Kain
Lurker
It had been a few months since Speedor came to Human world and encountered the kindred spirit that became his partner, in that time Zeke had managed to quell several Gaiarc threats on his own. But it was quickly becoming clear that he alone couldnt cut it, and as such he finally gave into Speedor's demands that he travel to Japan to meet up with his fellow Engines who landed there. For the most part Zeke performed quite well, apparently with natural talents as a "hero of justice." Though unfortuneately he had been reduced to a much less heroic position while on the way over there.
"Are you allright doru?" Speedor said via his holographic avatar on Zeke's Go-Phone.
"I hate flying...." he said before letting loose another "technicolor yawn" in the airplain bathroom. "I dont care what you say, your learning how to drive over water next time!" he said rather grumpily as he wiped some of the puke off of his face. Yes, the mighty Go-On Red, fomer NASCAR racer who was damn near fearless, apparently got air sick.
The rest of the flight was fairly miserable for the former race car driver, and when they finally landed he practically bolted out of the plain, eager to get away from the damn thing. After grabbing what luggage he had, and a coke to wash the barf taste out of his mouth he found a nice secluded spot where he could speak with Speedor about what to do next. "Allright Speedor, were here now what?" he asked as his Go-Phone projected Speedor's holographic avatar.
"Welll....uhhhhh.."
"Please tell me I didnt sit through the most miserable form of transportation ever concieved to come to this place and you dont even have a freaking plan!"
"Maybe you could ask around about people fighting monsters in colorful suits doru?"
"I just understand the language, I dont speak it!"
"I thought you did speak it!"
"Sorta...anyways cant you guys sort of sense each other?"
"Normally, there seems to be alot of interference here though so I cant really pick anything up doru...."
"If I end up broke and being a hobo here it's your fault ya know!" he said angrily.
((Do whatever!))
"Are you allright doru?" Speedor said via his holographic avatar on Zeke's Go-Phone.
"I hate flying...." he said before letting loose another "technicolor yawn" in the airplain bathroom. "I dont care what you say, your learning how to drive over water next time!" he said rather grumpily as he wiped some of the puke off of his face. Yes, the mighty Go-On Red, fomer NASCAR racer who was damn near fearless, apparently got air sick.
The rest of the flight was fairly miserable for the former race car driver, and when they finally landed he practically bolted out of the plain, eager to get away from the damn thing. After grabbing what luggage he had, and a coke to wash the barf taste out of his mouth he found a nice secluded spot where he could speak with Speedor about what to do next. "Allright Speedor, were here now what?" he asked as his Go-Phone projected Speedor's holographic avatar.
"Welll....uhhhhh.."
"Please tell me I didnt sit through the most miserable form of transportation ever concieved to come to this place and you dont even have a freaking plan!"
"Maybe you could ask around about people fighting monsters in colorful suits doru?"
"I just understand the language, I dont speak it!"
"I thought you did speak it!"
"Sorta...anyways cant you guys sort of sense each other?"
"Normally, there seems to be alot of interference here though so I cant really pick anything up doru...."
"If I end up broke and being a hobo here it's your fault ya know!" he said angrily.
((Do whatever!))
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