.

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Posted 23 February 2012 - 10:28 PM

Leonardo carried his briefcase through the terminal as he looked around to see if anybody was following him, Leonardo had long black hair gelled all the way back, he wore a expensive black suit with a nice Rolex on his left arm. Leonardo was on his way to Tallahassee to expand his drug business, He hated going through airports because he wouldn't be able to carry his .45.

Leonardo quickly walked through the hallway of the airplane, looking for his seat 4E. He saw an empty seat next to him, but he didn't mind as long as nobody tried him he would get along just fine. Leonardo took off his suit jacket and buttoned up his sleeves.

He stopped the nearest stewardess. " Pardon me miss, Could I get whiskey with two ice cubes. Please. "

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Posted 23 February 2012 - 10:43 PM

A rather tall, lanky man bobbed back and forth as he waddled forward in line, his shoulder length dirty blond hair swaying with him. He smiled politely at the women at the counter as she scanned his ticket and returned it to him.

As he wandered down the jetway, he thought back and reminisced about his trip to Grand Ole Paris. Good times were had, he thought to himself with a smile. He checked his small bag at the end of the jetway and nodded at the man there before slipping aboard the plane.

His ragged appearance would likely set anyone on edge a bit. His scruffy, unshaven face, his black wife-beater beneath a flannel long sleeved shirt and ripped, ragged jeans would cause most people to give him a double take. Not that he minded, much. He causally peeked at the seat number on his ticket and noticed that his row was right next to some stuffy guy wearing a suit.

He leaned on the seatback of the row ahead of them.

"I got the window." he said in a smooth, yet slightly raspy tone. He nudged his head to the side, "What say you scoot out so I can slip in there?"

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Posted 23 February 2012 - 10:45 PM

Drake carried his small pack to the plane. Once inside, he looked for his seat. "Found it." He mumbled, sitting down next to a blonde woman. "Greetings, miss." He set the pack between his legs, buckled his seat belt, and leaned back in his seat. He sighed. What a great vacation. He visited art museums, saw the Eiffel Tower, ate at some of the best restaurants. Even though he had fun, he couldn't wait to get home. He had been worried about the president ever since his family convinced him to take this vacation. It wasn't his fault, though. He was trained to think "What if" about everything regarding America's leader. He closed his eyes. He would sleep, he decided. Time would pass faster that way.

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Posted 23 February 2012 - 10:52 PM

Leonardo got comfortable, he closed his eyes for a second while the stewardess got his drink, A deep voice ran through his head, he opened his eyes and saw a rugged man standing over him asking to move.

Leonardo observed the man from head to toe, Leonardo wasn't the laughing type but as he got up to let the man pass he couldn't help but throw out a huge smile.

' All yours handsome "

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Posted 23 February 2012 - 10:56 PM

Spencer bent gently at the waist and flashed him a winning smile, "Much obliged, hombre."

He slipped in between and plopped down into his seat, rolling his shoulders and leaning back into the chair. He wouldn't say a word again until they were airborne. He would crack his neck, loudly, and cast a glance over to the guy sitting next to him.

"Lemme guess. Yer some sort of big shot lawyer type, aincha? Sure are dressed all fancy like fer what's just a little flight back to the good ole U.S. 'a A."

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Posted 23 February 2012 - 11:06 PM

The airplane soon took off and Leonardo couldn't help but squeeze his leg, hoping nothing horrible would happen. Leonardo hated airplanes and this was only the second time he flew on one, normally he would just drive. After the airplane was steadily in the air Leonardo heard the deep voice once again speak out.

Leonardo smiled and looked at the very rugged man, Leonardo would have guessed that the man was homeless just by looking at him.

" It's funny how easy people can look at one another and just think they know everything about them, just because I have an eighty thousand dollar Rolex, and a ten thousand dollar suit doesn't mean I'm rich. "

Leonardo took a sip of his Whiskey and turned to look at the man square in the eyes.

" To answer your question, No, I am not a lawyer. You could say I'm in retail, I aim to please. " Leonardo chuckled.

" My turn, by looking at your appearance I would say you grab life by the horns, you take life wherever it takes you, even if you don't have a place to sleep. " Leonardo took another sip.

" So how about it? am I completely wrong? "

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Posted 23 February 2012 - 11:09 PM

Sammy strode through the terminal, backpack hiked up high on the back, ready for this transatlantic flight. Should be fun, Sammy figured, getting out of France, finally.

Sammy's eyes remained trained, dead ahead, ignoring any of the glances given by admiring fans and others in the airport. It was always uncomfortable. Knowing that they were fans. Sammy didn't like the feeling.

The plane boarding was relatively fine, none of the stewardesses, thankfully, recognized who was shuffling past with a backpack full of most every possession Sammy owned.

Sammy found the seat on the ticket in hand and took it up quickly, stuffing the bag into the overhead compartment. A young man fan glanced Sammy's way as he walked by. Sammy's skin crawled. Even someone like that? A glance back toward him to get a better look. Really?


The plane took off. Sammy relaxed, leaned back in the seat, and tried to tune out everything going on around the plane.

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Posted 23 February 2012 - 11:17 PM

Spencer whistled as the brazen man bluntly told him of the value of his apparel.

"I reckon if someone could afford some eight thousand dollar watch, they gotta be some sorta loaded, I tell ya."

Spencer shrugged his shoulders, "I got a roof. Plenty of 'em. I get by well enough, don't you worry 'bout me, slick."

He looked out the window for a long moment before turning back, "'Sides, I do plentya livin', and ain't no amount of money's gonna stop shit from stinkin' or crows from peckin' at ya when yer dead, I tell ya."

Spencer nodded, a smile never leaving his face as he talked to the guy. He peeked down at the watch again, the wheels in his mind turning slowly but surely. He had plenty of time to figure something out. It was a long, long way to Tallahassee.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 05:31 PM

Hmmm... 25B... Richard worked his way towards the tail of the plane. He found himself staring at an attractive young woman that was seated in what would be the seat next to him. "You're Sammy Johnson!" cried Richard. Richard looked optimistically at the woman that was now seated next to him. The young man was no older than 25. His white complexion was topped with a rough set of abundant hair. On his face he wore a growing beard. The man spoke with a slight French accent. "I am a huge fan! I've seen all your works. What a coincidence that I come to find my seat and find that you are my companion for the next seven hours. It's a pleasant surprise." He spoke with a pleasing smile. He half expected the woman to bitterly mock him. It was well known that celebrities tend to avoid ravaging fans.

~~~

"Oh, hello." Samantha answered as the man that came briskly and sat down next to her gave her a quick greeting. She gave the man a smile and looked back down at her book. Although it was hard to judge from the way she looked, Samantha was in her early forties. The man wouldn't notice any accent as she spoke. "If you don't mind me saying, you seem like you want this flight to be over as quickly as possible." She paused for a second before continuing. "Don't worry, we'll be out of this plan-"

"Sorry for interrupting you, but would you mind handing me that bottle? My lotion slipped out of my hand and under your chair, brother." Fredrick said in a Scottish accent, looking over at the man that was attempting to relax in the seat to his left. Fred had made himself comfortable by taking off his coat and rolling up the sleeves of his shirt. Despite this, the man would still have a sophisticated look about him.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 06:11 PM

Ivy continued to fidget with her watch, loosening the strap, tightening it again, moving it up and down her wrist, anything to make it sit comfortably on her wrist. It had been a while since she went on a plane by herself. Normally she would be going with family member or close friends, to make her feel like she wasn't lonely. The only time Ivy had ever taken a ride alone on the plane was when she had to go meet her father in Australia after he divorced her mother and went to live there.

She sighed, telling herself to get over her fidgety behavior. It was all for nothing anyway. Ivy glanced out the window of the plane before looking at the older woman next to her. Hmm.... I could talk to her.... Just then she heard someone speak the name Sammy Johnson. Ivy couldn't help her curiosity and unbuckled her belt. She lifted herself off her seat slightly just so she could look back to the tail of the plane. "An actress? Really? Wow this really is a small world then huh?" she sat back down, basically speaking to herself but it was loud enough for anyone to hear her and think that she was speaking to them.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 06:16 PM

Leonardo rolled his eyes as he tried to understand what the man was saying, and he thought his accent was thick. Leonardo once again took a sip of his whiskey.

" Just because I look like I have money doesn't mean I do, even broken clocks are right two times a day. " Leonardo smiled, he had millions actually, but he didn't want to make it obvious.

" You said you have plenty of roofs, May I ask what you do? "

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 08:24 PM

Drake opened one eye as Fredrick spoke to him. "Of course. Just a moment." He unbuckled his seatbelt and looked under his seat. Sure enough, the lotion was back there in its small, white bottle. Drake reached back there and grabbed it. "Here you go." He held it out for Fredrick to take.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 09:17 PM

Spencer chuckled a bit, smirking, "You may ask all you want. No obligations te be answerin' anythin' though."

With that, he rest his head back against the seat back and shut his eyes.

"Gaddamn hate flyin', y'know? Big ass tin can in the sky. Anything can happen, y'know."

He leaned his forehead against the window and stared out at the clouds passing by slowly.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 09:26 PM

Sammy laughed and half-smiled at the man who sat beside her. She shrunk down in her seat and raised her shoulders to her ears. "Always, uh, nice to meet a fan." She looked the man up and down and sneered.

"So..." She fiddled with the hem of her shirt, eyes shifting as she looked down the aisle. "Big fan, huh? What's your, er..." She shrugged and asked, "...favorite one?"

Sammy rarely had to speak to fans. Usually she could avoid ever even acknowledging them. Unfortunately she was stuck next to this guy for a few hours. Hopefully there would be an empty seat next to someone who didn't make her feel quite so uncomfortable.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 09:44 PM

Fredrick grabbed the bottle of lotion and looked at the man that handed it to him with a smile. "Thanks, mate. Sorry about the bother." he said as he held the bottle up towards his direction. He opened the lid and applied some of the lotion on his hands. His white skin was paler than usual, contrasting with his black hair that was combed back neatly. "My skin gets dry when I'm nervous. It's some sort of natural reaction, eh?" Fredrick said, as he looked down at his hands. "Say, you're American, aren't you?" Fredrick asked with sincere curiosity.

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"You're wasting your time, hun." Kristen looked at the young British woman that sat next to her. "These celebrities aren't worth the hassle." Kristen leaned back in her seat and looked out the window next to the young girl. "We're already in the air..." With that, she was lost in thoughts.

~~~

Richard laughed, looking over at Sammy. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I'll leave you alone now." Richard spoke as he turned on his iPod and put in his earbuds and started listening to some music. "Oh. Sunday Drive." Richard mumbled before closing his eyes and setting his head on the headrest of his seat.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 10:27 PM

Ivy looked at the old woman next to her that spoke. She shrugged and sunk into her seat. "Yeah, I guess so. Just amazing to see I'm on plane with one. There a people who would give up so much to chase after a celebrity. It's kinda worrisome really..." she continued to ramble on and then stopped when she realized that the woman was lost in her thoughts. Ivy smiled to herself and shook her head before looking at the back of seats in front of her.

She heard some guy speaking with some type of accent. She also heard some other man speaking next to him. Ivy wasn't going to eavesdrop on their conversation, she was just observing her surroundings. Looking back out the window Ivy started to get lost in her own thoughts. She thought about her time in Paris, the people she met, the food she ate, the things she wished she had enough money to buy and of course the most common main attraction, the Eiffel Tower. She hoped that she could come back to Paris sometime again. She only came to Paris because her mother bought them both tickets for her break. If only her mother had bought the return tickets at the same time, maybe then they would've both be on the same plane.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 10:30 PM

Drake nodded. "Yes. I am. And you're... Scottish, right? Judging by the accent." He was beginning to get nervous. This man began asking questions. Drake had to be careful to make sure he didn't reveal anything about his job. No matter what Frederick would answer, Drake would respond with a "that is interesting." He would prepare himself for the next question if there was one. On the outside, Drake would appear perfectly calm and casual. He just didn't show nervousness like the average person.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 10:35 PM

"Oh, right, Sunday Drive. Yeah, the one with Pat. Pat's fun to work with. Real nice. Made me glad to work with somebody like me. I don't get to do that too often." Sammy nodded and leaned away from Richard, whose presence set her more ill at ease with each passing second.

She expected people to recognize her, but she wasn't anticipating anyone being so brazen in their fanaticism. She pulled out her cell and started to absently flip through contacts, pretending to text someone.

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Posted 24 February 2012 - 10:45 PM

"That's quite right, brother." Fredrick smiled at the strange man. He held out a hand to shake towards him. "Fredrick. Fredrick Norton. Yeah, unusual surname for a Scotsman. Long story, eh?" But before the man could return the shake or make any gesture of doing so, the plane would shake slightly.

"Woah..." Fredrick withdrew his hand and held on to the sides of his seat.

"Sorry about the shake, folks. Minor turbulence. Rest assured, the plane is fine and this is completely normal.

"Talk about safe traveling, eh, brother?" Fredrick said with a grimace.

~~~

"Buckle up, sweetie. " Kristen said as she fastened her belt. "You never know when one of these things can just start acting up..." Kristen was now looking at the young girl. "You know... you remind me an awful lot of my daughter. She was around your age, too."

~~~

Richard glanced over at Sammy. It was obvious that he wasn't working his way into her good books as of the moment. A psychologist would easily be able to tell from her actions...

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