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[color=f7976a][center][h2][u]In the Air | April 14, 2012 08:46 (AM)[/u][/h2][/center][/color]

[i][color=92278f]“Do you realize that everything you know that this world, your homes, your family and friends will all disappear, right? This world is that of the Dreamer's. It is but a small bubble, insignificant and fragile. A simple needle is all that it takes to burst that bubble and everything will be gone. It is my reign to rule this world and to keep the dreaming from waking. It is but you four fools who taken the liberty into shattering all that I've work so hard in retaining this world. Everyone will suffer the fate of being erased from existence.”[/color][/i] A man cloaked in black robes explained. A runic sword was thrust into him during the struggle as blood and aether began to leave him. The room they were all in looked to be crumbling and has a slight rumble.

A light turbulence was felt.

[i][color=00aeef]“That may be. It doesn't excuse your deeds of trying to ruin the lives of the masses, Black Mage. It doesn't give you the right to manipulate the Dreamer's will to fall sleep eternal. We know of this fate from the scared text. This is the Dreamer's will. We have faith in the Dreamer's will to bring us back to a better light.”[/color][/i] One of the protagonists spoke. The Black Mage shook his head before finally disappearing. He left with parting words. 

[i][color=92278f]“Fools. The lot of you. So blind to follow like sheep.”[/color][/i] 

With that, he was gone. The four heroes cheered with their victory for a brief moment, then turned to sad expressions. They looked at each other and nodded silently. It was time to wake the Dreamer. A protagonist with a kind expression on her face walked to the center of the room and chanted her words reaching the Dreamer to wake. The room was enveloped in a white light. Before they started to disappear, there was small tone followed by the words of monotonic female. 



“We will be descending shortly to Paris, France. Please put away all large electronic devices, put your trays and seats in the upright position, and fasten your seat belts.  We will be making their final checks as well as collecting any trash. Thank you.” 

As if on queue, Lotus woke up and stretched herself out a bit after taking a long rest. It was another vivid dream she had of some sort of fantasy world. She couldn't really explain why she would have these dreams periodically, but they at least gave her some form of entertainment while she slept during these long trips. This particular connecting flight didn't take long from London to Paris. But, that long 10 hour flight she had was a little unbearable having to sit in one place for that amount of time. Although, what lighten the mood of the travel was that all her tickets were first class tickets. She had meals. Special drinks and snacks. A cushy recliner. It was a nice thing that Mr. Bonaparte threw in the all expense package. 

She looked to the window and saw the sight of morning of Paris from high above. It all looked to be a model city that someone would craft on a table at home and the people looked like ants scurrying about the streets. It looked bustling and busy, pretty typical for any major city around the world. Paris looked rather nice from above. It was known to be the City of Love as they say and a popular romantic getaway or honeymoon for couples. It was unfortunate that she had to fly solo. She would have very much shared this experience with someone she knew. She chuckled at the thought of her specific friend. He neither had the time or money to make such a trip, let alone first class travel.


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[u]Charles de Gaulle (CDG) International Airport | April 12, 2014 09:05 (AM)[/u][/h2][/color][/center]


She was finally free of that steel bird as she emerged from the gate. Her heels clicked the ground as she walked which collected a few eyes toward her direction. It wouldn't be the first time that men and some women would gaze at her and took some sort of interest in her. She stood out as some sort of Asian girl to all, a hot one with a rare body type to boot. Her attire was quite alluring with a black cardigan over a white dress shirt that was open enough to expose the top of her red and black bra. She wore a red miniskirt and black mid sized boots with red laces. Her strawberry blonde hair was tied by two bear bear ties giving her a twin pigtail look. Any guy or lesbian would be in love with her in a heartbeat. She had a carry on bag, a fashionable leather purse, and a camera hanging around her neck. A couple of sleazy men came up to her to help with her bags.  

[color=0054a6]“Hey, Mademoiselle... We really want to help with your bags.”[/color] The two men were persistent in wanting to help. They were immediately shut down once again. 

[color=f49ac2]“I don't know who you guys are. I don't need any help. Don't make me call my boyfriend over to bust your head open.”[/color] She let out her snarky attitude towards them, rather harsh and direct than her usual self. She used any means to get these guys away from her with their drooling and love struck expressions. She dismissed them without a second thought and left. She was focused at the task at hand to get her luggage. At least they were gentlemen enough to respect her and walked away. She continued to walk over to find the baggage claim area to collect her last piece of luggage. She sighed about the fact she has to wait for the conveyor, even more so for the escort service available in the late afternoon. As she stood there, she grew impatient as the minutes go by and people from the flight flocked around. She wasn't feeling herself just quite yet from the travel. When will her luggage arrive? 

A few minutes later, she walked towards the arrivals area with all her luggage in order. It was now half past the hour, too early for lunch. She needed to figure out how to go about her new adventure, to kill time till her rally point for the escort. She would much rather not lug all her personal belongings around the city. It was liable to get stolen if left unchecked. Quite the burden. She decided to park herself at a nearby bench near one of exits and pulled out her phone to check on any messages. Being in a foreign country, calling rates were expensive. Data even more so. Luckily, Lotus was able to pick up free wi-fi to check her mail and one of her chat programs to stay connected with her friends. At the same time, she looked up places to go nearby without straying too far for the time being.