Posts by madchen

Alex didn’t bother responding to Fynn’s message, simply closing his out and opening the one that she had just received from Hana. Her response was just the thumbs up emoji and a smiley face. She sent the message and exited out of her texts, pressing the button on the side of her phone to lock it. “I’m going back to sleep, Addy. Clean your dishes when you’re finished,” she said, giving the younger girl a kiss on her temple as she walked around the counter. Otto’s snoring could be heard from the sofa as she made her way passed it. Once she reached her bed, she climbed underneath the sheets, plugged her phone in and easily fell asleep whenever her head hit the pillow.

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Alexandra woke to the sound of her front door opening, then the sound of Otto yelling “I’m taking Max to the park! Addy is coming with me!” Then, the sound of the door closing filled the now empty apartment. Alex rolled over, blinking numerous times to help her eyes adjust to the sudden light filling the apartment from the large windows. She stretched and then reached over to grab her freshly charged cellphone, scrolling through her notifications. Sadly, she didn’t find one from Hana.

With a yawn, she climbed out of her bed and made her way over to her dresser, pulling out a pair of loose jeans, a white button up and a tan peacoat. She easily slipped into a pair of black heels before making her way to her bathroom to brush her hair and teeth. Might as well look nice and show him what he’s missing, she thought to herself as she put a coat of mascara on her lashes and some red lipstick, one of her signature looks.

The blonde then made her way back into the living area of the apartment, grabbing her keys off of the coffee table and setting off. She couldn’t believe that after three months of telling herself that she wasn’t goign to do this ever again, here she was, on her way to meet Fynn at “their” coffee shop to talk about their “relationship”. It was only a ten minute drive to the coffee shop due to the lack of traffic this morning and Alex easily found a parking spot. Stepping out of her car, she locked it and made her way to the shop, green eyes searching the patio for Fynn. Of course, he was already at the table in the corner, “their” spot. The blonde made her way over to the empty seat across from him, not bothering to look at him directly until she was seated.

“Guten morgen, Alex,” (good morning, Alex). The blonde shook her head slightly, her brows furrowing. “Nenn mich nicht so,” (don’t call me that), she mumbled. Fynn had a sort of shocked look on his face. He always called her that whenever they were together, even before then. There was an awkward silence between the two before he spoke once again.

“Ich bereue es, mit dir schluss gemacht zu haben.” (I regret breaking up with you). Alex scoffed at the words. “You wouldn’t have done it unless that was how you were feeling,” she countered, pain from three months ago resurfacing. She watched as the brunette man fiddled with his thumbs on the table between them. “I miss you,” he said, his voice quiet and vulnerable. “No you don’t,” she murmured. “You just miss the sex. That was the only good thing that came out of that relationship. Everything else was shit,” she fired back.

Fynn’s head shot up and looked directly at her. She’d never popped off at him like that before and it was definitely shocking. “That-“ he cut himself off, sighing. It was true, and he wasn’t going to deny it. Their relationship had been terrible, but they loved each other and hoped that that would be enough for them to stop fighting. Obviously, they were wrong. “I just want you to be back in my life. It’s not the same,” he offered. Alex was quiet for a few seconds before nodding. She missed him as well, but she wasn’t going to hop back in a relationship with him as soon as he offered. “We can try to be friends.”

Fynn nodded quickly before speaking. “I’d like that.” Alex nodded, and then stood from her seat. “I have to go. I have plans,” she mumbled. As she walked by his seat, Fynn grabbed her wrist to stop her. With eyes that seemed sincere, he gazed at her. “Thank you for this,” he said before letting her go. All Ali did was nod before she set off for her car again.

As she unlocked the door and climbed inside, she picked up her phone out of the cup holder, forgetting that she had left it in there. Surprisingly, she had eleven notifications from Hana. A small smile reached her lips and a small burst of joy expanded within her chest as she unlocked her phone. She read through the messages, chuckling before typing her own.

7:42: You’re friends are too nice. Tell them I said hello and answer their questions for me!

7:42: By the way, I think your hangover may be cured according to the picture sent. You look beautiful.

( oof sorry about taking so long to reply. i just got home from work and my post is a tad shorter than what i’ve been shooting out, but i posted! c: )

Alex had already drove to the dog park, which usually a ten minute drive if traffic was bad, but considering the streets lacked as many vehicles as usual, the blonde had managed to make it there in five minutes. She was pulling into a parking spot when she felt her phone vibrate underneath her thigh. Quickly, she put the vehicle in park and eagerly pulled the device out from underneath her leg, reading the messages sent from Hana. She reread them before beginning to type her own text messages.

7:50: I slept pretty good. Thanks for asking. I’m actually up this early because an ex of mine wanted to discuss our “relationship”. No thanks. I met up with him and received the typical “I miss you” BS. Sorry not sorry but I’m in no mood to get into another toxic relationship.

7:51: Sorry, I needed to get that out apparently.

7:51: Now I’m at the dog park with Max, Otto and Adelaide.

7:52: Seven. It’s my lucky number.

The blonde easily sent the texts and then scrolled back up the conversation to look at the picture that one of Hana’s friends had sent. It was undeniably cute and Alex loved it. She quickly saved the picture and set it as Hana’s contact photo. As curiousity overtook her, she began to type another text to the brunette woman.

7:54: What are you and your friends up to?

It was simple and to the point, but showed that she was genuinely interested. Plus, she was actually curious about what Hana’s plans were for the day. She didn’t want to intrude or interrupt by texting her. Finally, Alex locked her phone and pulled her car key out of the ignition before getting out and making her way inside the dog park, her green eyes scanning the landscape for either her furry friend or her siblings. Not long after walking into the park, she saw her dog run at full speed after a frisbee that her little sister had just thrown.

Adelaide had already spotted her and was holding her arms open as a silent question for a hug. Alex gave her little sister a quick hug before giving Otto a fist bump. Not long after that, Max came running back with the frisbee in his mouth, coming to stop right in front of her to drop it before jumping up to greet her. She chuckled lightly before patting the dog on his head. Despite how badly her morning had went with Fynn, she had a feeling that it was all about to turn around.

After loving on Max for a few minutes, Ali sat down in the incredibly green grass, Otto doing the same thing after hanging Adelaide the frisbee, who was eager to throw it for the dog. “So, how was your morning home alone? Miss me?” Otto asked playfully. Alex chuckled as she pulled a few blades of grass out from the earth. “I actually met up with Fynn about ten minutes after you and Addy left,” she replied, looking at his face to see his reaction. Of course, at the mention of Fynn’s name, the older man’s face turned into a disgusted look. He hates Fynn, even whenever Alex and him were actually at a good point in their relationship.

“What did he want?” Otto asked, his brows furrowed in slight confusion and worry. He didn’t want his sister dating him again, or even be around him. Alex ran her fingers through her hair before she spoke again. “He said that we made a mistake splitting up, that he regrets it and he misses me.” Otto’s mouth opened, surely to express a well-known protest. Alex held her hand up to cut him off before continuing. “I told him that the only thing he missed was the sex, and surprisingly, he didn’t try to fight me on it. I told him that we could try being friends.”

Otto shook his head. “You know I don’t like him,” he said. Alex nodded before she looked back down to the ground she was sitting on. A few seconds later, Max walked pass Adelaide and laid down directly in Alex’s lap. The dog was a panting, sweaty mess but either way, she didn’t mind it. She felt her phone vibrate in her coat’s pocket and pulled it out. Sure enough, it was a few text messages from Hana. She read through them, chuckling at the mention of Hana’s ex actually leaving the country.

7:59: Your ex actually left the country? Wow, that’s kind of depressing. You definitely win this comparison

8:00: The city looks super cool! I’ll definitely have to go there during one of our breaks from college this year!

8:00: Have fun at the arcade with your friends, love! Win some games for me :)

After sending the texts, she switched over to Snapchat, taking a video starting on Max, who was conveniently looking directly at the phone with his tongue hanging out at the side, then panned the camera up to Otto and then she flipped the camera so it was facing her and Adelaide, who had sat down beside her as soon as she started recording. She shot a bright smile to the camera before removing her thumb and ending the recording. She posted the video on her story but not after she saved it. Switching back to her messages, Alex opened her conversation with Hana and attached the video, sending it before typing up a caption and sending it as well.

8:02: 48392167_22354.mp4 attached

8:02: sending you all of our good luck vibes so you can whoop their asses! Lol

Although Erin was tempted to grab hold onto the back of James’ jacket, she refrained from doing so. The last thing she wanted to do was drag him behind after he had already picked up his pace to reach the same location as the target, who was running, at the same time. She didn’t have to know the details of the mission to understand that this was an incredibly important one. She matched her pace with James’, taking even wider and quicker steps than she had been previously to stay directly behind him as she had been ordered.

Whenever they finally reached the outskirts of the village, she spotted a man running as quickly as he could through the ankle-deep snow. Erin could only assume that that man was the target since James began shouting at him in Russian, his gun pointed toward the man. Erin watched on as he stopped running and turned to face them, speaking something that she couldn’t understand before he quickly reached for his belt. She watched on as James took the shot, the bullet inserting itself into the man’s shoulder, likely breaking the bone. The impact of the bullet caused him to quickly fall to the ground like a rag doll, writhing in pain as Grant kicked the gun out of reach and Charles searched him for more weapons.

Erin stayed as close to James as she could without getting in his way as they made their way over to the fallen man. Oh my god, she thought. He literally just tried to kill himself. The journalist swallowed the lump in her throat that had appeared whenever the shots were fired and gazed down at the now bare man that they had chased after. His tattoo was interesting, to say the least. Most likely a way to seal his loyalty to whatever group the Delta team was attempting to take down.

Erin watched the three men search the man for any intel that would lead them anywhere. Suddenly, James stopped and Erin felt her heart drop as he turned around as quickly as he could, directly facing her as his arm shot up and aimed his gun. Quickly, Erin ducked under his arm and circled around him as two shots rang out, a panicked “holy shit” escaping her mouth as she did so. She watched as the team’s target dropped dead, his clotted blood flowing out of him and staining the snow red.

The next thing the blonde knew, James was quickly stepping in front of her and shoving her out of the way, the woman losing her balance and landing in the snow as James inserted himself between her and the bullet that was aimed to kill her. Yet again, another “holy shit” left her. She watched on as the bullet grazed the captain’s ribs, leaving a hole in his thick jacket as the bullet came to a stop in the snow not even inches from her thigh.

The journalist quickly stood from her position on the ground as the rest of their attackers fell dead. She looked directly at James’ injury while he spoke to his men before casting her gaze up to meet his face. She sensed the genuine concern coming from him as he asked her if she were alright. At first, all Erin could do was nod, but once she gathered her thoughts and processed what had just happened in a span of five minutes, she spoke. “Yeah, I’m okay. Are you? Is the wound bad?” She asked, her voice laced with concern and worry as her green eyes darted down to it once more before locking with his brown eyes again.

The trio had arrived back at Alexandra's apartment from the dog park around 12:30, Otto and Adelaide tired from throwing toys for Max to fetch numerous times after the little rest that they all had. Thankfully, the fall weather kept them from getting too hot. Adelaide and Max were currently taking a nap on the sofa while Otto prepared lunch for them. It was just a platter of finger foods and freshly cut fruits and veggies, but was definitely going to be good. "So, where's your next project going to be?" Alex asked Otto as he grabbed the platter and placed it on the island counter in front of her. He shrugged as he made his way to the sofa to wake Adelaide up, nudging her with his hand before returning to the kitchen. "I'm not sure yet. The cherry blossoms are in bloom in Japan and I'm considering having a shoot there. It would look great, especially with the perfect model."

Alex's heart raced at him mentioning the country. Hana lived in Japan, and her brother was thinking about going there for his job. She grabbed a fresh strawberry off of the platter and popped it into her mouth after taking the stem and leaves off. She could go with him if she wanted to. He most likely wouldn't be leaving for a few months and her and Hana would be close enough by then to not be awkward around each other. If they decided to meet up, that is. "What are you thinking about?" Otto asked as he grabbed something off of the platter. "I was thinking about how it would be cool to go to Japan with you. I've never been before," she explained as she grabbed another piece of fruit.

Otto nodded and swallowed the berry in his mouth before speaking. "Well, I need a model first. You down for the job?" he asked. Alex's head shot up, curious if he was just messing around with her or not. Unbelievably, she didn't find any sort of impishness in his eyes. "Sure," she said with a small smile. Right at that moment, her phone vibrated against the counter and Alex flipped the device over to look at the notification plastered on the screen. Noticing that it was from Hana, the blonde unlocked her phone and began reading the string of texts that were sent to her.

12:57: Hey! The little stuffed animal you won is so cute. You did good lol

12:57: It's my pleasure! Max is my child. I have to show him off whenever I can. He's too cute

12:58: Actually, I did dress up for it. I don't know why but I wanted to show him what he's missing out on. Needless to say, it worked.

12:58: I'm back at my apartment with Otto and Adelaide right now. We're eating lunch and talking about where Otto is going to go for his next project. Addy is napping on the couch with Max right now.

13:00: I can already see the headline. "Local girl burns apartment building down because of texting"

13:00: The baby boomers would get a kick out of that and "those damned ole cell phones" lol

( it’s fine, love! i completely understand c: )

The blonde woman didn’t bother to look at the camera as she reached inside the drenched coffin, pulling the journal out and flipping it open. She read through the first few pages of the journal before she started flipping through it. She stopped once she spotted something out of place. Instead of being written in English like the rest of the journal was, there were a few pages in the middle of the journal that written in what seemed to be Latin. “Huh,” Erin mumbled, tilting her head almost unnoticeably, a habit of hers whenever she was trying to focus, as she attempted to decipher some of the words.

“I’ll have to translate this. It’ll take some time but will definitely be worth it. Looks like Francis Drake was tricking everyone the entire time,” the blonde said into the camera as she shook the book in her hand for emphasis. “Looks like we’re going back to solving puzzles and finding maps.” Right as soon as Erin finished that sentence, a bullet flew by her skull, missing by inches. Instantly, the blonde treasure hunter flinched away and ducked down, yelling for Olivia to do the same. She scrambled across the deck to one of the wooden crates that she had brought along with her, tossing the lid off of it and snagging the hidden pistol before running for cover.

Erin took cover behind a sturdier crate and risked a peek over it, noticing two speedboats coming their way. “It’s damned modern pirates!” She looked in Olivia’s direction and yelled, “do you know how to use a gun?” A bullet hit the crate she was taking cover against and she flinched. The blonde peered over her cover before firing off a few shots, successfully hitting the driver of the closest boat.

“So when are you going to Japan now that you have a model?” Alex asked her brother, who was stuffing tons of small berries into his mouth as she spoke. He held up his hand to signal that he needed a few seconds to chew the fruit and swallow before he spoke. “Probably about three weeks from now. I’ve been saving money for the past two months and we have enough to book a room in Osaka for two weeks,” he explained. Needless to say, Alex’s heart soared. Hana lived in Osaka, and here in a few weeks, she would be in the same city as the Japanese woman. Maybe just minutes away from her. Alex felt her heart beat a tad faster.

The blonde felt her cellphone vibrate underneath her palm and she instantly flipped it over, watching as more notifications from Hana filled the lock screen. She waited before the notifications stopped to unlock her phone. She quickly read through the messages, a habitual smile appearing on her face as she read through them. She laughed at the salad comment, noticing that Otto was looking at her weirdly, most likely assuming that Fynn was the one making her laugh. She ignored the look as she began to type back her response.

13:11: I hope not. I can barely stand him anymore

13:11: Oh my god, how does someone manage to burn a salad? Out of all the options, a salad?

13:12: My day was actually really fun! It was great to just spend time with my family for a few hours. We stayed at the dog park for about an hour and a half after we stopped talking and then went to a dog-friendly coffee shop and got a few snacks. After that, we came back to my apartment.

Ever the curious one, Otto popped another berry in his mouth before speaking. “Who are you texting?” Alex looked up from her phone screen and toward him as she answered. “My pen pal from class. We got assigned a pen pal from a school that the university partnered with. She’s really nice,” the German woman explained. Otto nodded before standing from the stool at the island counter, leaving Alex alone with the platter. “I’m gonna play on the PlayStation,” he said. Alex opened her mouth to speak, but Otto cut her off. “Yes, with the headset.”

The blonde nipped the inside of her cheek with her teeth as she gazed back down at her screen and began typing once again.

13:14: What are you cooking right now?

13:14: Something good, I hope. All Otto made for lunch was a fruit and veggie platter. I’m not complaining, of course, because it was really good. I could go for an actual meal, though.

13:15: and how’s Momo doing? We can’t forget about the cute fur ball.

Erin watched as James dressed his wound, the section of his coat around the wound turning from a fine alabaster to ruby red. Concern flooded her even though she noticed it wasn’t as bad as she hadn’t thought it was. Her eyes drifted up from his injury to his face, watching as all of the concern and softness that had been directed to her disappear quicker than a snap of fingers as James directed his attention to the dead man with the tiger tattoo. She followed after him, not sure if she were supposed to stick close to him or not considering the amount of anger that was practically leaking from him. She hung back a bit to the point where she was still close to James, but in between him and the two other men behind her.

Erin tried not to pay much attention to the bodies limply hanging over the mens’ shoulders but couldn’t help for her gaze to drift onto them. Not even five minutes ago, she was in the middle of a shooting match, nearly getting shot and killed. Thankfully, James was there to push her out of the way. If it weren’t for that, there’s no way she would’ve been walking out of that alive.

The young journalist glanced back toward Grant, who asked her if she was alright. She slowed her pace a bit to walk side by side with the ginger before she answered his question. “I guess I’m doing as good as I can considering what all just happened,” she answered, her voice soft though she was visibly shaken by the events. “It was pretty crazy, to say the least.” She quickly shoved her hands into the pockets of her coat after pulling her hood back over her head, blonde hair speckled with snow. She listened as Grant told her the story about his first near death experience. “Oh god. I think I’d prefer what just happened over being cornered by a mountain lion. I’d rather be shot than mauled,” she said, looking toward him with wide eyes.

Erin listened as he told her about his first U.C.B. experience, opening her mouth to respond whenever Charles put in his own word. After the two began bickering, the blonde picked up her pace a bit until she was back in the middle of the group. She stayed there for the remainder of the trip back to camp, eyes scanning over the tension in the Captain’s back as he carried the corpse.

Once they reached camp, Erin’s eyes immediately locked onto the tall man that was waiting for their return. She noticed that James’ anger only grew once his eyes fixated on the man as well, and Erin did her best to slow her pace to get back beside Grant and Charles instead of marching up with James, who seemed livid as he tossed the body on the ground, then signaling for Grant and Charles to drop the bodies that were being carried on their shoulders. Erin watched on as James went off on the leader of the scout team, deciding to hang back with Grant and Charles as she watched on.

Needless to say, whenever Grant began to usher her toward the tent, she didn’t object. She was looking forward to a warm place to rest and some food to ease her hunger.

After Otto made his way to the sofa and began playing on the PlayStation, Alex cleaned up around the kitchen, putting the fruit and veggies into the fridge for later. She grabbed her laptop, phone and her glasses and quietly made her way out onto the balcony, trying her best to not wake Adelaide and Max. Although it was a bit chilly due to the breeze she was getting from almost the top of the building, the warm sun fought off most of the cold. The blonde curled up in one of the chairs on the balcony and put her laptop down in front of her on the small round table.

As she was logging into her school account, she felt her phone vibrate underneath her leg. She ignored it for the time being, finishing logging into her account and browsing through her assignments, most of them done, before she found the pen pal assignment. She clicked on it and read through the directions once again before her curiosity got the best of her. Alex read through the numerous text messages that had been sent to her by Hana, writing up her reply with a smile on her face.

13:32: That sounds good! If I wasn't a vegetarian then I would most definitely try it.

13:32: Whenever Adelaide and Otto aren't over, I'm always cooking for myself. I'm actually a pretty decent baker but believe it or not, I always burn waffles/pancakes. It's horrible. I can never make them right even though I love them so much :(

13:33: Momo is so precious. I can't wait to meet her one day! She definitely looks like a cuddler. Max is.

13:33: I'm actually looking at our assignment right now. The first question isn't due for another two days but I'd rather get it submitted now so I don't have to worry about it later on. So that means that we actually have to work for the next hour or so instead of just talking :(

Alexandra pulled her lower lip between her teeth as she contemplated a thought that just popped into her head. It would be easier to work on the assignment together if they were on a call, wouldn't it? It would definitely be more efficient. We wouldn't have to wait for the other to reply via text, she thought. A short sigh escaped her lips as she continued to type.

13:34: Would you prefer to be on a call whenever we work on the assignment? We wouldn't have to wait on each other to reply and it wouldn't take as long. I'm down if you are. :)

Jordan Rae Caswell

She was beyond nervous, to say the least.

Not only an hour ago, she had received the phone call of her life from the New York Times. Of course, it wasn't her typical job and was so incredibly dangerous that this time around, she could actually get killed. She definitely ignored that fact whenever she said yes to the job, though. Not even seconds after the phone call had ended, she began following her instructions: call the general of the U.S. Army and ask him where she should go to be flown out to Russia. "Well, you're in New York right now, correct, Ms. Caswell?" He had asked. "Then go to Fort Hamilton. We'll get you to Russia from there." Now, Jordan Caswell was packing her bags and preparing for the long, hard months to come whenever she arrived in the dangerous, war ridden tundra.

It had only taken her about thirty minutes to reach the military base, and right as soon as she was given access and drove behind the gate, she saw a few men walk outside of a nearby building and heading straight to her vehicle after she had parked it. Needless to say, Jordan hadn't been expecting that. One of the first men that walked up toward the vehicle held his hand out for a firm handshake, which Jordan gladly accepted. "Welcome to Fort Hamilton, Ms. Caswell. We'll have you in Russia in no time," he said, an obvious suave in his voice. The blonde woman smiled thankfully and then watched as he ordered his men to grab her luggage. She opened her mouth to protest, but he held up his hand with a smile to cut her off. "Don't worry too much about it." Jordan watched on as the two men carried her luggage (which wasn't much, if we're being honest here. She had no idea what she needed to pack for an undercover military mission). Noticing that the man that had spoken to her was waiting for her to follow, the blonde caught up to him and walked by his side as they made their way to the helicopter pad. "We already have a chopper ready to send you out. It should only be a few minutes or so before she arrives."

Jordan made short conversation with the men and not too long afterward, the helicopter that was spoken of not even three minutes ago was landing on the pad. As soon as the wheels hit the tarmac, the men carrying her luggage hurried toward the aircraft and stuffed the bags inside the small storage unit on the side of the helicopter. The man that Jordan had been speaking to held the passenger side door open for her as she climbed inside to greet her pilot, a brunette woman who seemed to be in her early thirties. "Well, hello there! I'm assuming you're the one I'm hauling all the way toward the tundra?" She asked, a hint of a southern accent evident whenever she spoke. Jordan tilted her head in acknowledgement. "Yes ma'am." The brunette woman nodded before reaching over and fastening the oblivious blonde's seat belt. "This your first time on a helicopter?" The pilot asked as the man closed the passenger door and gave her a thumbs up. "A military issued one? Definitely," Jordan responded, watching as the woman beside her messed with some switches before moving her hand to the stick in front of her, easily lifting the aircraft off of the mat and into the air. She took the headset that the woman handed her once they got into the air and slipped it on her head and over her ears, adjusting the mic position so it wasn't brushing against her pink lips.

"Well, honey, you're in good hands. I'll have you in Russia in no time," the woman said, finishing off with what seemed to be a signature smile and a wink. With that, Jordan looked outside of the window as the city of New York grew smaller and smaller. Soon enough, she would be at a military base in Russia, risking her life just to get some details on how the Delta team works.

Alex scrolled through her assignments for her medical class while waiting for a response from Hana. She clicked on a few that only required a couple of questions to be answered, quickly typing up long, thought-out responses. The blonde proof-read the answers before submitting them, leaving her with only two assignments left for the class for the time being. She quickly read through the instructions for those, coming to the conclusion that they were definitely more complicating that what she had just done and would take some time and dedication to get the correct answers. Thankfully, those assignments weren't due for about a month.

Alex felt her phone vibrate against her leg but ignored it as she scrolled through her other classes, all of them but one lacking assignments due to her turning them all in early. At this moment, she was glad that she worked way ahead of when she was expected to. Only three assignments out of all of her classes for the next month and a half? She'll take it. After browsing through her account and checking her averages, the blonde woman grabbed her phone off of the top of her thigh and flipped it over, gazing at the notifications on the screen, all from Hana, before unlocking the device with her thumb. She quickly read through the text messages, stopping once she saw Hana's username. She exited out of her messages app and scrolled over to the last page of apps on her phone, clicking on the blue icon that represented Skype. Quickly, she typed in Hana's username. Then, she went back to her messages app and sent the Japanese woman a text.

13:53: My username is alex.krieger19. Just letting you know so you won't reject my call lol

With that being said, Alexandra went back to her Skype app and though her thumb hesitated over the video call button, she ended up pressing the voice call. I look too much like a mess to video call with her right now, she thought, setting her phone back down on her thigh as she listened to the ring coming from the device. She suddenly felt more nervous than she had been whenever she had her first lab in her medical class. Alex's heart rate sped up as the ringing continued, and then finally, whenever it cut off to signal that Hana had answered, her heart leaped. "Hey, Hana!"

Alex could have sworn that her heart pounded out of her chest whenever she heard Hana's voice, especially whenever she said her nickname. "It's alright, hun! You can call me Alex, I don't mind," she said, trying her best to keep her voice confident although she was incredibly nervous. She listened to the clicking of keyboard keys coming through the speakers of her phone and she herself began to work on her laptop, going back to the assignment that she was about to work on with Hana.

She cleared her throat after Hana said she had the assignment pulled up. She scrolled through her own assignment, reading the question once again before speaking. "What question do you have? I want to make sure we have the same one before we start shooting out answers," she said, purposefully ignoring the way her heart was beating in her chest. She had to admit to herself, she had never heard a voice like Hana's before. The perfect pitch between high and low, raspy in just the right way to make Alex squirm in her seat. Needless to say, Hana just had one of those voices.

Thankfully, the blonde was distracted from her thoughts due to the door to the balcony opening, revealing a barely awake Adelaide carrying a blanket and a pillow. "Otto woke me up," the teenager murmured in soft German as she pulled one of the chairs up beside Alex's own, sitting down and curling into the seat. "I'll yell at him later for you. I'm on the phone with Hana right now. We're working," the blonde replied in her own soft, whispered German, watching as her sister attempted to get comfortable in the seat. Alexandra leaned back in her own chair, attempting to see Otto through the two large glass doors that led back into the house. Sure enough, he was playing the PlayStation and very loudly.

Adelaide grumbled something and Alex's attention returned to her sister before she focused on the screen of her laptop, clicking on the response box and preparing to type once her and Hana got the ball rolling.

It was a few hours later before they arrived in Russia, and then they still had about a twenty minute ride before they reached the base. Needless to say, the country was almost exactly how she had imagined it: snowy, barren tundra. "Not exactly what you were expecting, huh?" Jordan heard come through the headset. The blonde looked over to the woman flying the helicopter, shrugging slightly. "Actually, it's a bit how I expected it to be. It's almost a wasteland," she replied. She watched as the brunette soldier nodded in agreement before her attention was brought back to the airspace in front of them.

Not long after that conversation took place, a white building that would have definitely blended into the snow if the black helicopter pad wasn't there suddenly became visible after the chopper flew out a tall, snowy hill. Jordan watched as the pilot flew over the landing pad and lined up the aircraft with the pad before lowering to the ground. Out of the large window on the passenger door, the blonde spotted a strong brunette woman with short hair making her way to the pad. She obviously seemed unhappy due to her stance, but Jordan didn't pay any attention to it as she climbed out of the landed helicopter, thanking the two soldiers as they helped her out and grabbed her luggage. Instantly, she made eye contact with the brunette woman, who turned on her heels and walked in the direction that she came from without saying even one word to her.

She must be the commander of the Delta team, Jordan thought as she followed the older woman, struggling to keep her long blonde hair out of her face as the wind from the helicopter's blades finally began to die down. Once she was inside the building, Jordan finally caught up to the brunette woman and held her hand out for a handshake. "Jordan Caswell. I'm the journalist that the general sent to cover some of the missions that you and your team are doing."

( it's ok omg. mine is probably about to be really short because i want to get to all of the fluff and in-person stuff )

Alex listened to Hana as she spoke, who was attempting to explain the question and decipher all of the long, complicating words within the assignment. If she were being honest, she didn't understand some of the words herself. Of course, she's fluent in English but still has her usual mix-ups. Alex began searching up some of the words herself, genuinely curious as to how she can understand the question better as she listened to Hana speak once again, this time mentioning her little sister, who was listening to their conversation curiously.

"It's alright, Hana. I forgive you," Adelaide said, her accent thicker than Alex's own as she softly spoke the English words. Alex chuckled at the girl as she read some of the definitions popping up on her screen and then applying them to the assignment. Sooner rather than later, the blonde woman had a much better understanding of what the professor was asking her and typed a few words into the response box so she would have a few words to start her paragraph.

The blonde's heart jumped at the sound of Hana chuckling through her phone and she smiled. Her laugh is so cute, Alex thought before she knocked herself out of her haze, realizing that Hana had asked her a question a few seconds ago and she remained silent the entire time. "Uh, would you mind explaining it a bit?" If she were being honest, she already had her answer ready to go, but she wanted to hear Hana talk some more. She had to admit that she definitely loved the sound of the Japanese woman's voice, especially the rasp that came through every few seconds.

( dear god this is such a shitty post lmao )

can we just appreciate how gOOD alex (or amber heard, however you wanna look at it) looks in these pics oh my gOd )

Although Alex already knew what she wanted to type as her answer, she sat still in her seat and listened to the Japanese woman talk, wondering what her voice would sound like if she were actually speaking to her in person. Probably delectable, she thought. The blonde woman listened to what Hana was saying about entrepreneurs in Japan, genuinely interested as she switched positions in her seat so she would be comfortable enough to type out a lengthy response to the question. Of course, the professor only required one paragraph as an answer, but with Alex being the overachiever that she is, was prepared to type two paragraphs, one and a half at the least.

Alexandra continued to listen to the soothing voice coming from her phone as she typed out her response, having a good two paragraphs in no time. Alex hummed in acknowledgment whenever Hana finished with her explanation, finishing her response before she replied to Hana. “I caught everything you said. Thank you for explaining it for me, love,” Alex murmured. She looked over toward her sister, who was passed out in the chair, before she spoke once again. “I’m glad that it’s getting better there.”

Alex fiddled with her fingers for a few seconds, tapping them on top of her thighs for a few seconds before she spoke once again. “By the way, your voice is like sex.”

( LMAO i had to do it. we can tjmeskip now, if you want, or after you post (if you want to post) )

( same. i love amber heard with all my heart )

osaka, japan. one month later.

Although the plane ride definitely wasn’t her first, it still made her a bit woozy after she stepped off and into the airport. The transition from being in the air for eleven hours to suddenly being on land made her feel a bit lightheaded, but she was good. Alex matched her pace with Otto’s, heeled ankle boots clicking and clacking against the tiled flooring of the airport as the duo made their way to the baggage claim. The blonde German woman pushed her sunglasses onto the top of her head, pushing back some loose strands of blonde hair that had managed to escape her bun. She looked toward Otto as he spoke to a woman standing near the baggage claim, most likely asking how long it would be before the bags from their flight began making their way out to be collected.

Alexandra took this time to check her phone, replying to some texts and reading some emails before she went back to her messages app, pulling up her conversation with Hana. The two had not texted since sometime yesterday, which was somewhat unusual, but given the fact that Alex had been on an airplane for eleven hours, it made sense. The blonde’s fingers flew across the keyboard of her phone, texting out a message to her friend.

18:32: Hey. Sorry I didn’t text earlier. I’ve been on a plane for the past eleven hours and Otto and I are just now getting off. How has your day been so far? Xx

She sent the message and then read over it once before locking her phone, the screen going black. She stuffed the device into the front pocket of her tight ripped jeans, turning to face her brother as he made his way back to her. She watched as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans before he spoke. “Baggage claim is going to start rolling in about two minutes, according to that woman over there,” he said tiredly, jerking his head in the direction that he had just came from. Alex nodded and stood side by side with her brother, taking this time to look around the airport.

Not even two minutes later, the conveyor belt began moving and their bags were, luckily, some of the first out. The duo grabbed their luggage and easily maneuvered throughout the crowd, finding the exit from the airport to the parking lot rather easily. Otto had called for an Uber as soon as he had gotten back to Alex from asking about their luggage and one was already waiting at the entrance for them. They threw their luggage into the trunk of the vehicle and climbed into the backseat, Otto telling their driver the address of the hotel and in no time, they were off and on the freeway.

It took a while for them to reach the hotel and get checked in, and as soon as Otto swiped the key card and walked inside, Alex followed and flopped onto the sofa, letting out a quiet, tired groan. The jetlag was finally catching up to her and though it was, she still wanted to go explore around Osaka for a bit before retreating to the hotel to sleep. She felt Otto swat her shoulder before she sat up. “Get up, loser, we’re going shopping,” he said rather gleefully, most likely happy that he’s finally gotten to use a reference from Mean Girls. “It’s “get in”. Not up,” the blonde said, laughing as Otto chuckled “Whatever,” he said, shrugging as the two made their way back down to the entrance of the St. Regis, deciding walk downtown instead of taking a car. A few minutes later, they were seated in a nice restaurant and enjoying a nice, authentic Japanese meal.

( btw, i’ve been thinking of liam hemsworth being otto’s faceclaim lol. that’s how i’ve been imagining him for some reason but yeah )

”So, when are we gonna start shooting?” Alex asked before she stuffed a fork full of food into her mouth. She had been stuck with airplane food (more like just the peanuts) for the past eleven hours and was starving. At this point, she didn’t even care about if she was eating “properly”. The blonde girl watched as her older brother did the same thing, holding his finger up to show that he was still chewing. After swallowing, Otto spoke. “Probably tomorrow or the day after. We’re here for two weeks, after all. We might as well have a little bit of fun before we actually start to work,” he said, shrugging as Alex mockingly raised her brow.

Then, out of nowhere, the tell-tale universal sound of a camera shutting on a cellphone filled the semi-quiet air of the restaurant. Curiously, Alex’s green eyes looked in the direction that the sound came from, which was from behind Otto, and saw the back of a phone pointed directly at her. The blonde’s brows raised slightly. What the hell? She watched as the girl obviously began to panic before she shot out of her seat and almost ran to their table. The stammered English was easy to understand, and whenever she learned that this girl was one of Hana’s friends, a smile came over her face followed by a small laugh. Otto simply looked confused.

“Hana, my pen pal! Remember?” Alex attempted to explain, not even paying any attention to the look of realization that came over her brother’s face. “You told her that I was here and she did my beliebe you, did she?” Alex asked, humor written all over her face before she spoke again, an idea hitting her right on the top of her head. “You should video call her. She’ll believe you then.” There was a small pause before Alex spoke again, excitement written all over her face. “What’s your name?”

Alex watched as Yuki clicked around on her phone, most likely pulling up Hana’s contact information. She heard the tell-tale brrring! that was associated with FaceTime and impatiently waited for the ringing to stop to signify Hana answering the video call. Not even seconds after Yuki began the call, the ringing stopped and Hana’s voice came through the speakers of the Japanese woman’s phone. She listened on as the duo spoke in Japanese for a few seconds before Yuki tilted the phone in her direction to show Hana. Once she saw Hana’s reaction, she chuckled, watching the woman brush her hair back in attempt to look neater.

In Alex’s opinion, she looked cute.

“Otto and I are here to do a photo shoot. He needed a model and I volunteered,” she explained. Her head tilted a bit as she watched the brunette woman on the screen push her glasses up higher on her nose. Right then, Alex realized that this was the first time that she’s seen Hana with glasses on. Needless to say, the blonde’s gaze was appreciative. “I didn’t tell you because I knew you were going to offer that and I don’t want you to have to deal with this man-child brother of mine,” she said with a smile, a chuckle coming from her as Otto’s loud “Hey!” of protest rang through the restaurant, causing some diners to look in their direction. “Also, I wasn’t sure how long we were staying until Otto told me to pack two weeks worth of clothes three hours before we had to be at the airport.”

At the mention of her food, she just gazed down to her food, which was mostly devoured by now. “Oh, I just got a tofu salad. Otto’s digging into the ramen,” she said, clicking the button on Yuki’s phone to switch the camera to face Otto, who was struggling to slurp some of the noodles hanging from his mouth inside. The blonde woman clicked the button once again to flip the camera back to her, looking up toward the rectangle in the corner to make sure it was back on her.

“We could meet up sometime today, if you want!”

Alex hummed. "Well, maybe I'll just stay with you and Otto can have the hotel to himself since you want to play hostess," the blonde said with a small smile. Otto raised his brow at her before he stuffed another bite of ramen into his mouth. She rolled her eyes at him before turning her attention back to Hana, who mentioned the food. "Oh, it's really good! I'm glad that we're able to get something authentic instead of the frozen cartons that Adelaide insists I stock up on in my freezer." She looked down toward her food, taking a quick bite of the tofu before looking back at Yuki's phone.

Alex watched as Hana hesitated a bit after her proposition, but then agreed a few seconds later. You worried for nothing, Ali. The German woman gave a huge smile to Hana after she swallowed her bite of tofu. "Sweet! Otto and I were going to just go back to the hotel after dinner because we had no idea what to do, but we can definitely go somewhere. Isn't there some fair or something in the city right now?" The blonde asked, her head tilted the way that it usually is whenever she's focused or thinking. It would be pretty cool to go to a festival with the brunette for their first time together in person.

Alex looked up from the phone and toward her older brother, who was just about finished with his meal. "Otto, do you want to go to the festival or back to the hotel?" She asked, watching as he took a swig of water from his glass. "Actually, I think I'll go ahead and head back to the hotel. You two have fun at the festival. Bring me back a teddy," he said, winking toward his little sister. Of course he knows that you're attracted to her, the blonde thought, her eyes narrowing in the slightest, almost unnoticeable way. Once more, she returned her attention back to the phone.

"They have a ferris wheel there, yeah?"

( this is so short and nasty omg )