<div class="floatright">(http://i986.photobucket.com/albums/ae348/Stef82K/Private/Red%20Monika/135246-42905-red-monika_zps516fc63c.jpg)</div>Monika was relaxed as the plane descended, she glanced nonchalantly over at Prissy, did the woman even realize they were landing or did she simply not care? The hard crosswinds made for rough turbulence but she didn’t think much of it at first. Then she felt the bounce of the wheels of the runway followed by her stomach lurching as the plane pulled up fast. Her hands gripped the sides of the seat when there was the thunderous crash and a cacophony of terrible noises.<br/><br/>The world whirled and she thought,<em>Oh fantastic, this is how I’m going to die. Tied to a chair. True, it had occurred to me that might happen but there was more asphyxiation involved…</em>. Monika wasn’t sure if she blanked out but next thing she realized she was upside down, long red hair dangling, and smelling smoke. She found the belt buckled and prepared for a graceful flip to land on her feet. She moved over to Nicole, “Get a move on princess or…” and then noticed the woman was unconscious. She rolled her neck annoyed, “Greaat.”<br/><br/>Brining Nicole to her destination as a charred corpse probably wouldn’t go over very well with the client. She was had just drawn her Wakizashi and was about to cut Nicole down when she heard a voice. Her first instinct was to reach for her gun, but if they were trying to kill her it probably already would have happened. “Oi! Over here!” She tried to direct whoever it was through the wreckage. It sounded like a man, hopefully someone strong enough to carry Nicole.