Captain Enema Posted August 26, 2011 Report Share Posted August 26, 2011 [b]Khartoum[/b] "Are you sure you two will be ok?" Shellani asks again. "Look honey, I've survived how many assassination attempts, wars, suicide bombings, and drunken binges in 3rd world countries? What could possibly go wrong?" Denard asks. "You are taking our son on a trip around the world to show him the sites on his summer holiday. I can't begin to imagine what sort of trouble you'd get into. However, you two do need to spend some time together and I do need some time to myself. I warn you Bob, if one hair, just one hair on his head gets harmed, I'm going to skin you alive after I make you eat your own balls," Shellani promises. "Err, well that's motivation enough for me to bring him back safe and sound," Denard replies. "Yes, it better be," Shellani says as she walks over to their son and gives him a kiss on the head and tells him, "You have the satellite phone, call me if anything goes wrong. Do not give the phone to your father and don't let him take you into any brothels." "Yes mother," the boy says. "Good, now run along and try not to get into any firefights you two," Shellani says as she dismisses the two. Denard and his son needing no further invitation grab their packs and head for the door. "Dear god, you mother hasn't loosened up a bit in 30 years," Denard says as they run for the road. "She wasn't so bad before you came back," his son replies. "Must be my charming personality," Denard giggles. "That or you have a tend to bring out those deep seated fears for her and my life when you are around," his son says. "Who told you that?" Denard asks. "My therapist." "What the hell you going to therapy for?" "Unresolved issues involving being abandoned by my father at a young age and finding out he's the leader of a renegade break away African nation and a wanted war criminal in some parts of Africa." "Oh, I can see that might be a bit of a burden," Denard says carefully as he waves down a taxi. "Where we going first?" Jeb, Denard' son, asks. "Well, I'm thinking we head to Europe. We can visit a few places there. Been hankering to visit some friends in North America for awhile. Maybe take you over there and introduce you to some of your aunts and uncles who live in the New York City area. After that, I have no idea." "Shouldn't we plan this out?" "Oh hell no, best to go where the road takes you. Now, first thing you are gonna do is empty out your pack," Denard orders as he helps Jeb empty out all the various bits and pieces. "Sweet Allah child, how many pairs of socks do you really need? I carry exactly 3 pairs." Denard says as he tosses the rest aside and begins to downsize Jeb's rather hefty load. "But Dad, mom said I'd need all of this stuff," Jeb protests. "Well is your mom going to help you carry all this crap?" "No." "Right then, listen to what the man who knows what he is doing then," Denard replies as he repacks his son's much reduced load. "Enough clothes to bed down a family of circus clowns, four books, an ipod, and a psp? Damn kids these days," Bob mutters as he sets aside a variety of books, electronic gadgets, and other heavy items. "DAAAD, I need my ipod," Jeb protests. "No you don't boy. You'll be needing one of these," Denard replies as he hands him a brand new Android phone. "It has an international sim card in it. We can use them everywhere. It's got a camera and internet access. Saves you hauling around all this crap. And seriously, get rid of that clunker satellite phone. Your mother bought it surplus at a Legion salvage auction. It's great if you want something that can survive a bomb blast, but horrible for backpacking." "Oh ok dad," Jeb replies as he sneaks his possessions back into the house. "Kids these days," Denard says as he opens the door to his waiting car and revs the engine. "I'll say one thing though, Shellani kept my baby in good repair. What a woman," Denard says as he waits for Jeb to get in the car. [img]http://www.quaiswaseeq.com/top-5-muscle-cars-of-all-times/muscle_cars/1966-pontiac-gto-convertible.jpg[/img] **Character RP only, involve yourself at your own risk of being run over or possibly left naked in a snow bank. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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