A short chapter, but enough to hold satisfy any readers for about five
minutes.
I've got most of the future chapters written, but am following the LotR
strategy. Never give your audience all you want in one go.
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"Ladies and Gentlegoyles, if I may have your attention for a moment," the civilian autopilot version of the Coyote V. 1.0 artificial intelligence program announced over the jet's P.A. system. "We're approaching Mr. Xanatos' private air strip. Please return your seats and tray tables to their full upright position."
The jet touched down smoothly guided by its autopilot, helped a little by Lexington. As soon as the jet had landed the gargoyles gathered together their sparse luggage.
"Coyote," Sata asked, as she helped Graeme strap Nudnik into a special strap he and Lexington had invented to make carrying the young gargoyle beast more easy, "How long do we have untill sunrise?"
"I'd say you have a couple of hours left," the artificial intelligence replied, in its voice so reminiscent of Xanatos'.
Sata nodded, "Right, we should use that time well. Angela, you'll lead the way?"
Angela shifted the weight of her book bag slightly, "Sure, but I need a map to find out where we are exactly."
"I can help you there," Coyote declared, "Just one sec..." Coyote disappeared from the jet's main computer screen, a map of London appeared where he had been only moments ago. A large red circle labeled, 'You are here.' "If you type in the address of where you want to go I can show you where it is relative to the map."
Angela typed in the address of the 'Into the Mystic', and seconds later another flashing red dot appeared north of where they were.
"Alright," Angela said frowning, "Which way is north?"
"My door is pointing directly north," Coyote answered, "If you keep in that direction you should be able to find your way."
"Thanks Coyote," Angela said, stepping out of the now open door, "You sure you'll be fine on your own?"
"No problem," Coyote said as Lexington and Graeme left the jet and took to wing last, "I'll just turn myself off now."
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Just a note to help you understand the last chapter, my name is Bown. This story takes place a while after the end of the last season of Pendragon. But I'm not saying anything specific.
"Ladies and Gentlegoyles, if I may have your attention for a moment," the civilian autopilot version of the Coyote V. 1.0 artificial intelligence program announced over the jet's P.A. system. "We're approaching Mr. Xanatos' private air strip. Please return your seats and tray tables to their full upright position."
The jet touched down smoothly guided by its autopilot, helped a little by Lexington. As soon as the jet had landed the gargoyles gathered together their sparse luggage.
"Coyote," Sata asked, as she helped Graeme strap Nudnik into a special strap he and Lexington had invented to make carrying the young gargoyle beast more easy, "How long do we have untill sunrise?"
"I'd say you have a couple of hours left," the artificial intelligence replied, in its voice so reminiscent of Xanatos'.
Sata nodded, "Right, we should use that time well. Angela, you'll lead the way?"
Angela shifted the weight of her book bag slightly, "Sure, but I need a map to find out where we are exactly."
"I can help you there," Coyote declared, "Just one sec..." Coyote disappeared from the jet's main computer screen, a map of London appeared where he had been only moments ago. A large red circle labeled, 'You are here.' "If you type in the address of where you want to go I can show you where it is relative to the map."
Angela typed in the address of the 'Into the Mystic', and seconds later another flashing red dot appeared north of where they were.
"Alright," Angela said frowning, "Which way is north?"
"My door is pointing directly north," Coyote answered, "If you keep in that direction you should be able to find your way."
"Thanks Coyote," Angela said, stepping out of the now open door, "You sure you'll be fine on your own?"
"No problem," Coyote said as Lexington and Graeme left the jet and took to wing last, "I'll just turn myself off now."
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Just a note to help you understand the last chapter, my name is Bown. This story takes place a while after the end of the last season of Pendragon. But I'm not saying anything specific.