5/9/13: DID I DO SOMETHING WRONG OFFICER-SAN?
So the Wolf and I are still standing there in the school at his reservation, cleaning up after our battle and pulling desks out of lockers, when his phone rings. He says it is Bane and she wants us to go back to Sweden to look for more robots. "Fine," I say, and before I know it there she is above us in a flying car.
Well the chinese fire drill would have been funny in any event, but I suppose someone down below would have found it downright hilarious to see a woman in a leather catsuit, a wolf and a man made of metal crawling in and out of a car going about 400 miles an hour about 500 feet in the air. First they put me in the passenger seat and the car was listing to the side so badly it almost flipped. Then they put me in the little rumble seat behind, and the car almost fell out of the sky. Then they put me in the trunk, then the roof, then hanging off the rear axle. Finally, I just hung onto the roof and kind of held onto the front, and we made it back to LA. We went there first because (a)I needed more medication if we were going out of the country, and (b)I told them I could fly myself to Sweden, but I would probably black out from my condition if I had to stay aloft over an entire ocean. Bane chartered a plane instead.
We got on the plane, and after explaining to the pilots exactly how much I weigh, and how their compass and other instruments might go haywire with me on the plane, they took off anyway. Brave guys. I zoned out for a while, and when I realized what was happening we were on the tarmac in Tokyo. Bane and the Wolf seemed surprised by this, and Loup jumped out and started prowling all over the place like something was wrong. I was reading the in-flight magazine. They way I figure it, when something really goes wrong, I find out about it pretty quickly.
Well at this point things started happening pretty quick anyway. They started talking about coffee grounds and drugs and why we didn't go to New York. Loup startet getting angry about something and Bane was trying to reason with the pilot and co-pilot, who were suddenly looking very guilty. I pieced together that Loup thought these guys were drug smugglers or something, and I asked what proof we had of that before we started busting people up. No one had a good response.
Then the police showed up.
Then I was in the back of a squad car.
Then I was in a little green room with a bright light, and they took my medications away from me.
How I managed to stay calm and not do something everyone would regret later (or not, as the case may be) I will never know. I think I was in there a couple hours before they gave me back my meds and let me go. Not pleasant, but I did find a happy place and hide there so nothing bad happened.
I don't know what happened to the pilots. Bane got another plane and soon we were in Sweden and they were dragging me up some mountain to "coordinates" where Bane said somebody would be waiting for us. Triangle, or Triumph, or someone. I think it is a robot.
Anyway, we are at the door right now, so I can't write any more. Loup says he smells construction inside. I hope that is good news.
Well the chinese fire drill would have been funny in any event, but I suppose someone down below would have found it downright hilarious to see a woman in a leather catsuit, a wolf and a man made of metal crawling in and out of a car going about 400 miles an hour about 500 feet in the air. First they put me in the passenger seat and the car was listing to the side so badly it almost flipped. Then they put me in the little rumble seat behind, and the car almost fell out of the sky. Then they put me in the trunk, then the roof, then hanging off the rear axle. Finally, I just hung onto the roof and kind of held onto the front, and we made it back to LA. We went there first because (a)I needed more medication if we were going out of the country, and (b)I told them I could fly myself to Sweden, but I would probably black out from my condition if I had to stay aloft over an entire ocean. Bane chartered a plane instead.
We got on the plane, and after explaining to the pilots exactly how much I weigh, and how their compass and other instruments might go haywire with me on the plane, they took off anyway. Brave guys. I zoned out for a while, and when I realized what was happening we were on the tarmac in Tokyo. Bane and the Wolf seemed surprised by this, and Loup jumped out and started prowling all over the place like something was wrong. I was reading the in-flight magazine. They way I figure it, when something really goes wrong, I find out about it pretty quickly.
Well at this point things started happening pretty quick anyway. They started talking about coffee grounds and drugs and why we didn't go to New York. Loup startet getting angry about something and Bane was trying to reason with the pilot and co-pilot, who were suddenly looking very guilty. I pieced together that Loup thought these guys were drug smugglers or something, and I asked what proof we had of that before we started busting people up. No one had a good response.
Then the police showed up.
Then I was in the back of a squad car.
Then I was in a little green room with a bright light, and they took my medications away from me.
How I managed to stay calm and not do something everyone would regret later (or not, as the case may be) I will never know. I think I was in there a couple hours before they gave me back my meds and let me go. Not pleasant, but I did find a happy place and hide there so nothing bad happened.
I don't know what happened to the pilots. Bane got another plane and soon we were in Sweden and they were dragging me up some mountain to "coordinates" where Bane said somebody would be waiting for us. Triangle, or Triumph, or someone. I think it is a robot.
Anyway, we are at the door right now, so I can't write any more. Loup says he smells construction inside. I hope that is good news.



