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Posted: September 6th, 2010, 8:12
by fabyak
Jon strolls up to the desk and asks, regardless of the sex or race of the being answering the questions
Jon wrote:'Scuse me sweet'eart, we're here to see 'Ey Son. Could you do your thing and let them know we've arrived? Ta
Roman, would you mind if I use Olive for Jon as it's what he's had in the past and it's likely to confuse the hell out of me otherwise
Posted: September 6th, 2010, 10:38
by Roman Totale
No probs! Forgot what you had last time. I need a funky colour, but I'm going to be typing in italics anyway.
Posted: September 6th, 2010, 16:07
by Dog Pants
Does that mean I can have my blue back? I think that's what I was last time.
I'll catch a cab to seatac (I'll assume that's the airport) and do likewise;
Jasper wrote:Awrite. Ah wus look'n fur Ay-sun?
Posted: September 6th, 2010, 16:35
by Roman Totale
Posted: September 6th, 2010, 19:10
by fabyak
Jon goes into an unexpected coughing fit
Jon wrote:URRRRRRRRRRRRHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAC... Urgh, Fuck me ragged with a 10 foot cactus, that's got it
Posted: September 6th, 2010, 19:51
by Dog Pants
Posted: September 7th, 2010, 16:07
by HereComesPete
Jon wrote:'Scuse me sweet'eart, we're here to see 'Ey Son. Could you do your thing and let them know we've arrived? Ta
The neatly dressed elf looks up at the queue you've just walked past and begins to say something...
Jon wrote:URRRRRRRRRRRRHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAC... Urgh, Fuck me ragged with a 10 foot cactus, that's got it
...She stands there mouth open in horror at the lump of lung butter you just produced and then points at a door labelled 'internal flights'. Her usual composure and professionalism abandoned in the haste to get rid of you.
Staff elf wrote:...through there.
(The door is glass, it leads into one of the rooms behind the big internal glass wall. There's seats and drinks dispensers etc.)
Jasper wrote:Awrite. Ah wus look'n fur Ay-sun?
The neatly dressed elf looks up as you reach the front of the queue and looks at your face paints and big raggedy jacket. She barely misses a beat though, she's obviously quite used to all kinds of people asking her information.
Staff elf wrote:Well hello there... sir... if you'd like to head through the door over to your left labelled internal flights and take a seat, Miss Ghanem will send someone to pick you up shortly.
Posted: September 7th, 2010, 16:25
by HereComesPete
Roman Totale wrote:Is this taken?
It is now.
So, Alvrin is still to arrive.
Posted: September 7th, 2010, 16:39
by deject
Sorry, as usual I had not been paying close enough attention. I'll walk up to the desk. In my most gentlemanly manner, I will ask the attendant:
Hello, I am looking for Aysun, I'm supposed to be catching a flight.
Posted: September 7th, 2010, 17:37
by HereComesPete
Staff elf wrote:Well hello to you too sir! If you head through the door over there labelled internal flights and help yourself to refreshments whilst you wait.
The flights room is pretty busy, lots of crew and technicians etc are flitting about or crashed out on the ergonomic plastic chairs. Those chairs that make you numb after a few minutes.
There's drink/snack dispensers, worn carpet tiles and the faint smell of bodies despite the air-con. It's the usual uncomfortable waiting room you'll find anywhere that doesn't charge money to sit down.[/quote]
Posted: September 7th, 2010, 18:24
by HereComesPete
After a short wait a Mexican dwarf walks in, obviously looking for people. He heads over to one guy and gives him some directions, then stands blankly for a few seconds.
Posted: September 7th, 2010, 18:40
by Pnut
Herandez wrote: Passengers Smith, Dntella, Krinkle and Lafayette, please
Posted: September 7th, 2010, 19:17
by Roman Totale
Smith wrote:I'm Smith. Is this the flight to Fortune?
Smith is...vague. You'd have difficulty remembering his face, and picking him out of a crowd would be difficult. He carries what looks like an old school leather Gladstone bag.
Posted: September 7th, 2010, 19:42
by Dog Pants
Jasper wrote:Where yat cap, y'all lookin' fo us?
Posted: September 7th, 2010, 20:01
by deject
Alvrin stands silently, waiting for instruction.
Posted: September 8th, 2010, 8:12
by fabyak
Jon nods to Alvrin and Jasper
Jon wrote:Afternoon boys
He then offers his hand to the newcomers but doesn't get up
Jon wrote:How you doing, chaps? I'm Jon
Posted: September 8th, 2010, 9:12
by HereComesPete
The passenger Hernandez talked to first just looks at you as if you're crazy. Studying him for a few seconds you quickly ascertain that he is not a 'runner. He may well be up to something dodgy getting on the same flight as you, but he may just fancy not trying to get all the visas and checks necessary to pass through elvish/native american territories. He sets off in the directon he's been told.
That just leaves the team members standing (or sitting in Jon's case) with Smith and Hernandez.
Posted: September 8th, 2010, 10:14
by Roman Totale
Smith looks blankly at the others
Smith wrote:Are you from Fortune? I'm looking for a doctor there.
Posted: September 8th, 2010, 17:23
by Pnut
Hernadez turns to Smith
Hernadez wrote:Unfortunatley not sir
Then turns to face the rest of the group
Hernadez wrote:Hola, my name is Hernadez, I am part of the flight crew for Fortune, if you would like to follow me we can now board the flight
With out waiting to see if anyone is following, he turns and starts to head towards the door he came from.
Posted: September 8th, 2010, 17:37
by Dog Pants
I'll follow.
