OOC: Sorry, I've been away for far too long. I had to get some surgery done, and was away from my computer. I apologize if I've irritated anyone...
Art decided the plane was high enough, and leveled it out.
After a few moments ...
Art! Hey Art! Can you maybe give us an ETA? We've been flying for hours!
And:
Oi... Art,hurry this up or your travelling home in a ambulance.
Art wasn't going to make up an ETA if he didn't know what one was, so he pretended not to hear Charger. And he didn't like that Drakko was insulting him, so he ignored this, too. After all, he had gotten them this far alive, why not a little bit longer?
In fact ...
Art noticed that the computer terminal had been displaying a message for what probably was ten minutes. It read:
Destination LOS SANTOS 12:04 minutes away. Lower landing gear in 2:04 minutes.
As he watched, the clock ticked another second off of the screen.
Dammit! We're too high! I need to lower this plane now ... Art hoped the passengers would be too delighted with news of an upcoming landing to be angry at the sudden rise and descent of the plane.
Art picked up the intercom: "Ladies and Gentlemen and ... er ... Cats ... uh, we'll be reaching Los Santos in roughly ten minutes, so I need to bring the plane down again. I'd appreciate if you buckled yourselves in, because I'll be beginning the descent in two minutes."
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Roland dismounts the Eagle and allows it to rest. In the meantime ...
Roland: "Fine. Whether this is all a dream to you or not, I'd still have you feeling rested as you fly. I'm going to search for some firewood and hunt some meat. I'll be back shortly."
And with this, the gunslinger silently slinks into the woods, leaving the great Eagle to puzzle things out on its own.
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