Lucian lived for flying. He may not have liked flying fighter jets but he felt that even they had an enjoyable experience whenever he had to fly them in the past. It was mainly test flights after maintenance, sometimes newly built aircraft, and sometimes he did the maintenance himself. It had been a dangerous job, and a bad injury caused him to be discharged much to his dismay, he would have loved to have gone back to work for the Air Force. But now he was stuck taxiing people around, like Azrai among other people, and sometimes it could be excruciatingly tiring. Sometimes he would rather work on planes then fly them; Lucian was an exceptional mechanic and knew every last function to a tee almost like it has been forever burned into his mind. When asked about how everything worked, he actually rambled on a bit himself, a big smile on his face while he explained the aircraft. Some detail was not really needed, but he threw it in there anyway since he felt that it was important to him considering he was the pilot. It was also amusing that she was eager to learn.<br/><br/>A few hours later, he looked back to find she had been woken by the turbulence while Azrai was still sound asleep, undisturbed. And people had told him that the man was a light sleeper, Lucian couldnâ€™t help but wonder if he really was just that exhausted and he couldnâ€™t help but imagine just what the hell he had been through to rescue this girl. There had been a point where he stirred a moment, noticing that Shizu was leaned against his bad shoulder, shifting to a more comfortable position only to fall asleep again. A yawn escaped Lucian, making him realize he was tired as hell himself, making a mental note that Elias owed him a beer once he got back home. Itâ€™s been a long day and he has been in the air for nearly twenty hours now, flying from here to there, it was definitely taxing and he felt rather fatigued as he held back a yawn. Trying not to drift off to sleep was difficult but he knew he had to stay awake and see this through especially with how unnerving it was flying through the Middle East of all places.<br/><br/>Another two hours passed, giving a total of about seven hours now, and he was being spoken to. By this point he was too tired to smile and his voice didnâ€™t carry as well as he wanted it to over the engine noise, â€œItâ€™s been about seven hours, meaning we only have about an hour or so to go before weâ€™re in Israel and I drop you two off in Tel Aviv assuming no trouble finds us. Oh but donâ€™t worry, weâ€™re pretty safe up here for the most part and if anything happens to the aircraft chances are Iâ€™ll be able to land this bad boy anywhere safely, trust me. Are you enjoying the flight? You donâ€™t seem to be as tired as Azrai is.â€ He briefly looked back at the sleeping man. This really had better be worth the trouble, he thought to himself once again with a sigh. â€œYou know,â€ Lucian continued, â€œthat was only my second time in Japan. Itâ€™s a beautiful country, much different than Canada.â€ Lucian was a foul tempered man like a lot of the people Azrai knew, but he was also such a plane geek and he did like to travel quite a bit as well.<br/><br/>It was pretty obvious that he loved flying despite the fact he was tired as hell and wanted to go back home and sleep. Though he knew he would probably end up staying overnight in a hotel, refuel, then head back home. He knew he didnâ€™t have the energy to go immediately home.<br/><br/>Just as he had said it took exactly one hour more to get to Tel Aviv. He preformed landing checks before heading to the airport that Elias had instructed him to go to in order to avoid any major attention while avoiding suspicions as well. He always had the feeling that he would be shot down if he was seen as a suspicious aircraft and he did not want that. It was best to nod his head and follow whatever rules they had here. Conflict would be avoided that way and God knows that Azrai did not need any more conflict, or have anyone screw this trip up for him. â€œYou had better be thankful I like you, Elias,â€ he muttered to himself as he spoke in rough Hebrew to inform the airport there was a personal aircraft coming in for landing, they instructed him where to go not even a minute later. Good. They werenâ€™t that busy and he was able to land safely.<br/><br/>The moment the plane touched the ground, a man in uniform walked over to them and began questioning. Lucian gave Azrai a rough nudge, â€œWeâ€™re here, Sleeping Beauty. Mind answering a few questions this man has, I donâ€™t speak Hebrew well enough to answer, sorry.â€<br/><br/>Azrai woke with a bit of a start, clinging to the seat of the plane like he had been in some nightmare while he looked around. Even if it was pretty much the middle of the night still the sight of familiar scenery immediately put him at ease. He was home. Hell he hadnâ€™t been happier to finally be home in his life, far away from trouble for the time being. Once he got back to Jerusalem, groaning once he reminded himself of that drive, he would collect his payment from whoever sent him on this mission and then wait for whatever else came his way. It was a rough yet simple life and he enjoyed it whenever he didnâ€™t end up with a bloody shoulder a few bruises and a busted nose. He took a moment to further focus on what was going on before nodding his head at the security man slightly and flashing a faint grin that was rather short lived as he listened to what the man had to say.<br/><br/>The security guard gave them the ok after he had explained to him that they had come from Japan and had to come home earlier than expected because of his injuries and that Shizu was his distant cousin from his deceased wifeâ€™s side of the family who was here in Israel studying. It bothered him how tight airport security has been lately, they always seem to make it worse for travelers especially now. He would have flashed both passports to the man but he decided to hold off on that. Once they were left alone, Azrai let out a soft exhale and got out of the plane slowly. He felt like shit from such a long sleep, not really use to sleeping that long anymore. It surprised him he was able to sleep that long without tossing around and waking up as well. Perhaps he really had been that tired, and he still felt a bit fatigued in all honesty though he figured it was because of his wounds and because his internal clock was telling to sleep more since it was dark out.<br/><br/>â€œI truly appreciate you coming to get us,â€ he told Lucian quietly. Even if he was still in a bit of a foul mood, he was appreciative. They didnâ€™t have to come get himâ€¦ Hell perhaps it wouldnâ€™t have been all that surprising if they left him to fend for himself.<br/><br/>â€œDonâ€™t thank me, thank Elias. I donâ€™t know why that man likes you so much. Personally I think youâ€™re a thorn in the side most days.â€<br/><br/>He didnâ€™t take that remark personally considering deep down he knew Lucian was another who was more than willing to help. The man was another reliable person within his little inner circle of friends, a person he knew damn well he could count on even if their relationship was rocky and not nearly as close as he was with Ivan or Elias. He just grinned at the man half-heartedly and they went their separate ways. He decided to remain silent while he led Shizu through the airport so they could leave, not really in the mood for speaking, thinking about getting home. The quickly moved through airport security; the line was not as long as he would have expected however the woman behind the desk seemed to look over Shizuâ€™s passport and ID a bit more than she looked over his. He could feel his jaw tense a bit but when everything checked out alright he relaxed and grinned at the woman before they took their leave.<br/><br/>Once they were a bit further beyond the airport, he walked to the nearest bus stop after asking another person sharing the stop, face glued to her phone, if they still ran this late, gesturing for Shizu to follow once the lady answered that they did, â€œI suppose this is where I say â€˜welcome to Israelâ€™,â€ he said to Shizu softly with a bit of a chuckle. â€œTell meâ€¦ what do you think of Israel so far?â€ He tried his best to keep his attention away from anything that might seem suspicious as they waited for the buss truthfully. Now that he was thinking about it, that ride had gone far too smoothly for his comfort.