Jet Lag - 1

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First Person

"안녕하세요 신사숙녀들은, 이것 당신에게 경감 말하는이다. 유나이티드 항공과 우리의 대원의 대신으로, 우리는 이 여행에 저희 결합을 당신을 감사하고 싶으면 당신이 당신의 체재를 그 즐긴ㄴ다는 것을 희망한다"

("Good Afternoon ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. On behalf of United Airlines and our crew, we'd like to thank you for joining us on this trip and we hope you enjoy your stay he-")

Tuning out the pilot, I averted my attention to the morning sky outside the plane's window.

It's a good thing I took United instead of Delta... the last time, he was already awake. But, it's a good thing jóhonaaʼéí is still resting. Smiling faintly, I felt my hands grow cold at the thought of leaving my home. 'Closing' my eyes, I put my head back and felt the bittersweet memories come back to me. Feeling the sun on my skin, dirt beneath the soles of my feet, the wind rushing past me, the love I had in myself for my land, home and people.

"실례합니다, 미스? 그것은 비행기를 나가는 시간 이다."

(Excuse me, miss? It's time to exit the plane.)

Flinching in surprise as I directed my attention to the polite stewardess, " Ah, sorry. Of course." Quickly bowing my head apologetically with my carry-on in my arms, I walked off the plane.

Quietly musing at myself, I wonder if that was right... I haven't spoken Korean in awhile. Oh well, at least I said something instead of staring at her like an idiot.

Walking out of the terminal with my heels clicking to the ground, I quickly, but swiftly made my way outside of Incheon Airport. It never gets old whenever I get stared at. I'm not even wearing my original outfit, because supposedly it's revealing for humans.

I clicked my tongue and smelt the air of Seoul. Opening my eyes a bit too, I took notice of the hate, greed, and lust inside this city. But, every place is sacred and it should be protected from those who plan on destroying it.

"I can never get use to the city lifestyle." Mumbling to myself as I flagged down a taxi cab. Glancing down at my watch, 6:24 AM, then looking at the sky.

The sun hasn't risen, I still have time.

***

"Good Afternoon Ma'am! What would you like to order today?" Turning my head towards the waitress with smile, then looking at the small menu. I opened my eyes and made my irises turn gold, so that it wouldn't affect her.

"Good Afternoon to you too," I smiled, "...I would like an medium unsweetened iced tea with two sliced lemons and a blueberry muffin."

Handing my menu back to the waitress, she stared at me like I ordered the whole menu; I stared back at her," Are you okay?" I asked worriedly.

 "Is she a foreign model? She's so beautiful! Her irises are gold! Maybe light brown and the sun is mixing in with them? I feel so intimidated because she looks like a goddess!"

I smiled in relief, Ahh.. of course. Humans are always in awe in front of 'beautiful' features. Her mind is more beautiful though; filled with kindness and purity. I glanced at her beating heart, She is the reason why I exist. Smiling at her, "Excuse me? Are you okay?" I asked again.

She snapped out of her trance and bowed repeatedly, " Ahh, yes ma'am! I'm so sorry!"

"No, no. You're completely fine. You did nothing wrong." I reassured her with a closed eye smile and repeated my order. Humans are such exquisite creatures; they have evolved over time. it's fascinating.

"Here's your order ma'am!" Bringing me out of my thoughts was a perfectly made muffin with an iced tea. Yum. "Let me know if you need anything else!" The brunette waitress did a salute which I found adorable.

Reading her name tag, "Yes, thank you very much... Soo-jin." She grew red and scurried back into the kitchen. So innocent.

Distracting myself from thoughts, I slowly enjoyed my muffin and started to read The Great Gatsby. Such a lone soul, surrounded by what others want, and he only wants to be accompanied by his one true love. Such as tale that was doomed from the beginning.

Feeling eyes on me, I slowly collected my thoughts from the novel and felt the people around me. Trying not to make myself know that I'm being watched, I acted like I had to go. Packing up, I felt two more gazes on myself, Hmm... I think I do need to go.

Walking past tables, I felt the three who were watching me. Not bothering to look, I smelt their aura. Finally at the exit, I smiled and glanced toward the man, meeting his gaze, "It's nice to see you again, Cadis Etrama Di Raizel."

 Letting him read my thoughts, I saw his eyes slowly widened, "Etu, or better know as Anaba..." before I opened the door and vanished. 


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