Minerva is waiting for Elazar's plane to land...and there are delays.
IC Date: 2020-01-22
OOC Date: 2019-09-19
Location: Airport
Related Scenes: None
Plot: None
Scene Number: 3682
Minerva was guessing that if things could go wrong, it would be at the airport. The willowy raven haired woman is standing just outside the check point for security and well, things just couldn’t be more worse feeling.
Elazar’s flight was delayed due to the weather. It made her feel a bit concerned given other situations that had cropped up in the past. Would the Dark Men decide to fuck her over again and make a plan crash. Was she just SUPER paranoid?
She was sure she had the right to be paranoid.
Her attention was taken from the board to someone that was trying to get her attention. An older lady that looked like she should not be sitting in the airport by herself.
<FS3> Minerva rolls Knowing Better (6 5 3 2) vs Old Lady (a NPC)'s 3 (7 5 5 5 1)
<FS3> DRAW! (Rolled by: Portal)
She walked over to the woman and there was a smile, “Hello, can I help you with something, ma’am?” she asks her. She wasn’t very gothed out, so maybe she appeared friendly than she usually did to most.
The older woman gave her a smile, “You look incredibly nervous. Would you like to sit and talk on things?” she asks her.
It was definitely not what Minerva was expecting.
But after a few seconds there’s a smile from the one eyed woman and she settles down on the bench next to her. “Thank you.” she tells her. “I’m waiting to pick up someone, but they’ve been delayed due to the weather.” she admits to her. “Shouldn’t be anything to bad.” she tells her.
“Are you waiting on someone to get here?” she asks the old woman.
The old woman shook her head, “Just awaiting my son. I flew in for a few weeks as they just had their first child and they need some help. Which grandmother is happy to give it.” she smiles to that. “Do you have any children?” she asks Minerva.
Minerva smiles at the reason she’s arrived, “Kids are wonderful.” she admits to that. Then she shakes her head, “No, none of my own. Not yet. I have a niece and she’s taken the bulk of my attention really.” she muses to that. “But I wouldn’t change it. She’s a wonderful little girl.” she tells her.
The old woman gives a smile to Minerva, though it’s one that seems a far bit more sinister as she looks to her, “You don’t deserve any children. You will be alone forever.” the woman snaps.
Minerva jerks at the sudden change and finds herself waking from the nap she was taking. She’d managed to dump herself off the bench and she was happy her water bottle was empty.
She gathered herself back up from the floor and brushed her dress off as she looked to the departure and arrival board and they were still delayed. It was going to be a long night for sure.
She started for the food court that was in the airport, just in time to miss the old lady that was looking her way. She looked oddly familiar, but Minerva didn’t approach this time. She just offered a half smile and went on her way.
Because she didn’t need to feel like someone walked over her grave again today.
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