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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dark Nemesis" data-source="post: 906894" data-attributes="member: 11714">In the Air over Central New YorkNorth Central New York7:35pm Late Spring, 2003She said her goodbyes to Simms, and boarded the plane.  The lack of people on the flight was noted, and she took a moment to scrutinize every other person on the plane with her, before takeoff.  Takeoff was an ordeal in and of itself.  As the engines of the plane roared to life, Rylee gripped the arm rests of her chair and scowled at the seat in front of her.  It had been a long time since her last flight.  Once they got into the air without incident, she relaxed slightly, but not much.  She was perfectly fine with the idea of spending the rest of the flight with her arms crossed tightly over her chest, remaining alert in case of any trouble.</blockquote>