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Rebecca was waiting outside the Lounge for Millie, but just opposite the doors when the Black party including the two Taylor women left. Eyes following the ex-military bodyguard type she spots the barely suppressed shock/horror? on the face of the well dressed man coming up the corridor as he passes Viktor Black and his associates.


The man stops a little way down the corridor, but Rebecca was still able to hear his side of the conversation he has after activating his blue tooth headset.


"Yeah, its Gregory."


"No, not yet. Look I just arrived here to collect her and I just saw Viktor Black and entourage leave."


"Yes, of course I'm sure it was him. I had checked earlier and found he was on the flight."


"No, I can't be sure, but even if it's just someone close to him it's not going to be good news for us is it."


"Yeah, I'll be in contact later."


With that he gives Rebecca a sharp look as he pushes off from the wall where he was leaning and walks past her into the Lounge.


Millie emerges seconds later and together you head down onto the concourse and catching a member of staff passing by for directions you head back toward the plane to collect Millie's things.

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While the appearance of the man in question was fresh in her mind, she records in a note on her smart phone his identity... under Gregory... as in all the important features he has. With everything that has happened so far today, she wanted to make sure that she had everything in order. She wasn't going to be able to remember everything today. As she made her way to their plane, she sighed, turning to Millie.


"Well... hopefully we can get our carry-ons easily. James is probably gonna be in a panic with all the texts I was sending while we were in the holding area."


"Once I see him off, we can do whatever we want."

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Millie had casually walked out after Rebecca and towards her.


"Only got a couple bags so we won't have to wait Too Long."


She looks around to see what Becca was looking at.  But the man was gone before Millie could see.


"Something the matter, Rebecca??"  She looked worried.

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"Oh no... nothing to worry yourself over. It's more of a matter between me and my Brother... it's... not been a good couple of months for the both of us and this crisis has not been a fun one. Even if it ended well for us it most certainly wasn't a non-stressful flight." She said, unconciously stretching. More now reveling in the fact her spine wasn't a disaster area. She started to wonder if the Royal Navy might call her back again, but after remembering the sheer political shitstorm around her she decided not to let that thought back into her mind.


"You know... maybe I shouldn't have left you hanging on one thing..." She said, lifting up her dogtags a moment. "These were my wingmate's dogtags... lost her returning to our carrier after a mission against some insurgents on the side of the former regime in Syria. The whole situation there was a complete clustercuss, and my friend... she almost made it home. They say the ejection killed her because of the injuries she already had but... I think she was about done in the cockpit when she punched."


"It's what happens when someone gets lucky with a shoulder-launched heat seeker, and a F-18 isn't exactly good at suppressing it's heat. Then again we were taking down air assets.  Don't ask me how they had ancient MiGs... that's for intel to figure out from the wreckage we left behind."


She smirked slightly. "At least we got our pound of flesh out of it. Wouldn't want to have been killed over nothing."

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Millie looks shocked.  "Jesus Christ.  I'm so sorry about your friend, Becca"


She paused trying to think of a subject change.


"So..my tour of Oxford isn't until tomorrow.  Why don't we just relax and check out the city."


She smiled, trying to lighten the mood.

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Rebecca smiled as she started to see the Baggage area down the hall. "Heh... don't worry about it. If it wasn't for Chips I probably would have ate the missile. She flew in close and dumped her countermeasures as mine were all malfunctioning. We still get messed up but what she did saved my life..." She said, sighing.


"I guess it's for the best to change the subject. Oxford eh? Good school. It'll serve you well. I'll give you a pretty comprehensive tour of london, after we get you sorted out."


She walked along her hands behind her head. "That and if we get to my place I can show you the flight suit and kit I own. I did buy my survival vest and flight overalls and a couple other things while I was in the service. I owned everything but my g-leggings and the stuff that attached to my helmet..."


"It's odd... the 3 times I ended up riding silk I wasn't wearing my usual gear..."


She shook her head. "Gamblers fallacy... it's just probability pissin' down my neck and telling me it's raining."


"Speaking of raining, what's your favorite color? It's raining outside and we'll probably have to grab some rain gear from the gift shop. I gotta get a pair of those fancy glasses those bodyguards were wearing if they got them too. My last pair got busted on base."


She looked over to Millie. "I wager you don't skydive or are interested in any dangerous hobbies?" She smirked. "Not that I'll ask you to go on a jump with me... was just curious what your hobbies are."

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"I'm mostly a bit of a book work and I play MMO's  Like City of Heroes 2.  My dad was a Huge fan of the original so when we both got accounts when COH2 came out.  my main is a Scrapper called Ikazuchihime.  She's got Electric and martial arts powers.  She can go WHAM AND BAM!  AND BZZZZT!"


She calms down


"S-sorry got carried away there."

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Millie is saved from further embarrassment as they enter the Baggage Claim area and a man immediately spots them walk in the door and calls to Rebecca.


"Beccy, over here. I've got your bags already for you."


The Baggage Claim hall is strangely quiet with just the carousel for your plane active out of the six in the hall. Some of the passengers have obviously been and moved on and there is an intermittent line of them showing the way to customs and the arrivals gate if you couldn't be bothered to follow the signs.


As they reach the man he holds out his hand to Millie, "Hi I'm James, Beccy's brother. I gather you were under this medical observation thing together."


He looks over to Rebecca, "I got your texts, although I'm not sure what to do with some of them. I've left a message for the Director of Research with what you said about the meteorites, but I doubt we'll be able to get anything now so I've asked him to see what he can do about the cocoons and whatever material they are made of. As for lawyers we have a legal department if you need them for anything?"


He pauses and glances between the two of you, "And what's the story with this paramedic? From what I could look up on my phone there is an ex-Army paramedic of that name who works for a local NHS trust. Did he do anything dodgy, do you want to make a complaint or something? Or did you just want to know more about him?"


Rebecca looked over to Millie briefly before replying, "I just thought it was an odd set up having a paramedic with an Army link watching us. Could you find anything out about his Army career?"


"No, but then I was just looking online with Google. It could just be coincidence, after all a lot of ex-service people go into the emergency services when they leave the force. Same as a lot of them go into security or get bonuses to go into teaching. I'll see if I can find someone to look into it for you, but it might take a while."


He gets his phone out and quickly types something briefly.

"Ok, lets see to your bags then miss and we can head out."

So saying he leads the way back to the carousel, pushing the trolley with Rebecca's and his own bags.

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Rebecca smiled, seeing her personal belongings. "Actually, James, Millie and I will be taking in the sights in London. I wager things might not be as busy today in town considering the crisis we just survived." She smiles. "We'll be touring around, getting Millie's hotel sorted, then maybe stopping by my place to enjoy some dinner before breaking for the evening."

She smiled. "To be honest... I could use someone to talk to and you're gonna be busy in Cardiff with family matters. As for the lawyers, I'll keep you on speed dial to get one in to my rescue. Just not sure now our changes will be looked at legally. You are aware of people developing Psychic talents, right?"


She lets that sink in for a moment, looking at her brother with a look that means: You're looking at two of 'em.


She sighed. "We can talk about that once we're settled in. I need a few days back on solid ground to start sortin' my life out. Although... is Mum's old position as a test pilot still open after her death? Although at her age I think she was getting close to retirement anyways, but I'm... willing to take her place. I just want to take a few days to sort myself and think of where to go first."


She flexed her back. "At least my back feels like it did before I entered the service." She said. She looked actually a little taller now, now that her discs in her back weren't so compressed and her vertebrae weren't damaged anymore. "I got a feelin' if the Royal Navy realizes that pilots like Me are 100% better, they might start writing off our three strikes. Although I think with the political shitstorm around me over that last plane that went down with me as the pilot of record is... a problem."

She shook her head, nearing the gift shop. "It's raining outside a bit. I think I'll grab a rain poncho for myself and Millie if she needs one... and get one of those neat little glasses... I'm sure the model those fancy guards had isn't sold here, but I need a new pair of computer glasses after the last pair I had got smashed on a Tarmac a few months ago."


"Millie, what's your favorite color? The waterproofs are my treat. I think they sell snacks and caffeinated beverages too here. We're gonna be taking the Underground to get to our first stop, so we might wanna make sure you got a pass for it."

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  • 2 weeks later...

James nods politely at the two ladies plans.

"You mean you don't already have me on speed dial? No matter. Yes, I can get a lawyer for you if you need one, but I don't see any reason why you should at the moment. And yes, I am aware of why you ladies had to undergo a period of medical observation, so I expect you to spill all the next time we meet Beccy. As for the test pilot role, you're welcome to it. I don't think we will have anything we need testing for a while but you can certainly have the post and keep your hand in until then."


He turns to Millie as you get to the front doors and he lifts two small bags off the stack.

"A pleasure meeting you Miss, and try not to take anything Beccy tells you too seriously."


With that and a nod to Beccy he walks out to a waiting chauffeur driven car.

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"Nice to meet you sir."  Millie smiled before looking at Becca.  "Your brother seems like a nice guy."


She ponders once they reach the shop.  "Dark Blue's my kind of color.  But you don't have to buy it if you don't want to."  She said politely.


She shrugged.  "And I'm not sure on the glasses thing.  Don't quote me on this, but I think a new set's coming out in a few months" 

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"Meh, I've come into some money, that and the older models don't get phased out for a year or two for updates so I'm ok."


They get to the gift shop and they start looking things over. She picks a darn navy blue poncho for Millie before getting a pair of data glasses for herself and some batteries. After getting a couple soft drinks as well as charging up a couple transit cards the pair head off to the underground station to catch a ride to Trafalgar Square. Rebecca rummages for her old military poncho in her carry-on. "Well, we'll be heading to the more common sight first, that is Trafalgar Square. I know of some places on my way to my temporary residence. Want to head to your hotel first to get your arrangements in order and your junk stowed? I doubt you'd want to spend time lugging your kit about London like I'm going to..."


She finally gets her poncho on. "That and after your situation is squared away then we can get some actual food. I know of a place..."

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Millie smiles.  "Thank you for the poncho, Becca.  If you need help with the data glasses, let me know, I might be able to help.  And heading to the hotel first, sounds like a good idea.  Today's crazy enough, don't need some idiots with no common sense to decide to mug me.   Let's go dump my stuff in my hotel and then get a bite to eat."


She thinks for a moment.


"Travel's gonna be real easy once I figure out how to teleport myself, ain't it?"


She chuckles as they walked, trying to make convo.

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Rebecca grinned. "Well I got a weird feelin' my style of movin' will be a bit more... well visual to say the least." She said as she brushed her poncho into place. "Then again I think we got plenty of time to start seeing exactly what we can do. I wouldn't be tryin' to move your atoms until you know you can do it without scatterin' yourself over the countryside."


"Might invest in a parachute when I get set up to see when I can fly. Do some flying from high altitude and if I get tired or lose control I can turn off and have some time to get some falling speed to open my chute. Or the spare if necessary."


"Might do it over water too to make the landings a bit safer. Might see if I can get my chutes as conicals instead of airfoil. Gotta keep forward speed with those and I'd rather just safely get to the ground like I was trained."

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