Etoile Gabrielle LeBeau

Meme Public Transportation - Etoile LeBeau/Dante Coleridge

Etoile Gabrielle LeBeau

Meme Public Transportation - Etoile LeBeau/Dante Coleridge

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Etoile looked like she got ran over by a train. She finished collecting information about her parents whereabouts, in the process she got into a bit of trouble. Everyone was staring at her when she got on the airplane. She really hoped whomever she next to would have mercy on her in the staring department. Etoile found her seat only to gingerly sit down, in hopes not to feel any pain in the process. After she gets comfortable she starts to over look the information she has on her mini ipad.
  • Dante normally didn't fly anywhere because he didn't really have anywhere he wanted to go, but today was different. He entered the plane and grabbed his seat. Which happened to be next to a disheveled girl. He just sat down without giving her a second glance and waited for the plane to take off.
    • Etoile tenses up when someone sat down in the open seat next to her. Out of the corner of her , she catches a quick look at him and looked away just as quick. Personally she disliked planes....huge fear of flying. This is the fastest way to get home.

      Seat belt sign came on, she buckled up quickly."Mon..dieu.." She said lowly, when she felt the plane starting to move.
      • "It's not that bad," Dante said. "Would you like a hand to hold?"
        • Not that bad? Easy for him to say. She blinked at him, and felt a little odd at first. He was being very kind and generous? "Umm, well..." She started to think about it. The stopped moving for a second, soon it started to take speed up. She gasped, and quickly takes a hold of his hand, holding it tightly and closing her eyes as well.
          • Dante gently squeezed her hand as the plane took off.
            • Etoile kept her eyes closed tightly, doing her best to inhale and exhale. Thank god this stranger next to her, is nice enough to let her hold his hand. They were soon up in the air and everything should be smooth sailing.

              Truly, not in Etoile's mind. Poor Dante would have to deal with her for a few hours.
              • "See? That wasn't so bad," he said.
                • Etoile nods her head, giving off a weak smile."I-I guess so...it still doesn't make me feel good. "
                  • "It's okay," he said and squeezed her hand again. "Flying isn't everyone's cup of tea."
                    • "Tell me about it...," she said, trying to stay calm as possible. Thankfully she had someone as nice as him to talk her through it.
                      • "My name's Dante," he said.
                        • "I'm Etoile. It's nice to meet you, Dante." She said, giving his hand a shake since she was already holding it. "You're a true saint for letting him hold your hand."
                          • Dante smiled. "I'm just a sucker for a damsel in distress."
                            • "Is that so?" Etoile said grinning. "Well, you have my distress for the entire flight. Feel very honoured." She laughed.
                              • "I'm deeply honored," he said with a grin. "You can hold my hand for the entire flight if you like. I don't mind." Pretty girl holding his hand? Yup, not going to complain.
                                • Etoile smiles faintly at him. "Really?" She said blinking. Etoile wasn't going to complain about that. "You're such a nice person...most people would freak out if a stranger grabbed your hand. Here you are welcoming it!"
                                  • "Really," he assured her. Dante blushed a little. "Thanks." He shrugged. "I know what it's like to be afraid and it's better having someone there for you."
                                    • Etoile nods her head and smiles has calmly as possible. He was right, it doesn't hurt to have someone to help you out when in need. "I hope it doesn't storm...because I'm not the best during those times. I might land in your lap...just a warning." she said honestly, giving of a nervous laugh.
                                      • "I will consider myself warned," he said with as smile. Pretty girl in his lap? Yeah, he wouldn't complain at all.
                                        • Etoile smiled weakly at him. She felt herself calming down, the seat belt sign would be turned off and everyone could relax....but this would all come to a halt soon. There is an announcement about a storm warning, and that everyone should remain seated until they ride it out. She gasped and looked over to Dante. "You best make that lap ready for me soon."
                                          • Dante squeezed her hand. "It's ready any time."
                                            • The storm suddenly came in full force. The seat belt sign came on, but she ignored it all and immediately climbed into Dante's lap and hides her face against his chest a little. This was so embarrassing right now.....the sound of thunder+turbulence = one scared girl.
                                              • Dante was quite surprised at her suddenly jumping into his lap. Still, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.
                                                • "Oh god...I'm going to be sick. I'm sooooooo sorry, Dante." She said apologetically. This is not cool. It amazed how some people were willing to let strangers invade personal spaces. "I owe you like.....big time. BIG TIME!" She exclaimed.
                                                  • Dante wrapped his arms around her and unfastened his seat belt despite the fasten seat belts sign being on. He carried her to the small restroom and opened the door and set her on her feet inside.
                                                    • Etoile blinked when he got up to carry her to the restroom. What a very kind, kind man he is. The moment she is placed in the restroom, she moves straight for the toilet. Another embarrassing moment for her...God must be punishing her.
                                                      • Dante came up behind her and pulled her hair back out of the way. He held it there so it wouldn't get in her way.
                                                        • Etoile is even more surprised at him when he holds back her hair. She finally stops throwing up, standing up to her feet and leans over to the sink. She turns on the tap to wash her mouth, rinse it and then drinks a little bit of water." Oh god, totally not fun or cool. I should marry you now for being so amazing this whole time or give you some kind of award." Etoile said honestly.
                                                          • Dante had to chuckle just a bit. "I'm too young to get married, but I'll take a night out with you as a thank you."
                                                            • "As am I." She said chuckling. "I said the first thing that came to mind..." She takes hand towel to dry off her hands, she looks over to him. "A night out with me? Like....a date?" She asks blinking.
                                                              • Dante shrugged. "A night out with a friend or a date. Whatever you want to call it."

                                                                He saw one of the flight attendants giving them the evil eye. "We better take our seats."
                                                                • Etoile nods her head. "Of course! " She said, always reading too much into what people say. "That would be cool." She smiled at Dante.

                                                                  "Yeah, we best...hehe." She said. Moved out of the bathroom and back towards her seat.
                                                                  • Dante returned the smile. He'd never complain about going out with a beautiful girl. He followed her back to their seats.
                                                                    • Etoile closes her eyes, she felt better after throwing up..but still felt on edge with how the plane was moving through the storm.
                                                                      • "Are you okay?" he asked. "Is there anything I can get you?"
                                                                        • "Yeah...I'll be fine. I can naturally knock myself out, but I fear me waking up from it later one won't be cute." She said jokingly, giving Dante a weak smile.
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