As the plane landed at Tokyo International Graham finished the bloody mary he was having. This was his first time having the drink and, based on the look on his face, it would seem like it would be his last time having it too. Taking his luggage from the overhead he gave a polite little nudge to the sleeping passenger beside him. No response but the blonde just shrugged it off as he headed towards the outside, in the back of his mind he suspected the other passenger was faking sleeping to avoid a 'conversation' with him and he would have been offended should this have been the case but all was forgotten as he stepped off the plane.
He was in another country and one that was 'foreign' as Japan at that, even the air seemed different here! Before he could potentially burst into song and turn this RP into a musical he noticed a cab had just arrived, taking advantage of this little convenience he got instead giving the driver (who, lucky for the both of them, knew English fairly well) very detailed directions on where he wanted to go. Graham also 'entertained' the driver with extra talk and such as he drove towards the intended destination. The blonde did not see it but indeed the driver had an expression that suggested the one thing on his mind was: 'Oh god do they all talk this much?' they being Americans, of course.
The cab arrived at the destination and Graham paid the fare thanking the driver who seemed quite in a hurry to get out of there and so hands in his pockets the blonde stared at the hotel building that he was about to step into and whistled. Even sleeping right outside of the hotel would have been quite an honor and yet there was a suite paid for him? The suspense was too much and so he practically burst into the lobby going up to the desk blurting out his name. The desk clerk gave him a blank look for a few seconds that as a look realization crossed her face she typed some things into the computer, nodded a satisfied nod and handed the key to Graham explaining the suite was on the floor 2nd to the top. Thanking the clerk he went to the elevator and headed to the floor in question and thus to the suite.
One cheesy elevator music rendition of 'Sakura Kiss' later Graham was now at and inside the suite. Oh Ladd (or maybe the hotel did this for all the suite guests, he wasn't sure) had really gone all out! Looking around he felt like a mafia boss himself.. on a table in various bowls were assorted fresh fruits as well as plates of sliced cheeses of all sorts and crackers as well, naturally because who has cheese without the crackers? He took a peach biting into it quite deeply and thus causing some of the fruit's juice to dribble down his chin and that's when he noticed something else about the suite.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" he asked himself as he stared at the machine, the suite had also been set-up with a computer and as an added bonus was already turned on and so he didn't have to go for all the loading time trouble. Graham immediately went to it sitting at the chair. This is probably going to be my best way to meet people having all this to myself would be quite lonely. he thought as he opened the web browser. The browser, interestingly and conveniently enough, opened a page of what appeared to be some sort of Japanese message board. Perfect! Gleefully, he proceeded to start a new thread talking about himself and that it was his first time in Japan and all that sort of thing (although he left his criminal history and the fact that he was in Japan to do an assassination job out, naturally). All sorts of spelling mistakes and what was possibly worse? He posted in ALL CAPS.. our blonde haired blue jumpsuit wearing friend wasn't exactly 'internet literate'.
And so Graham went back to finishing the peach he started on as he waited patiently for replies, he considered a date with rosie palms but since this is a family story (LIES!) we won't be going there..
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