Post by Martin Blackmore on Sept 3, 2017 9:54:54 GMT -5
Martin had never flown before, he had been on trains, boats, cars and naturally bikes though. He was really quite nervous about travelling, but if he wished to develop his gintou then he would have to go and meet Frey, both parts were equally important in his eyes now he knew the Order were kinda a big deal. He was expecting Erek to be a tight arse like he was with property budget,but to his surprise Erek approved his request for first class travel. He was still nervous about travelling so to unwind he drove his bike to the airport, it was a few hours drive but mercifully the traffic wasn't too bad and the weather was nice for once.
That turned out to be a bad move though, he realised he had to ask somebody to drive it back unless he wanted his beloved bike to be attacked by some chavy bastard. Reluctantly, he phoned for another Blackmore to pick it up. He did however make it very clear that should a single scratch end up on the bike, he would personally gut the guy and make him pay for a complete respray out of his estate; and that would be the person getting off lightly.
The flight itself was actually surprisingly pleasant, he was nervous at first but first class was very luxurious, he forgot he was in the air. Smooth flight too, he slept through half the flight and was trying various wines and foods for the rest of the time. He got changed into a high end tailored black suit, it was a slim fit but suitable for combat on a spiritual level; he figured if he was to meet a queen he had to be dressed to impressed. He looked quite good if he did say so himself, as did the flight attendant but being polite was part of her job.
He checked into a local hotel, four stars albeit a low end four stars, and dropped off his stuff before he set out towards the forest just outside of the main town, it was a short trip and although he could have rushed it Martin took his time. It meant he'd better know the layout, around the woods he came across quite a short girl; if it wasn't for his instincts he wouldn't have recognised her. She was really quite beautiful, and Martin politely bowed before her "Good evening my lady, Freyleif Jökulsdóttir I take it?" His gestures were very polite, unusual for Martin but he had heard many good things about her; and he was asking for a favour.
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That turned out to be a bad move though, he realised he had to ask somebody to drive it back unless he wanted his beloved bike to be attacked by some chavy bastard. Reluctantly, he phoned for another Blackmore to pick it up. He did however make it very clear that should a single scratch end up on the bike, he would personally gut the guy and make him pay for a complete respray out of his estate; and that would be the person getting off lightly.
The flight itself was actually surprisingly pleasant, he was nervous at first but first class was very luxurious, he forgot he was in the air. Smooth flight too, he slept through half the flight and was trying various wines and foods for the rest of the time. He got changed into a high end tailored black suit, it was a slim fit but suitable for combat on a spiritual level; he figured if he was to meet a queen he had to be dressed to impressed. He looked quite good if he did say so himself, as did the flight attendant but being polite was part of her job.
He checked into a local hotel, four stars albeit a low end four stars, and dropped off his stuff before he set out towards the forest just outside of the main town, it was a short trip and although he could have rushed it Martin took his time. It meant he'd better know the layout, around the woods he came across quite a short girl; if it wasn't for his instincts he wouldn't have recognised her. She was really quite beautiful, and Martin politely bowed before her "Good evening my lady, Freyleif Jökulsdóttir I take it?" His gestures were very polite, unusual for Martin but he had heard many good things about her; and he was asking for a favour.
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Tag: @scorchys
