Hard Landing

[mystique]

Python brought the plane down. He'd been spared the ten hour trip to New York when Mystique had decided to fly she and Aurora to South Africa instead. It would keep them off the radar, and ended up not costing all that much. Still... she flew first class. She'd had enough of the inside of that cargo plane to last her a lifetime. Only the last leg of the trip employed it.

"You go in," she said to Aurora as they landed. "I'm going to stay out here a while, make sure the plane's okay. Don't tell anyone I'm here. Of course if they ask... but just keep it quiet, okay..." She nodded to Aurora, and walked to the cockpit.

"Hey Python," she said, setting her hand on his shoulder, and sitting in the copilot seat. They'd both flown the plane a hundred or more times, but she tended not to these days. Too much to do.

"You don't have to talk to him, you know." Python levelled his gaze at her. She sighed, and looked back. She was really going to miss him, if anything ever happened to either of them.

"I know."

"WHat happened in Philadelphia wasn't your fault."

"Yes... yes it was." She ran her fingers through her hair, and shook her head.

[Aurora]

Aurora nodded, picking up a few bags, including a box wrapped in bright paper and tied with a bow, and made her way carefully to the door. "Got it."

From there, she floated to the ground. She didn't want the bow to rip off with the speed of travelling quickly, though it would have gotten her to the building much faster. 'Thank goodness we're back,' she thought. It had been wonderful to get away, but it was nearly as wonderful to get back. She especially wanted to see Angie and give her her present.