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Realistic or Modern Retaliation


Lexi Montreal


Yes, she was a little surprised to hear that
Brec would be flying the jet but hey, unless she could fly it good then it was all cool. She watched Benji move his watch closer to her then raised a small eyebrow, "[Random address of garage.. I have no idea, heh.]" She tells Benji.
 
"Got it" Benji said pressing a few buttons then turning the frame to watch the panel of his watch change into a mini Global Positioning System screen. "Random address of garage" He said clearly. Within a few moments his watch was able to locate the area. "Sweet. Thanks dude" Benji smiled at Lexi.
 
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Lexi Montreal


She watched the cool device on his wrist locate the garage and grinned a little bit, nodding. "
No problem." She tells him, "Tell Grey to drive safely. Who knows who could be watching us right now, waiting for us to move.." She murmurs quietly, looking around the area.
 
Arizona looked down at the ID "Montana, seriously? How ironic.Wow thanks so much Greyson." She said sarcastically.


She looked at Greyson, "I went to Europe to start over, to become the person I actually wanted to be. To just start over, nobody cared about me here so why not. Gypsy soul, I guess." She rambled.


She made eye contact with him for a little bit to long before ripping her gaze away. She tucked her hair behind her ears and threw on her black jacket.


"How have you been, Grey? Taking care of everyone still? Taking care of yourself?" she asked


@RyanJXavier
 
Benji laughed, "You're so paranoid, Lexi. Will do". He nodded then turned around to walk back into the rec center.


@KaoriMei


"Your family cares about you. The family friend group cares about you. If you think we're "nobody" then that's fine with me" Grey explained before looking off to the side. "Been okay. Yeah yeah. Life's going on, you know?" He answered as he put the fake IDs back in his pocket. "Montana your first or last name?" The teen questioned.


@Lexi Whittaker
 
"Yeah well every one seemed so distraught when I left, not a damn phone call from anyone. No I don't think you all are nobodies , thats why I came back. "


"And I needed a little excitement and I think I already got some of that." She winked at him.
 
"I was in New York working for my family and isolated from the rest of you. Not my dang fault" Grey responded then raised a brow when Arizona winked at him. "What do you mean?" The teen furrowed his brows. "Did someone sleep with you? I'm gonna sock him! . . . or her. Depends" He surprisingly said.


@Lexi Whittaker
 
The roar of the plane engine quickly occupied the airways, Veronica was half-way angled towards the window, her head was hanging as the gentleness of her breath indicated sleeping. Some drool had even begun to form on her lip. dripping down her chin. Her peaceful thoughts were quickly interrupted from the brutality of the plane, bumping its wheels on the ground, the force had knocked her head against the window, followed by an ever-so aggressive moan. "Agh!" She quickly fell into place, moving her head away from the window, Jesus, how long was I sleeping? Her question was half-way answered by the intercom that emitted its static voice throughout the class she was in. "Now arriving in Sacramento California." Gee, thanks, for really waking me up there... Stupid pilot... intercom... thingy... Actually, who the hell speaks on those things, I'm curious?


She rolled her neck as the plane began to slow down, it was rumbling, perfect, because it hid the rough popping she could feel along her spinal cord as she removed the sleep from her body. Unfortunately, it didn't quite remove itself from her head, because, the second she stood, she managed to whack herself on the luggage carrier, "Son of a...!" She was so close to letting the derogatory phrase slip from her mouth, but was stopped by two children looking at her wide-eyed, their mother had their ears covered, "...Biscuit." She felt the red of her cheeks begin to show as she turned her head in shame. You gotta get your mouth under control girl, this isn't the ghetto anymore. She ran a hand through her hair, knocking her hat off, Shit! Hey, actually, that's better, good job! She placed the cap back on her head, tipping the hem of it up as she smiled.


She popped her luggage out of her carrier, grabbing the bags, strapping them over her shoulders. Veronica walked out of the plane, greeted by the busy airport, she handed her passport to the stamper, scratching her shoulder softly as she waited, gazing around. The sun was shining bright through the windowed roof,
It's good to be home. She headed to the food court first, making a quick stop and gathering something to eat wouldn't be a crime, would it? She'd had to go through security a few times, but she was able to bypass it easy. After all, she was a different person. She grabbed a McDonald's burger, something she hadn't had in awhile, and chowed down in it, there wasn't any way in hell she'd eat those peanuts on the plane. They're probably tagged with some sort of microchip to tag me. She laughed mid-bite and spit some food out, gross.


She finished her meal and made her way outside, more security,
C'mon, the worst thing you'll find in there is a novelty item... Geez, do I look like a terrorist? The swift breeze met her blonde hair as she stepped outside. She put a pair of shades, taking in a deep breath of the California air, something she had missed, and detested, for quite some time. "Smells like pollution..." She cringed her nostrils as she whipped out her phone and began typing. 'Not sure if any of your remember me, Veronica here. At the Sacramento airport, can anyone come pick me up? If not, it might be a few days before I get home.' She pressed send, to everyone in her contacts list, yep, her family was the only friends in her contacts. Her family along with everyone tied to them, this meant the Callahans, Montreals, Parkers, Santinis, the whole mess.
 
Benji entered the rec center just in time to hear Grey's phone vibrate. "Do you have your phone on you? Right, you weren't there when I explained the whole phone thing huh? Well-" Benji began but was once again interrupted by Grey. "I know I'll destroy my phone. They can track it and everything. We're already running from this location. I was gonna do it in a bit" Grey replied checking his phone. "Do it now!" Benji exclaimed. His gaze shifted to Arizona, "You too!" Grey furrowed his brows again, "Veronica's at the Sacramento airport". "Okay, great! That place is near the jet garage" Benji said trying to stay optimistic after only slightly blowing a fuse regarding the whole phone thing. "We'll leave now. Whoever's ready can ride with us. We'll put some of our people in Brec's truck" Grey said throwing his phone to the ground and destroying it. "Ha well. We do something similarly" Benji stated implying the destruction of the phone. "However I don't think we would be taking enough people to maximize the volume within our vehicles and not leave anyone behind" He continued. "Fine I'll go then and rush back. I'll work something out with security. You got a picture?" Grey asked looking at Benji. "I just ruined my phone" Benji explained. "Gah I'll go off of memory. Bye" Grey ran out of the hall and into the garage.


@Lexi Whittaker @ChristinaXIV
 

Brec finished packing all of her things into her truck and packed Nora's, Hunter and Adelia's bag into her truck. She then walked back inside to where Grey was located. "Hey do you know where this place the jets is located..if I we want to get a head start on flying to Vegas I gotta get to the jet and make sure everything is ready for the flight there..." She told him. "Also where is Adelia...I want to speak to her a few minutes before we leave..." She said as she pulled her long purple hair into a tight ponytail. She wanted to get out of this place fast, the sooner they leave the sooner she gets to fly the jet.

@RyanJXavier
 
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"Ask Benji. Gah, can you also tell him to wire-in Sacramento airport? Veronica Jameson. 'Kay, I'll be back" Grey replied quickly getting into his car then driving out. He made a sharp left turn so as to take a short cut away from the rec center's main driveway if any other stalker cars were there. The teen swerved through the cars in his way. Alright I need a plan. Grey thought to himself.


@Stoked911
 
Brec watched him drive out of the rec garage into the open where those government agents could be waiting for them. She needed to hurry and leave now. What Grey did was a bold move but hopefully it will give them enough time to get to the jet without being ambushed. She ran back into the rec building looking for Benji. She eventually found him and spoke "Benji...where is the Jet hanger located and have you seen Adelia?" She asked wondering where that girl could be.


@RyanJXavier
 
"At [insert random address here]. She's by your truck. We need to wait for Grey and Veronica to get back . . . wait a minute. Security checks! Oh great" Benji ran to a near by computer and immediately sat himself down. He rapidly typed some codes away. The young teen needed to hack into the security system in a familiar suit. Only amateur hackers made their systems seem foreign and thus set off some kind of alarm.


Within a few moments Greyson pulled up next to the Sacramento airport. He quickly slid on his some aviators and ran out of his car. His eyes scanned the area. Okay she's blonde. She's coming from . . . shoot where's she coming from again? Man, I hope Benji hacked the cameras. Grey thought to himself.


"IN! WOW! Beat my record ha. Hope I'm not too late" Benji spoke to himself disabling the security cameras and slyly putting the clip on an hour long loop. Only he was able to see the actual footage now . . . and anyone else who looked over his shoulder of course. Wait, where's Grey? He thought.


Grey entered the airport and fast walked pass some terminals. Starts with a "B". Brazil, Bolivia, Brad, B- . . . Belize! He inwardly rejoiced at his ability to remember the location. It was actually with the help of spotting the sign at the corner of his eye. Hey, it counted! Grey turned the corner and waited at the Belize exit.


"Few more clicks here and there . . . " Benji mumbled switching out some security patterns and identification records. "All set yo!" The young teen exclaimed throwing his arms up in the air.
 
"Wait. Did you just accuse me of sleeping with someone." She burst out laughing.


"I was talking about the shooting, although Cameron is looking better than ever these days. " She said still laughing a little.


"Guess I will destroy the phone, I mean it didn't matter.. not like many people contacted me anyways." She said sarcastically towards Grey as she dropped the phone and smashed it with her boot.


Grey and Benji were busting a mission at the airport while Arizona was told to wait outside. Arizona decided after a few minutes of boredom to join in. She walked inside slinging her backpack around her shoulders and grabbing her gun.


Who are we even looking for again? Greyson always being the hero..


She wandered around not seeing anyone or hearing anything. Suddenly she heard footsteps behind her. She swung around, but before she knew it everything went black and she was unconscious laying on the cold floor of the airport.


@RyanJXavier
 
She pulled out her phone, sliding her thumb across the screen, the cool air was beating her hair softly. She began to ponder about how she appeared, maybe she looked like she was blind. With her shades on, there wasn't any easy way to tell who she was, Oh well. If they come to pick me up, I'll recognize them, surely. She ran her finger along her ear. Or, perhaps not... so much has changed in this previous year, they've probably changed a lot as well... She let out a exasperated sigh, "Oh well! Not gonna do any good just sitting here." She swung herself upward with the momentum from her arms, her kneecaps locked in place as she reached her arms up and stretched. She was tired, there was no doubt about it, despite having slept a majority of the flight, she tensed her hands, getting a full feel for the tingling nerves in her body.


It just feels good to be home, accept it. Perhaps part of her still wished she was still in Belize, probably sitting on a beach, or serving ever so gracious customers, America could sure as hell be a pain some times, what, with all its drama. She picked up her bags and walked back into the airport, walking around in a swift little daze, just walking, wandering. She brushed her hair to the side as she gazed out on the runway, the airport was a huge place, easy to get lost, but she'd be careful, she'd be ever so careful. Wonder how much has changed since I've last been here? Her sandals hugged her feet tight as she wandered about, looking, searching, for what? I dunno...
 
Greyson looked around noticing that no one else was waiting at that area. Ah dang. Who knows where she could be now. He thought to himself then turned around to see Arizona out cold on the ground. Did I really not notice her on the way here? Told her to stay. The teen thought as he growled under his breath. This foreign person began apologizing in a thick accent. Apparently he accidentally swung a big rolled up (in a steel container) imported banner or something. Grey nodded and sighed lifting Arizona up piggy back style. It was that or bridal style, but he figured piggy back might attract less attention. Just makin' things easier. Greyson walked around wanting to just find Veronica and get out of there.


@Lexi Whittaker @ChristinaXIV


 
TIME SKIP FOR EVERYONE BUT THE PEOPLE AT THE AIRPORT!
 
She had heard a small commotion coming from the gate area, something had happened, she neared it from curiosity. There was a foreign man, a boy and a girl. The raven-haired male had placed the girl on his back, there was something familiar about them, she approached them slowly, her sunglasses still hiding her identity, she cleared her throat, "Erhm, are either of you okay?"


@RyanJXavier


@Lexi Whittaker
 
"Yeah we're fine" Grey said adjusting Arizona on his back and shifting his gaze to the girl. She was blonde. Perhaps she was Veronica. Now, how could he ask a possible total stranger if she was a famous wanted person? " . . . Have I seen you before? Ya like traveling to Belize?" He questioned keeping his gaze on the girl.


@ChristinaXIV
 
She cocked her head, "Oh, um... Yeah, I guess. I mean, I was just there for the previous year, got some great beaches. I was taking a prolonged vacation, in fact, I just came back to come and get back together with them. And, I really don't think you've seen me before I mean-" She paused, he definitely looked familiar now, and the girl on his back, "Greyson!?"
 
"Great. Let's go" Greyson said taking one of Veronica's bags in his hands and rushing out of the airport. They had no time to waste. Plus, the whole piggy back thing started to make some people turn their heads.


@ChristinaXIV


Benji walked into the jet garage and lifted his stuff out. He had no worries about letting Grey know that the whole group was already at the hangar. The young teen had sent a message from his watch to Grey's car. "Anyone need any help?" Benji called out.
 
Veronica stared at him, baffled by his sudden sense of urgency, "Well hey, I'm glad to see you too... Why are we running though?" She kept along with him, "This feels a bit unorthodox." She tipped her glasses up, "Is something wrong, are we in trouble?" She cleared her throat, clearly trying to gain his attention as she barraged him with questions.
 
"Emergency. I'll tell you in the car" Grey jogged over to the Dodge Challenger and swung the door open with his free hand. The teen tossed Veronica's bag inside before gently laying Arizona down in the back row. "Have you seen the news lately?" He asked tilting his head a bit after closing the back row door.
 
Brec had finished packing her things into the jet and was now sitting in the cockpit of the jet. She slowly moved her hands over the controls and the steering wheel and slowly exhaled a breathe she was holding in. She loved flying and found out about it when there was bring your parent to school day. One kids parent came in and talked about how he has been flying planes since he was 6. It amazed her to the point she secretly started to take flying lessons and soon became a certified pilot. She softly smiled at how she was going to fly a plane, she hasn't piloted in few years so she could be a little rusty.
 
She got in the front seat, sitting next to him, "No, and... What's this emergency? She was in the car now, and something was clearly bothering him, also, having a passed out girl with them really didn't make her feel any better. She put her hand on his shoulder, "What's happened to the family, to her?" She nudged her head in Arizona's direction, "Please tell me, I'm not too keen on being left in the dark while riding in a car with an old friend."
 
Grey continued to face forward as he started the car, "Breaking news has been going off about all of us from the family friend group. We've all been accused of national crimes". He signaled left then drove onto the street, "We're wanted-". "Grey! Hey it's Benji! Just lettin' ya know, we're all at the jet garage already!" Benji's message sounded through the car. "You'll need to destroy your phone by the way or else we'll be tracked. "Long story short, Humane Labs is framing us and we're going to get back at them. We're flying to Vegas in a Montreal jet to head to their closest head quarters" Grey concluded.
 

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