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Post by madroswellfan » Sun May 28, 2006 12:43 pm

~~~~~MARC~~~~~
She gives me a really clearly fake smile and gets on her way. Damn, I was hoping for slightly more or a conversation than that. I want to try and socialise before we get on the island...you know...that way I can already be someone the other poeple turn to...since they won't know each other.

I look around trying to spot anyone to talk to...someone I can strike up a conversation with. But I daren't leave my seat...not if were going to "crash" soon. Not a chance Im getting up. I look around hoping to catch someone's attention.

In an ideal world I can get a girl to like me on the Island...that will boost ratings. I will have to try and get couples together...then of course break them up. But I bet that will be one of my tasks...

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Post by FaithfulAngel24 » Sun May 28, 2006 6:43 pm

*Hailey*

"Sure," He replies with a kind smile. He opens the bag easily and it's all I can do not to be annoyed with the peanuts. After all, they were conspiring against me. "Here you go. My name's Hunter by the way." He offers while handing me my snack. " I'm Hailey." I state as I happily munch along. "So... Bahamas huh? Are you going on vacation?" I question a tad curious as to why someone on a break would go dressed to an island in such formal attire. I myseld was wearing a simple sundress and flats. There is something about the way he lifts his eyebrow that I find intriging. :wink:
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Post by Fehr'sBear » Sun May 28, 2006 6:48 pm

Hunter

"I'm Hailey." She says brightly, eating the peanuts that were apparently trying not to be opened. "So... Bahamas huh? Are you going on vacation?" The bahamas? No...this plane is going to Washington...isn't it? It's then that I realize I'm on the wrong flight. And, well, I should have realized it before. Everyone is dressed for a beach vacation, except some grey haired guy in the back, who looks like he always wears a suit. What happened?

Recovering quickly so I don't blow my case, I smile casually at her. "Nice to meet you Hailey. Yeah, I'm going on vacation, but all my vacation clothes are packed in my bag. Wanted to look good for the landing," I joke, freaking out inside. Oh, god. Forget the promotion. I mean, I got on the wrong plane for god sakes.
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Post by FaithfulAngel24 » Sun May 28, 2006 6:56 pm

*Hailey*

He looks around the cabin of the plane almost as if he's confused or something. My eyes fall upon a handsome gentlemen with a grey suit on. He's eyeing me quite profusely so I assume he recognizes me. Which is out seeing as how I'd never peg him to be a romance novel fan. I smile politely at him and then turn back to my companion as he replies, "Nice to meet you Hailey. Yeah, I'm going on vacation, but all my vacation clothes are packed in my bag. Wanted to look good for the landing," He jokes so I smile good naturedly.

He seems to be hiding something ,but I'm not one to pry so I'll just let it go. "Well, you succeeded." I admonish before realizing how that sounded. "I mean you look nice." I laugh at myself while attempting to hide a blush in vain. "Some times words are mean to me." I joke, "Which is really quite awful since they are my life." At his puzzled expression I reveal, "I'm a writer."
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Post by ~*Marly*~ » Sun May 28, 2006 6:58 pm

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I've won a free holiday. Isn't it great. This is going to be awesome. I'm so excited, but a little terrified, from being on this plane. After I go to the bathroom and return to my seat, it's taken. Someone took my seat. So I go over to the only seat possible to sit in. I sit down next to a really cute guy. Dirty blonde hair really nice looking.

I thought I'd make conversation, "Uhh....So, you do you fly often?" I ask looking out the window seeing that we're maybe hundreds of feet up in the air. Feeling like I might get sick, I look to the seat in front of me quickly and hold on to the arm rest, not even giving the slightest thought that my hand was over the guy's next to me.
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Post by Fehr'sBear » Sun May 28, 2006 7:01 pm

Hunter

"Well, you succeeded. I mean you look nice." Hailey says, laughing in an attempt to hide a blush. Well, I know how that feels. I'm constantly speaking before I can think about it.

"Some times words are mean to me. Which is really quite awful since they are my life." She adds, explaining herself, and I look at her confused. Is she a public speaker? Politician? I don't recognize her.

"I'm a writer." She says, and realization hits in. Right. Words, as in books. That's interesting. More so than my job. Cop. Woopee.

"What kind of books do you write?" I ask, curious. I don't recognize the name Hailey, but she could write under a pen name.
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Post by FaithfulAngel24 » Sun May 28, 2006 7:04 pm

*Maria*

She smiles good naturedly and offers hers hand to me. "Umm...a magazine may be,I'm a model." Ahhh she's one of those. Not that I'm hating it's just that I have met very few models that weren't vapid and shallow. Course on the other end I haven't encountered many famous singers that aren't selfish and concieted so there you go. Perhaps we ar eboth the exception. "But don't tell anyone." She whispers dramatically causing a smile to play across my lips.

"I'm Isabel Evans." Shaking her hand politely I respond, "You're secret is safe with me." Judging by her outfit and the dark shades I assume she's in hiding. Some stars really don't enjoy being in the lime light 24/7. I for one thrive on it, but since she went to all the trouble I guess I'll try to help her keep her cover. "I'm Maria Deluca." I reveal just above a whisper. "I think I saw you at the Vogue party last year." That's where I recognized her from. She's like the face of Chanel or something or another. :wink:
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Post by candyGazer » Sun May 28, 2006 9:19 pm

Michael

The old woman beside me continues to snore. I can't take it any longer. Frustrated, I run a hand through my hair. Not caring if I embarrass myself, desperatly I state rather loudly "Anyone have an empty seat?"

The woman beside me stirrs, but doesn't wake.
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Post by madroswellfan » Mon May 29, 2006 2:47 am

~~~~~MARC~~~~~
Suddenly a girl comes and sits at me. I look at her for a moment and smile.
"Uhh....So, you do you fly often?"
I watch as she looks out of the window and then snaps her head forward. Ah...not a good flyer. She has her hand on the arm rest...on top of mine.

Perfect.

"A bit, but not a lot" I say as I turn to her. "I'm a doctor, so I don't have much time to go flying."
She has gone rather pale so I say
"Don't worry...I'm sure everything will be fine" I say.

~~~~~TESS~~~~~
"Anyone have an empty seat?"
I look around and see a guy sitting next to an old woman who's clearly asleep. I giggle to myself. Awww....well I have an empty seat...its where people keep coming up to me for autographs... but I think he needs the seat more than I do.
"There's a seat here" I call to him.

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Post by candyGazer » Mon May 29, 2006 3:06 am

Michael

"There's a seat here" A young blond responds. I swear I heard her giggle.

With one last look towards to sleeping elder, I am up, out of the seat, and walking towards the strang woman who was kind enough to offer me a seat. With a smile, I sit down next to her and say a simple "thank you."
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