I'm A Jet-setting Feline :3
High above the clouds, a lone sleek jet plane painted in a most ominous and deepest of black soared through the skies in high speeds. Inside, the pilot flicked a few dials on the console in his cockpit before standing up and leaving for the lavatory. The plane was now being controlled by an artificial intelligence, one of the most advanced and expensive, while the man was emptying the fluids out of his system. A knock came from the other side of the door just as he was finishing up his business.
"Sir, should I serve them their food now?", the calm voice of a woman came from the other side. "Um, uh. Yes, go ahead", the pilot replied while having trouble with his zipper.
The woman was a stewardess dressed in a uniform with floral trimmings and made of a fabric with the color of green and black. Entering the kitchen, she made herself comfortable in a small stool while the chef busied himself with cooking food for the two important passengers on board.
"You'd better hurry up, Mistress and the young master won't like it if you're too slow", she said with a smile. "You know, you could try and help me out for once", the chef said quickly before throwing in some prawns into the wok. "Hmmm, let's see... Nope", the stewardess gave a giggle which annoyed the chef, his grumble expressing his feelings sufficiently.
He was a chubby man, almost round in fact, dressed professionally in the usual chef's attire and a toque. He was stout in height, making him an amusing sight as he rushed around from one cupboard to another to get new ingredients. A jar of yellow mustard, a bottle of fine red wine, some sort of fish, onions and a small jar of white stuff was taken out by the man in a hurried fashion. Pots and pans, wineglasses and cutlery were taken out from a cupboard above a counter, the stewardess giggled more as he tried to reach for the last wineglass on the highest shelf.
Meanwhile, in the middle section of the plane were two large comfy seats surrounded by a counter filled with snacks, a television broadcasting a large number of channels and other luxuries only a billionaire could afford. In one of the two seats, a boy sipped on some orange juice in a plastic cup. He was no younger than thirteen years of age and wore a simple white jacket with short sleeves.
Two black sheaths of different length were safely placed next to him, Helios didn't want anything to happen to his precious swords. Especially when the head of the Felis family was sitting right in front of him. The demonic and evil messiah of death who spared no lives nor mercy in the battlefield, his grandmother.
Helios' grandmother was sitting right in front of Helios, not speaking a single word as she slowly tilted her head in order to enjoy the glass of Sherry that was being held in her delicate fingers. Every movement made by the Mistress was full of grace. She was dressed in traditional clothing, a beautiful kimono of white and peach pink with floral patterns all over.
"Grandmother, why am I on this plane with you?", Helios blurted out after much thought about what to say to his grandmother. Even her grandchild had to admit that he felt slightly nervous around her. Although, they did have their moments where Helios would defy her.
"Well you see, Helios.", her slightly wizened face still appeared young and full of vigor whenever she talked, making others feel like she was some sort of unstoppable force. Putting down the wineglass in her hand, she reached into her kimono and fished out a white envelope with red seal stamped onto it. The letters, EA were read in bold on the red wax. The letter was handed over to Helios' hands.
"This letter came to me some time ago, from a very special place and special person which I know very little about in information but much in its rumors. I had thought that it was something related to the Families but the contents in it had proved me wrong instead", she spoke in a most soothing and polite tone. Helios looked at the letter's stamp, the letter had already been opened before this, making the stamp look like it was about to fall off soon. Without hesitating any further, the boy opened the envelope and reveal its contents.
"What did the letter say?", the boy said as he opened up the folded letter. "You will find out soon enough", she smiled, a bad sign for any Felis that knew her. A small and almost unnoticeable sound of clicking was heard when she pressed on a small button on her seat's armrest.
"Eh?," Before he could say anything else, he noticed a sudden gust of wind blowing from beneath him and a sense of falling. Correction, he was falling. "Have a nice school year, Helios", the woman smiled as Helios was suddenly shot out of the plane by an ejection.
"Guwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!", the boy said as he continued falling along with his seat.
Captain of Innuendo Strike Forces & Founder of Innuendo Striking Technique