|(o)| All Things Real

[Dreamless]

Azalie sneered at the airport security as they went through her bag. She never should have tried to get her shotgun on board the plane. That was just a bad mistake.
"Miss?" One of them who wasn't going through her bag asked.
"What?" Her voice soft and delacate.
"Are you sure that's your shotgun?"
Azalie looked down at herself. She was wearing one of her summer dresses, like always. And her combat boots, like always. She shrugged mentally, knowing that she didn't look or sound like someone who knew how to use a shotgun. "Yes. It is mine."

[River Guardian Nami]

Strolling past Azalie in her silk white dress with pawprings along the hem, then sighs as she pulls out her phone and answers her call. "Hi, you." She said to her hubby, as she walks to her terminal. "...yes, I barley got through with my Wu watch...they thought it was a weapon...honestly..."

[Dreamless]

Azalie was tired of waiting. "You know that the only weapon I had was the shotgun. Now let me on the plane."
"Sorry Miss. Can't do that. You may be a terrorist."
Azalie rolled her eyes.

[River Guardian Nami]

Clarissa then headed to the terminal and continues to talk on the phone. "Any problems there other than the usual?" She said, twirling her ring on her finger and sitting down in the airport waiting area for her flight. "...I miss you too, Chase honey..."

[Dreamless]

Azalie smiled slyly, "You must let me on the plane."
"Like I said miss, you may be a terrorist."
Azalie got something out of her combat boot, a bilfold, she flashed a badge, "NSA, I need on the plane."
"Oh. We are sorry miss." The man nodded, "Please, go ahead."
As Azalie walked away she laughed, a fake badge could get her anywhere.

[River Guardian Nami]

Clarissa sat in the terminal wating area, chatting with her husband on her phone, then glancing up as Azalie then enetered the waiting area. "What are you looking at?" She said, glancing back at her phone. "..oh, no no no...not you, Chase. Some girl just glanced at me wrong.."

[Dreamless]

Azalie grumbled as she passed a woman. "What are you looking at?" she mocked. "Sure as hell wasn't you. Idiot." She said to herself.

[River Guardian Nami]

"Call you back, chase." Clarissa said, hanging up her phone. "...hey, you! I didn't mean to sneer at you...I'm sorry."

[Dreamless]

Azalie stopped and turned and flash a bright smile that lit up her face, making her look young and innocent, "It's no problem, Friend."

[River Guardian Nami]

"Name's Clarissa Troy Young." Clarissa said, sticking out her hand for Azalie to shake. "...my husband calls me Clarissa. What's your name?"

[Dreamless]

"Azalie. Just Azalie." She shook the girls hand. "Nice to meet you Clarissa."

[River Guardian Nami]

"Nice to meet'cha, Azalie." Clarissa smiled, glancing at her and then nodding to the flight number. "...you going on this flight too?"

[Dreamless]

"As long as I don't get stopped again." Azalie replied with a sigh, "What seat are you in?"

[River Guardian Nami]

"13F, first class." Clarissa said, glancing at Azalie and nodding for her to take a seat next to her. "...how about you?"

[Dreamless]

"14F." Azalie smiled, "I sit right beside you. What luck, huh?"