<blockquote class="uncited"><div>(Ult)Andy jumps a little at the shout from behind, having been caught up in some sort of mix of awe and fear at the sight of the living airport in front of him. "S-sorry," he calls back, then steps before he has time to change his mind, sending him down the slide towards her gaping maw!</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Andy would find the boy-hood playground memories of slides quite far from his mind as he slides down into the giantess's mouth... he's dropped onto her tongue and slides even faster toward the back of her throat-<br/><br/>With barely a sound, he's swallowed down into the darkness of her throat...<br/><br/>and suddenly it's light! Andy slides out of a fleshy tunnel to a wide open chamber... filled with the dull roar of many, many people. The lights appear to be glowing wires of a sort, on both the walls and the ceiling of the chamber. Real flesh. it's actually a bit hard to hear over the crowd, but The giantess's heartbeat and breathing are a constant reminder of just where he is.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-weight: bold">Flight 37-A arriving at Gate 3.</span>" A large sign almost seems to have been tatooed into the fleshy wall above the tunnel he emerged from... yup, Gate 3.<br/><br/>A catgirl wearing a uniform identical to the AIRPORT smiles at him. "Welcome to Hanna Continental Airport, sir!"<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>(Also Ult)Sophie smiles at her. "Hey hey, that's okay! Once you have a place to live, which you will with me around, it should be easy to get a job!" she exclaims. "But I've been thinking... What if my boss refuses tomorrow? By then it'd be too late... But I can't leave by myself, I need to be piloted..."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Bailey sighs happily as Sophie holds her. "Thanks..." she murmurs, snuggling up to the large Biomech.<br/><br/>The Hybrid's words do trouble her, though. "I... I don't have a licence, but I took a few driving lessons..." Thinking hard, Bailey finally shakes her head. "I'll... work something out. If worst comes to worse... we could always try running. I'm sure Janet would help... if she could."<br/><br/>00000<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>(Misty) shawn had snuck into germaines area.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Germaine was about to try sleeping again but suddenly felt eyes on her. She WAS expected to guard the stuff she housed, but normally the fact that she was a Macro giantess of decent size deterred all thieves. Well... thieves usually had to sneak up on a sleeping macro with a big truckload of tranquilizer to keep them unconscious while they looted about inside, but that was still risky.<br/><br/>'<span style="font-style: italic">well, I might just have some fun tonight!</span>' the overstuffed bunnygirl thought to herself, and set about faking sleep, keeping her eyes shut.<br/><br/>So many civilians always assumed that Macro's were unobservant or slow just because they stayed in one place all day.<br/><br/>0000000<br/>(Open Character)<br/>Janet the VTOL-Girl was again, rather bored. Still she was throwing out a "FREE-Taxi" signal, but briefly considered just flying somewhere and looking for someone to talk to.