"Yup! you got it" Rhys congratulated him. "So, your turn again- Sylver, get off your phone and pay attention" Rhys nudged his friend again, who stared him in the eyes as she pulled out her earbuds, plugging them in and putting them into her ears, showing him as she put music on and turned the volume up. Rhys just dramatically sighed and went back to playing a game with the others

"I spy something that is green." Onmund said after a moment. If they had been outside it wouldn't have taken that long though trapped in a plane made it difficult to spot things.
"You spy my shirt, no?" Buddy asked looking down. The plain shirt he wore was a dark green, the jacket over it a brown.
"You got It!"
"I spy something black." The Russian said lightly giving it little thought.

Alana had been quiet a long time, watching silently. "She got mad. With wher stupid mask nobody could know she had burns. I didn't slap Onmund for talking about... Family." Nobody heard her luckily, or she would have joined the ranks of slapped.

The seatbelt sign flickered on.

Piper fastened her seatbelt. Piper was still smiling, and if possible, her smile widened. "Oh, I just love takeoff!"

Blue gulped. She had never been on a plane before. She pulled out a teddy bear she had stuffed in her backpack and hugged it tight.

Sylver seemed to share the smile, though it was hard to tell. She enthusiastically buckled her seatbelt, turning her phone off after sending one last text. ".... . -.--/ .--. .. .--. . .-./ -.-- --- ..- .-. ./ .-/ .--. ..- .-. . -... .-.. --- --- -../ .-. .. --. .... -?" Sylver asked Piper, thinking her face seemed familiar ".- -./ --- .-. .. --. .. -. .- .-../ -.. . ... -.-. . -. -.. .- -. -/ -- .- -.-- -... .?" She inquired

[Hey piper you're a pureblood, right?]
[an original descendant maybe?]

"Yes," she replied. "One of my a-lot-of-greats Grandmothers is the first Argi Mage. Our family is strictly all Argi blood." She sighed.

"Yay!" Onmund said buckling up though with the amount of bouncing he was doing it was a wonder that the whole plan wasn't shaking. Toril smirked and simply shook her head at him. Buddy on the other hand clutched the seat, trying hard not to hyperventilate. He hated planes...he hated flying....

"- .... .- - .../ .-- .... . .-. ./ ../ -.- -. --- .--/ -.-- --- ..-/ ..-. .-. --- --!/" Sylver clicked excitedly ".. --/ .- -./ --- .-. .. --. .. -. .- .-../ -.. . ... -.-. . -. -.. .- -. -/ - --- ---!" Sylver clicked. "../ .--. .-. --- -... .- -... .-.. -.--/ -- . -/ -.-- --- ..-/ .- -/ --- -. ./ --- ..-./ - .... --- ... ./ -- .-. .. --. .. -. .- .-../ .--. .- .-. - -.--/ -- . . - .. -. --./ - .... .. -. --. ..." She figured.

[that's where I know you from!]
[I'm an original descendant too!]
[I probably met you at one of those original descendant party meeting things]

Alana rolled her eyes and looked back at her. "Oh my god, those parties are sooo boring." The deck of cards in her pocket removed itself and she turned away, making them dance around. "Hey, Buddy did you say your name was?" She faced him. "I'm Alana. Please call me Alan."