-A/N I do not own WHR.....Even though I would love to own Amon ::Drools::
o.o Anyway.....heh Read and Review. Thankys-
Robin rested her chin in the palm of her hand, as she stared out of the private airplane's window. It had seemed like only yesterday that they were all in the conference room of the STN-J. Looking over information that Michael had dug up on a certain witch that had been committing murders all through Japan, but that had all changed the moment the witch had infiltrated the STN-J and attempted to eliminate the hunters. The witch had managed to take down Sakaki and Dojima and was close to taking out Karasuma when Amon had fired Orbo at the witch and taken him down. It seemed that the witch was a imitator, which had explained why they couldn't track down what kind of power it had. The witch had been using enough power to destroy half of STN-J headquarters before being taken down. So now they were all being transferred to the STN-A, but where in America they had no clue.
Robin glanced over at Michael, who was typing away on his laptop and blaring the music on his headphones. It seemed that even Michael who was never allowed out of the building was now going halfway across the world, and it didn't seem like he minded it much. Michael noticed Robin staring at him out of the corner of his eye. "I'm checking to see where were being transferred."
"...Oh.." Robin was a little startled when he spoke to her. 'He must've seen me staring at him' She thought to herself. "....Any luck?" She said quietly, as she turned her gaze back out the window.
He smiled softly, as he kept on searching through his laptop. "None so far, but I won't stop till I do." He lifted his hands from the laptop in front of him, as he cracked his knuckles and then went back to work.
Dojima turned in her seat, as she looked to Robin. "Isn't this amazing, we get to travel in a private airplane to somewhere in America and just because our office is destroyed." She smiled and let out a light chuckle. Robin looked to Dojima and smiled softly, as she let out a light laugh.
"yes but were still going to have to work once were in America.....aren't we?"
Dojima gave a shrug of her shoulders, as she blew a piece of hair out of her face. "Eh, probably...but I bet they won't be to fond of us coming in and taking over their turf. So your looking at the easiest job your going to have for a couple of months, and I tend to take advantage of it." She gave a sly smile to her, as she then turned back around. Plopping back in her seat.
"BINGO" Michael yelled. As everyone turned in their seats and looked to him. Robin was the first to speak what they were all thinking though.
"What did you find out?" She said quietly, as she leaned over glancing at his laptop screen.
Michael who had noticed everyone's eyes on him, blushed a bright red. As he slunk back in his seat. "I know where were going to be transferred."
Dojima let out a gasp, as she stared further down at Michael. "Ooh, where? Is it by the ocean? Is it nice? Are there cute guys there?" She gave a smirk and wink to Michael as she asked the last question.
Michael gazed back at Dojima and let out a light laugh, as he brought one of his hands to the back of his head scratching it lightly. "...Well I don't have a list of who works there, but I can answer the other questions for you"
"Well come on then, we don't have all day" She urged him on.
He wasn't sure if he should've even been checking to see where they would be placed, but curiosity had struck him and it seemed like a emergency to find out. He gave a quick glance over to Amon to see if he was giving him the death glare. Which thankfully he wasn't, it seemed like Amon was just as curious as everyone else to find out where they were working at now. "...Well it is on a bay area, so it's close to the ocean. It's a nice building and in a nice area....." He paused at the last bit of information he was reading over again.
Robin gave a questionably look at Michael, as he held back where exactly they would be working at now. "...But where are we working at?"
Michael took in a deep breath, as he looked up to her. "Salem, Massachusetts." He said quietly not knowing what their response would be.
"Your joking with us right?" Karasuma asked. Seeming surprised that he had said that.
He looked over to Karasuma, and looked her dead in the eye. "This time, I'm seriously not joking."
The plane was now deadly silent, as they all darted glances to one another. It was well known that Salem, Massachusetts was the first town to ever be made up of mostly witches. The emblem for the town was even a witch flying on a broom, even though that was a misconception for witches. So why would the STN-A keep its base in a witch town?, as some called it. This thought was now boggling all their minds, but only one person dared to break that silence.
"Calm down, it is obviously a mistake. That will be fixed when we arrive. Now just relax, we are going to be landing soon enough." Amon leaned back in his chair. Trying to keep the remainder of the flight worry free for the time being. Robin stared at Amon, and then looked back to Michael. As the rest of the flight remained in silence. The only sound to be heard the whole time, was the shifting of seats and then beeping sound of the pilot turning on the seat belt warning sign.
Robin rested her chin in the palm of her hand, as she stared out of the private airplane's window. It had seemed like only yesterday that they were all in the conference room of the STN-J. Looking over information that Michael had dug up on a certain witch that had been committing murders all through Japan, but that had all changed the moment the witch had infiltrated the STN-J and attempted to eliminate the hunters. The witch had managed to take down Sakaki and Dojima and was close to taking out Karasuma when Amon had fired Orbo at the witch and taken him down. It seemed that the witch was a imitator, which had explained why they couldn't track down what kind of power it had. The witch had been using enough power to destroy half of STN-J headquarters before being taken down. So now they were all being transferred to the STN-A, but where in America they had no clue.
Robin glanced over at Michael, who was typing away on his laptop and blaring the music on his headphones. It seemed that even Michael who was never allowed out of the building was now going halfway across the world, and it didn't seem like he minded it much. Michael noticed Robin staring at him out of the corner of his eye. "I'm checking to see where were being transferred."
"...Oh.." Robin was a little startled when he spoke to her. 'He must've seen me staring at him' She thought to herself. "....Any luck?" She said quietly, as she turned her gaze back out the window.
He smiled softly, as he kept on searching through his laptop. "None so far, but I won't stop till I do." He lifted his hands from the laptop in front of him, as he cracked his knuckles and then went back to work.
Dojima turned in her seat, as she looked to Robin. "Isn't this amazing, we get to travel in a private airplane to somewhere in America and just because our office is destroyed." She smiled and let out a light chuckle. Robin looked to Dojima and smiled softly, as she let out a light laugh.
"yes but were still going to have to work once were in America.....aren't we?"
Dojima gave a shrug of her shoulders, as she blew a piece of hair out of her face. "Eh, probably...but I bet they won't be to fond of us coming in and taking over their turf. So your looking at the easiest job your going to have for a couple of months, and I tend to take advantage of it." She gave a sly smile to her, as she then turned back around. Plopping back in her seat.
"BINGO" Michael yelled. As everyone turned in their seats and looked to him. Robin was the first to speak what they were all thinking though.
"What did you find out?" She said quietly, as she leaned over glancing at his laptop screen.
Michael who had noticed everyone's eyes on him, blushed a bright red. As he slunk back in his seat. "I know where were going to be transferred."
Dojima let out a gasp, as she stared further down at Michael. "Ooh, where? Is it by the ocean? Is it nice? Are there cute guys there?" She gave a smirk and wink to Michael as she asked the last question.
Michael gazed back at Dojima and let out a light laugh, as he brought one of his hands to the back of his head scratching it lightly. "...Well I don't have a list of who works there, but I can answer the other questions for you"
"Well come on then, we don't have all day" She urged him on.
He wasn't sure if he should've even been checking to see where they would be placed, but curiosity had struck him and it seemed like a emergency to find out. He gave a quick glance over to Amon to see if he was giving him the death glare. Which thankfully he wasn't, it seemed like Amon was just as curious as everyone else to find out where they were working at now. "...Well it is on a bay area, so it's close to the ocean. It's a nice building and in a nice area....." He paused at the last bit of information he was reading over again.
Robin gave a questionably look at Michael, as he held back where exactly they would be working at now. "...But where are we working at?"
Michael took in a deep breath, as he looked up to her. "Salem, Massachusetts." He said quietly not knowing what their response would be.
"Your joking with us right?" Karasuma asked. Seeming surprised that he had said that.
He looked over to Karasuma, and looked her dead in the eye. "This time, I'm seriously not joking."
The plane was now deadly silent, as they all darted glances to one another. It was well known that Salem, Massachusetts was the first town to ever be made up of mostly witches. The emblem for the town was even a witch flying on a broom, even though that was a misconception for witches. So why would the STN-A keep its base in a witch town?, as some called it. This thought was now boggling all their minds, but only one person dared to break that silence.
"Calm down, it is obviously a mistake. That will be fixed when we arrive. Now just relax, we are going to be landing soon enough." Amon leaned back in his chair. Trying to keep the remainder of the flight worry free for the time being. Robin stared at Amon, and then looked back to Michael. As the rest of the flight remained in silence. The only sound to be heard the whole time, was the shifting of seats and then beeping sound of the pilot turning on the seat belt warning sign.