[Tazha_bear]

Hataka woke up as soon as she felt as if she were falling. But the plane was simply landing. Oh well. At least she got up right?

Standing when the plane landed, grabbing her luggage and towing it herself until a group of bodyguards took her luggage and quickly surrounded her, but she managed to catch a last, small glimpse of the guy who was sitting by her, and she waved. He may or may not notice her, either way it was worth it just to say bye.

Walking away she met up with four other groups of agents, and they melded together as the band greeted each other. The agents gave them more space, but they were still choking from the security. But sometimes, their fans went crazy, so protection was required absolutely everywhere they went.

~*~*~

Jay walked off the plane calmly with nothing except a duffel bag. He wasn't much of an over-packer, and liked to take what he could carry on his back, without killing his shoulders, and what was most important. Such as clothes, a toothbrush, the basic necessities.

He walked off the plane with ease. He had a dark grace about him, something a half demon would have, and had the pride of a jaguar on the prowl. He simply looked around at the people before waling away, his feet barely making a shuffling sound as he left the airport all together, watching as what looked like a band met up and had their bitter sweet reunion. He could care less. They were simply entertainment, all except the vocalist, who was someone who he was keeping his eye on. He never knew when vampires would attack.

~*~*~

Corin watched his sister from a distance. He said they were going their own ways, yes, but they also had to look out for each other. He had already called her foster parents to get her. It was hard having to go to a different home than his sister, but she had to learn independence at some point.

Turning away from her he left the airport, going to his condo. He had went to law school for the past few years, and was now an apprentice lawyer. He had to be that way with on agency for a year and a half, going on two before he could become a full fledged licensed lawyer. But he didn't work justice much. He just like arguing and using evidence to prove his point before moving on to another case. He knew that they sometimes got repetitive but he could care less. It was an amusing job where he could accuse and prove without to much unbearable ridicule. So it came across as simple to him.


~*~*~

Corrine looked down at her phone, switching it on and sighing. Her foster parents had sent her a voice mail, saying they'd be there a little late because of traffic. Great. Just her day.

She could care less if she had something to do, but she didn't. It would be easier if, like her brother, she was there with a job that payed all her transportation and got her taken somewhere instantly, but no, it wasn't like that for her. she still had a long way to go before anything for her could be done instantly.

Turning on her phone she called them back to see when they'd be there, and than looked at the clock. Looked like she'd have a thirty-minute wait for her foster parents.

At least, she thought gloomily, It isn't as bad as last time.