The dull gold Chevette dropped down out of the sky and touched down on the tarmac and chugged along past several grounded aircraft. It turned in at the terminal, driving past and heading towards the service vehicle entrance. There was a grey, furry woman waiting there, her tail lashing back and forth in boredom. The Chevette pulled up next to her and the driver's window rolled down.
After a moment the woman spoke, "What, no corny pickup lines?" Grey asked.
F gave her a flat look from behind the steering wheel. She met it for a moment before fidgeting and looking away. "So, you got confirmation then?" she asked.
"Found out on the way here. Her flight should have landed a couple of hours before everything went away," F said.
Grey sighed and walked around the car before popping the passenger door and getting in. She closed the door and buckled her self in. Once she was finished F reached for the gear shift, only to be stopped when Grey's hand closed over his, and squeezed. "We'll find them," she said.
F closed his eyes for a moment before putting the car in gear and heading out. "I know. But until then, we've got a job to do," he said.
Five minutes later the car was on the Aviation Parkway, heading north for downtown Ottawa.
"Well, from the fact you're here, I take it the situation out west is taken care of?" Grey asked.
F nodded absently. "Well, more or less. Lufy was able to calm the Yanks down with some help from their government. I think the Gundam might have spooked them a bit too," he said. "They agreed to pull back across the border, but the Canadian army is still mobilizing and preparing positions. There's a lot riding on this meeting, and that's assuming some hot head doesn't do something stupid."
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No amount of careful planning will ever replace dumb luck.
After a moment the woman spoke, "What, no corny pickup lines?" Grey asked.
F gave her a flat look from behind the steering wheel. She met it for a moment before fidgeting and looking away. "So, you got confirmation then?" she asked.
"Found out on the way here. Her flight should have landed a couple of hours before everything went away," F said.
Grey sighed and walked around the car before popping the passenger door and getting in. She closed the door and buckled her self in. Once she was finished F reached for the gear shift, only to be stopped when Grey's hand closed over his, and squeezed. "We'll find them," she said.
F closed his eyes for a moment before putting the car in gear and heading out. "I know. But until then, we've got a job to do," he said.
Five minutes later the car was on the Aviation Parkway, heading north for downtown Ottawa.
"Well, from the fact you're here, I take it the situation out west is taken care of?" Grey asked.
F nodded absently. "Well, more or less. Lufy was able to calm the Yanks down with some help from their government. I think the Gundam might have spooked them a bit too," he said. "They agreed to pull back across the border, but the Canadian army is still mobilizing and preparing positions. There's a lot riding on this meeting, and that's assuming some hot head doesn't do something stupid."
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No amount of careful planning will ever replace dumb luck.