Alaska's forests had a way of making you feel absolutely small and alone. Out in the middle of nowhere, the blanketed world of snow shimmered like a myriad of tiny stars on the earth, the golden sun hanging on a thread, partially hidden by the painted mountains. The trees that stood guard, sentinels to the very end that nobody bothered with, towered over the wildlife, casting darkness to those around. And this is where they were supposed to be heading?
The plane ride had been rather terrible - it rattled and shook the entire way and the space was cramped with too many people. Gasping for breath was difficult in a place that would make you suffocate if you even opened your mouth to try. As they made a U-turn, looping back and brushing the treetops, Tabitha almost felt her stomach lurch and twist in ways that she didn't think were remotely possible. Biting her lip, she tried to mask her rather sick expression with her powers, hopefully managing a more carefree exterior. Freaking Gods, someone get this plane somewhere else. Or get her off it. Narrowing her eyes in frustration, Tabitha glanced over at the pilot for a moment before having a look of confusion at his thumbs up. "You guys are going to jump now, alright? This is your stop."
... What?
"Don't forget to roll! The ground's soft, but it's to break your fall a bit." With a small chuckle, the pilot paused for a moment before continuing. "You don't want a sprained ankle or something, right?"
Sneaking in a pinch to herself from behind, Tabitha had to tell herself this was a dream. A searing pain entered from the area where she had tightly squeezed and her gaze darkened as her bangs fell over her eyes. Were they kidding? A sudden click made her stomach lurch as the winds roared like a tiger outside, the bitter touch of their fingers grasping at her skin. Glancing back at the pilot, she muttered, "The school is paying for this..." Making sure her backpack was secure over her shoulders, she looked back at her group, standing up. And, she allowed herself to lean backwards into free fall.
Dark eyes stared back at the group, watching them as they went down one by one. Her legs were kicked back, one arm going to the back of her head as though she were relaxing on a lounge chair with an aloof smile etched on her face. Tabitha closed her eyes, relishing in the cold air that filled her lungs and thanking the heavens that she could finally breath again. With the ground approaching and her figure plummeting at a rather fast rate, she quickly turned to an upright position with a front flip and steadied herself with a rather poor tumble.
Looks like they were finally here... Out in the middle of nowhere on a random hill covered in white ashes and a few trees. And they were supposed to survive... How?
