Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5865155-20150106214343/@comment-25507515-20150110000856

Rosa noticed her partner getting inside the jet. 'Maybe she has the right idea, we should go on...'

The student heard her leader deny any need of medical help. 'I guess, he's just scared and not ill. Which considering we travel by basically giving gravity the finger and having a few inches of steel between us and one hell of a dive makes quite a lot of sense.' Then, she remembered a certain person being called 'sickly sally'. Which, considering how pale she was a while after getting out of the airbus, was fair. Rather mean, but fair. From that, connecting the dots was not hard.

'So, you're trying to imply without pointing, huh. Let me give you a hand here...'

"I see. As you desire, then. But remember that the possibility remains open. If flight leaves you unwell, just ask, I have the pills ready for use. There's no shame in it, really."

'There. Not exactly subtle, but that should do the job.'

With that said, she picked up her unholy monstruosity of a bag and followed Chartreuse inside the airbus.