Hijacked to paradise: A better

[Daedalus]

Jack, the Photographer

The copilot smiled at me as he came out of the cockpit. Probably only because I made eye contact, but I shot a smile back at him anyway.

He's good looking, dark skinned, nice body, but he'll never have a modeling career except maybe as a body double. It looks like somebody broke his nose once upon a time.

I turned to look at him as he made a beeline for Vailyn.

"Nice ass," I thought, "too bad he's probably completely straight. What a waste."

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Allie

I see the copilot leave the cockpit and make his way over to one of the models. I check my watch, the timing couldn't be more perfect, with only one person to deal with in the cockpit, one man to be exact. And if I knew anything, it was how to deal with a man. I casually glance around at my fellow passengers, making eye contact with a handsome black man. I drop a wink at him. He smiles at me and nodds. I stand up and make my way to the front of the plane.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor (pilot)

Glancing down, my eyes catch an island, one of the hundreds that are uninhabited in the Bahamas. Of the over 700 islands, only about 25 have permanent residents. The island is about 1.5 miles long; no more than 500 yards wide. It has some relatively heavy vegetation in the center and even a small hill. The beaches are typical - lovely white sand with dark blotches underwater - coral, for sure. For fun, I flip the autopilot off and make a lazy left turn to circle the island - after all, this is hardly an airline operation. I notice that the faint radio signal from Nassau is not registering on my Navcoms. We are too low to send a message - not that I would want to anyway.

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Allie

The plane turns, under normal circumstances, this wouldn't effect me, but it worked perfectly for a small play on the damsel in distress routine. I let out a startled 'oh' and fell into the copilots seat.

OOC: Thor darling, you're playing right into my, er, our hands ~evil grin~ (now does anyone have the slightest fucking idea why we'd want to hijack a dinky little plane full of models?? - other than that! Sheesh, get your minds out of the gutter! oh yeah, almost forgot where I was ~L~ never mind!) But still, doesn't it seem kinda odd to anyone else? And I'm still wondering if we really want to crash and be stranded, we could crash, but the island could be the one inhabited by our mysterious backer. (come on, speak up!)

Pheonix, as soon as I get this guy eating out of my hand, secure the hostages in the cabin, and I'll cover our pilot. ~s~

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

OOC: Hijack reason? The plane has cargo, too...a couple of boxes consigned to the Bank of The Bahamas in Nassau - to be delivered after the charter. Supposedly, only I know about that.

IC: Suddenly a woman half fell into the vacant co-pilot's seat. Automatically taking inventory I note the full breasts under her shirt and a really nice posterior outlined by her tight shorts. Fairly tall with green eyes.

"Ordinarily, passengers belong in the cabin, but there are always exceptions," I say, as I continue the gentle turn around the island below. "And who might you be? Do you want to fly?" With that, I push the nose over gently and take my hands off the controls.

 

[Jamesss17]

James:

I never was a gentleman and got excitied quickly.
"Hey you get outta my seat." She looked beautiful but I wanted my seat back. As she got up she brushed herself against Thor. I noticed Thor had noticed her clevage. I had too. As she left the pilot hanger, Thor got frustrated at me. "James why do you have to do that? The plane's on auto pilot and I can do the rest by myself go and talk to Vailyn. She seems shy and lonely too." I got up and noticed the same woman glaring at me.
I walked up to her. "Please excuse my manners." I said feeling dissapointed with myself. "It's just that your not allowed in the pilot hanger and I love my seat."
She looked behind her and she looked at a black guy over in the corner. She then smiled at me.

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Allie

OOC: Just one or two little gripes; I wouldn't glare at you, just maintain my wide-eyed innocent look. And being a professional, a small glance at my fellow hijacker when no one is looking is one thing, but I would never openly make eye contact like that. Never know when the wrong person could catch on and cause trouble, and then we'd have to shoot someone, and we don't really like doing that.

IC: I was just getting comfortable when the copilot rushed up and had a kitten, telling me to get out of his seat. I obliged, being sure to brush up against Thor as I did so, and stepped out side of the cockpit. I heard Thor talking to him, but couldn't make out what they were saying. The copilot came back out.

"Please excuse my manners," he said. "It's just that your not allowed in the pilot hanger and I love my seat." I smiled sweetly at him.

"I promise you I'll behave myself, no worries love," I said, sweet and innocent act on full volume, touching his arm to put him at ease. "And besides, I think that girl, Vailyn, really likes you. I heard her saying you were cute earlier." He smiled, and walked back over to sit next to her. I actually hadn't heard her say anything about him one way or the other, but it got him out of my hair.

I returned to the seat next to Thor, smiling at him.

"Are you sure it's all right that I'm here? I really don't want to upset anyone," I pulled out the genuine concern. "Oh, and by the way, my name is Emily." I said, smiling and pouring on the sweetness.

OOC: I don't think I'd give you my real name, so I made one up.

[Edited by goddess_euphoria on 12-04-2000 at 09:01 AM]

 

[Daedalus]

Jack, the photographer

After that scene he made in the cockpit the copilot seemed a lot less attractive. I think he's wound a bit too tight. Oh well, I tilted my seat back once again closing my eyes and trying to nap.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

pilot Thor

OOC: hangars are where planes park.

Levelling the plane since no one seemed to want to fly, I glanced at the newly returned seatmate. "Emily, your beauty graces the cock...pit." Laughing to myself at the play on words, I glance out the windscreen and level out on course for the island that was the destination for the photo shoot group. Turning half around, I shut the cockpit door. The lock 'snicks' as the door closes. "Emily, I hope you don't mind. All this traffic in and out of here is distracting." I engage the autopilot again with a flip of my thumb.

 

[Inkubus]

Can I play

I have been reading on in intrest to see how the "rescue" of the "hijacked" story line goes, I didnt think you guys need another male but If your interested , I was tempted to play a background char. I was reading the comments and you said something about the motive of the hijcking (as if you need one to hijack a plane full of models) but another comment mentioned several boxes that are marked for a bank. Would you guys be against an engraver and currency plates being on board the plane? If you guys are ok with it Id like to play the nervous artist who is escorting the new plates to the bank under the guise that they are just income forms. Little does he know that the terrorists already know about the plates.(if its to cheesy let me know and I'll think of something else.
If Interested his name is Dalen Vasquez he is is 21 and on his first major commision. he is in "disguise" as a tourist in casual clothes and is never seen wihout a sketch pad.

 

[~*wistful_passion*~]

You have the stewardess yet? if not i'd be happy to play one.

role: stewardess
Name: Shannon
discription: too start off with, she's still new, and only on her second or thrid flight by herself, so she's somewhat nervous/paranoid. long, red hair, green eyes('ey, it's xmas time...*ggl*) hidden behinde a small pair of glasses that aren't really needed, but thinks they make her look better. a slim figure, with a small chest(b cup at most), but only about 5'5. she's 26 and out of collage which would make this her first major job.

i'll post more of her description when i think of more

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Allie

OOC: Inkubus, I think currency plates would be a wonderful reason to hijack a plane (much better than just a box of money, more like unlimited money, which would definately make it worth the effort!) Nothing is too cheesy for us! ~L~ (ok, admittedly I've been up for about 36 hours and I'm babbling nuts right about now)

And ~*wistful_passion*~ (great name by the way!) A stewardess would be very much appreciated. (since I think you me and Vailyn are the only women abord thus far)

IC: Thor closes the cockpit door and I smile sweetly at him. I lean over towards him, being sure to expose maximum cleavage without completely falling out of my tank top.

"Wow, how can you keep all these gizmos and dials and what-nots straight in your head? It all looks totally confusing," I'm just all lies today, I thought. I could fly this baby with my eyes closed. I always made it a rule to never try and steal anything that I couldn't control.

OOC: Just realized I wasn't completely thinking when I dressed my character, cause a leather jacket on a flight to a troplical island would be kinda strange, so I'll just say she's wearing a light denim jacket.

~ Ok, Pheonix baby, I'm just waiting for you to start some comotion...

 

[Thor's Hammer]

pilot Thor

OOC: your steely-eyed pilot is travelling again...be back Thursday PM. Don't land without me LOL.

IC: Thinking to himself as his eyes are pulled (he is male, after all) to the lovely boobs half concealed, "I'd like to put my gizmo someplace alright."

With a deft touch, I adjust the prop control to correct a minor synch problem in the right engine. As we fly on I babble importantly about the complexity of aviation. My aviator yellow glasses compliment the rakish 50 mission cap...

 

[Inkubus]

Dalen

Dalen tried to relax, his uncle had pulled alot of strings to get him this job and he supposed he should be greatfull. I mean the pay he was getting to consult and escort was infinetly more prosprous than when he was a starving artist wondering if he should buy paint or eat. But if this was so great why was he so miserable. Passion he thought... 'at least when I was poor I was happy, and I was surrounded by friends and my art.' Ever since he reentered his family life he had had to wear stuffy suits and keep his hair short abd he hadnt seen his friends in months. He tried to concentrate on just what exacly he was supposed to do when he got off the plane. He went over the instructions and chuckled at himself, He had thought it was all very exciting when he agreed to do it. But now that he was enroute , the ludicrousness of it all set in, if something happened what was he supposed to do? Draw his way out? He Had been given a weapon, a permit and instructions, all of which he had no idea how to use. He had never even fired a gun , much less carry one. so he packed it all in his bag and promptly forgot about them...subconciously he pulled out his sketch pad and started drawing. His hazel eyes were a stark contrast to his tan skin and ebon hair. His months with his family had almost erased the starving artist look about him. Now he was tone and well fed, but the starving look was still in those eyes... they scanned his suroundings looking for something... Within moments he was blissfully relaxed and doodling along the page. Some became images but it was mostly just scketches of his surroundings. Before he knew what he was doing he had started to sketch the pretty young stewardess who was checking on every one.

[Edited by Inkubus on 12-05-2000 at 10:08 AM]

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Allie

OOC: Don't worry Thor, we seem to have lost our other hijacker anyway.

IC: I notice Thor staring at my chest. Good, I think to myself, he's interested. I notice him adjust the prop control, and wonder if there had been problems with the right engine before, or if that had just started.

I listened to him talk about the complexity of aviation, all the time remembering to play the dumb girl, though at times I felt compelled to chime in about something. I just made sure to appear interested. At least I didn't have to fake interest in him, he was rather handsome. I smiled at him and try to maintain my professional detachment.

 

[Overfiend]

Blake

Blake sat in his seat impatiently. He looked out the window to see the clear blue sky as thought on to himself 'nice view.' He reaches to the floor and pulls out a magazine as he lowers the tray to eat from. Placing his magazine on the tray he begins to fake reading. Starts to look up at his companion, "all she needs to do is occupy that captain." Reaches into his bag and starts to assemble his gun, plastic which evaded the metal detectors. It's not that big,like a .22 but its a decent weapon. He pulls out his pen and opens it up to reveal his metal bullets and starts to load his gun.

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Allie

OOC: ~Kisses Overfiend~ I was just wandering if I should put out another add for a fellow hijacker. It's great to have people read your mind!

IC: Flirting like mad with the hunky pilot Thor.

 

[Overfiend]

OOC: Today's News... Mad Terrorist hijacks plain with breasts... when approached.. she thrusted her chest up... SWAT team feared making any sudden moves.. she could put an eye out with those things... =)

IC: Yes Blake thought to himself, what a lucrative job it is to be in the white slave business. Those damn models he thought, followed them for days into every mall in the freakin district before the agency decided to send them. When we hijack this plane, Im forcing them to eat chocolate.

 

[Inkubus]

Dalen

Dalen had scketched Shannon before he realized what he was doing. He turned the page hoping she hadnt noticed. He started trying to draw other things, He kept trying to think of anything but the engraving plates this trip was really for. He realized hed make a lousy secret agent. Slowly he slipped into another drawing and a peace washed across his soul he was drawing a beautiful shoreline after a rain, he began to draw a person in the photograph. It was a lady walking across the beach leaving footprints in the sand...
he resigned himself to sketching and enjoying the rest of the flight. subconciosly he failed to notice that the lady in his sketch looked remarkably like Shannon.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

pilot Thor

OOC: I have landed (returned) again. LOL. Time to hijack the plane or Allie will soon join the 'mile high club.'

IC: Smoothly synching the props with my deft touch, my eyes keep drifting back to Allie's breasts. Raising my eyes to hers I smile my secret smile and say, "You know, there are very few mountains in this part of the world."

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Allie

OOC: One small note, I don't think we're in the slavery business... we're in it for the cargo, a box of money making plates (or what ever the hell they're called) Oh, and I've got the pilot very well distracted, the cockpit door is closed and locked, so I'm waiting for my fellow hijacker...

IC: Thor's eyes drift back to my ample cleavage, he looks up and smiles sweetly at me.

"You know," he says, "there are very few mountains in this part of the world." I smile, biting my lower lip and looking innocent and flattered. I slide my toe up his calf.

"Then I suppose seeing a high peak would be quite an exciting thing," I say sweetly.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

"Actually, Allie, seeing you 'peak' is something I am looking forward to." As her toe slides up my calf, my hand (we are back on autopilot) extends and I trace the curve of her ear and then neck with one finger. Then, sinuously, the finger slides along the curve of one full breast. "My, my," I exclaim, "the peaks have crests that look ripe to be explored."

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Allie

OOC: ~giggles~ TO DO: 1. Join mile high club 2. Hijack airplane 3. Buy milk

IC: "Actually, Allie, seeing you 'peak' is something I am looking forward to," he says as his finger slides from my ear, down my neck to my breast. "My, my, the peaks have crests that look ripe to be explored," he adds. I lick my lips and smile sweetly as I playfully push his hand away.

"Don't you have to fly the plane sweetie?" I ask, it wouldn't do for him to go groping me and finding one of my guns.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

pilot Thor

OOC: (blush) a member of the mile high club

IC: "Ahhhh, lovely one, the plane is on autopilot...it flies itself." Suiting action to the words, I stand up from my seat - hold both hands in the air and say, "See?"

 

[~*wistful_passion*~]

ooc: sorry for not posting anything yet...but i've just been really bussy doin' this/that. i promise...i will get one in soon