Let's roll !
Orlando came out with an armful of wraps, sandwiches and drinks, calling to the girls, " Travis will be out in a few minutes !"
The men gathered by the Hi-Roller as Merek outlined the trip. Lammy motioned to Diablo as he walked up to the guys.
" Hey G, is that some kind of gryphon?"
" No, that's an ol'hakiak," Georgette whispered, " Careful, they have very good hearing. Some came through the portal in Algonquin Park, they're basically birds with arms and legs."
The group dispersed into their machines with battle cries; " Onward to the fight !" , Merek called.
" To glory and valour !", Orlando called.
Diablo flew to his machine and bellowed a screech as he slid behind the wheel.
The girls laughed and proceeded to the door as the parade was accosted by a red Nissan Pathfinder that stopped beside Merek. The driver leaned over to relay a message.
" Hi, I'm Sarah Mc Connolly. I work for Eric Brokson as a project manager for his civil engineering firm. He received your message on the Haddins incidents and would like to have you contact him about it. "
" Thank you, Miss Mc Connolly. I'll do that." He Examined his phone and noted some missed messages. " Damn this iPhone. I'll have Georgette teach me to retrieve this."
" Good day sir." the lady replied, " Oh, it's Mrs. Mc Connolly."
Diablo took interest in this and relayed it to Malificient;
" My Queen, in addition to the dragon we saw at the Kicking Horse Cafe there is a woman driving a red truck that was at the cafe as well. She had left shortly after we did; she is here now and is talking to Merek."
" That is interesting, Diablo. Continue to this Surfin' School as planned," the image from the crystal stated," We can investigate this later."
Diablo affirmed, " I can have one of my birds follow her. I caught her name is Mrs. Mc Connolly."
" A good idea, Diablo. Proceed. Do you know of Hern-Utkamocsez's affairs there?"
" No, my Queen. I was too far away though I noticed she had raised her voice to Al Salah. She stopped to talk to me and was polite but seemed quite perturbed." Diablo added, " I thought of putting spies on her but she flew away. I mean to say her vehicle took flight. It headed south..."
The image of Malificient raised an eyebrow," Again, interesting. Dragons are tempermental, as are humans. Be careful around these creatures, Diablo. Good work."
" It's my pleasure to serve you," Diablo heard the antique horn of the Model A as it pulled away followed by Merek's voice on the radio he provided, " Let's leave, do keep up."
" I have to go. I'll meet with you soon." Diablo barked as the image changed to a road map and the rods turned onto the service road running under the parking lot that was once Highway 35. On to the Surfin' School !
Let's roll !
Orlando came out with an armful of wraps, sandwiches and drinks, calling to the girls, " Travis will be out in a few minutes !"
The men gathered by the Hi-Roller as Merek outlined the trip. Lammy motioned to Diablo as he walked up to the guys.
" Hey G, is that some kind of gryphon?"
" No, that's an ol'hakiak," Georgette whispered, " Careful, they have very good hearing. Some came through the portal in Algonquin Park, they're basically birds with arms and legs."
The group dispersed into their machines with battle cries; " Onward to the fight !" , Merek called.
" To glory and valour !", Orlando called.
Diablo flew to his machine and bellowed a screech as he slid behind the wheel.
The girls laughed and proceeded to the door as the parade was accosted by a red Nissan Pathfinder that stopped beside Merek. The driver leaned over to relay a message.
" Hi, I'm Sarah Mc Connolly. I work for Eric Brokson as a project manager for his civil engineering firm. He received your message on the Haddins incidents and would like to have you contact him about it. "
" Thank you, Miss Mc Connolly. I'll do that." He Examined his phone and noted some missed messages. " Damn this iPhone. I'll have Georgette teach me to retrieve this."
" Good day sir." the lady replied, " Oh, it's Mrs. Mc Connolly."
Diablo took interest in this and relayed it to Malificient;
" My Queen, in addition to the dragon we saw at the Kicking Horse Cafe there is a woman driving a red truck that was at the cafe as well. She had left shortly after we did; she is here now and is talking to Merek."
" That is interesting, Diablo. Continue to this Surfin' School as planned," the image from the crystal stated," We can investigate this later."
Diablo affirmed, " I can have one of my birds follow her. I caught her name is Mrs. Mc Connolly."
" A good idea, Diablo. Proceed. Do you know of Hern-Utkamocsez's affairs there?"
" No, my Queen. I was too far away though I noticed she had raised her voice to Al Salah. She stopped to talk to me and was polite but seemed quite perturbed." Diablo added, " I thought of putting spies on her but she flew away. I mean to say her vehicle took flight. It headed south..."
The image of Malificient raised an eyebrow," Again, interesting. Dragons are tempermental, as are humans. Be careful around these creatures, Diablo. Good work."
" It's my pleasure to serve you," Diablo heard the antique horn of the Model A as it pulled away followed by Merek's voice on the radio he provided, " Let's leave, do keep up."
" I have to go. I'll meet with you soon." Diablo barked as the image changed to a road map and the rods turned onto the service road running under the parking lot that was once Highway 35. On to the Surfin' School !