|Henry Townshend (guyin302) wrote in utr_logs,|
@ 2008-06-21 16:24:00
|Entry tags:||ava bashlik, henry townshend|
Who: Ava and Henry
Where: San Diego.
What: Henry coming to help Ava.
Warnings: Probably not.
Henry knew he was supposed to be on vacation, but there was nothing wrong with this. What could go wrong? He was just going to help a girl that clearly was from a world, or a time, where technology was still in its infancy, or where it didn’t exist at all. So long as there were no ghosts or demons or zombies everything would be fine. Besides, it wasn’t like he was doing much of anything besides hanging out at the Coronado Beach Resort.
After talking with Ava on the forums, he’d closed up his laptop and gone back to his roo to change. He threw on a typical bluish-white button-up shirt, a white sleeveless shirt, a pair of cargo shorts, and his slightly faded sneakers. He’d brought one of his cars with him on vacation, so he hadn’t bothered taking a cab. It was a red Saturn Skye, and the top was down. Cars were one of the few luxuries Henry allowed himself, and this one was particularly awesome. He’d left his XM unit in his room at the resort, though. He didn’t want to shock her with modern heavy metal.
He checked the GPS on his phone to find the shortest route to the address she’d provided, and reached it in less than twenty minutes. It was an apartment complex, and he checked the address again for the room number. Then he parked in visitor parking and proceeded into the building. He asked a passerby what floor the room he was looking for was on, and then headed up to the third floor in the elevator. He found the apartment he was looking for without trouble, and knocked three times before letting both hands slide into his pockets to wait.