The Fight or flight.
Quite so, quite so.

"Ah, it seems everything here is in order. Welcome aboard Mr. Varomere. Please right this way, time is of the essence no doubt."

Shutting off the cellphone, and pocketing the device to effectively end Martin's call before the message had even reached. After all, aviation experts suggested the turning off of all electronic devices which may interfere with the plane's instruments, as the joke goes. The best scenario right now for the third party was to return with the boon as directed by superiors, although who this particular man was Agent Eoin had no particular knowledge of. Supposedly someone in the government had wanted to meet with the vampire? That was all he knew by the time the message was sent out to him from MI6 to ready his plane in Kilo Point, await for a possible guest and then proceed to fly out to London for successful extraction due to the incoming hostiles. The hatch door was sealed behind them as they boarded, the steps pulled back and out of way once they were inside the plane, and the interior door passed into the main cabin was opened.

The aircraft pulled back on the runway, turning itself towards the tarmac cleared for its take off. Given the conditions, they made their window as possibly the last flight to leave this hellhole for the night. The engines were already warming up and moving the plane to the long lighted strip due to the urgency of escaping. The captain had no intention of being caught here and dying to whatever it was going on down there.

"Welcome Mr. Varomere, I am Agent Eoin, I will be your steward for the duration of this flight." They took two of the four seats next to a rather seductively-clad blonde who seemed to be ogling at the guest. "As you may know, it will be approximately and 9 hour flight to London. That being said, I am available to provide you with any amenities and services you request from a choice of the finest Tennessee whiskey, to inflight entertainment. Although I believe she is supposed to take care of the entertainment aspect for you Sir." The Englishman cleared his throat a bit. "Do not worry, all expenses have been paid for. A new phone will be given to you for use in Europe," he spoke pulling out the old phone and breaking it apart to remove the SIM card, "and of course a vehicle for use in travel which I am authorized to give upon landing. I'm not quite sure who it is you have as a friend this high up but..."

"Regardless, I am at your disposal, if you have any questions or concerns regarding your trip please wait until we are airborne. Pardon me Mr. Varomere." The agent got up and took his seat in the front cabin to give Mithias some time to think about the entire situation and perhaps some privacy, given the girl's attention over the passenger as she stole away looks at the vampire. American girls and their vampire fantasies right?

Finally, with a roar of the engines and throttle plane took off. Lifting itself off the ground as the wheels retracted back into it, like a big fat bird it flew into the night.

The last flight from Kilo Point.