Calumny Flight To Port Angeles

Tomas was still struggling with his irritations from the plane, and her happiness at hearing from him somehow bothered him.

"I'm cramped from sitting on a plane trying to fix your mess Sarah." He spat before taking a breath and calming himself.

Without an apology he continued, though his tone was now calmer.

"Your message said something about wanting to know if we still wanted to talk. It is that or fight, Sarah. You know that. I know that is not what you really wanted. What do you need?" He asked as he continued to walk further from the group, wanting to ensure he was not overheard.

Tomas stiffened at Sarah's words.

"Yes, you made that flight to help us, not cause more trouble. Not bring us out there to 'be peaceful' and change our ways," Tomas hissed.

He shook his head and thought of her question.

"Why is it simpler if it is three on three? To eliminate some of our powers so they can have the upperhand? If they are so peaceful, why do they want smaller numbers?" Tomas asked, already thinking of what the rest of the group could say against this.

Tomas knew it was important to Sarah, but was not going to waltz back to the group unprepared- not with so many humans around.

I sighed again. "It because they don't want to indanger their whole family, if it is indeed peaceful then the whole family will met with them after words, they don't care who you bring with you. It's just a matter of their familys safty is that really so wrong to ask? To not indanger their mates if they can help it?"

Tomas let out a frustrated sigh but didn't fight her further. It was up to the group, not him.

"So we send anybody. Who do they send?" He asked, although he already had an idea. The mind reader would no doubt be there, as would their clan leader. Tomas debated between the future seer, empath or the strong one.

The three didn't surprise Tomas, but he was not going to immediate push the idea away.

"I will call you back," was all Tomas said before he hung up the phone and walked back towards the group.

Despite the noise in the terminal, he knew a low voice would get the group's attention.

"Sarah wants to know if we will agree to a smaller, initial meeting. It will keep things calmer, and ease some of the tension on both sides. She was thinking 3 of them, 3 of us."

Tomas sat down in the midst of the group, waiting for responses.

glad to finally be off the plane but i was still annoyed. it was not a pleasant flight. at. all. there was a little boy who just didn't know how to shut up. obviously it was his first flight. i nver thought a person could talk for an entire flight but i was wrong. and for some reason or another it really ticked me off. he sat in front me and would peek through the space between the chairs at me at times. the only way i could keep myself calm was to think about why i was on the plane....then my thoughts drifted to how many ways i could make the kid shut up. that kept me occupied for awhile.
After unboarding i saw Thomas step away from the group, talking to sarah no doubt. great. Then he came back with Wonnnnderfuuulll news. yea right.
he said that we needed to send only three of us. well to hell with that. no way.
"Is there a reason we should risk ourselves. Why must we meet this request. They knew we were all coming. I thought these were to be civilized vampires and there was nothing to fear. If they know we come with no intention to fight why do they deny us hospitality.?" i said all this kind of hastily because it made me very outraged plus the aggitation from the flight.

Tomas kept his faced composed while Philip, as usual, flew off the handle. Part of him agreed, but his tie to Sarah kept him from being too angry.

"I asked those same questions, Philip. They want to keep things calmer, and perhaps it is a good idea. They far outnumber us. Should things not go as planned and a fight breaks out, a one on one battle will be far better than the 4 or 5 to 1 battle we might face. We are taking our time with this for a reason Philip. Perhaps barreling in against everyone would not be wise." Tomas pointed out, subtly throwing Philip's tendency to charge in back at him.

"And yes, they know we are coming. But what if they decide to simply plan an attack should we not agree? They will have the upperhand if it is a suprise attack. Our attack must be perfectly planned- theirs does not need to be that."

Tomas looked at the rest of the group for further opinions, but was starting to see more logic in this idea.

Sitting back calmed and cool Fredrick listined to the vampires conversation with a warm genuine smile on his face. Not wanting to speak up without being addressed to first he let them speak amongst themselfs, not realy having any interest in the conversation.

I finally opened my eyes. I had sat here for hours pretending I was sleeping. I guess I had droned everything out. I looked a few seats up, and saw Frederick. I jumped up, and quietly and gracefully moved up a few rows un-noticed. I whispered quietly. "Where were you Frederick?!"

I opened my eyes and looked around. I caught what Tomas had said and smirked. Who were the three, i wondered. Alice, Edward, and Rosalie maybe? Or no, Alice, Carlisle and Edward. Those would be the sensible three. And who would go to meet them. I was guessing me, my brother and Tomas. Maybe, but i wasn't sure yet.

Tomas shook his head at the lack of responses he was getting before glancing at his watch.

"Our next flight leaves in less than an hour. We need to figure this out before we board that plane. If no one speaks up soon, I am going to call Sarah and tell her we are agreeing to it," Tomas said, annoyed that the group always seemed so unable to easily make a decision.

I sat lazily in the airport chair "sure whatever Thomas just call them and say we'll do it. but i can't promise ill play nice."

Ooc:

HEY GUYS!! Let's get this moving : P Let's finish this plot :D

I sighed and looked out the window.
"You took the words right out of my mouth, brother." I said.

((Jeezum! Can we get to Forks now please????))

(If you guys wouldnt take so freaking long to post and reply and not leave my hanging on what the GROUP wants to do we could get to forks....)

Tomas stifled a growl but nodded.

"Keep in mind that not playing nice could cause more problems for us than good. Running in there with bad intent could just end in our deaths rather than theirs," Tomas warned.

It surprised him how easily he was siding with Sarah as time went on. Regardless, he couldn't deny the fighting skill of the Cullens. They were capable of many things, and Tomas wouldn't be surprised if Philip and Franz jumped into a fight and came out the loser.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed Sarah, almost relieved to talk to her again. He waited for her to answer, hoping this meeting turned out well. If the Cullens really were peaceful like she claimed, they wouldn't come intending to fight, but Tomas that peace waned when hostility was involved.