Xqulth: Ok…I just got back from my football game…I play in the band…its our field…we just let the football players use it…cuz were underappreciated. I mean…we compete too! Anyway…it got rained out…it sucked! It was homecoming game too! Anywho! Next chapter here it is. I don't own x-men…if I did…you'd know…many characters wouldn't be there anymore….I own Tory and Elwood…You'll figure it out.
Walking through the airport, I pulled my hat lower over my eyes as walked to my gate. I watched the gate numbers pass…B1, B2, B3, B4…I was going to B12…B9, B10,B11,B12…Stepping off the moving sidewalk I moved towards the door for the terminal. I glanced at the clock, still an hour till my plane left. From down the terminal I heard a familiar tune played on a saxophone. The marching band favorite, breadfan, was being played. Grinning, I set my bag down and pulled out a small case. From it, I assemble my b flat clarinet and started to play along. When we came to the end of the song, I started up a new one, Tusk. People started to look between me and someone down the terminal. When we came to an end of this song, I disassemble my clarinet and put the case back in the bag.
The door opened to plane and I stepped into line, behind me a guy dressed in jeans, a jacket, sunglasses, a fedora hat similar to mine stepped in line as well. I handed my ticket to the lady and stepped into the walkway to the plane. Sitting in my seat, I began subconsciously going through the plane's electronics with my mutation. It was a habit I began when I was little, learning to control my powers, I would find myself sitting in a car wondering how it worked. When I sent out my mutation to investigate it, I found I could control it if I wanted to. Because of this, I learned to fly planes at a very young age.
Turning my head from the window to the inside aisle I saw that the guy that was behind me in line, was sitting next to me. He put his bag in the overhead compartment and sat down next to me. I pulled out my cell phone to turn it off and then pulled out a piece of score sheet music. For the next hour or so, my head was a band room, I had trumpet fanfares blaring and flute lullabies sounding softly in it.
The plane's sudden shaking is what snapped me back to reality. It fell a few feet in the air and the captain came on,
"We are experiencing some rough turbulence; please remain seated with your seat belts on. Make sure loose items are stored under the seat or in the overhead compartments."
You could hear the anxiety in his voice. The guy next to me gripped the arm rests tightly. Rubbing my temples to calm me I focused my mind on the engines and turbines on the wings to either side of me. Thoughts ran through my head, engine, turbine turns which creates lift against gravity. Wing flaps guide the plane up and down as the airflow glides over the wings…
When we reached the airport in New York, the pilot came out, "Hello ladies and gentlemen, I am going to tell you the truth. I thought we were truly going to crash in the turbulence. It is a miracle that we are all alive."
Once the guy next to me got out, I grabbed my bag and walked out the door. As I came out into the terminal my eyes were bright green. Finding the nearest bench, I lie down and fell asleep.
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