NOW!
As you finally felt the plane touch down, you jolted out of the half-slumped position you had taken at some point during the flight in a futile hope to drown out Wuya's cries, to no avail, as they became, somehow, even WORSE the closer they came to China.
Or, rather, on their WAY to China. This changed abruptly, however, when she suddenly started screeching to turn the plane left, almost giving the hired pilot a heart attack. So, it was after an even LONGER flight that you had finally touched down in an airport located in Bangkok, Thailand.
What caused such a shift you weren't sure, but you were here now and you weren't about to let a small thing like moving magical tools slow you down.
But, due to the difference in location you were expecting, you evidently had to do a little... organization.
"Jackbots! Line up!" You called back to the plane, where the four bots you had brought with you quickly finished unpacking your bags and backup equipment, and then did as they were ordered.
""Roger-Roger!""
Once they were accounted for, including Bob who had now wandered to stand beside the standard bots, though noticeably slower, as if to put extra thought into each foot movement, or moving through molasses. You filed that last bit away for a moment, before briefing the Bots on their mission.
"Alright boys, I want you to scatter amongst the populace, learn everything you can about the area. Where the most traffic goes through, important locations, and areas where you would be able to hide things like Wu. Hell, if you can, find out who the local boss of the Underworld is, maybe we can work something out. In any of the areas you think are important, place traps or cameras so I can see as well. Are we Clear?" You barked out, just as your Drill Sargent of a Nǎinai had taught you in the past.
""Roger-Roger!""
"At Once, oh My Master!"
That stopped you for a moment, and you decided to amend your previous order slightly.
"Not you Bob. Stay back for a minute, please." You said back, taking note of how the other Bots did as you commanded, each going in a different cardinal direction. Hopefully, they would find something useful, or at least set up some useful surveillance.
"Of course Master, how may this One be of Service?" Bob replied in his normal tone, though this time with a way too intense look on his face, as if each words would be the last he spoke. He also again seemed to move over to you slower than he should be moving. Did you make a mistake somewhere with his leg servo's? Either way, it changed the plans you had for him considerably.
"Listen Bob, I have a different job for you this time. I need you to guard the plane while we're gone, and monitor the Jackbot feeds in case they find something. If they DO find something, I want you to send word to me with this earpiece. If they don't, continue to monitor the feeds and gain knowledge on human behavior. Is that clear, Bob?" You spoke slowly, making sure each word was registered before continuing. This was a vital role, and his primary function was memorization, but it never hurt to be clear.
"Very well Master. Orders Are now in Progress. Will that be all?" He questioned as he drew himself up, seemingly trying to cast you in his shadow, but failing to do so. The action mildly confused you, but ignored it for now.
"Yes, that is all Bob. Carry on." You said with a small smile.
So, Bob gave a shallow nod, and slowly made his way back to the plane, leaving only yourself and Wuya on the tarmac, who was now approaching you as you finished giving orders.
"Yes yes, you are such a WISE leader, delegating work to one of the few creatures who CANNOT claim Wu if they find it. Well done." She said scathingly.
That brought a small twitch to your eye, but managed to suppress your usual over-reaction, and instead shot back.
"Oh, I'M sorry, let's just use YOUR army of minions that do only what you say, oh wait, YOU DON'T HAVE THEM RIGHT NOW! Besides, those bots might not be able to 'claim' anything, but they sure can help narrow the search down. Now, are you going to help me, or not.
Wuya humphed at your lip, but did not yell back.
"HA! We have already come this far, and done too much for such a small matter to deter either one of us. Let us find this Shen Gong Wu quickly, and then you shall learn what it means to be Heylin."
"Yeah-Yeah, hurry up, we don't wants anybody else's mitts on it." You called over your shoulder as you began to walk forward.
Her only response was to cackle.
As they both walked away from the airport behind them, they entirely missed the image of one security camera focusing in on their back as they made their way.
POV Change: ?
Your office you were in was the way you always liked it. Shades of grey, broken only by the tall stands of greenery rising above the others. Just like life.
But you weren't focusing on your surroundings the moment. Instead, all of your attention was placed solely on one of the camera monitors you had 'installed' during some past business.
"So, some poacher's have come to try and steal my cash cow? Well, let them try."
As you swirled around in your chair, and took in the view of the city that moved to your beat, the words you breathed out felt as rich as the cigar you were smoking.
"The'll find out real soon what happens if you wander into Marked territory."
END OF CHAPTER
CHOICE: CHOOSE Two:
Choose which way to walk
[] Down the Alley
[] Through the Field
[] Through the Merchant District
[] Through the Private Sector
[] Through the City Slums
[] Through the Main Streets
END OF CHOICEWho boy, am I excited for this! This is gonna be a maybe three or four chapter arc that I think a lot of you will enjoy! Also, I guarantee more than a few of you will be shocked with what I pull these next few chapters! Also, in regards to Bob. He is a Robot who incorporates what he learns into how he acts and does... well basically everything. And we ordered him to spend nine and a half hours watching movie flight grade martial arts movies. That means they aren't the kind where each move is exactly as it appears, no those are all wire-fu, sound out of sync with their mouths, and everything takes a million years to ever happen. On a slightly more pleasant note, if we ever die, and Bob is watching, he'll slowly drop to his knees and swear vengeance on anyone that happened to be in the area at the time. So that could be fun. But, either way, I update again in two days, and you can all lament your actions! See ya! PS: You should have made him watch Romantic Comedies.