Sometime in Darwin

On first glance, the quartet of air travelers were just four more people getting off of an international flight from New Orleans. Normal, if you discounted the plain red arm band wrapped around the upper arm of the tall, lanky woman in a casual sun dress. Her partner was slightly shorter and stouter in contrast, clad in a t-shirt with a honey badger on the front and a pair of jeans. Each lady was holding the hand of a girl of roughly 8 years. A closer look at the two children would find that they seemed to share the features of both women.

"See? That wasn't so bad Danielle."

Her partner let out a long breath. "I know Rachel. At least the headphones kept the engine noise to a minimum."

"One of the advantages of getting to know the tech track at the big W."

Further conversation was interrupted when her daughter spoke up. "Mommie, can I get something to eat?"

This resulted in a chuckle. "I swear, you have your father's appetite. We'll get something once we get through customs."

"What's customs?" The query came from the final member of the party.

Danielle responded. "Remember what we talked about before we left? It's where the government checks to make certain we didn't bring anything we weren't supposed to."

"Oh, right."

Upon reaching the customs hall, Rachel and Danelle looked around before making tracks for the line labeled 'Foreign Paranormals'. Despite the hustle and bustle, the locals left the odd grouping with just a bit of space, even if the other visitors paid them little attention beyond that which would be garnered by their destination.

Upon reaching the front of the line, the customs inspector spoke with a slightly bored tone. "Passports, customs form and IDs, please."

Danielle was the first to hand hers over. The inspector's eyebrows rose slightly at seeing the 'Rager 1' on the plastic card. He took a moment to compare the photo on the passport with the woman standing in front of him. He then shuffled the paperwork, validating the MID and skimming over the customs and API Rager declaration forms. As he skimmed the forms, he asked the usual questions along with those associated with the API rager form. Once finished, he passed over an API armband, which Danielle slid into place in place of her unofficial marker.

Next up were the younger members of the quartet. Instead of MID cards, each presented a card with their photo and code name (Soufflé and Pudding) declaring them to be mutant accompanied minors. Finally, Ratel answered the gauntlet of questions endured by every visiting paranormal.

After clearing the drill known to every international traveler, the group tracked down the nearest eating establishment. Over a quick meal of meat pies, Rachel took a moment to massage the hackles that were trying to form on her partner's neck. As she did so, she spoke. "Next stop, Uluru. Once we're there, we can stretch our legs and work off some of the tension from the trip."