suburbhousewife ([info]suburbhousewife) wrote in [info]afterlife_logs,
@ 2006-01-23 20:27:00
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Snakes on a Plane
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Characters: Jane and John Smith
Setting: Plane
Rating: the PG-13 to R range; just expect a lot of sexual innuendo and feel-copping. If you're lucky, John may become a member of the Mile High Club. Let's cross our fingers, shall we?

Jane and John have packed up and moved out of their New York home, heading towards a new life of hired death in Tokyo, Japan. Our favorite sexy assassins are currently on a private luxury plane, speculating what awaits them....



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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-24 02:28 am UTC (link)
John could barely suppress a smirk; he'd come up behind Jane and casually bumped into her, thus leaving the window seat free for the taking. Situating himself so that he was comfortable, he was content to fold his hands atop his lap and peer up at her from behind the tinted lenses of his favourite pair of sunglasses.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-24 02:34 am UTC (link)
Jane narrowed her eyes at John and allowed her purse to not-too-gently smack him in the head as she stuffed her carry-on in the overhead storage. She settled in the black leather seat next to her husband, plotting her next move.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-24 03:21 am UTC (link)
He stared out of the coveted window with an almost childish glee. He'd always liked flying. And rarely did he get to enjoy it. Usually he was forced to spend the flight prepping for the mission. But here, such was not the case. And that made him smile.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-24 03:28 am UTC (link)
Jane pushed her finger into John's dimpled cheek.

"What are grinning at, Cheshire?" she asked.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-24 04:10 am UTC (link)
He sent her a brief scowl, staring down the bridge of his nose at her in mild frustration. "Flying."

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-24 04:14 am UTC (link)
"Awwwww...," Jane said. She unbuckled her seat belt and scooted herself onto his lap. Pressing a kiss to his forehead, she wrapped her arms around John.

"Look out the window. Check out the ground below. I'm always in awe at how the world looks from this height," Jane admitted.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-24 04:22 am UTC (link)
He quietly did just that, his bad mood slipping away just as quickly as it'd come. "Not sure if I like flying over the ocean, though," He confessed. He'd made similar trips several times before, but he had yet to cease being uncomfortable on them.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-24 04:30 am UTC (link)
"You'll probably be asleep before then," she said in a soothing voice, lightly scratching his head. Honestly, Jane didn't like flying at all. She had no control over the flight and Jane being out of control was very disconcerting.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-24 04:43 am UTC (link)
She rubbed his arm with her free hand.

"How about a martini?" she asked.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-24 04:48 am UTC (link)
"Mmm..." He trailed off, blinking. At this point, he allowed the glasses to slide down the bridge of his nose, so he might better see her. "Sure."

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-24 04:51 am UTC (link)
Jane motioned for the stewardess.

"Two martinis please, make one a double," she said. The double was for herself....

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-24 04:56 am UTC (link)
"That better be for me, babe," He whispered, gently nipping her lips, once the stewardess was well and out of sight.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-29 06:46 pm UTC (link)
His lips curved upwards in a teasing grin. "That so? Huh."

He rested his chin atop her head, the actions of his hands never once ceasing.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-29 06:54 pm UTC (link)
Jane punched John lightly in the chest.

"Don't start," she muttered.

The stewardess came back with their martinis. Jane gave one to John and sipped at her own. The alcohol made her throat tingle a bit and as it was absorbed into her bloodstream, she felt a bit calmer. She removed the toothpick with the olive and sucked on it lightly.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-29 07:01 pm UTC (link)
He gave a slight cringe; light, his ass.

He unconsciously mimicked her actions, but, chose instead to wolf down the olive, allowing the toothpick to dangle precariously from his mouth.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-29 07:15 pm UTC (link)
Jane smiled at her love and rubbed the area where she had hit him.

"Sorry, hon," she said. She plucked the olive from the toothpick with her teeth and ate it slowly, savoring its saltiness. She kissed John, enjoying his own brand of saltiness as well.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-29 08:16 pm UTC (link)
It took an unmeasureable amount of self-control to not smile at John's obvious discomfort. He wouldn't be so distressed later on....

Jane wondered if she still had those handcuffs that came with her dominatrix outfit. With that thought, she almost laughed out loud.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-29 08:24 pm UTC (link)
Something... Soothing. Would definitely come in handy.

A combination. Of love and aggression.

Yes, South would do quite nicely.

Releasing a sigh, he attempted to refocus his mind on other things.

Pain comes in stages. If we don't make it, nothing changes.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-29 08:32 pm UTC (link)
"Think about your parents when they were busy conceiving you, if that helps any, darling," Jane said in a teasing tone. She went back to
reading the papers. She checked her watch. Only 12 more hours until Tokyo. She sighed.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-01-29 09:17 pm UTC (link)
Jane awoke a few moments after John, disoriented and feeling slightly sick. She rubbed her eyes and checked her watch. Five hours until landing in Tokyo. Oy.

She looked at her still slightly sleepy husband trying to stretch out. She slid off his lap into her own seat and stretched her entire body, cracking the air of the her joints.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-01-29 09:29 pm UTC (link)
His nose wrinkled, roughly yanking the plugs from his ears. Damn it, he hadn't meant to fall asleep with them in. Now his ears hurt.

Issuing forth a yawn, he leaned over to peer out of the window, taking in the infinite blue.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-02-11 04:02 am UTC (link)
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Jane murmured, almost to herself. Despite her dislike of flying, she held a reverence for the planet she was flying over.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-02-11 05:56 am UTC (link)
There was something undeniably attractive about the place, the office he'd been given in particular. In some ways, it reminded him of the one he'd kept in New York... But this one, for all its upscale gadgets, had a homier sort of feel. That, and the smooth top of his cherrywood desk could be best described as 'sprawling' and 'expansive'... He was sure to arch a suggestive brow at Jane as they passed through on inspection.

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[info]suburbhousewife
2006-02-11 06:10 am UTC (link)
Oh, yeah. They were going to have to christen that desk later....

It wasn't New York, but Jane felt as though she'd be just fine here as well. They were led into a massive conference room with several other people already seated. The room had a hologram around the room, simulating an outdoor view. To keep up the abandoned building pretense, the actual windows were boarded up. The front door, as explained earlier looked broken, but in actual fact had a keypad well-hidden. Jane and John were told the number combination and committed it to memory.

The couple took a seat in the conference room where they were told the basics. They were given new cellphones, a standard issue Glock (for they were not authorized to carry guns onto the plane), and a resource to acquire more weapons of their choice.

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[info]pair_of_threes
2006-02-11 06:22 am UTC (link)
It was at this point in time that John starting tuning out the surrounding blather, content to scroll through the menus on his new cellular device and see what exactly it had to offer. The gun was boring, and held no interest for him, and he noted with a grin that a good batch of weapons was also high on the list of things to be bought. And hopefully, Jane wouldn't take it upon herself to run off with them, this time...

Finally, the meeting was called to order. He kept to himself on the ride to their new home. It was small... And he felt a brief pang of longing for their large mansion... But it would suffice. After all, he was with Jane. They'd make do.

It'd come furnished only with the basics, and John could only hope they wouldn't clash too much during the process of decorating it. So long as she didn't come home with any more ugly curtain fabric, he figured he could live with whatever she picked out.

He dumped his things in the corner without ceremony, wasting no time sinking to his rear and pulling off his shoes and tie. The emptiness of the place was a bit daunting, to be sure. He glanced briefly at his small pile of things, unsure of what to do.

He glared over at the two-person futon with some distaste. After a long flight, he'd been looking forward to diving into bed. He instantly made up his mind; of all the things he had to purchase, he would make sure that a proper bed was at the top of his list.

He rubbed his eyes. He was a bit hungry, but quickly quelled that thought in favor of crawling over to that damn wretched thing and collapsing down upon his stomach, heaving a sigh.

So what if he was spoiled.

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