Stone Men In Water Street

Started by Brian, February 04, 2004, 03:43:16 PM

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Brian

This is accomplished relatively quickly, and you're shortly fitted out in a single room with two beds (funds are waning at this point) with all the ameneties.  After the van, or the dump that belongs to one Jacob Housner (alias Bjorn), the durable commercial carpeting and bedding are downright palatial, and the mold-free towels and bathroom are fit for the kings you're living like.
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Bjorn

"Okay.  I get the shower first, because I'm bigger than you, and you can't stop me."

Bjorn showers, changes clothes, and turns on the TV to hunt for a news show to watch while waiting for Rez to finish his own tidy-up.

Rezantis

Once Bjorn's done, Rez goes and makes use of the bathroom for roughly the same purposes.

Then he cmoes back out, looking . . . vaguely human again.  Yay!

"So, anything interesting on?"
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Brian

The news says that some "Forge" terrorists attempted to re-create (on a smaller scale) the scene of September 11th on a flight over France that was headed to Gibraltar from England.  According to the little information they share, some people aboard the plane managed to fight off the terrorists and land it safely.  Two of the terrorists are dead, the other three are hospitalized, and the French government has taken custody of them.  They also refuse to give out any more information than the fact that they have the terrorists at this point in time.

Then, on to sports news, which recieves twice as much coverage and attention, since the act of terrorism wasn't in America, and is therefore not important.
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Bjorn

"Gibraltar? You don't think..."  Bjorn sighs.  "Shit.  So much for subtly scouting out the area, and the advantage of surprise."

Clicking off the TV, he says, "C'mon.  Let's go eat, and get an early night's rest.  Maybe we can catch a redeye to Montgomery."

Rezantis

"Food sounds good. I don't want to know what those guys managed to get themselves into, but . . ."

Rez sighs,

"Well, looks like they know we're coming.  Aaanyway.  FOOD!"

Rez leads the way out to the car, and gets going towards the nearest food place.
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Brian

Subway's.  Wheee, sandwiches for all.

The place is small, nearly empty, and you're given peace to enjoy your meal.
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Rezantis

Once 'dinner' is over with, Bjorn and Rez head back to the motel.

Once there, Rez pulls out the uplink and sets to checking out plane tickets to Montgomery, while Bjorn does . . . Bjornly type stuff.  Who knows?
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Brian

Plane tickets to Montgomery are far cheaper than tickets to Gibraltar, as it turns out.  The nearest airports are ... Austin, and Dallas.  Austin costs 50$ more per ticket.
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Rezantis

And Rez, after having checked out the options, purchases a couple of tickets for a plane leaving Dallas for Montgomery at . . .

11am the next morning.

Score!
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Brian

The tickets are purchased at a grand total of 426$ for two seats.  Since it's a larger plane, and not booked, you'll get to sit next to one another and fight over the window seat.

Double-score!
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Rezantis

Rez immediately remembers to get a wakeup call for 7am.  He REMEMBERED, for once.

Triple-score!
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Bjorn

At seven AM, Bjorn is woken up by the shrill, insistent ringing of the wake-up call -- and by the incredibly irritating realization that Rez, in fact, has not been.

Rolling out of bed, he barks, "Get out of bed, you lazy bastard!"  Without checking to see if Rez actually follows the suggestion, he heads for the bathroom for morning routine.  And to fill a glass with cold water.  For no particular reason.  Really.

Rezantis

Rez mutters a few foul words and smacks the phone.  Blearily.

After a few good hits, the handset is dislodged and falls on the flloor, neatly stopping the obnoxious ringing.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Bjorn

Fifteen minutes later, Bjorn emerges from the tiny motel bathroom, showered, clothes changed, and freshly shaved.  Seeing Rez still asleep, he walks over to the bed.  "Oi!  Get up.  Last warning."