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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 2, 2010 6:30:01 GMT -5
She laughed though knowing that nothing was going to go wrong. Not unless people intended to annoy the hell out of her like they once had.
She was not going to fall for any of the tricks though that they played on holiday makers. No, she knew all about those and how to deal with them. She was one of them, so those things came to her pretty easily.
This was something she was majorly looking forwards to. Returning to the place she was born. While they were there though, she intended to visit where her mother was buried, as she should have.
"Let's go."
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 2, 2010 16:30:42 GMT -5
Guitar over one shoulder, latte in the other, they headed towards the gate. Auraka could not keep the smile from his face, able to see the image again and again in his mind. He kissed her lightly as they handed their tickets to be scanned. "I love you," he mumered as they walked inot the gateway and onto the stairs of the plane.
OOC *head desk*
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 2, 2010 21:18:50 GMT -5
She laughed as she moved with him towards the boarding gate which the plane waited at the other end of. It was about time that things were happening for her, though she knew that there were other things to be looking forwards to as well. Like Drannor and Sahar getting married for instance. And the borth of their own kids. Things really were looking up for them.
And she was going to be heading home now, which no one back home would be expecting. Well except her father. She waited as her ticket was scanned and then headed towards the plane. It was going to be a lot of fun, the whole time they were back in her native country. Sure, Australia was home to her, but Italy was where she had been for most of her life.
"You looking forwards to this?" she asked. "It's about time I was able to surprise you."
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 3, 2010 2:21:07 GMT -5
He grinned his handsome boyish smile apearing as he nodded. "Yeah," he said, reading the seat numbers before finally settling in his chair. "Its not often someone goes out of their way to do something for me," he flashed a smile, pulling her into the seat beside him. First class seats, he grinned, she spoiled him greatly.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 3, 2010 2:37:52 GMT -5
She chuckled. "I'm not the only one behind this, as you well know. Though I doubt he wants you knowing that. Not that it matters that you already know."
My father had had to pull a lot of strings for us to be able to come back over there. And I was not about to let his work go to waste. That was not something i was capable of.
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 3, 2010 3:29:34 GMT -5
"I guessed," he admitted, guessing her father was mainly involved aswell. Please fasten your seatbelts and watch our instructors for safety measures
He rolled his eyes, having heard it before.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 3, 2010 4:12:25 GMT -5
She chuckled as she listened to what was going on. She'd been in this for long enough that she knew those things too well what they were saying. "It'll be good to see dad again."
That was something she was looking forwards to. "He's going to meet us at the airport... though jsut outside."
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 13, 2010 4:33:15 GMT -5
He nodded his head, watching the talking instructor with a bored expression. "Hurry up," he muttered, wanting to get into the air quicker. He wasn't the best flyer, in fact he hated it, but he knew it was a must.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 13, 2010 4:55:28 GMT -5
She smiled as the plane finally soared up into the air. Things were going to get interesting on the other end of the flight. Not that it mattered to her at the moment. She would do what she knew her father would expect if there was trouble. "Looking forwards to this?" she asked, smiling at Auraka.
In her own mind though there had been some concern though, she knew what her people were like when there was someone around who was not liked. She sighed, and pulled her mind out of that hole. There was nothing she was more proud of than to be heading home with him, home to a land not seen in a long time. "I love you."
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 13, 2010 5:40:16 GMT -5
He grinned with a nod, pressing his lips to the side of her head and whispered into her small ear. "Yes and I love you to," he murmered, pulling her as close as he could with the arm rest between them.
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 13, 2010 6:10:20 GMT -5
I smiled as I snuggled in as close as I could to him. I knew that things were going to be very interesting for us for the next fourtnight. "Two weeks to show you my old home," I said with a smile. I turned my face towards his, kissing him gently. We were going to have so much fun, I was sure of it. My father was so proud to call me his daughter at the moment and I knew it.
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 13, 2010 6:25:01 GMT -5
He nodded, resting his cheek upon her hair and sighed. "Sounds like fun," he whispered, looking out the window to see clouds. They were in the air now, and he was just able to make out the box like paddocks.
"A few more hours and your home love," he told her with a small smile "and your dad and I can have a chat." He chuckled
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 13, 2010 6:59:49 GMT -5
FAST FORWARDS
When she heard one of the pilots saying, "Il benvenuto in Italia, creatori di festa il tempo è attualmente cinque sette passati di mattina. Gli auguriamo un soggiorno piacevole. Per coloro che sta venendo a casa, casa benvenuta." She smiled.
The other pilot then translated the words. "Welcome to Italy, holiday makers the time is currently five past seven in the morning. We wish you a pleasent stay. For those who are coming home, welcome home."
"Home," she murmured happily. The place where she was born. Rome was her home and always would be no matter what.
OOC: eheh time for him to be blocked by customs
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Post by Kanchana on Dec 13, 2010 17:59:19 GMT -5
He chuckled, squeasing her hand and kissed her forehead. "Welcome home," he repeated, standing and grabbing their bags from the overhanger. "Come on, lets go find your father."
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Post by Jenny Night on Dec 14, 2010 0:35:53 GMT -5
I chuckled at the words that he had said. There was somehow a little worry in the back of my mind as we got closer to the customs area. They let me through without hassle, but one look at Auraka and they were immediately panicked. I sighed, walking back towards them. No one stopped me. "È ci un problema con il mio marito che entra in Italia?" I asked, looking at the officers. "Noi don' la t se lo fida di. Sappiamo dove he' s da e che cosa è. Non possiamo permetterli dentro, ma'," replied one of the attendants, shooting Auraka a vervous glance. "Conosco che he' s fatta nel passato, ma that' s non chi realmente è. Quando ho progettato la nostra luna di miele per essere qui, nel mio paese di nascita, ho conosciuto il rischio che sarebbe stato qui. Potete lasciarli dentro, he' s non una minaccia contro c'è ne di noi qui." "Come conoscete quello?" queried one of them. I gasped. That was one of the rudest things he could have said. I felt like I'd been slapped across the face. One of the other security guards noticed and had come across, telling the other person to move on to the next customer. He then looked at my husband and smiled at me. "Spiacente a tale proposito. We' la VE ha avuta una punta di difficoltà con alcuno del Australian' s che viene qui. Non dovrebbe arrestarlo, signore." He smiled. "Welcome."
OOC: Is there a problem with my husband coming into Italy? We don't trust him. We know where he's from and what he is. We cannot allow him in, ma'am I know what he's done in the past, but that's not who he really is. When I planned our honeymoon to be here, in my birth country, I knew the risk that would be here. You can let him in, he's not a threat to any of us here. How do you know that? Sorry about that. We've had a bit of trouble with some of the Australian's coming here. He should not have stopped you, sir.
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