A man of no meager means
Characters: Simon Ash, Abby Scutio and Open
Rating: PG
Time Period: Modern
Location: Helicopter drop off and entrance
Relative Date: Day of Simon's Arrival
Status: Open to everyone. No pm necessary.
The helicopter ride was less comfortable than his usual private ride, but Simon didn't mind. He was the only passenger so he could stretch out. The cabin was a bit stuffy for his tastes, and all the staff he had encountered so far had been rather cryptic, if not silent.
"How long until we land?" Simon shouted over the sound of the helicopter blades. The pilot remained silent.
"How long have you worked for this...organization?" Simon asked, still to no response. Simon decided to stop wasting his breath. His stomach lurched a bit as the helicopter slowed and began to descend. Simon looked out at the castle area and nodded. It seemed a quality area, even if it was a bit fishy. He remembered his ticket. When he received it, he was skeptical. However he could not pass up the tiniest clues.
The Helicopter landed and Simon exited the vehicle, laden with suit bags, and a violin case. He looked like one of the dregs that worked for him, flying here and there with more luggage than they needed. No one to take his bags, he made his way to the castle entrance. Simon applauded his decision not to bring more.
The helicopter lifted off behind him once he cleared the area. He had a feeling he wouldn't see the pilot again for awhile, which was fine with him.
Mr. Ash, come claim what was taken from you. There is a helicopter waiting to take you to the place it is hidden.
Simon knew what the ticket was referring to, but he was unsure how anyone else knew. It all smelled like a trap, but excitement overpowered suspicion. He spent a few extra minutes staring at the castle. He could almost feel as if his long search was at an end. There was no rush now.
He could savor the moment now.
Rating: PG
Time Period: Modern
Location: Helicopter drop off and entrance
Relative Date: Day of Simon's Arrival
Status: Open to everyone. No pm necessary.
The helicopter ride was less comfortable than his usual private ride, but Simon didn't mind. He was the only passenger so he could stretch out. The cabin was a bit stuffy for his tastes, and all the staff he had encountered so far had been rather cryptic, if not silent.
"How long until we land?" Simon shouted over the sound of the helicopter blades. The pilot remained silent.
"How long have you worked for this...organization?" Simon asked, still to no response. Simon decided to stop wasting his breath. His stomach lurched a bit as the helicopter slowed and began to descend. Simon looked out at the castle area and nodded. It seemed a quality area, even if it was a bit fishy. He remembered his ticket. When he received it, he was skeptical. However he could not pass up the tiniest clues.
The Helicopter landed and Simon exited the vehicle, laden with suit bags, and a violin case. He looked like one of the dregs that worked for him, flying here and there with more luggage than they needed. No one to take his bags, he made his way to the castle entrance. Simon applauded his decision not to bring more.
The helicopter lifted off behind him once he cleared the area. He had a feeling he wouldn't see the pilot again for awhile, which was fine with him.
Mr. Ash, come claim what was taken from you. There is a helicopter waiting to take you to the place it is hidden.
Simon knew what the ticket was referring to, but he was unsure how anyone else knew. It all smelled like a trap, but excitement overpowered suspicion. He spent a few extra minutes staring at the castle. He could almost feel as if his long search was at an end. There was no rush now.
He could savor the moment now.