Re: They Never Left

by **Charlie** Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:07 pm

(they are still in the airport topher is wonderng the airport. foster is talking to open's charrie about the offer both he and Topher recieved for Man U. Not sure about anyone else. Oh and Open's charrie is coming along to.)

by Ziva :) Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:17 pm

Finally, Naava found Aunt Marsha and Uncle Russ, they were standing in line to get tickets, though they weren't sure how many tickets to buy.
"Shalom!" Naava seemed to appear beside them.
Russ smiled, "Took you long enough. How many more kids are we taking back home?"
Naava grinned triumphantly, "Three,"
Aunt loved having guests.
Naava turned back to go find the others.
Foster was near where she had left them, talking to another girl, but Topher was no where to be seen.
"Hey, guys. Come on, our plane is going to leave soon and we need to go through security. Where's Topher and Sylithia?"

by **Charlie** Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:20 pm

Topher was standing in front of a television, watching as pictures of his broken leg were flashed from the game. It definitely looked broken. But he could say it was the camera angle. He was just glad no one noticed her yet.

"I haven't seen Topher for a while." Foster replied, looking around, "He's standing in front of the Telle over their." Foster got up, "Come on Tophe we got to go." he said, pulling Topher away.

by Ziva :) Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:26 pm

Naava led the way to where her 'aunt' and 'uncle' were waiting. "Guys, this is Marsha and Russ Savell. They own the Ranch we'll be staying at. Aunt Marsha, Uncle Russ, this is Topher, Foster, and..." she glanced at the girl uncertainly," I don't think I caught your name,"

by The Beautiful Nightmare Mon Jan 31, 2011 4:55 pm

Disregard this...

by **Charlie** Mon Jan 31, 2011 4:59 pm

(I think she was talking to open's charrie since that is who was with foster.)

by The Beautiful Nightmare Mon Jan 31, 2011 5:06 pm

(Sure thing- just disregard my comment then! Sorry about that)

by Ziva :) Mon Jan 31, 2011 5:36 pm

((yep))

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon Jan 31, 2011 6:06 pm

"Terri. Nice to meet you," she smiled, "Unless I'm just generally intruding on this misson and whatnot."
Grinning so hard that her eyes closed, she began swinging her legs like a bored child. Yes, she was had a child-like heart but she was still as serious as Gordan Brown.

by **Charlie** Mon Jan 31, 2011 6:14 pm

Topher and Foster gave nervous smiles to the over excited man. He knew exactly who they were. And his enthusiasm though great was a bit scary.
Their phones buzzed and they answered. Both received an offer from Liverpool. Though neither of the offers were as good as the Man U ones. But for Topher the Liverpool offer did have the added bonus of maybe being second string goalie.

by Ziva :) Mon Jan 31, 2011 6:15 pm

Naava laughed, "I wouldn't really call this a mission. After all, the goal was to see a soccer game without any problems,"
She moved up in the line to go through security, and texted Sylithia what flight they were on.

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon Jan 31, 2011 6:19 pm

The girl just nodded, "Yeah but when you're with a two year old that wants you to do the Mexican Wave every two minutes and a grandpa that dozes off after five seconds, watching a football match is impossible... Soccar? American much?"
Her kiddie tone was right out the window and replaced with one a tad more serious. She glanced over to the guys and smirked; more offers? Good for them.

by Ziva :) Mon Jan 31, 2011 6:23 pm

"Actually, Isreali. I simply lived in America with a couple of overzealous football fans for a while before we moved here,"
Naava was pleased. If it was that hard to guess her accent than she was making progress.

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon Jan 31, 2011 6:25 pm

i gtg

by Ziva :) Mon Jan 31, 2011 6:27 pm

((adios))

by **Charlie** Mon Jan 31, 2011 6:50 pm

"Well you saw a soccer games, but there were problems." Topher said hanging up. "Problems that wouldn't have happened if I played my usual position."
Foster nudged Topher about the second offer.

by Ziva :) Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:13 pm

"That cannot be helped now. At least the cat is out of the bag- you know you the hunter is," She smiled reassuringly. "People will forget the events of today. It is what they do,"

by **Charlie** Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:19 pm

"Ah, the count is not out of the bag. I can always deny that my legs were never broken." Topher insisted.
Foster laughed, "At least they never noticed that I broke my finger."
"Yeah, Foss, that's a bit less noticeable than a broken femur."
"At least it was the end of the game, and I could get you out of there."
Topher nodded in agreement.

by Ziva :) Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:30 pm

She sighed. "I was talking about the hunter being out of the bag. Who ever put a cat in a bag, anyway? Forget it. Let us just get on the blasted plane,"

by **Charlie** Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:38 pm

Foster and Topher nodded. "You know it was his fault, he possible exposed us. He had it in for me. Broke my ankle first then my leg." Topher said.
"And to think I was on the same team as the bloody kid." Foster sighed, "He probably guessed something ya know. Just his instincts."

by Ziva :) Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:48 pm

Naava nodded. "You never know with them, but we'll be safe in a couple of hours,"
She was really looking forward to getting home.

by **Charlie** Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:57 pm

Topher, and Foster handed them their passports, and stepped through the first phase of security. They went through the rest and came out on the other side, putting their shoes back on. A security guard gave them a smile, and asked them to sign something which they obliged to do. They waited for the rest of the group.

by The Beautiful Nightmare Mon Jan 31, 2011 8:05 pm

((Hey guys, I'm sorry but I think I'm going to have to back out of this role play. It's nothing personal towards anyone, but my schoolwork is starting to pick up and I keep finding it difficult to incorporate Nola into the story... I'm probably actually holding back this roleplay more than contributing to it. But thanks; it's been fun))

by Ziva :) Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:14 pm

Uncle Russ helped his wife through, followed by Naava. With a final tug at Russ's hat everyone was ready to board.
Naava's palms were sweating and she could feel her heartbeat pick up, but she managed to keep her face relatively calm.

by Ziva :) Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:14 pm

((s'okay. I'm sorry you have to leave))

by **Charlie** Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:19 pm

Topher looked at her, "You okay?" he asked. He didn't really see the problem with airplanes. However, it had been years since he last changed.
Foster kept on walking, eager to talk about the two offers he was given. And how he was anxiously awaiting the third.

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