The Night Of The Shiny Armor
After weeks of resting during the mess with Dr. Loveless, Colonel Richmond finally decided to send out Artemus Gordon and James West on a simple mission.
Escort the Prince of Europe name Nightingale, who deals with wanting to duo his enemies in shiny armor.
For him this young prince 19 years of age. It had been a quiet Summer, for him and his family around him, anyway. There had been relatively few crisis that had called for him to use his talents.
Coming over on the merchant vessel. Nightingale wanted to explore the United States traveling around, and since the U.S. government had needed to be protected, asked the secret service to send two men to protect him for a few weeks around the Washington, D.C. area.
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When Jim had found himself chaffing at the inactively from doctor's orders, and of course Winoma, wishing that they had something constructive to do. Not that he was idle. He would worked out daily with his partner and both ladies wanting to keep in shape.
Artemus Gordon having no problem with their lack of assignment. In fact, he was positively reveling in it. He spent a great deal of it with getting to know Susan better, reading the mounds of journals and books he had accumulated over the years and conducting the chemistry experiments.
Everyone was just happy that none of the experiments had proven particularly noxious.
That was how they were occupied when the telegraph came in about the prince from Colonel Richmond. Jim let Artemus write the message down for reasons both practical and selfish. Artemus already had writing implements by his side and he was closer to the equipment.
But what he had started was an idle pleasure, became a source of worry.
As he wrote down the message, Artie's body language gradually began to tightened up. His neck stiffened and the easy flow of his writing. By the time he finished the last of the message, a frown creased his brow.
The message ended. Artemus sent back an acknowledgement, but still he had said nothing. He merely stared out at the piece of paper in front of him, as if he were fully expecting it to leap up and bite him.
And the start of there problems...