Mad Fantasy

[Carthrat]

The nearest clock claims it's about eight in the morning.

[baka]

Not too early. Fitz opens Richard's door and bangs on it to wake the man up.

[Carthrat]

There's a loud *thump*, like a heavy object falling from a short height.

"Wha-what?" croaks a heavy voice, sounding peeved.

[baka]

"Richard, get up. I know where Charlie is." Fitz says simply. Though 'know' is a bit strong. He hopes this Keysan person was telling the truth.

[Carthrat]

There's a vauge noise that sounds sort of in the affirmative, then, "There's food in the kitchen."

[baka]

"Sounds good. I'll get something ready for us," replies Fitz, leaving Richard to get up... eventually. He heads into the kitchen and starts cooking a real breakfast - egg, bacon, sausage, tomato, mushroom, french toast...

[Carthrat]

A short while later, after Richard has dragged himself out of bed and you're both eating, he asks, "So how'd you find out?"

[baka]

Fitz takes a deep breath. "Somebody called me. Apparently they saw whoever it is capture Charlie. They were after something he had, something that was supposed to be for me,"

"They're in a tower - 46 Union Road. I've no idea what kind of place it is."

[Carthrat]

"Union road? That's full of skyscrapers," replies Richard, blinking. "Skyscrapers and office blocks. What could he be doing there?"

[baka]

"I don't know. Maybe whoever took him uses an office as a public front? Anyway, they said he was on the 6th floor. In a cupboard," Fitz replies drily.

[Carthrat]

"Well, we'd better get going, hadn't we?" comments Richard, shrugging. "I'm sure everything will be clear when we get there, Selene willing."

[baka]

Fitz nods, placing one hand over his heart. "Selene willing," he mumbles.

He finishes breakfast and tidies up, and they head out into London.

[Carthrat]

A short few minutes later, Fitz and Richard arrive at 46 Union Rd. They're confronted with two main obstacles; first, the fact that the building is called the 'Chensington House', and it's a skyscraper that looks a hundred floors tall; pretty wide, too, and looks to be very swank, with plenty of material trappings out the front; shiny, silver-plated letters for the sign, some very tough-looking security people out the front, and a constant bustle of people going in and out.

The other problem is the fact that, as it's busy mid-london, it's going to be impossible to find a parking spot.

[baka]

Fitz turns to Richard. "Maybe I should get out and try and sneak in on my own. You're never going to find anywhere to stop the car."

[Carthrat]

"You're probably right," mutters Richard, glancing at the traffic. "Allright, get out here."