Alisa_Perne
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- Joined
- Jan 6, 2012
- Location
- On the beach
Worlds collide and become one.
"Alright were over the drop point." The pilot said, "Rodger that, see yall on the other side!" she said in her southern bell accent.
Alisa leapt from the plane doing a swan dive straight down, her arms tucked in, keeping her wind suit tight to her body, not that it wasnt already skin tight, but she was waiting to start gliding at the last possible moment, her immortal eyes protected only by her high tech oakleys, the upper left corner read five hundred feet from the ground, she spread her arms wide and drifted up and then shot forward, there was a small guard booth, at the front of what appeared to be an abandoned airplane hangar, but she knew better, underneath was a terrorist weapons facility, she shot straight down, and at the last second landed on her feet, being immortal she needed no parachute, just a means to slow herself down long enough so she didnt splatter on the ground.
"What the hell?" The guard said as he walked out of his booth, but alisa was invisible to him, she was wearing an all white jumpsuit, she had even dyed her hair white and her skin was pale, so she blended into the snow perfectly.
Alisa rushed the man, and in one smoothe motion she broke his neck without him so much as gasping, she picked him up with one hand and sat him back upright in the chair in his guard booth, making it look as if nothing happened, by the time they found out, she would already be gone.
She clicked the phone button on her oakleys, "Yes miss perne?" A man with an english accent answered, "Im in James." Then she hung up.
"Alright were over the drop point." The pilot said, "Rodger that, see yall on the other side!" she said in her southern bell accent.
Alisa leapt from the plane doing a swan dive straight down, her arms tucked in, keeping her wind suit tight to her body, not that it wasnt already skin tight, but she was waiting to start gliding at the last possible moment, her immortal eyes protected only by her high tech oakleys, the upper left corner read five hundred feet from the ground, she spread her arms wide and drifted up and then shot forward, there was a small guard booth, at the front of what appeared to be an abandoned airplane hangar, but she knew better, underneath was a terrorist weapons facility, she shot straight down, and at the last second landed on her feet, being immortal she needed no parachute, just a means to slow herself down long enough so she didnt splatter on the ground.
"What the hell?" The guard said as he walked out of his booth, but alisa was invisible to him, she was wearing an all white jumpsuit, she had even dyed her hair white and her skin was pale, so she blended into the snow perfectly.
Alisa rushed the man, and in one smoothe motion she broke his neck without him so much as gasping, she picked him up with one hand and sat him back upright in the chair in his guard booth, making it look as if nothing happened, by the time they found out, she would already be gone.
She clicked the phone button on her oakleys, "Yes miss perne?" A man with an english accent answered, "Im in James." Then she hung up.