<b>Name : Cloe Perez <br/>
Location : Zodiac Island, hotel <br/>
Time: 19 June, morning <br/>
Tagging : Kenji <br/>
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</div><br/>Landing was always the worse part, or so she thought until the plane suddenly dropped, she let out a terrified yelp, squeezing his hand so hard it probably hurt. He promised he wouldn't let her die and she whipped her around to look at him (ugg stop making sudden moves)<b>"And how the fuck are you going to do that? You Mega man or someone now? I ain't scared of dying" </b><br/>A statement made a lot less powerful by yet another terrified sqeeuk.<br/><br/>She didn't mind falling, she fell often, nor did she mind flying, she loved the wind in her hair when she jumped between buildings. It was the plain itself. To be honest it was not just planes, she hated cars equally, that's why she ran everywhere. Being enclosed like this, it killed her, she would die in a cage, she needed to feel free, open.... like thee wind.<br/><br/>Luckily the fucking cage with wings landed and they could get off. But the fucking flight must have messed up her balance as she immediately stumbled and would have gone down if not for Kenji holding her upright. Some old cunt muttered 'tart' under her breath and Cloe went off on her, curing that would make a salor blush.<br/><br/>She stumbled again and this time Kenji picked her up. She was short and didn't weigh that much, but he carried her and all the bags as if they weighed nothing, wow he was really strong. Her head felt heavy, she should get a coffee. She kept her mouth shut, just resting her head on his shoulder until they reached the shuttle to the hotel.<br/><br/>She wasn't to happy (once again!)<b>"Lets just walk. We can send the bags on the cage with wheels. I need air. It's not that far".</b>Either Kenji was just tired of struggling with her, or thought she really could do with fresh air, who knows, but after a sighing he just made sure their bags got on the shuttle before joining her for the walk to the hotel.<br/><br/>After a few moments of silence she said<b>"Thank you. You aren't the complete asshole you seem to be. Doesn't mean I like you though." <br/>
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"So.... Think we can find the base? I mean the real one, it has to be somewhere right? People pay good money for super shit" </b>