How about instead we do this (bymywill) wrote in themetagamerp, @ 2018-08-10 03:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | cathleen |
Who: Cathleen Murphy and OPEN
When: August 16th 11AM
Where: LaGuardia Airport
Cathleen preferred flying and boats to cars and trains. If only for the fact that simple, smaller planes still had restrictions on electronics, and certain ones had few on their own in comparison to the giant passenger planes. Up in the air it was quiet for her, same out on the ocean. It took roundabouts eight hours to fly from London to New York, and she had been off the small, sightly rickety plane for two minutes, and her near constant, low headache had already doubled, wishing that eight had stretched a bit longer.
Her home accent came out more when she was tired, but at least it made the American who helped unload her few bags from the plane smile instead of the expression she usually got when she was feeling irritable. They were on a strip on the outskirts of the Airport, but it was still bustling LaGuardia. Everything in this city seemed to be chaos.
She shot off a quick text to Conor to let him know she landed safely. She had nearly invited him to come with her, but she was here to fix an odd hiccup in the security grid at the NY headquarters, not to play tourist or go to clubs. Cathleen headed towards the heart of the airport, trying to remember if someone was supposed to meet her here or at the headquarters proper. New Yorkers seemed to doubt anyone else’s capacity to navigate around their city - which was ridiculous. It wasn’t her fault they drove on the wrong side. Wait. She paused and leaned against a wall to pull on her backup headset, crank her music up a little and take a few excedrin.