Chapter 9:
Disclaimer: Happy hamster....BA GOK...
The sound of wheels grounding off pavement wakes me. I open my eyes to a still dark and lonely floor. I look around a little and notice that I am leaning on Kurama. I jerk back quickly and he moves his arm back to his side. "Oh...Sorry Kurama..."
He just nods and smiles sadly at me. "It's alright. My arm wasn't between us or anything...
"We've landed."
I nod and turn to look at Kiaru. "No turning back now."
She looks into my eyes seriously, and a cold sweat comes over me. Have I made a mistake trying luck again? No one was killed the first time through...but now we might not get as much luck. The conditions were worse now.
I look back ahead, and a vet gets up and tells us where we are stationed. All his words are a huge blur as he points with white gloved hands at people. I find it hard to keep my eyes open until he gets to us. He goes on and my group stands up quickly. "Yes sir." The others salute and I follow them off the plane.
Heat seemed to bounce off the ground, or should I say sand, and vibrate above the ground, like fire. Kurama, Kiaru, Blair, Seta...
"Where's Hiei and Heidi?" I slur loudly, as they turn to look at me.
"On the plane. They are going elsewhere." Kurama explains. "Here." He hands me a wadded up suit with armor in it. "Uniform and clothes. He was explaining in the plane as to where we are going."
"And...?"
"We're in Israel. We're army, yes, but we are to act the people here, and protect them when intruders against the alliance comes in. "So we were like a ground troop...thing?
"Ok then..."
"We have to wear their clothing though. The coast guards let us in, and the government is giving us special identifications, so that our food and stay will be free for helping. We will go to a hotel and share a large honey moon sweet, so thee will be plenty of beds."
Good...very good...
"But we have to stay out all day, and be awake early. The guard told us that we need not worry about the night, but we will be monitored during the day."
A little worse...but still ok. What if they monitor things like...showers? OH NO!
"What about bathing?!"
"Uh, you can...? What did you think?"
"No, camera's!"
"I don't think they'll watch us in the bathroom..."
Ok. Relief.
The group starts walking forward and, after walking for miles, finds a town.
"Taxi!" Kurama stands and waves.
No one. People drive by, not stopping.
"Aw, that ain't how you do it K-chan!" Seta runs up and rips her skin tight shirt off, flashing the drivers. Soon enough, a taxi pulls up to the curb.
"Yeah."
We pile into the car, and end up sitting on each other's lap to squeeze in. "This hotel." She shows him a card she had with her. He looks forward, and we set off.
"How does he speak English?" I find this frustrating. Middle Eastern countries spoke Arab and Jewish, didn't they?
"In a large city like this most people do. Israel learns this, I guess. Well, they obviously do because he just did." Kiaru mumbles from beside me. She has to look up at me, because I ended up on Seta's lap.
We drive for a short amount of time before we are dumped off in front of a large hotel. Shooting Star Sweet. That's what I think it said at least. It was to high up to recognize.
We grab all our bags and start up the walk after fighting with the man about a way to pay. Only after Kiaru held a knife to his throat.
The hotel was huge. Or, should I say sweet. It was supposed to be for rich vacationers and tourists, but I guess some of the rooms were indeed for soldiers. The building is marble, and there are large Palm trees outside.
Into the hall we go, and a short woman at the desk stands in a robe type clothing. Kurama, being the polite one, went up and explained to her. I saw him show her cards and other things, and eventually the woman pulled out a pair of keys. "This way then..." She sighed and started to the elevator. "Take their bags." She points behind us and a man stands with a suit on. "How many bags sir?"
Kurama looks around. "Seven."
"Oh my...Hold on." He comes back with a second man, and they take our bags up an elevator. "This way."
We follow them into an elevator. He presses the highest level button, and waits. Ding, ding... I feel nervous with the old woman standing right next to me breathing on my back.
Eventually the door open on the ninth floor. Across the hall is a room. 219. "Here ya are, there's a pool and a break fast, enjoy. Be lucky you got a good room. There are only four." She caws and hands us the keys. The two men set our bags on the floor, and down they go in the elevator.
Disclaimer: Happy hamster....BA GOK...
The sound of wheels grounding off pavement wakes me. I open my eyes to a still dark and lonely floor. I look around a little and notice that I am leaning on Kurama. I jerk back quickly and he moves his arm back to his side. "Oh...Sorry Kurama..."
He just nods and smiles sadly at me. "It's alright. My arm wasn't between us or anything...
"We've landed."
I nod and turn to look at Kiaru. "No turning back now."
She looks into my eyes seriously, and a cold sweat comes over me. Have I made a mistake trying luck again? No one was killed the first time through...but now we might not get as much luck. The conditions were worse now.
I look back ahead, and a vet gets up and tells us where we are stationed. All his words are a huge blur as he points with white gloved hands at people. I find it hard to keep my eyes open until he gets to us. He goes on and my group stands up quickly. "Yes sir." The others salute and I follow them off the plane.
Heat seemed to bounce off the ground, or should I say sand, and vibrate above the ground, like fire. Kurama, Kiaru, Blair, Seta...
"Where's Hiei and Heidi?" I slur loudly, as they turn to look at me.
"On the plane. They are going elsewhere." Kurama explains. "Here." He hands me a wadded up suit with armor in it. "Uniform and clothes. He was explaining in the plane as to where we are going."
"And...?"
"We're in Israel. We're army, yes, but we are to act the people here, and protect them when intruders against the alliance comes in. "So we were like a ground troop...thing?
"Ok then..."
"We have to wear their clothing though. The coast guards let us in, and the government is giving us special identifications, so that our food and stay will be free for helping. We will go to a hotel and share a large honey moon sweet, so thee will be plenty of beds."
Good...very good...
"But we have to stay out all day, and be awake early. The guard told us that we need not worry about the night, but we will be monitored during the day."
A little worse...but still ok. What if they monitor things like...showers? OH NO!
"What about bathing?!"
"Uh, you can...? What did you think?"
"No, camera's!"
"I don't think they'll watch us in the bathroom..."
Ok. Relief.
The group starts walking forward and, after walking for miles, finds a town.
"Taxi!" Kurama stands and waves.
No one. People drive by, not stopping.
"Aw, that ain't how you do it K-chan!" Seta runs up and rips her skin tight shirt off, flashing the drivers. Soon enough, a taxi pulls up to the curb.
"Yeah."
We pile into the car, and end up sitting on each other's lap to squeeze in. "This hotel." She shows him a card she had with her. He looks forward, and we set off.
"How does he speak English?" I find this frustrating. Middle Eastern countries spoke Arab and Jewish, didn't they?
"In a large city like this most people do. Israel learns this, I guess. Well, they obviously do because he just did." Kiaru mumbles from beside me. She has to look up at me, because I ended up on Seta's lap.
We drive for a short amount of time before we are dumped off in front of a large hotel. Shooting Star Sweet. That's what I think it said at least. It was to high up to recognize.
We grab all our bags and start up the walk after fighting with the man about a way to pay. Only after Kiaru held a knife to his throat.
The hotel was huge. Or, should I say sweet. It was supposed to be for rich vacationers and tourists, but I guess some of the rooms were indeed for soldiers. The building is marble, and there are large Palm trees outside.
Into the hall we go, and a short woman at the desk stands in a robe type clothing. Kurama, being the polite one, went up and explained to her. I saw him show her cards and other things, and eventually the woman pulled out a pair of keys. "This way then..." She sighed and started to the elevator. "Take their bags." She points behind us and a man stands with a suit on. "How many bags sir?"
Kurama looks around. "Seven."
"Oh my...Hold on." He comes back with a second man, and they take our bags up an elevator. "This way."
We follow them into an elevator. He presses the highest level button, and waits. Ding, ding... I feel nervous with the old woman standing right next to me breathing on my back.
Eventually the door open on the ninth floor. Across the hall is a room. 219. "Here ya are, there's a pool and a break fast, enjoy. Be lucky you got a good room. There are only four." She caws and hands us the keys. The two men set our bags on the floor, and down they go in the elevator.