#Canterbury bed and breakfast

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Chapter 2 of the King 2019

In the apartment, Hal and Y/n are making love to one another. 

Y/n: Henry we need to talk

Hal: why must we talk when I'm show you my love

Y/n: You should go see your father.

Hal Kiss y/n try to stop her from talking.

Hal: do not mention that man in our house

Y/n: Henry I know that you do not have a good relationship with him but he is your father. Maybe he is summoning you to apologize.

Hal: I will not go to that horrible place and we are not to speak of this again. Do you understand?

Hal is snoring, he is sleeping naked on top of Y/n their legs are intertwined with his face on her bare chest. Falstaff enters the couple's home. He opens the curtain, stirring the Y/n. Hal doesn’t stir. 

Y/n: it is too early for your foolishness. Falstaff go home. 

Falstaff: He needs to go see his father. 

Y/n: I have Falstaff, he will not listen to me.

Falstaff: A Man who does not listen to his wife is asking for death. 

Y/n gets up and moves Hal's body off of her, She gives Hal a quick kiss. Looking at him with so much love and affection 

Y/n(whispers to Hal); My heart you need to wake up. (to Falstass) all go make breakfast. 

Falstaff I’m sorry to interrupt your slumber. 

HAL What are you doing?

Hal speaks muffled, groggy, face smudged into the pillow.

Falstaff: Visit with your father.

Hal: Go away. 

Falstaff: If your father is indeed enough gravely ill to request your presence, then you must visit with him - it should be better to regret having done so than it would to have not. No matter your feelings for him. If your father is ill, you must visit with him. And - let me add - I say it not out of concern for our king’s well-being, more for fear of the drunken soak to which you be likely to succumb should you fail to heed his call and he were to die without you having squared your ledger... I fear it would be soak enough to put even me to shame. If not for yourself then for Y/n, 

Hal stares at Falstaff, lucid and penetrating, with his one eye not smudged into the pillow. Falstaff watches Hal a moment. 

Falstaff: Do it. If nothing else I ever suggest. 

Falstaff rises and exits. Y/n brings the cup of coffee as Hal sits up in bed, Y/n sits next to him and brings the cup to his lips. 

Hal: get dressed we are going to see that King 

Hal and Y/n are at the palace gates. Without exchange with the guards, they are granted entry. All watch them with cold interest if not disdain. They walk the hall under escort. As Hal approaches the antechamber he crosses paths with Grey and Cambridge on their way into the great hall. Grey eyes him with contempt. Cambridge looks at him cautiously, searching. 

King Henry is in his chair, visibly weak, presiding over a sitting of parliament. The full court plus  The Archbishop of Canterbury and clerical attendants are there. Thomas Of Lancaster, the King’s 18-year-old son, Hal’s younger brother, is there too. The Archbishop is addressing the king. He’s arrogant but nervous, he speaks with a lisp.

Servant: Henry, Prince of Wales. And His wife Y/n Princess of Wales. 

Henry IV: My son. Come to me. 

The Archbishop appears put out. He regards Hal with derision and Y/n with disgust. Hal crosses the room with his arm around Y/n holding her like she was life. They bow before Hal’s father, taking in his frailty. The King takes in his son’s disheveledness. 

Henry IV: Come closer. They take a step closer. 

Henry IV: I feel my life is nearing its natural end and yet still even I must appear of ruder health than you. 

Hal doesn’t respond. He continues looking his father in the eye. While Y/n looks to the ground filled with uneasy 

Henry IV: The time has come for me to consider the issue of my succession. You will not be king.

Hal remains fixed. A barely concealed smirk on the face of Grey.  

Henry IV: While you are my eldest son, for reasons that must be evident to you, that are on display for all here to see and smell, and due to your commoner wife, you will not inherit this crown. 

Hal: Nor have I sought it. 

Henry IV: That privilege and responsibility will instead fall to your brother Thomas. 

Thomas straightens, postures regally. It doesn’t suit him. 

Henry IV: As you may be aware - to whatever degree you are aware of the world outside your own - I will assume you are aware that the kingdom is at war with itself. Matters as grave as these require leadership committed to their resolution and you - of this I am sure - can not provide that commitment. Thomas, however, can. He is soft, but he is eager and he will lead my army against the newly treasonous Percy Hotspur. 

Hal looks at Thomas who has trouble meeting Hal’s eyes. 

Henty IV: I will assume this news comes to you as neither a surprise nor disappointment. I do however see it as my duty as King and as a father to say it to you directly. 

Hal walks to Thomas dragging along Y/n. 

Thomas raises his head and holds Hal’s eyes. 

Hal: How do you feel, brother? 

Thomas: Strong. 

Hal: When do you fight? 

Thomas: I set off tomorrow. We fight by week’s end. 

Hal: You need not fight. These feuds need not be yours. 

Hal takes Thomas’s face in his hand. Thomas leans his head away and tries to stare at Hal. He is young and afraid. 

Henry IV: I have said what you were summonsed to hear. Leave us now. 

Hal turns to his father, one last cold look, then leaves. Take his wife along with him.

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The Trancy Triples as older brothers with a human girl.

(Pretend Hannah’s you! Not proof read)

You were the young master’s cousin coming from the city when you first meet them. They we assigned to follow and assist you as you made your way about the manor. Alois is was loud selfish boy and hard to live with and you found comfort and their presence. Even more when Alois was having one of his fits and you stood in the corner with them and even joined in on the whispering the much enjoyed.

Claude stared at you through his lashes and you shiver and quickly turned around and walked away from them. You had come down from breakfast when you said blood on the floor and a Miss Hannah missing an eye. You rushed down and as one of the boys picked her off the floor and the others cleaned the floor. You brushed her hair away and ripped small piece of your skirt and wrapped it around her eyes.

“Oh dear cousin! Have you come down for breakfast?” Alois asked while Claude cleaned his to fingers. You looked as the red blood staining on your make shift eye patch and sigh. “I’m not hungry”

After that you did your best to avoid Alois and Claude by all means. The boys started bring dinner to your room and even staying in there while you ate. That turned into playing games while gossiping about Claude. The did your hair and you let them play with your makeup while using you as a canvas. She laughed on the bed together and Alois hated it.

One day you were in the garden when you saw the boys picking flowers for Alois’s latest waste of time, a butterfly. “What hideous flowers” you said coming up behind them. “Roses, so overused. No special value anymore” you said. She turned around the garden and clapped your hands together. You came back with Marigolds and placed them and the triplets hair. “Much better. For my favorite brothers.” She said while their arms formed a protective shield around you. “My big brothers.” You said. Their little sister, their harmless innocent little sister.

Suddenly their eyes glowed pink. No one while ever touch their perfect loving little sister. They’d loose hands to touch them with.

You stood and they did with you before lifting their arms and letting you out. The boys nodded to each other before turning to you. “Goodbye little sister.” They said as you waved. “Bye big brothers!”

After that everything changed. You started finding gifts all over your room. You started acting like the triplets two.

“The master clearly mental.” Said timber

“Why does he insist we speak up.” Saids Canterbury

“It’s foolish.” Saids Thompson

“Utterly ridiculous” she said

So in sync.

You started matching your dress with their brown and black vests. You put plum purple ribbons in your hair to match them. Alois didn’t like that more.

He threw to the floor and she screamed. “I’m your family! Not those useless three.” You cried for hours on the floor just like that while the boys stood in the corner their hands in fists

That..BRAT. THEIR FUCKING LITTLE SIDTER?! THEY OUTTA KILL HIM AND GIVE YOU HIS HEAD AS A GIFT!

They carried you of to your room and started to back your bags.

“Brother what are you doing?” You whispered into the night as Timber dug through your closet for some reasonable clothes. “We’re talking you away. We’ll all live together. No more of this” He said and he siloed her feet into steel toed boots.

You smiled. “A cottage in the woods. With a garden.” You said smiled and the smiled back. “What ever are little sister wants. She’s two cute to refuse.” They said. Thompson cracked open the window when I knock sounded at the door. It was Hannah.

“Where are you four doing?”

“We’re leaving.” Said Canterbury

“We are not contractually obligated to by here and our sister needs to leave.”

“She’s not your sister Canter. She’s a human.”

She boys glared at Hannah with sighs disgust which was shocking considering how much love they showed to her.

“ yn your cousin loves you. Dont waste that.”

She shook her hand. “Don’t lie Hannah. He only loves himself.”

Hannah scoffed and turned out the door. Timber lifted you up in his arms and you all ran into the cold bitter night. But it was warm and sweet for your beloved brothers were there to hold you.

“Thank you brothers.”

“Anything for you our little Marigold. There’s not line i would not cross” said Timber.

“No sea I wouldn’t swim.” Said Thompson

“Not a single land I wouldn’t conquer.” Said Canterbury

“For our little Goldie.” The said In unison.

(I hope you liked this story!)

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MARGATE

We decided to head over to somewhere new for our anniversary weekend this year and so we did, right up to Margate. A little coastal town in the heart of Canterbury. It had its charm and coziness and though mostly enjoyed during the warmer season, I thought a visit in winter was perfect. I could imagine the town being way too busy during the summer that the experience may not be the same.

We stayed at Margate House Hotel - a small boutique hotel, located in a residential hub of the town. Hotel was a cozy space that had a beautiful modern English interior. We got to enjoy our breakfast in bed the next day which made the experience even better (I just love these things).

I was also so impressed with the culinary scene in Margate - there were a lot of cuisine options to choose from and independent local restaurants with passionate stories to share.

Places we tried:

Forts - A neighbourhood brunch and coffee spot and both hit the spot. We shared a sandwich and a salad and I remember the portions were very generous.

Angela's - Absolutely loved Angela's. A small seafood restaurant in the city centre serving local seafood delicacy from its simple, straight to the point menu. Each dish was an experience and we didn't want this dinner to end. Even their roast potatoes were crisped to perfection.

Fort Road Hotel - Another cozy hotel with town's ocean view. We had our eyes set on coming here post dinner for a little down time and we sure did. We shared a burnt lemon meringue pie for dessert and we took our time to enjoy this by the fire place.

The Dalby Cafe - A breakfast diner spot we stumbled upon after checking out from the hotel. A simple diner menu with big breakfast and burger options to choose from.

Oast Coffee - Came here for a coffee to go and just enjoyed watching the locals do what they do while we were waiting for our drinks.

Peter's Fish & Chips - A Fish & Chips spot in the middle of the town. The perfect ending to the trip!

Because we went in the midst of winter, I just think of Margate being all cute and cozy. I know it is popular over the summer and crowd would come from everywhere to enjoy the summer breeze and fun but I do hear that because of that places and hotels get booked up really fast!

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The Canterbury Astrolabe Quadrant, the only one of its kind known to definitely have been made in England; discovered in an archaeological dig under a bed and breakfast in 2005. Dated to 1388 and displayed in the British Museum

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Friday 13 June 1834

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10 25

a kiss last night fine morning F61° at 8 ¼  - breakfast at 9 ¼ to 10 ¼ - out at 11 ¼ -  ½ hour at the cathedral – all new-done-up white and clean – crypt not to be seen  full of stone from France for the new west tower - the cathedral all built of stone from Caen in Normandy - the tombs of Edward the blue prince and Henry iv government sometime ago promised to repair, as all the private tombs are undergoing repair by subscription - the choir looks  light and white and cold, the old oak wainscoting and tabernacle work being all taken away and merely the stone work screen (small Gothic arches glazed) remaining - the old altar screen is also removed and replaced by a stone one of the handsome Gothic work, but unfortunately not straight-topped and consequently looking ill and out of keeping with all around - it rises in steps from the ends to the centre, and is a sad disgrace to the taste of Mr Austin (I think the man said) the architect - all strangers observe and abuse it, and everybody sees the error now it is too late -  sauntered about the city - then to the John Dean walk, or Dunge Hill, or mound or tumulus thrown up by the Danes, just within the old fortification wall of the city - there is now a winding quickwood-fenced-off walk winding to the top (480 ft high) of the tumulus on which is erected a column commemorating Mr ........ under whose mayoralty and chiefly at whose expense the walks seem to have been laid out, and recording that they are now made over to the public the corporation having allotted £60 per annum to keep them  up - they cover about 6 acres - the walk shaded with limes is  1130ft. long and 13ft. broad - the terrace is 1840ft. long by 12 wide  - Canterbury is a nice clean looking town with good shops and the Fountain is an excellent Inn - sauntered to the remain of the old castle - merely part of the dungeon keep reaming now a coal-magazine - home at 1 10 – tired –somehow I do not get up my strength – lay on the sofa till off from Canterbury at 2 5 and alighted at the Ship Inn Dover (now Worthington who succeeded Charles Wright about 4 months ago) at 4 ¼ - dressed or rather washed hands etc wrote the above of today – rain more or less almost all the way from Canterbury and rainy afternoon and evening - dinner at 6 ¼ in an hour - wrote and sent at 9  3 pages to my aunt Shibden – account of our arrival - Sarah to bottle the cowslip wine immediately -  Miss W- will write to her aunt from Paris - no letters to be sent to her but those from her sister or from Washington and none to me but from W- or Mr Parker, all Miss W-s’ too, to be directed to me at no. 27 rue Saint V- till I give my aunt another address -  M. Audoin will forward the letters from rue Saint V- will write to my aunt as soon as we have fixed the day for leaving Paris and can give her another address - tea at 9 in ½ hour - then went to bed – fine day till after 2pm afterwards rainy, more or less, afternoon and evening – F65° now at 10 pm

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Just because Charles is home safe, doesn't mean this series is over😉😁

Super quick recap: While Galeforce's plan kicks into high gear, Henry further chips away at Charles, seemingly becoming succesful in coveting the pilot. Despite his efforts, Charles manages to escape, with help from Galeforce and a hair's width successful plan.

For much more context, and seeing that glorious action, escape scene that was so expertly written it deserved an Oscar (sarcasim), be sure the check the links provided:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4 & extention/revision

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

With all that said and done, let's go check on Charles!!

We find our friend sleeping on a really bed for the first time in forever, resting on his side, the one where he got grazed not the one with broken ribs and gash.

We can finally tell it's morning, too, because the sun is up, the birds are singing, and there's the rustling of trees outside as well.

Just as he starts to get a little fitful, hand reaches out to ruffle Charles's hair. He doesn't know who it is, exactly, but when he thinks he sees Henry, he wakes up INSTANTLY out of sheer panic, jolting off his side to sit up and back away as much as he can.

SYKE!

It's just Galeforce, who sits in a chair and holds up his hands. "Easy, son. Just me. You're alright."

Charles looks around and realizes where they are:

A log cabin in the woods(and not the murder-y kind either) that's cozy AF and is close to a river. There are glass windows, but they're not huge, everything has a very woods-punk to it, like antler lamps a few tapestries, and other stuff like that.

"Where are we?"

"Out of the city. It's better you stay low for a little while, until we know you're safe."

Charles relaxes and rubs his ear, which is bandaged; he has his ear muffs, but they're resting on the bedside table.

"How... How long was I out for?"

"Since we got you out. About two days. Here," Galeforce says as he passes a plate to Charles, as well as some ADD medicine(Turns out Galeforce is a good dad and stays up to date on what Charles needs.)"You look like you could use these."

Charles smiles and accepts his plate, eggs, sausage, and bacon(PROTEIN GAINS!!), and the medicine. "Thanks."

Charles indeed starts eating, and takes his meds, and it gives Galeforce a clear view of Charles's arms, wrists, and other injuries(he's wearing a thin-ish t-shirt), including some burns on his wrists from where he was electrocuted.

He also sees Charles tense up and freeze as he cuts up some eggs. It's only for a second, but Galeforce still catches it.

"Charelie, what'd they do to you?"

Charles is silent for a second before continuing to eat some breakfast. "A lot," he replies under his breath after eating.

"I'm sorry, General."

Galeforce gives Charles a confused look before Charles continues.

"He got the sapphire and the Captain got injured. And-"

Galeforce sets a hand on Charles's shoulder, now giving him a small smile.

"Canterbury's fine, just like everyone else. The sapphire's far away from here. Shipped it off a month ago. Trust me, Henry would have to be out of his mind to try getting it back."

Charles is so surprised to hear this, exhaling shakily, tears in his eyes.

Galeforce's smile remains as he pulls Charles close until the two are hugging, Charles semi-relaxing in the contact.

But there's still one thing on Charles's mind.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

The two pull away, that smile on Galeforce's face now replaced with confusion. "Tell you what?"

Charles has a quick moment of, 'Do I really wnat to do this?' before remembering Henry's smug face and clenching a fist.

"My parents. Why didn't you tell me about them?"

Galeforce pulls Charles close again, but they don't hug this time.

"They didn't get a chance to. Never said I could either," Galeforce explains. "Regardless, Charlie, they loved you more than they loved each other. Hell, they loved you more than me."

Charles stares at Galeforce with wide eyes, on the virge of tears.

"Trust me, son. I would've told you, even if they didn't want me to."

"When?"

Galeforce shrugs and gives a slight chuckle. "Whenever you asked. For the youngest pilot, you're a little..."

Galeforce trails off and gives a 50/50 sigm with his hand, which Charles straightens at.

"Hey!" Charles half-laughs.

Galefirce laughs with him before sighing. "Regardless, once all this is over, I'll tell you whatever you want to know, alright?"

The two hug again for real this time, Galeforce glad to have his son home and Charles glad to be home, relaxing fully now that he's back.

Well, at least until we cut to the orbital station.

Henry is still pissed at the fact that not only did they get duped, but now Charles is somewhere back on Earth.

He knows Charles probably isn't at his house, because Henry has the file that shows his address, at the base, or at The Wall, considering what happened at both locations.

He contemplates it all while holding the bottle of pills he'd taken from Charles so long ago before shouting and throwing the bottle at the cork board.

Oh, yeah, and the file was updated in 2017, and it's 2020 now, in our time-line.

So, yeah, Henry's a little pissed off at the moment, and the glass sapphire prank from the government did not make it any better.

Regardless, Henry groans and plops down in his chair, running a hand through his hair.

He reads through Charles's file again, this time looking for Charles's phone number again, trying to find a way to contact Charles again, find and bring him back by whatever means necessary.

Best way to do that is by going to Charles's home address, but that might be a trap, maybe go to the base, but, again, it might be a trap, so now Henry's caught in a spiral.

He rests his head against his arms, groaning again.

Doesn't know how(yet), but he's going to find Charles.

That's when he gets an idea and remembers a gold mine that just finished mining and putting away some gold.

BACK TO CHARLES!

It's been a couple days now and he's having a lovely time at the cabin, sitting on the porch, which has a top on it to block the sun, and drinking some tea, enjoying the wind, water, sun, and everything he's missed while captuve in the orbital station.

That's when he hears something and races inside, pulling his tea in, as well.

Charles ducks behind the island counter and grabs for a gun under the table, sneaking toward the door and hiding behind the wall.

The door opens and someone walks in, loudly, at first, before slowing down, creeping as well, with two other footsteps following.

Charles swings out, ready to shoot, but is glomped by Calvin and Konrad, who could not care less he was about to shoot them.

"Charles! You're back!"

"We thought you died!"

"He didn't die. Don't be stupid," Calvin snarks at Konrad.

"I know he didn't, but you never know!"

"Alright, you two," Rupert sighs. "Let him breathe for a second."

The twins reluctantly let Charles go and Charles sets his gun down as his gaze good to Rupert, who smirks and holds his arms open.

"What? Forgot your best friend?"

Charles gasps as his eyes widen.

From his perspective Rupert turns into Henry, who lowers his arms to extend a hand to Charles.

Charles backs away from him, muttering, "No. Not here. How did you get here?"

"Charles?"

Calvin puts a hand on Charles's shoulder and Charles jumps out of his skin, snapping back into reality.

Both twins look very confused, but Rupert's confusion turns into solemn understanding and then to barely contained anger.

"They really messed you up out there, didn't they?"

Charles tries to form words, stammering as he turns to the twins and Rupert, but Rupert holds his shoulders.

"Don't worry. You're staying on Earth, from now on."

Charles gulps and nods. "Yeah." That's when Charles takes a look at the twins and Rupert. "What... are you guys doing here, anyway?"

Calvin and Konrad exchange a small smile and pull Charles inside by the hand, not the wrist because Galeforce gave them a heads up.

"Day off! We're babysitting you, for a little while."

Before Charles can fully protest, Rupert cheekily ruffles his hair.

"General's orders, Charlie. Besides, you need to tell us how you got this place, because we got lost the times looking for it."

All three stop their toying around when Charles's shoulders start shaking and his breathing becomes uneven.

"Charles?"

Charles looks up at all three of them, smiling as he cries. "S-sorry. I guess... I really missed you guys."

The twins smile back and Rupert sl8ngs an arm over Charles's shoulders.

"Dammit, don't get me crying, too."

All four walk further inside, Charles going back to lock the door.

That's when he notices the pocket of his coat, the one he'd been captured in, and digs inside it, blood going frigid at what he finds.

There are a bunch of pictures held together by a paperclip, all that are from a security camera in Charles's cell, one of a few. There's a few of Charles sleeping in his restraints, some of him sitting on the floor and staring out the window, some of him right when he's been punched and kicked, electrocuted, wearing the suit from dinner, and, most horrifying, Henry holding and kissing him, even posing with Charles while he's asleep gagged with the duct tape.

Charles's hands tremble as he flips through them, completely unable to breathe.

When did he take these!?

"Yo! Charlie! You coming or what!?" Konrad calls.

Charles quickly hides the pictures away in his pants pocket and rejoins them, pale and trying to hold it together.

Thankfully, Rupert is the one who notices first.

"You alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Charles shakes his head and nods. "Yeah, I... I'm fine."

Silly, Charles. Rupert can tell when he's lying, but won't push him; goodness knows Eupert and the twins have done that enough.

"Relax," Calvin says. "They're not goning to come here. Heard there was a raid going on at some mine a state over."

"Yeah, and if we had a hard time coming here, the toppats might, too," Konrad says as he tries to figure out the coffee machine.

I can think of a few things, Charles thinks as he helps out Konrad.

Good thing Charles is this on edge because we cut to Charles's house as the door opens, the lock having been picked open.

Henry walks inside, alone, and quickly takes his shoes off to hide any evidence he was inside as he looks around.

He moves very carefully, noting how everything is decently organized, not meticulous, but everything is where it should be.

Henry smirks at all of it, but spots the plants Charles has around, both wire and real, said real ones being a little droopy and sad.

He quickly picks up a small pitcher and gives the plants a drink, because he's a nice friend(NOT!!!).

He then continues exploring, checking out the bathroom, the laundry room, and even Charles's room, which he's much more 'thorough' with.

And by thorough, I mean he inspects the bed, the closet and all that freaky stalker stuff that just screams, "WE'RE NOT DEALING WITH GOOD GUY HENRY! THAT'S FOR NEXT TIME!"

Regardless, Henry lies down on Charles's bed, enjoying the scent of Charles(because it's freaky) when a phone rings, one of those wall house phones that connects to everything amd Henry immediately gets up to check it out.

Turns out someone's calling to check on Charles, who is not home at the moment.

Thinking quickly, Henry pickup the phone and punches in a number.

We return to Charles as he sits carefully on the couch with Rupert and the twins as they watch a comedy.

The phone rings and Charles jumps to answer it. "Hello?"

When there's no response, Charles gulps.

"Who is this?"

"Nice to hear from you, Charles. Miss me?"

Charles is dead silent as his eyes go wide as saucers.

He's desperately hoping that what he's hearing is just his mind playing tricks on him, maybe just his mind attacking him while he's listening to someone else, but Henry clears that right up:

"Charles? Can you hear me? Did you gwt the pictures I sent you?"

Charles instantly hangs up the phone, turns it off, and backs away, falling down as it very quickly becomes hard to breathe and he starts hyperventilating.

Thank goodness the twins and Rupert hear this and rush over to him.

"Charles? Hey, take a breath. You're alright," Calvin tries not to yell.

Charles pushes them back and pushes himself against a cabinet that's close to the floor, curling into himself as he holds onto his hair.

"I can't. No. No, no, no, no, no, I can't! I can't go back there! I can't! I can't! I can't! I can't!"

"What do you mean?" Rupert asks. "What's wrong?"

Charles takes a breath and gulps before speaking again. "He knows. He-he knows I'm here! He's going to take me back! He-he'll bring me back, I know he will!" Charles holds his head against his knees and groans loudly. "Why didn't I just shoot him!? I should've shot him, then none of this would've happened! Why didn't I just-"

Rupert holds Charles's shoulders and lightly taps on his shoulders to get his attention. "Charles? Hey, come on, look at me."

Charles's breath hitches before he turns his gaze to Rupert, and gives him a clear view of just how messed up Charles really is after this whole ordeal.

Calvin and Konrad, however, figure out what's up.

"Henry's here? Like, on Earth? Right now?"

Charles nods.

"But isn't the clan heading for the gold mine? That's where... we're waiting for them."

Charles's eyes dart from the twins to Rupert.

"He knows," Charles murmurs to himself. "He knows where-"

"Easy," Rupert says. "You're not going to be alone this time."

Charles nods again and Rupert helps him to his feet.

Charles, however, is wearing his thinking cap.

If Henry wants Charles, so be it.

CUT TO THE MINE!

The Toppats are on their way to get themselves some gold, led by Ellie, but are ambushed by the Government, and a very proud Galeforce.

"Evening, Ellie."

Ellie groans and holds her hands up, gesturing for the rest to do the same.

"You've got us, General. Well done. You arrested a small group of the Toppat Clan."

There's something very off about Ellie's words, and Galeforce catches it instantly, even as Ellie is put in cuffs and pulled away.

"Funny how Henry isn't here. Wonder where he went?" Ellie calls as she's hauled away.

Galeforce watches the Toppat members get put in a truck that is going to be sent to The Wall.

That's when it clicks, and we cut back to Charles, who's tense and trying to sit still until he stands up.

"Where you going?" Rupert asks, ever the lovely best friend.

"Just getting some water, don't worry," Charles replies with a smile.

Rupert eyes him before turnung back to the movie they're watching.

Charles takes this opportunity to pick up his phone and walk outside, dialing the number Henry used to call him with; the creep is probably still at his house.

Good thing I bring up Henry, because he is indeed resting on the couch as the phone rings.

He gets up and answers the phone, smirking at seeing Charles's number.

"You called?"

Charles gulps and clears his throat.

"What... Where do you want to meet?"

Henry's smirk widens. "I knew you missed me."

[grandslcms]

basic information

full name: persephone claire luna simmons.

nickname(s): luna, seph.

age: twenty five.

date of birth: september 9, 1996.

hometown: canterbury, england.

current location: new york city.

ethnicity: japanese, chinese, korean (mother), scottish, russian, blackfoot native american (father).

nationality: british (english).

gender: cis woman.

pronouns: she/her.

orientation: homosexual.

relationship status: single.

religion: none. she was raised catholic technically, but her family never attended church or cared much for religion.

political affiliation: she can’t vote in the us, so doesn’t pretend to know much about politics.

occupation: professional tennis player.

dream job/aspirations: she currently has her dream job! her aspiration is to win the us open.

living arrangements: lives in a studio apartment in hell’s kitchen, but is currently looking to move due to issues with her landlord.

language(s) spoken: english.

accent: received pronunciation (british).

physical appearance

face claim: fivel stewart.

hair colour: dark brown.

eye colour: dark brown.

height: 5′4.

tattoos: none.

piercings: just her ear lobes.

clothing style: usually you will just find her in athletic clothes, since she hates restrictive clothing and also receives tons of sports kit as PR from various brands. outside of that she keeps it casual, but fashionable. usually some kind of button down shirt and coloured trousers. she tries to avoid jeans as much as possible.

usual expression: wide eyed and kinda soft, like she can’t quite believe her life is real sometimes. it makes her look naïve. this gifset is very luna.

health

physical ailments: none.

neurological conditions: none.

allergies: none.

sleeping habits: 6-8 hours almost every night. her training schedule is strict and it includes getting the right amount of sleep.

eating habits: usually skips breakfast in favour of fifteen extra minutes in bed, despite how often she regrets it once she’s at the gym in the morning. all of her other meals are planned out by a nutritionist, so she simply follows whatever she’s been told to eat that week.

exercise habits: she exercises every day, due to her job. it often involves an hour or so of training in the gym, followed by 3-4 hours on the court. this varies depending on the season and whether or not she’s playing a lot of matches, but on average it’s around five hours of training a day.

emotional stability: averages out at around a 7 i’d say? keeping such a strict daily routine gives her a lot of stability, even if her personal life is a mess sometimes, so she’s able to keep herself together.

sociability: very social and loves being around people. she does appreciate time to herself though, since most aspects of her life are controlled by her training regimen or are watched by the public.

body temperature: fairly even, but she is still not used to more extreme weather like snow and the summer heat.

addictions: none.

drug use: none, she is regularly drug tested at work.

alcohol use: none, she has been sober for three years now.

personality

label: the clean slate.

positive traits: loyal, affable.

negative traits: insecure, secretive.

goals/desires: to win the us open, to win an olympic gold, to love and to be loved.

fears: being alone, her parents forcing her to give up her life and move back home.

hobbies: baking, cycling, dancing, karaoke. anything active she’ll at least try and usually love.

habits: bites her fingernails when stressed.

favourites

weather: early spring, when the air is still cold but feels fresh and new.

colour: green.

music: alternative/indie. like hozier, folkmore/evermore, mumford and sons.

movies: cheesy rom-coms.

sport: tennis, obviously.

beverage: iced brown sugar latte with oat milk.

food: fresh strawberries.

animal: red pandas.

family

father: william simmons, sixty two, lawyer.

mother: phillipa simmons (née hunterson), fifty eight, lawyer.

sibling(s): oliver simmons, twenty seven, medical resident.

children: none.

pet(s): none yet, but she is hoping to get a dog once she moves.

family’s financial status: her parents are incredibly well off, but it is all new money. as such they are constantly trying to cement themselves into upper class society by parading around as many parties as possible.

extra

zodiac sign: libra.

mbti: esfj – the consul.

enneagram: type three – the helper.

temperament: phlegmatic.

hogwarts house: gryffindor.

moral alignment: chaotic good.

primary vice: pride.

primary virtue: charity.

element: earth.

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‘SHIT MY FRIENDS HAVE SAID’ STARTERS (TWO!)

‘ dinner is in four minutes. do not start playing call of duty: war zone. ’ ‘ if your hot tub allows three to four people to sit in it while six feet apart, i’m getting out the fucking guillotine. ’ ‘ shut up, you know i can’t type without drinking two screwdrivers! ’ ‘ sorry, i’m just instinctively compelled to bully you. ’ ‘ is it too much to ask to not be bullied on best friends’ day? by my own best friends? ’ ‘ you know what’s better than lore? vore. ’ ‘ i think i did accept jesus as my lord and savior when i was seven, but i was peer pressured, so... ’ ‘ you keep nagging me to drink water, and honestly? homophobic. ’ ‘ weather update: i am out of bed. ’ ‘ had a weird yeehaw moment where i thought “people should shuck corn. builds character. ’ ‘ actually, the temple of the jedi order was granted irs tax exemption in texas in 2015. ’ ‘ kiss, kiss... kill a guy... ’ ‘ you don’t know about breakfast pizza? what the fuck do you eat at gas stations when you’re hanging out with your dad? ’ ‘ yeah, don’t you know soy boys have been cucked into fearing boobs? ’ ‘ who needs family when you have minecraft? ’ ‘ neutral milk hotel is the most honest band, because their name is how they sound. ’ ‘ please do not fuck the earth. that’s bp’s job. ’ ‘ “fantasizing about himbos is predatory” not if you become a bimbo, it isn’t! ’ ‘ i fucking hate the canterbury tales. “chanticleer” shut the fuck up. ’ ‘ oh! eat soup in the shower so that you never run out of soup. ’ ‘ i can hear you sighing from here. ’ ‘ play minesweeper AND grate sharp cheddar in the body of your computer: call that a food processor. ’ ‘ depression make clown nose go honk. ’ ‘ he’s a rat, i hate him... i want to kiss him on the mouth. ’ ‘ wait. boats don’t choo choo. ’ ‘ i hear, but i do not comprehend. ’ ‘ the mortifying ordeal of being a fool. ’ ‘ it’s all soup at this point! ’

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[Travel Itinerary] BTS Bon Voyage in New Zealand

BTS recently traveled around New Zealand in their recent season of Bon Voyage.  The following Itinerary is what I could guess from watching the episodes/behind cams.

OVERALL

Christchurch

Castle Hill

Tekapo

Kinloch

Queenstown

ITINERARY

D1 (Christchurch > Castle Hill)

Fly (Seoul > Singapore > Christchurch)

Jin flys separately (Seoul > Auckland > Christchurch)

Rent camper @ Britz

Lunch @ Speight's Ale House

Address: 2 Troup Drive, Riccarton, Christchurch 8011, New Zealand

Shopping Hiking store @ Kathamandu

Address: Tower Junction Mega Centre Blenheim Road, Foster Street, Riccarton, Christchurch 8011, New Zealand

Korean store @ Kosco

Address: 227 Blenheim Road, Riccarton, Christchurch 8041, New Zealand

?also maybe went to the alcohol store in this shopping mall?

Drive

Cafe stop with sheep @ Highway Cafe

Address: 5695 West Coast Road, Springfield 7681, New Zealand

Drive

Stop @ Lake Lyndon

Address: Castle Hill 7580, New Zealand

Sleep @ Porters Lodge

Address: Porters Ski Area Access Road State Highway 73, Castle Hill 7580, New Zealand

about $57 a night per person

D2 (Castle Hill  > Geraldine > Fairlie > Tekapo )

JK hikes to get snow

Jimin small hike

Group hike up the trail

Breakfast @ Porter's Lodge

Address: Porters Ski Area Access Road State Highway 73, Castle Hill 7580, New Zealand

Drive

Gas Station @ Z Petrol (Jhope left behind)

Address: Cnr Waihi Terrace &, Pine Street, Geraldine 7930, New Zealand

Gift Shop  @ Kiwi Country (Jhope left behind)

Address: 38 Waihi Terrace, Geraldine 8751, New Zealand

Drive

Lunch @ Farm Barn Cafe

Address: 4 Mount Michael Road, R D 17, Fairlie 7987, New Zealand

Drive

Grocery shopping @ Foursquare

Address: State Highway 8 22 Rapuwai Lane Tekapo-Twizel Road, Lake Tekapo 7999, New Zealand

Playground @ Foursquare

Address: 5 Lakeside Drive, Lake Tekapo 7999, New Zealand

Drive

Lake Tepako lookout

Address: 2F67+JJ Lake Tekapo, Canterbury, New Zealand

Lake Tepako Astro Cafe

Address: Godley Peaks Road, Lake Tekapo 7945, New Zealand

(they were hanging out here before they did the Observatory)

Look at stars @ Mt John Observatory

Address: 2F77+VM Lake Tekapo, Canterbury, New Zealand

Drive

Campground cabin on the lake 

Address: 2 Lakeside Drive, Lake Tekapo 7999, New Zealand

about $70 a night

Dinner @ Cabin

Look at moon

D3 (Tekapo > Ben Ohau > Mt Cook > ??? )

Leave by 8:00am

Food shopping @ Four Square Lake Tekapo

      -Address: State Highway 8 22 Rapuwai Lane Tekapo-Twizel Road, Lake Tekapo 7999, New Zealand

Playground @ Foursquare

Address: 5 Lakeside Drive, Lake Tekapo 7999, New Zealand

Drive

Address: 5098 Tekapo-Twizel Road, Ben Ohau 7999, New Zealand

Drive

Hike Mt Cook @ Hooker Valley Track

Address: Hooker Valley Track, Mt Cook National Park 7999, New Zealand

3 Hour hike with 3 bridges and lake

Camping @ special site

Address: ???

Set up tent @ campsite

Address: ???

Dinner @ campsite

Address: ???

(Supposed to stargaze but fell asleep )

D4 (??? > Omarama > Gibbston > Queenstown > Kinloch)

Wake up by 7:00am

Pack up

Drive

Go to spa @ Hot Tubs Omarama

Address: 29 Omarama Ave, Main Omarama Twizel Highway, Omarama 9448, New Zealand

Lunch @ Hot Tubs Omarama

(it sounds like they did the hot tub and also did the sauna/spa part after and it wasn't shown)

Drive

Bungee jumping @ Nevis Swing

Address: 3170950, Gibbston 9371, New Zealand

Drive

Food Shopping @ Countdown Queenstown

Address: 30 Grant Road, Frankton, Queenstown 9371, New Zealand

Korean store and clothes store

Address:

Drive

Camping @ Kinloch Camping Site

Address: 876 Kinloch Road, Kinloch 9372, New Zealand

Dinner and Mulled Wine @ Kinloch Camping Site

Clean up at midnight and sleep

D5 (Kinloch > Glenorchy > Queenstown area > Queenstown)

Clean up

Address: 876 Kinloch Road, Kinloch 9372, New Zealand

Drive

Helicopter @ Glacier Southern Lakes Helicopters

Address: 35 Lucas Place, Frankton, Queenstown 9348, New Zealand

(BTS met the helicopter on a field but the company usually has you meet at their Queenstown location and then they bus you to the helicopter and back)

Flight 107: Land at lake and land at snow

Picnic Lunch @ Glenorchy Wharf

Address: 4 Islay Street, Glenorchy 9372, New Zealand

Split up for activities

(V/Jimin)Horseback riding @ Dart Stables

Address: 59X9+W7 Glenorchy, Otago, New Zealand

(Jin/JK/Suga/ JHope) Fishing @ Lake Wakatipu

Address: Queenstown Fishing, Sugar Lane, Frankton, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

(RM) Working @ Kinloch Camping Site

Address: 876 Kinloch Road, Kinloch 9372, New Zealand

Drive

Settle into Queenstown House @ The Views by Touch of Spice

Address: 3 Whitbourn Place, Fernhill, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

$1200 a night

Dinner @ The Views by Touch of Spice

Address: 3 Whitbourn Place, Fernhill, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

Play Uno @ The Views by Touch of Spice

Address: 3 Whitbourn Place, Fernhill, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

D6 (Queenstown)

(V) Wake up punishment @ The Views by Touch of Spice

Address: 3 Whitbourn Place, Fernhill, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

Get ready and Clean up @ The Views by Touch of Spice

Address: 3 Whitbourn Place, Fernhill, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

Drive

Skyline Gondola

Address: 53 Brecon Street, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

(they showed them getting on this but not the ride)

Ski lift to luge

Address: XJFW+MX Queenstown, Otago, New Zealand

Luge

Address: XJFW+MX Queenstown, Otago, New Zealand

they did the Scenic and Advanced tracks

Drive

Lunch @ The Views by Touch of Spice

Address: 3 Whitbourn Place, Fernhill, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

Split up for activities

(V) Art Gallery @ Ivan Clarke Gallery

Address: 39 Camp Street, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

(V) relax under tree @ Park next to KFC

Address: 27 Camp Street, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

(Jimin/JHope/RM) Biking to Cafe @ The Boatshed

Address: 9300/847 Frankton Road, Frankton, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

40min bike ride to The Boatshed from their house

(Jin/Suga/JK) Fishing  @

Address:  ??

(Jin/Suga/JK) Fishing Take 2 @

Address:  ??

(Jimin/JHope/RM) facetime @ park

Address: Lake Wakatipu Ride, Frankton, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

(exact address is 45°01'13.6"S 168°43'43.5"E )

about a 1-hour ride from their house

(V) walks around Queenstown

(V) eats a burger  @ McDonald's

Address: O'Connells Shopping Centre, 23 Camp Street, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

(V) goes to store with fur bed @ Remarkable Gifts

Address: Shop 4/13 Camp Street, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

(V) goes home and learns UNO

Address: 3 Whitbourn Place, Fernhill, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

(Jimin/JHope/RM) food shopping @ FreshChoice Queenstown

Address: 64 Gorge Road, Queenstown 9300, New Zealand

(sidenote I’m still confused how they got all the groceries back cause they biked. I'm guessing the cars picked them up from their bike ride.)

Everyone meets at home and cooks and has dinner and drinks

Play BTS UNO

outro interviews

Last Update: 7 Jan 2020

to be continued (ill finish updating it tomorrow sorry)

(the ones with ??? im working on pls be patient/if you know where it is DM me)

coming soon: Check out my BTS New Zealand Photo Spots post to find out where you can take the photos BTS did!

[timehasbeenbusy]

Canterbury - Dover

Friday 13 June 1834

7 55/..

10 25/..

A kiss last night fine morning Fahrenheit 61º at 8¼ - breakfast at 9¼ - 10¼ - Out at 11¼ - ½ h[ou]r at the cathedral – all new-done-up, white and clean – Crypt not to be seen full of stone from France for the new west tower – the cathedral all built of stone from Caen in Normandy – 

Source  en.wikipedia.org

The tombs of Edward the black prince and Henry lV the government some time ago promised to repair, as all the private tombs are undergoing repair by subscription - The choir looks light and white and cold, the old oak wainscotting and tabernacle work being all taken away, and merely the stone work screen (small gothic arches glazed) remaining – 

The old altar screen is also removed and replaced by a stone one of handsome gothic work, but unfortunately not straight-topped and consequently looking ill and out of keeping with all around – it rises in steps from the ends to the centre, and is a sad disgrace to the taste of Mr Austin (I think the man said), the architect – all strangers observe and abuse it; and everybody sees the error now it is too late – 

Sauntered about the City – then to the John Dean walk or Dunge hill, or mound or tumulus thrown up by the Danes, just within the old fortification wall of the city – there is now a winding quickwood fenced-off walk winding to the top (480ft high) of the tumulus on which is erected a column commemorating Mr……….. under whose mayoralty and chiefly at whose expense the walks seem to have been laid out, and recording that they are now made over to the public the corporation having alloted £60 per annum to keep them up – they cover about 6 acres – The walk (shaded with limes) is 1130ft long and 13 ft broad – the terrace is 1840 ft long by 12 wide -

Canterbury is a nice clean looking town, with good shops; and the Fountain is an excellent Inn – Sauntered to the remains of the old castle – merely part of the dungeon keep remaining, now a coal-magazine – 

Home at 1 10/.. – tired – somehow I do not get up the strength – lay on the sofa till off from Canterbury at 2 5/.. and alighted at the Ship Inn Dover (now Worthington, who succeeded Charles Wright about 4 months ago) 

Source  Dover-Kent.com

At 4¼ - dressed or rather washed hands etc wrote the above of today – rain more or less almost all the way from Canterbury and rainy afternoon and evening – Dinner at 6¼ in an hour –

Wrote and sent at 9  3 pages to my aunt Shibden – account of our arrival – Sarah to bottle the cowslip wine immediately - Miss Walker will write to her aunt from Paris – no letters to be sent to her but those from her sister or from Washington and none to me but from Washington or Mr Parker and all Miss Walker’s too to be directed to me at Nº 27 Rue St Victor – till I give my aunt another address – M Audoin will forward the letters from Rue St Victor - Will write to my aunt as soon as we have fixed the day for leaving Paris and can give her another address –

Tea at 9 in ½ hour – then went to bed – fine day till after 2 pm afterwards rainy, more or less, afternoon or evening – Fahrenheit 65º now at 10 pm –

WYAS Reference Number SH:7/ML/E/17/0043

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