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Post by sil on Nov 10, 2007 18:18:41 GMT -5
Another pair of voices are making their way up the hallway, closer and closer to her door. She had to hurry.
Details?
Silvia wasn't sure herself to tell you the truth... but nothing in this world is planned. There's a spontaniety that can't be denied... and usually? It strangely works out that way...
Chicago Midway International Airport, Mr. Ryder. I'm just as new to what's to come as you are, if that makes sense at all of course...
She pauses, overhearing the conversation that has already made its way before her door. Suddenly, she remembers a certain hotel that was in the airport's general area. It would be even better for both of them to meet and go on from there. There's no need to endure the pure chaos of an International Airport when it's avoidable...
Scratch that last location. The Sheraton Chicago Hotel & Towers... which is about a mile from the airport. Announce your presence to the front desk attendent at arrival. We will meet there...
Now to get all the flight arrangements taken care of.
Your nearest travel agency, sir?
Silvia sounds rather hasty at this time, knowing she couldn't be caught talking on her cell phone.
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Post by skylerhigh on Nov 10, 2007 20:12:05 GMT -5
Ha. Flight arrangements. Dylan laughs. There's really no point in booking flight tickets when you're a messenger of angels.
Dylan: Miss Banks, you don't need to concern yourself with such things. I'll be there before you are.
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Post by sil on Nov 10, 2007 20:24:40 GMT -5
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But how would he...?, she thought. Best to not overanalyze the situation... espcially in her current predicament.
Umm.. as you wish. I look forward to seeing you there then, Mr. Ryder. And my apologies for sounding a tad hasty... since I have been made aware of several pressing matters to take care of. Goodbye... and stay fabulous...
The door creaks open... and she instantly shuts her phone closed. Tucking it underneath her sheets, she feigns being asleep...
Wait... did I just tell him stay fabulous? Oh for the love of fashion! So much for following business etiquette...
Did she know what she had gotten herself into with this Mr. Ryder? Silvia didn't... but that mystique intrigued her. Only time will tell though... what's to come. Then, she sighs... her current situation finally creeping back into her mind set...
The scene fades...
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