notinplainsight:

Kalypso sat at a table in a small cafe not too far from where her brother taught classes. She had sent him a message to meet her here for a cup of coffee and to catch up. He didn't respond so she didn't know if he would show, but she was fine if he didn't show. There were times Kal just liked to sit in the middle of the sea of humanity and feel like she was one of them for awhile.

Her favorite place to collect her thoughts was looking down on the Earth from the edge of space, but it made her feel more removed from humanity than she already was. Here, sitting among the masses, she could pretend she was still one of them even though she would never be again. She felt herself pulling away from the human race further and further each day since the day she had found out that she would literally live forever.

She looked like them, but she wasn't human. She no longer needed to eat, sleep or even breathe. She wouldn't die unless her atoms were scattered over a large enough distance and she wouldn't get sick or succumb to the ravages of time and old age. She would remain like she was forever.

It was a scary thought.

Humans dreamed of living forever, but the more Kal realized she would live forever and the more she thought about it, the more she began to dislike it. The only people she wouldn't have to watch grow old and die were other Eternals and gods. Everyone else she knew would live out their mortal lives and die, returning to the Earth from whence they came.

The more she thought about such things, the more she felt herself pulling away from her mortal cousins. Jack kept her grounded in humanity and helped her keep what remaining humanity she had left, but one day he too would be gone and the split from the human world would be complete.

Kal sipped her coffee. Such maudlin thoughts. She needed to think of something happier. Something other than not being human. She turned her attention to the people outside on the street and watched them.

anyastark:

Anya stood in Terminal B of Logan airport and stared at the screen of departures. She wasn't sure how exactly she ended up here, but she went for a drive and ended up at the airport. Her backpack with her laptop in it was over one shoulder and the only other things she carried was her small handheld which was computer and phone all in one. The only clothes she had were the clothes she wore.

She looked at the screen. Nothing stood out. There was no place she really wanted to go, but she knew she had to go somewhere. She didn't care where as long as she could get out of Boston for a few days and away from everything and everyone she knew.

The last two months were...they were the hardest of her life so far. She had been relatively okay as long as she kept busy, but not even she could fill every minute of every day. Downtime meant thinking about Steve and her heart would just hurt too much at the thought of him. She missed him so much and she had to wonder if he was ever coming back. She had to believe he was, but it was getting harder to keep the faith.

She went for a drive and ended up at the airport. Maybe getting away would do her some good. Her heart and head were no longer in school work or being a Thunderbolt and she wasn't interested in eating or sleeping. Alcohol didn't help keep the nightmares away anymore. She needed a break and needed to go to a place where she didn't know anyone and very few would recognize her.

Picking a place seemed to require too much thinking.

She stepped up to the counter of a random airline and looked at the woman behind the counter.

"Can I help you?" the woman asked.

For a second Anya thought about answering that with a line about only if the woman was a psychiatrist, but she didn't. "If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?" Anya asked.

The woman seemed surprised by the question. It took her a moment to reply. "Someplace warm with a beach of white sand," she answered.

Anya thought about the woman's answer. There were so many places that fit the bill. Anya had done extensive traveling in her life so far. "That sounds like what I need. Please get me a ticket to anywhere that fits the bill," Anya said. "Preferably out of the country."

The woman smiled. "I know just the place."

Anya handed over her passport and a credit card.

A few moments later Anya had her boarding pass in her hand and was heading for the gate to fly to St. Barthelemy in the Caribbean. She sent a message to Goddard and had him get her a private villa for a week and to also hire a housekeeper/cook.

burnwithlight:

Just before they got near Symkarian airspace, they'd gotten a message from Vernard that he and his brother would be going. Another point in the 'Nazi Trap!' column.

And again they answer a few basic questions from SHIELD before they're even allowed past those border checks.

Eventually, they're in. Giovanna's hand hangs onto Andrew's arm in a girlfriendly fashion. The better to shock him at an instant's notice.

Symkaria's cleanup look like it's going very well.

lady_hood:

Melissa calls May and leaves her a voice-mail.

"It's my birthday, Pretty Parker! Come down to Big Nick's once you're out of class and Gymnastics and see me! Oh, Kelly's going to be there, too! Time for you guys to meet. Love you!"

She picks out her slinkiest Little Black Dress and heels and puts her guns in her purse. She doesn't expect to have to kill anyone tonight, but the first drunk guy that tries to grab Kelly's, May's, or her ass tonight is probably going to the Emergency Room.

"Baby, are you ready? I'm nearly dressed." Mel says, actually dolling herself up a bit. Such is rare, but looking good for two of her three favorite girls is pretty important to her.

She'll go over the teleportation spell in her mind as she waits for Kelly to be ready.