Fast Cars and Beautiful People
Erik paused in front of a full-length mirror in the penthouse he leased for whenever he had business in New York City. He frowned at his suit, concentrated for a moment, then considered the effect the change had on his look. Satisfied, he tucked in his handkerchief, grabbed his keys, checked his wallet, and then headed out of the apartment, arming the alarm system and mag-sealing the doors behind him.
He patted his suit jacket as he walked down to the garage and was relieved to find the presence of his ballet tickets. Once in the garage, he took the metallic mesh cover for his car, compressed it, and left it floating in the air as he gazed upon his car.
(OOC: http://files.conceptcarz.com/img/Ferrari/Hamann-Ferrari-599-GTB-manu-07_04-1024.jpg)
He settled himself behind the wheel and fired up the engine which responded with a willing roar. Smiling thinly to himself, he turned on the CD player which filled the car with the sublime notes of Dvorak.
The drive to Westchester didn't take very long at all, especially considering how he liked his cars - fast, dangerous, and beautiful. And given his ability no police speed trap would ever catch him. But as he drew closer to the Mansion he slowed - to give himself enough time to mate his phone to the car's onboard computer system and place a call.
He patted his suit jacket as he walked down to the garage and was relieved to find the presence of his ballet tickets. Once in the garage, he took the metallic mesh cover for his car, compressed it, and left it floating in the air as he gazed upon his car.
(OOC: http://files.conceptcarz.com/img/Ferrari/Hamann-Ferrari-599-GTB-manu-07_04-1024.jpg)
He settled himself behind the wheel and fired up the engine which responded with a willing roar. Smiling thinly to himself, he turned on the CD player which filled the car with the sublime notes of Dvorak.
The drive to Westchester didn't take very long at all, especially considering how he liked his cars - fast, dangerous, and beautiful. And given his ability no police speed trap would ever catch him. But as he drew closer to the Mansion he slowed - to give himself enough time to mate his phone to the car's onboard computer system and place a call.