Just a harmless giant from a foreign land.
Kat walked in from the baggage claim. She wore normal clothes, but clearly styled after her normal combat gear. An a bit too small, short red shirt, black leather jacket and low riding thight leather pants and red sneakers. Her hair was, aside form her sidelocks, in a ponytail through the fastener of a Boston Militia cap and she carried both a generously sized traveler's bag in one hand, and a long hardcase over her shoulder.
She noticed the two men with the Monoc badge and changed her heading toward them.
"You can reply to this Message!"
A Request for Help.
It was pretty easy for Gabren to see now. This was a plan for something, by someone, and he would know who it was. Ever since that day, he had become colder and more determined than ever. The Summer Girl had reinforced his resolve - she shared his fundamental vision.
She should not have. Something was striking about that, but he could pin point what.
His men were around, but not.
Well, whatever this was, it would end in Alexander's benefit, he would ensure it. He now wore a somewhat lighter suit of armor. A hooded cloak to cover his face, enchanted with an illusion spell to make it look like there was simply a deep, black void in his hood.
Anyone who by some chance got to look at his face would see that one of his eyes now had a black sclera. It was a mark...of his status as, as put by Valkyrie, a "Forsaken". He got the reference. He didn't like it. At all. All the same, he had kept a back up mask just in case.
He saw the two men there and decided to wait to see what others arrived.
He noted Kat's arrival and decided to walk with her over toward the two men wearing Monoc badges.
edited 15th May '13 11:37:32 AM by NickTheSwing
The lanky youth gave Kat and Gabren an appraising look as they approached. He looked to his taller counterpart and muttered: "Here come the first two. One of yours and one of mine."
He took a step forward and extended a hand. A smile came to his face.
"On behalf of Monoc Securities, welcome to Oslo. I'm Trúa, and this is Aldifer. We're your drivers."
Still not embarrassing enough to stan billionaires or tech companies.
Just a harmless giant from a foreign land.
Kat took his hand and shook firmly. "Katsumi Kato."
"You can reply to this Message!"
"I am Emil, a pleasure to meet the two of you."
He then firmly shook Trua's hand once Kat was done. He had to admit, the boy did not look like Monoc's usual numbers.
He decided to keep a close watch on these two. Experience told him these ones would most likely be involved in something...
The Wildest of Ronins
Leon entered the airport lounge wearing a winter coat with the hood up. It was pretty cold in Norway this time of year and after living in Vegas for a couple of months the cold was pretty shocking. He had a hefty duffel bag slung of his shoulder that contained all his gear. Which he had shoved into said bag shortly after exiting a Way.
He spotted Emilia and Terrance who were pretty much the two closest people he had to friends anymore and headed over to them to say hello.
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World's Cutest Direwolf
Terrence grinned and waved a greeting at the wizard. "Welcome to Norway," he said in a quiet voice as Leon drew nearer. "Apparently the land of the tense-as-fuck."
Fandom looked like fandom.
Emilia nodded at Leon, her suitcase standing at her side.
"I'm surprised we made it this far if you were flying," she said, not unkindly, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her trench coat.
"Oh, great," she added, spotting the warlock. "You can take the girl out of Vegas..." she muttered.
edited 15th May '13 12:26:26 PM by Patty
The Wildest of Ronins
"So about the same as Vegas as what happened at Treasure Island?" was Leon's response to Terrance before he responded to Emilia.
"Who said I flew? I walked. Thankfully, no Fae decided to bother me when I used the Ways."
He turned his head to look at the warlock and grimaced. Killing him would probably cause a bit of a shitstorm with the White Court but it was still pretty tempting.
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World's Cutest Direwolf
Terry followed the gazes of the other two. "Maybe he's here for something completely different then we are. Just happens to be vacationing here and you'll never see him again." His voice made it clear he didn't believe what he was saying.
Gabren turned to look at Leon and those others after shaking Trua's hand, and stepping backward.
Referring to what happened to Leon before, he said flatly, "...They grow up so quickly these days."
He was not intimidated by Leon at all. In fact, the boy could be useful to have here.
The lanky youth took a step forward and raised his voice.
"Welcome to Oslo, everyone. I realize this has been a long flight, but I'm afraid I have to deliver some messages before we leave the airport."
"We will be splitting you off into two vehicles when we travel. I think it would be easier to list off the people who go with Aldifer. Miss Emilia James, mister Terrence Talbot, miss Katsumi Kato, miss Amy Brown and mister Leon Lichtenberg, you will be traveling with Aldifer. The rest of you will be coming with me." He gestured to himself.
edited 15th May '13 12:43:36 PM by math792d
Still not embarrassing enough to stan billionaires or tech companies.
Just a harmless giant from a foreign land.
Kat sighed. "I know, Americans have all this fancy idea's about Europeans and nudity, but if you pull them out to measure we are going to have unnecessary trouble."
Reshouldering the long hardcase, she walked to her driver.
edited 15th May '13 12:42:40 PM by 3of4
"You can reply to this Message!"
World's Cutest Direwolf
"It ain't the size of the ship, it's the motion in the ocean," Terrence remarked as he followed Kat. "Besides, most of you have had the opportunity for a good look at mine already."
edited 15th May '13 12:49:01 PM by rikalous
Emil nodded and acknowledged this, walking over to his driver, noting that it would be him and Kat.
He had not seen her in quite a while, since that idiot child-Fae was dealt with.
At least he wouldn't be in a car with a short fused brat.
The Wildest of Ronins
"Don't remind me. I've still be trying to block that out." Leon headed towards their driver as well.
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World's Cutest Direwolf
"Leon, it's okay. You don't have to be ashamed of your attraction. I know I'm a very sexy man."
The Wildest of Ronins
Leon opened his mouth for a comeback and then closed it not being able to come up with anything good. Eventually he just said, "No. Just no."
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Just a harmless giant from a foreign land.
Kat looked at the armored figure as Emil followed her and pinched the bridge of her nose. "You should get some ear holes in that anachronistic getup. He just said you are in the other car." she told him.
"You can reply to this Message!"
Gabren checked if he had everything he needed, namely, a few containers in a travel bag.
Yes. He just hoped the altitudes did not screw up his little creations.
He simply ignored the bantering going on, deciding it would preserve his dignity if he refrained from involvement.
He supposed that he was distracted, sighed, and went over to the other group going with Trua.
Mainly because these idiots could be so damn distracting. They should really try to weaponize that into a confusion spell or something. He simply walked off as he said to Kat, "I had merely hoped to say something to you, only it turned out to be a futile thing. In all likelihood, keeping Amy, Terence and Leon under control is as impossible as preventing fires in the vicinity of Dresden."
edited 15th May '13 1:05:09 PM by NickTheSwing
Cephalopod Lothario
Aldifer steps forward, giving a great, roaring laugh.
"Ha! I like you already." He bellows, clapping Katsumi on the shoulder hard enough to send an ordinary man staggering. His voice is thickly accented, and his beard appears to have a life separate to that of it's owner.
"Come along, my fine warriors. I fear if you start a contest of swords in the middle of a Scandinavian winter, you'll be sorely dissapointed."
He leads his group outside, into a bitterly cold wind, where a black van with darkened windows waits, the Monoc logo discretely painted on it's side.
"Pile in, and hold on tight."
edited 15th May '13 1:14:23 PM by DrTentacles
The Wildest of Ronins
Leon tightened up his hood a bit to help keep out the chilling cold. Normally, he would enjoy the winter more but apparently he had been getting used to living in a desert. He chuckled slightly at the swords in winter joke as he clambered into the van with his gear.
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Fandom looked like fandom.
"Could he be any more Norse if he tried?" the Silver Lady murmured. She'd been quiet for the whole flight. Maybe she didn't like heights. That would be good to remember if she ever wanted any peace.
When they left the airport, Emilia adjusted her coat so the collars were pointing up as quickly as possible, drawing in some of the energy around her and trying to heat herself up. It wasn't very helpful, but she didn't exactly want to cast just so she could stay warm. She visibly shivered, her teeth chattering, and it was clear she'd never experienced anything this cold.
She quickly forced her case in and clambered into the van, taking a seat and breathing out a small burst of summer fire, cupping it in her hands from the wind still chilling her.
The Blinder
Lucius looked around, the hoody, jeans and duffel bag he was wearing was doing a crap job keeping the cold out, he climbed into the van. He turned to the driver.
"Seems a bit far for a summons for a street magician like me."
edited 15th May '13 1:19:24 PM by TroyandHawk
Good to be back
Gardermoen Airport, early morning:
The airport itself was nothing special, a 13 square kilometre building made from steel, concrete and glass, windows displaying the winter snow slowly gathering outside. People inside were going about their daily business, businessmen traveling to meetings, tourists taking their families to warmer weather, people from a good portion of the globe represented here.
Gardermoen was no stranger to people. Not many international airports were. To most people here, this was a day like any other.
The arrivals in the lounge, fresh from various parts of the world, weren’t most people, however. There were ten of them, standing in the middle of the airport’s lounge, some entering with their luggage from the flight, others finally noticing the rest of the people, after arrival by way, or bus, or boat. What they all had in common was a letter. Some of them were personal, others were business propositions, but fundamentally, they all boiled down to the same thing: A request for help, all of which carried the name of Donar Vadderung, CEO of Monoc securities.
To them, the airport didn’t look as ordinary. People were speaking in hushed tones, walking around with hunched shoulders, eyes darting around nervously, like everyone inside had something to hide, or something they feared. It was like they were all waiting for the proverbial penny to drop. This sense of pervasive dread seemed to be holding everyone inside the airport, and there was no way of determining its source. It didn’t even seem like the people in the airport knew what they were afraid of. Only two people inside looked like they were immune to this strange affliction.
The two of them were a study in contrast. On the right was a tall (in fact, almost unnervingly tall) man in his thirties, his red hair hanging all the way down to his shoulders, with a relatively short beard. He was built almost like a bear, broad shoulders and thick arms, and he looked supremely uncomfortable in his dark grey business suit. On the left, a man almost as tall, but built in a much more lanky fashion, with short-cropped black hair and a shaven face, as if he was deliberately trying to contrast his counterpart. He looked so thin that a stiff wind could have blown him over. He was wearing much more casual clothing, dressed in a dark blue vest and a pair of thick blue pants. He looked much younger as well, perhaps nineteen or twenty. You’d almost believe him a tourist, had it not been for the badge on his chest displaying Monoc Securities’ name and logo.
edited 15th May '13 9:31:58 AM by DrTentacles