<strong>Animal (LA)</strong><br/><br/>The indian girl turned to smirk at the animal, speaking seriously. "My mom didn't call me it but now I am Shaman." She smirked and gestured at the sky with open arms. "And this is mother nature...<em>on the rag.</em>" The lightning crackled all over the storm's area, weak this time but impressive enough striking several dozen buildings, giving the lightning-rods a lot of work and hitting a few roofs without the rods in place or poorly maintained. If not for the rain there might have been a few fires by now already as well, bursts of dust kicked off into the air a few times, and at least two buildings more in the distance going entirely lights-out after the hits.<br/><br/>"We're gonna raise some hell!" She grinned to the large ape, then frowning. "Looks like Miss Goodie-Two-Shoes fled?" She looked around a bit surprised, not having kept an eye on Val when she had spoken to the large Ape or focused on the clouds.<br/><br/>The airplane was getting closer high up, but partially obscured by clouds again, it was trying to stay<em>above</em>the storm itself.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Myriad (LA)</strong><br/><em>@Marie's Office</em><br/><br/>"Oh, that can be done soon. You are alright with swimsuit issue no? They would like you as a queen... and possibly your own 'court' along the poolside. They got a lot of other ideas, but apparently they are very interested in seeing more of you, in the classiest meaning it can have in this." She smiled, looking at Myriad. She didn't need to say what she thought. Myriad was attractive and could be even more so, and she could be so in many different ways at the same time too. That was talent, and someone like Hef's pictorial artist could make it classy, without getting trashy.<br/><br/><em>@On the Street</em><br/><br/>There was a short moment before the police voice on the line spoke seriously. "Ma'am, normally I'd call you a bad prankster but right now I'm willing to grasp at straws, you are saying there's a flying woman in our airspace causing all of this, and she's threatening a plane in the air? I'll inform this ahead but please understand this is serious charges." Bureocrats.<br/><br/>At least she could hear the sirens nearby, the broken down helicopter having a pair of people helping the pilot out from the looks of it, and the ambulance emergency medical technicians rushing out to try and help the people being lifted out.<br/><br/><strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>As the situation was calming down a bit, there was a short ring as a phone rang on the table a couple of times, before a voice rose up in the voice-mail. "This is Alexander Ravencliff, and I have done work previously with Marie, who I believe you have signed up with. I would like to make you an offer, I am looking for a fresh face, have a chat with Marie if you like, and call me." What followed was him repeating his number, though the caller id had already given it, but he repeated it nonetheless, and then finished with "Hope to hear from you again." The phone clicked again, the call finishing.<br/><br/>During the time she had been budding the news had changed a bit. The storm in LA area had apparently kept moving on for a while, and was showing signs of breaking up on its path towards Nevada deserts, estimated to break up harmlessly after leaving the more populated LA area.<br/><br/>In the meanwhile, the broadcast kept commenting on the freakish weather and on inadequate preparations, global warming and everything that they could think of to blame.