Thread: Knight in Rusty Armour {asylum and Alan23}

Yes, sweetie, I'm taking you to a dump, he laughed. Nice hotels, eh? With security that rabble like that can't get into. He shook his head, ruefully. If I had a dollar for every time I've got in, and out again, to a place that's impregnible to rabble... trouble is with infallible security is that it usually isn't. What humans can design, humans can break. Trust me on this, OK? A concierge in a smart uniform isn't gonna stop that lot, not if they really want in. He made a swift, sharp turn arund a narrow hairpin bend. Look, there's three decent hotels in this city, OK? The 'Excelsior' - that's owned by a guy who's good friends with the leader of the lot that kidnapped you. The 'Cremorne' - part owned by a local senator, who's campaign was financed by them. And the 'Poinsiana' - situated three minutes drive away from that place they were holding you. And even I haven't got enough hide to risk that one. Right now, our only security is being somewhere they can't find us. The slightest trace of condescension crept into his CockneyAntipodean accent. For your information, this isn't actually the first time I've done this kind of thing. I checked out the 'Hibiscus' and it's guaranteed safe. He smiled as she peered at the card. How are you meant to get there? Well, if you look down at the end of those lovely legs of yours, you'll see two, kind of, device thingies. They're called 'feet.' If you keep putting one of them in front of the other, you can get to all kinds of places. And I believe a noticed these big vehicles, too, called buses. They even have their destination written on them, so there's no nasty surprises. I'd avoid the trains, though... stations are too easy to keep a watch on. And definitely no cabs. Another fast switch in direction. And sure, the place isn't exactly a paradise. But from what your father's agent told me, you've had enough luxury in your life to last any normal person a couple of centuries, so a few days slumming would probably be good for your soul. Anyway, it's purely hypothetical, so I wouldn't fret too much. Anyone wants to snatch you has to get through me, and in case you didn't notice the two thugs who already tried are now sleeping the sleep of the just. Not to mention a couple of our enemy's crack minions that were charged with keeping me out. He swung his eyes down to her legs again, enjoying the view. He knew he shouldn't, but surely, he reasoned, every job needed some perks. And the tight confines of the car, the cheap slipepry material of the seats, meant that the tight skirt was riding up further every time he negotiated a bend. He wouldn't let himself get sidetracked by her attractive appearance - work was work - but he had to admit, he had always been attracted to girls who blushed, and for a woman to still do so at her age was intriguing. So, I suppose your boyfriend's going to be glad to get you back in one piece, then? he asked, casually. Or girlfriend, whatever. Or are you one of those girls that keep a harem on a string? An exhausting practice, but for those of us who like variety, it's the only way, I find. ANyway, almost there... just around this corner. And we haven't been tailed. That's another thing you can trust me on.