Sev was thrown off balance from the request, blinking at her a few times before her brain managed to register the words. Forgive her? After all the talk of saving her..?
She grimaced a little, realising the two had no real significance when compared to each other. However, she didn't give an answer for almost a minute, remaining silent until she looked back at the porthole, not even acknowledging Fumika's existance before muttering.
"That may take a while." she said, the words seeming emotionless as Sev hid herself behind the mask she had so often practiced. Her eyes remained locked on the viewing window, and she didn't even throw the slightest notice to the girl beside her. May take a while, if at all.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
Fumika, as per usual, spent a moment collecting her reply before issuing it. Whatever signs of perceived weakness she had about her vanished as quickly as they had developed.
Understood.
Aside from that single word she would hold silent for some time, an uncomfortable air surrounding the four passengers as Evangeline politely ushers the shuttle down towards a landing facility amongst the towering skyscrapers Manhattan is famous for.
Barely a single word is spoken for the rest of the journey, the flight culminating at one of the numerous public landing sights dotted throughout Manhattan. With the ship's VTOL systems completing a mundane and routine landing procedure, the ships' engines are shut down.
Fumika is the first to unbuckle herself, methodically taking to her feet and standing silently. The taller woman stares down upon the others, but Seventeen in particular earns herself a cold-hearted glare.
Sev grimaced, slightly peeved at the emotional 180's Fumika seemed to exhibit. Standing, and putting on the simple disguise, she checks her suit and sighs slightly, Adjusting the glasses to be more comfortable.
Looking up towards Eva, her slight grimace indicates her opinion on the masquerade, wanting to get out of the ship for a few reasons- among them both removing the stupid disguise eventually, and the excitement of a planet's surface awaiting her.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
Evangeline trundles down the small hallway and re-enters the cargo bay as the rest of the crew unbuckle themselves in turn. Having been unable to hear most of the conversation she walks right into an awkward, dense air - pausing in silence as she comprehends the situation surrounding her.
Sev just looks away, a slight shiver running down her spine.
"Yes. Of course..."
She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, absently contemplating something.
"We should go. They'll already be tracking us by now..."
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
Evangeline walks over to the elevator platform and, in reverse sequence, readies it for use. Evangeline motions to Fumika to step on the platform, which she does immediately and silently.
Fumika grabs ahold of the side railing on the small square and is abruptly dropped downwards, the sudden shift disturbing her regal air once more.
Once Fumika reaches the tarmac below and steps off, the procedure is repeated for every member of the ship's personnel, eventually leaving only Sev and Evangeline aboard.
Sev stepped on the elevator, finding herself quickly dropped to the surface of Manhattan. She looked around, taking in the planet's features...the sky, the lack of black! There was no space here, towering buildings and a dulled sun. Various ships rolled through the skies in careful lanes, the traffic moving smoothly throughout the planet.
"Well...this isn't what I expected at all." she said, stifling a laugh. She took one last spinning look at the planet, then stopped, shuffling slightly.
"Ah...well then." she muttered, her child-like demeanor quickly stifled, then she looked up at one of the buildings, a slight glint of sunlight revealing something that made her go cold.
Nearby, floating over one of the buildings, an atmospheric transport passed by. A single engine on the rear kept it level, with two energy turbines at the front propelling it across manhattan. And on the side of the pristine white vessel, the symbol of Concordia Research was emblazoned in shining blue.
"I knew it..." she muttered, all elation at being finally planetside washed away.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
Evangeline drops herself down the elevator and, after stepping off, leaves the wired controller on the platform. She walks over to one of the legs supporting the craft and flips open a hatch. A button inside the small compartment retreats the elevator back into the ship.
She retrieves a solitary black plastic transponder key from her jeans and presses a button on its face causing the ship's anti-collision lights to blink twice in rapid succession. After the minor lightshow, Evangeline turns to Sev's general direction.
Immobiliser, remote central locking, leather pilot's seat, cruise and climate controls. Everything that matters on it works. Sure the paint's a bit buggered but can't complain for four hundred thousand and half an Eagle, 'ey?
After realising Sev isn't paying any attention Evangeline casually wafts over beside the woman who is, seemingly, staring at nothing in particular. Without being noticed Eva sneaks up right next to her, their faces finishing only millimetres away.
Evangeline joins Sev in looking in the same general direction whilst concurrently gently leaning on her, but is unable to specify what the current target is. She gives up and turns to face Sev directly, breathing on her cheeks.
I'm hungry.
Ever had a hotdog?
The unexpected outburst directly into Sev's ear causes a sudden return to reality.
Sev blinks a few times, as the world took perspective once again. She looked at Eva, as her brain processed the words.
"I'm...not really hungry."
she looks around again, looking as if she expects someone to pop out of nowhere.
"I don't think I will be for a while...but uh...no, I haven't had a hotdog."
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
Evangeline backs away slightly before casually resting her hand on Sev's shoulder
They look kinda "meh" but they taste fine and you can live on them for months at a time. There's a hotdog stand that is permanantly affixed to the park out the front of the hotel I use when I'm here which is where we're going now. Can't really say no to feeding a family of five for pocket change can you?
I'll shout you one if you like. You're on Manhattan now you should eat like a Manhattanite!
Evangeline beckons Sev to follow her as she starts walking off the tarmac parking lot, the rest of the girls quickly following suit.
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