Manchester, So Much to Answer For
Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2014 4:07 pmA newly-used Pontiac Aztek pulled up outside a warehouse in Manchester, which Roland's sassa-frassa stupid satelite computer GPS matron omatic alyzer swore was the place that gosh-durned robot automaton Google tinker toy machine had told that the lizardman had pointed out as the most likely location of the kidnapped kids.
Roland had not worn his full suit of armor, because how do you do that in a car? The Aztek is spacious, but not that spacious, and you try checking your mirrors in a full suit of platemail. It's not as easy as it looks, and it already looks pretty darn difficult. He had, instead, gone with more of the leather-and-hide route, but still equipped with his fancy sword--because like hell he was going to charge in somewhere without the sword specially designed to protect England from foul beasties, of which this kidnapping definitley counted.
He observed the outside of the building, contemplating.
((open to anyone who may have followed him, with or without his knowledge))
Roland had not worn his full suit of armor, because how do you do that in a car? The Aztek is spacious, but not that spacious, and you try checking your mirrors in a full suit of platemail. It's not as easy as it looks, and it already looks pretty darn difficult. He had, instead, gone with more of the leather-and-hide route, but still equipped with his fancy sword--because like hell he was going to charge in somewhere without the sword specially designed to protect England from foul beasties, of which this kidnapping definitley counted.
He observed the outside of the building, contemplating.
((open to anyone who may have followed him, with or without his knowledge))