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[Lil Brat]

*Brat picks up her bag, stuffing it inside the over-sized coveralls, shifting it carefully so it merely appears as though she needs to go on a bit of a diet. She strolls out of the igloo as if she belongs exactly where she is.* Just act like you belong here, like you're here everyday. *She walks over to one of the tugs and goes past, unhooking all but one of the carts. She strolls back to the tug, grinning when she sees the key in the ignition. Typical, in all the excitement, the crew went running without grabbing the key. She jumps up on the tug, reaching her arm down to dame. There's only one seat so dame will need to sit to the side, on the hump above the tires. Fortunately, the tugs are slow and frequently have a spare rider.*  

[damecharlie]

dame grins and reaches up to take Brat's arm, swinging herself onto of the tire hump. "Thanks, mate," she says in a slightly gruff voice. dame balances herself and holds on to Brat's seat with one arm, the other placed between herself and the edge of the hump. She nods to Brat when she is situated. Brat turns the key to the ignition and starts off with the tug.  

[Lil Brat]

*They drive away from the chaos which has created a lovely diversion. Brat drives the tug up to the airport building, not far from one of "airline personnel only" doors. The doors require a card scanner for entry, but not for exit. This door should take them in to a break room and the operations control room for the airline. The ops room has windows and the desk and computer face towards the outside windows. If the ops staff is sitting at the desk, they can sneak down the hallway unseen to the stairs that lead in to the airport. The door at the top of the stairs works exactly like the one downstairs. Brat turns off the tug and slides down.* I'm going in, wait by the door. I'll open it from the inside. *She slips in to the shadows and in to the building, peering through the shadow before entering the break room. Luck is still on their side and it's empty. She leaves the shadow and opens the door for dame.*  

[ThisEmptySoul]

{{I think those high heels would be a dead giveaway that you're not actually personnel. ninja }}  

[Lil Brat]

((Lol ~ it's a good thing everyone is paying more attention to that burning plane then, huh.))  

[Lil Brat]

*As she pulls the door open, she realizes her shoes are clacking on the tile floor. She quickly slides them off, while pulling her bag from her coveralls. Reaching inside, she finds her sneakers, and slides them on, dropping her heels in to the bag. She pulls her bag over her shoulder.*

((Thanks, TES. And yes, I wore tennis shoes at the airport when I worked there, on the ramp... High-top Reeboks ~ 3nodding ~ that they don't make anymore. stare

And now when we sneak past the Ops Agent, it'll look like we are either going to grab some lunch, or we're just off shift and heading home.))  

[damecharlie]

((Shhh with your logic, Tes. The, uh...coveralls cover her feet! rofl I know they cover dame's. She's so shor....er...fun sized! xd ))

dame nods, slips off the tug herself and quietly makes her way to the door. After a few minutes, Brat opens the door and dame goes inside. dame and Brat walk down the hallway and up to the stairs with no problems or interruptions. She notices this door works the same as the outside door so dame waits patiently for Bratty to open the door for her. 4laugh  

[Lil Brat]

((Lol ~ the door opens from the inside with no card. We'd need one to open the door if we were in the airport trying to get in, but we're going out. Just in case TES wants to get persnickety again. wink ))

*Brat opens the door, grinning at dame. The two stroll casually in to the airport. (Since they're leaving the waiting area, they don't have to go through the security gate.) People are staring out windows trying to see what's going on, and Brat and dame go unnoticed as they walk out the main doors of the airport.* Guess we'd better "find our car." wink  

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

Psyzapp's Memoirs

*Today, Psyzapp and Officer Dougherty went to the Fashion District in New York. He had to practically drag her away from every window displaying either jewelry or shoes. She was relentless and so he finally gave in and figured if she got it out of her system, they could move on. She must have tried on at least 100 pairs of shoes. She was so grateful for his patience she took him to a traditional Irish Pub for lunch and some Irish Whiskey.

Later that evening, they picked up her Mother and attended a performance of Swan Lake. A ballet playing at The Metropolitan Opera. Psyzapp just loved it and her Mother was pleased to see that Officer Dougherty loved her daughter enough to indulge her love for the Arts and escort her proudly, like a gentleman.*

*Shoes! He just cannot believe his Pietrina's fetish for obtaining the best shoes on the market! Though he must admit that some of her shoes make her look so damned sexy and are often left on when they ... Suddenly, he is jolted back to the present when he hears her asking him how a particular pair of shoes looks on her, one of many such instances to happen throughout the morning. She absolutely must find the perfect pair of shoes to add to her collection! Many stores later, she finally settles on several pairs to have shipped back to her at MW, and another two pairs are bagged up for her to enjoy now.

Carrying some of her bags as they walk along the many shops, he notices many outdoor cafes. One in particular grabs his attention. It is The Triple Crown Ale House & Restaurant, also known as O'Shea's Cafe. They have a seat at one of the small tables in a fenced in area along the sidewalk. She enjoys a Gorgonzola Salad with a balsamic vinaigrette and he gets a traditional Reuben sandwich, each following their lunch with a nice glass of Irish Whiskey.

During their adventure in the fashion district, and unknown to her as she was too engrossed in looking at everything else, he took several glances at some of the rings ... diamond rings in particular. He made mental notes of the price ranges, knowing that what jewelry they did have in the store window displays would be the most popular in their newest accessories. He watches her closely as she stops to peer into each of the jewelers window displays, looking to see if he can catch her likes and dislikes. In his mind, he knows very well that the ring that he may eventually present to her must be just as unique as his Pietrina is. Nothing simple will do. He realizes that this will take some time, to do some research in order to find just the right ring for his beloved, as well as have enough finances to cover such an extravagant purchase.

After spending nearly the whole day shopping, they grab a cab back to the Penthouse, where they rest up for a couple of hours. They order a light dinner to be delivered to the penthouse as they get ready to attend the Opera. As was requested of him, Claude was most helpful in obtaining tickets for them to attend a performance of Swan Lake at The Metropolitan Opera, as well as providing for Limo services. They pick up Palmira at The Plaza, then head over to the opera house for an evening at the ballet.*

(( *Pointing upward* Good thing I saved all that to MS Word! Had to quickly log off computer for awhile due to being in the middle of a tornado warning! gonk There appears to have been a possible touchdown about 5 miles North of here, but do not have any more info on that at the moment. Fortunately we are in the clear now, but time is not on my side anymore, so will be making the rest of this Wall-of-Text short and sweet. stressed ))

*After an enjoyable evening watching the performance of Swan Lake, they get into the Limo and take Palmira back to The Plaza. The three of them stop at the restaurant for awhile, to partake in a light desert and to chat some more about the performance. After seeing Palmira off to her room, William and Pietrina take the Limo back to the penthouse and retire for the evening.*  

[Lil Brat]

((Ouch ~ you stay safe my friend heart We'll catch you later.))  

[damecharlie]

dame shrugs and follows Brat. Once they are in the parking lot, dame slips behind a larger vehicle and out of the smelly coveralls. Stuffing them underneath, she steps back out, patting her hair, "Oh yes, let's do, Bratty." They peruse the parking deck a few minutes before finding a suitable vehicle, "You can just slip inside, right?" dame leans in closer and whispers, "Can you take care of the little...'no key' problem too?"  

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

(( We're fine. Got a little wet and windy around here, but the updrafts were recorded North of us. The weathermen are tracking the line of storms on the East side of the state now. We will more than likely be hearing of a lot of wind damage in the morning news. Goodnight folks! ))  

[Lil Brat]

*Blinks, having thought dame had been trained to take care of the no key issue. She slips in to the car, unlocking the door for dame and pushing it open, checking to see if dame still has her gloves and is relieved to see she does. She removes her coveralls and tosses them in to the backseat, along with the hat and headset. Searching her bag, she finds the small multi-tool she always carries with her and uses the screwdriver to punch the ignition. She starts the car and the two drive away.*

((We'll assume they ditched the car several blocks from the MW and walked the rest of the way. See you there and hopefully we haven't beaten Icy and the boys back.))

((Glad the twisters are missing you, and hoping the wind doesn't create a lot of damage. Goodnight, Officer))  

[damecharlie]

((LOL dame CAN take care of the no key problem, just figured it be easier to go head and open the door from the inside. rofl rofl rofl Yeah, I hope we haven't beaten them either...wonder what they been doin'...))

The trip back from the airport feels like the longest daggum trip in the whole history of trips. Her mind wonders to her car and it gets hung there. The only thing she can think of is her baby and if those thugs at the farmhouse have been taking care of it! gonk She worries herself into a fret and vows tomorrow she is damn well gonna go get her baby! Even if she has to walk! gonk As they get back into down, Brat and her ditch the vehicle and walk the rest of the way. dame debates whether to just go home or to actually go to the MW. It's late and she's tired.

((And...we can see where Icy and the boys are tomorrow. I'm gonna head to bed and leave it open ended. Sound good to you? -snuggles- Thanks for rescuing me, Bratty! xd ))  

[Lil Brat]

((Sounds wonderful ~ I need to put my butt in bed, too. Need to get up in 6 hours. See you tomorrow night and sleep well. *Snugs* And of course I'd rescue dame... but not if she goes to get that car. L's probably waiting for her to do exactly that. ninja ))