Post by maltaverunia on Nov 27, 2008 5:57:57 GMT -5
Albert had decided to go for a quiet drive around the outskirts of Crossover after all he precious pride and joy had finally arrived and perfectly polished. He E-type seemed to love the American roads and he felt the wind travelling through his hair and he pushed his beloved machine to speeds she hadn't visited in a long time. Whilst travelling down one of the old country paths he spotted a fairly familiar car, that of Jerra's. Wonder what she's doing all the way out here, most probably trying to entertain herself no doubt but hey, this is Miss Molotov for you He thought to himself as he slowed down and parked gently behind the other car. As he got out he reached for his hat and cane, after all, etiquette and appearance were always important.
He walked down a little way to find an old oriental styled building that looked a little run down. "So the pacific chaps even made it here, well this should be interesting." He mumbled to himself as he edged closer. Then he spotted the young lady he was looking for just through the doorway. She seemed to be in a bit of a challenge with what looked to be Jack Frost but no matter, he somehow knew she could handle herself. What's the harm in going to have a better look hey? He thought, smiliing about the idea of watching the wolf-girl in action, it should be good sight to see.
As he edged round the building he spotted another chap watching through the rear window. He looked semi-professional at least but then the glazed eyes and the smell of something that really shouldn't go in pipes gave Albert the hint that he wasn't the most idealistic member of the professional community. As he walked up he pulled out his cigar tray to offer to the other spectator I can at least try and be friendly with the poor chap he thought as he approached. "Well, I say old chap, would you care for a hamlet?" He said with a smile, once again showing his etiquette. As he opened the tray he took a quick look through the window. "Interesting fight by the looks of things, how did this all get started?" He continued, trying to start the conversation off with a little bit of knowledge. He already knew what would of happened. Frosty and Bluntboy must have been chatting away when Jerra's come in for a little entertainment and got carried away. He thought quickly, trying to sum up the situation before his counterpart responded.
He walked down a little way to find an old oriental styled building that looked a little run down. "So the pacific chaps even made it here, well this should be interesting." He mumbled to himself as he edged closer. Then he spotted the young lady he was looking for just through the doorway. She seemed to be in a bit of a challenge with what looked to be Jack Frost but no matter, he somehow knew she could handle herself. What's the harm in going to have a better look hey? He thought, smiliing about the idea of watching the wolf-girl in action, it should be good sight to see.
As he edged round the building he spotted another chap watching through the rear window. He looked semi-professional at least but then the glazed eyes and the smell of something that really shouldn't go in pipes gave Albert the hint that he wasn't the most idealistic member of the professional community. As he walked up he pulled out his cigar tray to offer to the other spectator I can at least try and be friendly with the poor chap he thought as he approached. "Well, I say old chap, would you care for a hamlet?" He said with a smile, once again showing his etiquette. As he opened the tray he took a quick look through the window. "Interesting fight by the looks of things, how did this all get started?" He continued, trying to start the conversation off with a little bit of knowledge. He already knew what would of happened. Frosty and Bluntboy must have been chatting away when Jerra's come in for a little entertainment and got carried away. He thought quickly, trying to sum up the situation before his counterpart responded.