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Post by Zarina Thu Jun 26, 2014 2:10 pm

Lindia looked outside the large glass windows of the airport and sighed, out of all the places to visit with her girlfriend the dart had landed on Moscow. Reaching out she rubbed the frost away with her hand and sighed, six inches of snow had already fallen from the time they had landed; a whole hour ago. The plane had been miserable for the American, from Berlin to Moscow she had been packed against a window (she loathed heights) with Laure on her other side and several loud and obnoxious children to her front and some impatient teen behind her, constantly kicking her seat. Half the time she almost murdered everyone, but Laure managed to keep her calm. Passing a hand through her blonde hair, emerald streaks across some strands, Lindia turned to face Laure, still watching the baggage claim. Lindia only used a carry-on bag for her things, though Laure used a suitcase.

She turned back to the window and pulled out her phone, checking the time and making sure she was disconnected from anyone from Camp Jupiter. This trip was for her and Laure, and nothing else but each other. Lindia hefted her duffel bag over her shoulder and walked to her girlfriend, blue eyes gentle and without hate, although pain still stood in the blue orbs. She was clothed simply, but for the cold too; Thick pants and a t-shirt, with a sweatshirt over that and a winter cap across her head, blonde hair hanging from the black clothe, and a few strands in her pale face. "How much longer?" She whispered into the ear of the other girl.

Zarina

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