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"[Normal text]" - Speech
"[Italics]" - Talking to themselves (in their head)
"[Language]" - Speaking in that language
Chapter 13:
Yui was disturbed from her slumber when the girl with the pretty strawberry blonde hair gently shook her awake.
"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," She says, "We're boarding."
Yui groaned in response. Wiping the sleep out of her eyes she sat up and looked around, taking in her surroundings. She's in one of the waiting rooms of the airport where you wait before you board. Swiping her head around Yui searches for the strawberry blonde girl; she's gone.
The room is dimly lit with circle lights embedded in the high ceiling, weakly illuminating yellow light. Rows of usually shaped metal frames called 'chairs' bolted down and secure in place with thin pieces of fabric and padding for comfort.
Pulling herself up off the metal seat, Yui eyes the wooden stand with a computer monitor, stood next to closed double glass doors. All in all, the room was quite plain, nothing out of the ordinary. A little curious she inches closer to the computer, standing in front of the monitor Yui examines the open windows.
[Flight No.001]
'The first flight of the day? This must be for VIPs.'
Destination: CLASSIFIED
She confirms, 'This is definitely for VIPs.'
Departure: 06:00
Yui glanced to the bottom right corner of the monitor. 05:49
'What kind of people needs to have an early flight on a weekday?'
Yui continue to scroll through the documents absorbing pieces of information on a screen, forgetting the privacy of the VIPs. There wasn't a lot of information available to feed her curiosity, most of the documents had 'CLASSIFIED' in bold font and caps. Yui stopped scrolling the windows frustrated at the lack of information for her mind to absorb.
She couldn't satisfy it; her curiosity. As a little girl with a father dedicated wholly to his faith, he has made an effort to teach her to behave, to follow the rules, the written ones and the ones unspoken off. 'Rules are here for a reason, Yui. They are here to protect us so you must respect them.'
The written ones are obvious; they are what the people want. Yui is more drawn to the ones unspoken off. How much of an understanding do people have to have to comply with something that wasn't on a sign or plastered on the walls? This kind of thing always brings a warm fuzzy feeling to her. To think people, strangers, have such a mutual understanding, deep enough that they would even unconsciously benefit another.
Sighing Yui stopped scrolling the mouse. Defected. There was not enough noteworthy information to quench her thirst for knowledge. Just as she was about to leave an icon flashed green, this caught Yui's attention. Like a moth that's drawn to the light, Yui clicked on the icon, opening the tab.
[MESSAGE]
Her pink eyes rolled over the words. Bold font and caps, this was important.
From: **********
'What?'
No name was displayed only asterisks.
Yui, disappointed, chewed on her cheeks.
To: Elise Sakamaki
'Another Sakamaki...?'
A cold hand clasped on Yui's shoulder, her body froze at the touch.
"Yui."
Yui turned her head slowly to face the voice. It's her! The girl with the strawberry blonde hair. She still has her ninja mask on shielding her identity. Now that she was standing next to Yui, Yui could see that her eyes were not just gold but green as well. A dark forest green colour bleeds in from the outer iris of her eyes mixing with the gold but not quite touching the ring around the pupil. She was also tall, a few inches taller than Yui. 5'8 maybe. But that could easily be her black heeled boots.
"What were you doing?" She asked monotone voiced; cold and direct.
"I-I was just…" Yui glances at the monitor and then back at her. Not sure how to respond to the question she simply said: "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-".
"That's fine." She interrupted, "We'll deal with that later. But we're boarding right now and the pilot isn't waiting. Come on, let's go."
Unsure how to respond to her Yui nodded her head vigorously and stumbled along after the masked girl like a new-born mare. They walked in silence down the airway tunnel, Yui could hear the whirring engines already. Her feet making thumping sounds on the carpet floor. Taking in hushed shallow breaths Yui speeds up her steps to match the pace of the girl in front of her.
"Something wrong?" The girl asks.
"I… I-"
They stop walking, she stops walking. The girl twists her head at Yui with warm eyes unlike earlier.
"Your first time flying them?" She says, turning the rest of her body towards Yui.
"Y-yes."
The girl smirks, Yui doesn't need any x-ray vision to tell. Her eyes, the green-gold pools of colour, can speak for themselves.
"Don't worry about it." She says, tugging at her mask, "Our pilots are different from regular ones, they'll make sure we're safe."
"I guess…" Yui hesitates a little, only a little.
"These people are human. I'm with my own species, I'll be fine."
***/***
Bang!
The spotlight shattered, fragments of glass shattered and rained down like bullets; acute and deadly. The cars tires swerved and some pulled the brake causing them to crashed against each other allowing the target to make a get-away.
Virgo barely escaped the raining glass when it fell. That stray bullet had taken her by surprise but it didn't hit her, it was shot at the spotlight. Someone shot that bullet and Virgo knew exactly who.
A Virgo turned left, pass a Cathedral and from a dark alley, an engine started. The engine trailed along behind her, catching up to her.
"Missed me?" A feminine voice teased.
Virgo rolled her eyes.
"Of course I did, Capri" The sarcasm unhidden from her voice, "How could I not?"
"Glad to you still in one piece," Capricorn giggled, "Though he had you."
"As if! He can dream all he wants, but he's not getting any of this."
The two girls laugh, throwing banter at each other and making fun of boys just like how teenagers and university students should.
"Where's the samples?" Virgo asks.
"On board and ready to take off."
"What time is it?"
"Five…" Capricorn made glances down at the digital watch on her dashboard.
"So plenty of time?" Virgo asks, impatient.
"Fifty…"
It's 05:50. The departure time is 06:00.
"SHIT!"