Log: Welcome to Paris
Before leaving LA, while Selene was handling the plane. Ashe had left Grace to sit with Raine and had went outside claiming he needed a smoke. He didn't return for a half hour of course, he was making an international call.
"Je m'excuse pour les appeler si tôt, j'ai besoin de parler à Hélène. Dites-lui que c'est Michael ..." That was all that could have been heard as he walked out the front door and down by the cars. When he had returned he had been quiet. Just telling them that they had a place to stay and they would be safe their. Ashe had not expected to be told so easily that he was welcomed back, he had left on a bad foot from his aunts care. Hell he flat out lied to to her so he could escape being babied by his family. Back then being babied seemed like the worst fate in the world.
The flight had taken about as long as he had expected, though it felt shorter then his run the opposite direction almost a decade ago. Every now and then he would check on Raine to make sure she wasn't flipping out too much. The flask Gavin had given her had her more or less knocked out which was good considering how uncomfortable she would have been otherwise. For Grace she had her guitar, a Nintendo DS and Ashe's iPhone to scroll through music.
Ashe, well a good part of the flight he had been knocked out, his head randomly rested on Selene's shoulder. He felt better having her with him. The man had a lot of explaining to do over the next day or so and he didn't know if he was ready for it. However if it meant that the girls would be safe then that was what he would do.
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When the plane landed and the belongings were gathered up a car was already waiting for them being loaded, a sleek looking limo. Ashe had decided he was tired of watching Raine try to hobble around, she he scooped her up off her feet and was carrying her down towards the car. He looked down to Grace who was close by him. "Welcome to Paris mon petite." He spoke to her, his eyes shifting back to Selene with a calm smile. "Thank you again my love." were his words to her.
The driver opened the limo door looking to Ashe as he spoke in broken English "Mr. Micheal Corven?" Ashe nodded when he spoke "Lady Bousquet has sent me to bring you to the estate." Ashe gave his best smile nodding "Je vous remercie, monsieur." Was his response as he sat Raine down in the seat and waited for the other's to get in.
The drive was maybe 20 minutes from the airport, the city lights in sight yet not quite there. The house coming into the distance was well lit up for it being already dark out nearly 10pm there, yet standing on the steps of the home in a beautiful dress stood the lady of the house waiting when the doors were opened.
"Welcome to my home." She spoke in English to them, her English was on par with Ashes. Whom she was not looking at yet, she had to be a gracious host before she pulls her nephew aside.
['I apologize for calling so early, I need to speak to Helena. Tell her it is Michael...'
"Je m'excuse pour les appeler si tôt, j'ai besoin de parler à Hélène. Dites-lui que c'est Michael ..." That was all that could have been heard as he walked out the front door and down by the cars. When he had returned he had been quiet. Just telling them that they had a place to stay and they would be safe their. Ashe had not expected to be told so easily that he was welcomed back, he had left on a bad foot from his aunts care. Hell he flat out lied to to her so he could escape being babied by his family. Back then being babied seemed like the worst fate in the world.
The flight had taken about as long as he had expected, though it felt shorter then his run the opposite direction almost a decade ago. Every now and then he would check on Raine to make sure she wasn't flipping out too much. The flask Gavin had given her had her more or less knocked out which was good considering how uncomfortable she would have been otherwise. For Grace she had her guitar, a Nintendo DS and Ashe's iPhone to scroll through music.
Ashe, well a good part of the flight he had been knocked out, his head randomly rested on Selene's shoulder. He felt better having her with him. The man had a lot of explaining to do over the next day or so and he didn't know if he was ready for it. However if it meant that the girls would be safe then that was what he would do.
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When the plane landed and the belongings were gathered up a car was already waiting for them being loaded, a sleek looking limo. Ashe had decided he was tired of watching Raine try to hobble around, she he scooped her up off her feet and was carrying her down towards the car. He looked down to Grace who was close by him. "Welcome to Paris mon petite." He spoke to her, his eyes shifting back to Selene with a calm smile. "Thank you again my love." were his words to her.
The driver opened the limo door looking to Ashe as he spoke in broken English "Mr. Micheal Corven?" Ashe nodded when he spoke "Lady Bousquet has sent me to bring you to the estate." Ashe gave his best smile nodding "Je vous remercie, monsieur." Was his response as he sat Raine down in the seat and waited for the other's to get in.
The drive was maybe 20 minutes from the airport, the city lights in sight yet not quite there. The house coming into the distance was well lit up for it being already dark out nearly 10pm there, yet standing on the steps of the home in a beautiful dress stood the lady of the house waiting when the doors were opened.
"Welcome to my home." She spoke in English to them, her English was on par with Ashes. Whom she was not looking at yet, she had to be a gracious host before she pulls her nephew aside.
['I apologize for calling so early, I need to speak to Helena. Tell her it is Michael...'