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Beneath Our Skins | Friendships Last Forever

@Prudence Woo hoo! I'll see if I can post after you!

~*The Orient Express*~

Wolfgang Kasimir O' Conor

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Location: Charles de Gaulle airport
Interacting With: Natasha, Joel, Bob, Mr. Lewis
Date: 15th March

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Wolfgang listened as Mr. Lewis spoke to him, "Welcome to Paris Mr. O'Conor, I am Emanuel Lewis, host of this event and these are some of your other winners," he said. "Thank you, Mr. Lewis, I can't wait to get on the train and to get to know everyone," Wolfgang replied.

"Hey there!" Claire suddenly said, and waved. Wolfgang turned around, and saw more people coming from the same plane. One of them was a girl with dark hair, who introduced herself as Tas and then welcomed everyone, but paused on Wolfgang, "Sorry, I don't seem to know you," she apologised. Wolfgang shook her extended hand, and reminded her of his name, "Not to worry, I'm Wolfgang."

After Tas, an old man followed. He told everyone that he was called Bob, and then greeted everyone, which Wolfgang returned. The next person to greet Wolfang was Joel, "Guten Tag, Herr O'Conor." "Ah, yes, you're the German one. Wie geht es Ihnen?" he responded.

~*The Orient Express*~

I'll get a post up in the morning.

~*The Orient Express*~

Wolfgang Kasimir O' Conor

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Location: Charles de Gaulle airport
Interacting With: Mr. Lewis, pilot, José, Claire, Joel
Date: 15th March

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Wolfgang was looking out of the window when the pilot began his announcement, "We will now be beginning our descent into Paris Charles de Gaulle airport. We should be hoping to let you out within about twenty minutes." Wolfgang sighed. He liked planes, and was slightly upset that his flight had been so short. If only the train journey started in America, he thought to himself. The flight attendants came and collected his empty drink cup, and to tell him that he had to put his seat in the normal position.

As the plane finished nearing the ground, and then bounced up and down a few times when it hit the runway. The plane slowed down as it went down the runway, and then taxied to the hangar, before coming to a complete stop. One of the air hostess came to Wolfgang, who was still looking out of the window, and told him that he needed to follow her. "Oh, yeah, sorry," he said to the air hostess, and began following her.

After a couple of minutes of walking out of the plane onto the ground, and then walking along in the windy conditions, Wolfgang found himself by three people, whom he recognised from the videos, and an old man that he did not know.

"Hello," he greeted them, "I'm Wolfgang, and you must be José, Claire, and Joel," Wolfgang then turned his attention to the old man, "I'm afraid I don't know you."

~*The Orient Express*~

Gahhhh! Being in a different timezone is so frustrating, why can't you all move to Britain XD

@Wade Wilson

Now Wade, don't forget that THEY are the ones who didn't want to be part of the glorious United Kingdom. Maybe they shouldn't be allowed back. Also tea is amazing.

~*The Orient Express*~

@SouffleGirl123 All foods are inferior to Cool Ranch Doritos

@Nevix

cough Sushi's the best food ever cough

Beneath Our Skins | Friendships Last Forever

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Séamus Ruaidhrí Whelan

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Time: 11:05 A.M.
Location: Lakeside
Interacting With: Jacen - @Prudence

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Séamus began to walk with Jacen to his car, saying hello to Jun as he quickly passed.

"Apparently, you'd be surprised my friend."

@Prudence

Séamus followed Jacen's gaze towards Grant, and thought to himself, Grant wouldn't do something like that, would he? He wondered. Séamus made a mental note to perhaps ask him about it casually the next time the two of them were alone. He took the joint back from Jacen, and finished it off. "Ahh, that felt good, he said with a sigh, as he flicked the very end of it on the ground.

"Where ya wanna go buddy? There's the arcade? Or we could grab a case of 'Adams with my fake ID and watch a movie marathon or play some video games. Or we could go to a strip club."

@Prudence

"Hmm," Séamus pondered, whist scratching his chin a bit I'll have to shave before the party, he thought to himself, before continuing to Jacen's question, How about we go to my house and play some video games?" he asked, "There's plenty of booze at my house, and there's some weed there. There might even be some, eheh, harder drugs, that I might be willing to share with you."

Soon after, they were at the car park of Lakeside. "You wanna drive separate or ride together?" Jacen asked, I can drive the both of us, if you want," Séamus offered.

~*The Orient Express*~

Let's keep this going guys!

@SgtEasy

I'll just place this here...

EIDT: Also @Wade Wilson, sorry to hear about the hospital! I had my appendix out a few years ago and it was hell!

Beneath Our Skins | Friendships Last Forever

Oooh, someone religious. I don't know if I mentioned, but Séamus is a Catholic. Which is going so well right now, seeing as he's bi.

~*The Orient Express*~

Wolfgang Kasimir O' Conor

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Location: Queen Suite,
Interacting With: Receptionist
Date: 14th March

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Wolfgang was in the shower, listening to some music that he had bought on his new phone, when he heard the phone ring. He quickly got out of the shower, not bothering to put a towel on, and picked up the phone that was in the bathroom.

"Ja?" he asked into the phone,

"Guten Morgen, Herr O' Conor, your car to take you to the airport is waiting for you," the receptionist told Wolfgang,

"Car to the airport? I didn't order a car, and I was going to get the train to Paris,"

"One moment, please," the receptionist told him, and Wolfgang could hear her talking to someone, "I'm sorry, but the man insists that this is a car for you,"

Wolfgang sighed, "Don't worry, then, tell him I'll be down as soon as possible," before putting the phone back on the hook.

Wolfgang quickly got dried and dressed, before packing all of his belongings into his suitcase. After he finished packing, Wolfgang left his room, and got the lift down to reception. When he arrived at reception, he gave his key back to the receptionist, before noticing the man in a black suit. "Good morning, Mr. O' Conor. If you would like to follow me, I will take you to your plane." Wolfgang did as the man asked and followed him. Once Wolfgang's suitcases were in the boot of the car, and both Wolfgang and the driver were sitting in the car, the car began to go to the airport.

After some time in the car on the way to the airport, Wolfgang noticed that instead of dropping him off at the drop-off point, or even at the private lounge, the car continued to drive into a private area, and even continued onto the taxiways of the airport. The car was driving towards a small jet, which looked too small to be a regular commercial jet. He could see that the door that doubled as a set of stairs was down, and that there were two flight attendants next to it. As the car slowed to a stop, one of the flight attendants came to the car door and opened it, and asked him if he would like a drink. "Just a glass of vodka and lemonade please." he told her. "Of course," he replied, before going into the plane. Meanwhile, the driver had been unpacking Wolfgang's suitcases from the boot of the car and was taking them to the cargo hold of the plane. The second flight attendant, this one female, walked over to Wolfgang to escort him to his seat. "Right this way," she told him, before leading him up the stairs, and to a seat, where his vodka and lemonade was already placed on a table. "Thank you," he said to the flight attendant, who then went to the cockpit.

"Good morning, Mr. O' Conor, I am Philip, your pilot, and we will shortly be taking off. We should arrive in Paris in just over an hour and a half. Just a reminder, that like Switzerland, Paris are in the GMT+1 time zone, but instead of using Swiss Francs, they use the Euro for their currency. There will be an opportunity to change any money you have into Euro at the airport, and the current exchange rate is about €0.90 for every Franc," was heard over the intercom, and Wolfgang reclined slightly in his chair as the plane started to taxi to the runway.