<div class="floatleft">(http://fullhdpictures.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/Eva-Green-Photos-HD.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Colette Delcroix<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>New York | August 9, 2017 | Starts around Noon, nearing night as it ends.<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Jason<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Moving on!<br/><hr/><br/>The plane had made a stop at London, but Colette hadn't gotten off, there was no need to really. Pooch had been put back in their cage, it couldn't wander off anyway but she wasn't going to let the little sod eat all her hair and with no food for them they'd gotten bored of Colette fast. Flight creeped her out too, there wasn't any animals up in the air she could feel, just her and Pooch. Even the faint background hum of bug thoughts from inside the planes cavities had dropped off as the plane had gotten higher and anything not pressurized had dropped to temperatures way below freezing. Instead she just had to wait for the flight to arrive in Los Angeles, it was a long wait yet.<br/><br/>She'd settled in for a good sleep inside her towel pile, carrying that metal case around was making her arm cramp up and she was pretty sure it was going to be a long day when they finally landed. They had hours to go yet.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Colette was out like a light by the time they'd finally touched down in New York, in fact she was only finally woken when a luggage attendant began yelling at finding her. Eyes snapping open the jarring sensation of new animals filled her senses but she pushed that all aside for now, she'd have to think fast.<br/><br/>"Hi!" she tried, sitting up straight fast and banging her head on the corner of a suitcase. Fucking hurt! But she blinked back the pain and gave an awkward laugh instead, rubbing her neck with her free hand. The luggage attendant was a woman in her late thirties with long blonde hair tied into a ponytail under a yellow hard hat and a bad case of the freckles. Their eyes were wide as dinner plates right now, staring at the French Redhead who'd somehow turned up where only cat coughing up hairballs and a bunch of suitcases should be.<br/><br/>"So. You're probably wondering why I'm here." Colette said, shifting the metal case up to her side. The darn tape had held her fast to the handle at least, but damn if it didn't make it awkward to move in a cramped space. This was going to require tact, guile and all her cunning.<br/><br/>"I'm an internationally wanted criminal, carrying a bomb and I have such a cramped forearm right now. Is that going to be a problem?"<br/><br/>It had been a really long flight. She needed coffee before that tact and guile thing came back. Instead she was making the flight attendants eyes just bug out more. Sliding out of the compartment Collete shook her head and leaned forward to give them a quick kiss on the cheek.<br/><br/>"You're probably going to get some time off for this." she said as the attendant began to stammer a reply, pressing a finger to their lips and slipping a small wad of notes into their overalls pockets. "Best I can do. Ten second headstart?"<br/><br/>She got about five before the yelling started, but before any security could descend on her the local birds descended first and the airport was sent into total chaos as suddenly a few thousand people had to deal with literally anything edible being stolen by a ravenous horde of feathered fiends. By the time the freckled flight attendant had managed to tell someone just what had happened to her she was long gone. Using birds to solve a problem twice in one day made Colette feel a little uncreative, but honestly jetlag was a bitch enough right now to deal with, even with an enhanced physiology. She needed to find an animal immune to that someday, that'd be the best animal ever.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>After answering his doorbell, Jason would find Colette with a metal case tied to her hand and hair still a little wet from a very vigorous shower. She'd gotten a "I <3 NY" T-shirt and a pair of new jeans that hugged her so tight they looked like they'd been painted on. Colette gave him a little curtsy and smiled<br/><br/>"Bonjour Jason! You are not going to believe the day I've had. Would you mind solving a case for me?" she said, lifting the metal briefcase and shaking it "It'd be really appreciated"