Jamie looked through the list of schools. All except one had a dress code and that was a college. " Great ! I'm back in a damn skirt and little black shoes." She grumbled as she then went through the colors. Her mind spinning back as she thought over the many times she'd been stuck as some teenager in some high school to get through her boredom over the centuries. At times it had been more like a crusade to help others. She sighed heavily. Unfortunately it wasn't like the good old days. Someone pissed you off, you could try to take the bastard's head. That was if the plagues didn't get them first. She shook her head and sighed again dejectedly.
"Hey Mira, what colors have I already worn?" Mira laughed. " Damn near every color except gray. Do they have gray?" Jamie rolled her eyes,of course they had gray. Jamie sighed and sent the information to Flack the Hack. Who would make up the fake dossier for the visit. She then looked through the real estate papers and found the image she wanted to put forward. Haughty, arrogant and untouchable. Someone who would keep most people at bay. Safe. She smiled with relief, she wasn't going to be there that long any ways. In and out. Nothing simpler.
" Mira buy this house, buy whatever you think that says dripping money.Get yourself something
too, don't think I don't appreciate your understanding." Mira looked at the high price, and its location. "Not bad, totally not you, but not bad. Close proximity to all the glitz and glam a girl could want, not you, either. What's going on? " Lips snorted. " Maybe she's had enough of the long hard road." Lips snagged the house intel on the pilot's monitor." Nice choice, if you ever need a hot smokin' sugar dad....." His eyes met Mira's fist coming at him as he turned to hit on Jamie.
"I ah mean I'll be there to bounce him right out of the way. Depending on his size, I'll probably need
help." Lips nervously chuckled.
Mira snorted."You just keep flying pig."
Jamie ignored their little tantrum as she poured herself and Mira some sparkling juice. Jamie made a face as she realized what she'd poured.
"Is this all you packed?" Jamie shook her head, as she swirled the sparkling grapefruit juice in her golden chalice, one of many long ago gifts. Excalibur, had once been a sword and was now her chalice. She wiped away a tear for a man and his band of dreamers that now only existed in books of myths, t.v. or whatever bullshit Hollywood could fabricate. They knew nothing of him or the time they'd lived in. She growled. Mira called out with some concern. " Mom are you alright?" Mira didn't like her roll model suddenly looking vulnerable. She'd always had a smile or a stern look. Very little in the tears department, or the damn near flammable way her eyes lite up.She didn't like it. As soon as she asked, Jamies tears stopped. Wiping them away Jamie, went on asking about them taking naps when they arrived. Lips waved it off, explaining how they took 5 hour napping shifts, while she was out herself. "So how many more hours?" Lips looked down. " Hawaiin Islands below. Wanna take a stretch?" Jamie shook her head. "Maybe on the way home. When we have P.B." With that she put on her head phones and went to the back to the bunks.