A midnight, blue Land Rover eased to a halt in front of an electric gate, the security guard in the small, booth beside the electrified barrier pressed a button and the gates, slowly, swung open. Allowing the large car to pass through.
The car rolled on over to the runway, before stopping next to a private jet which was at a standstill.
The driver of the car climbed out, before getting out of the car and walking to the passenger door. He clasped the handle before suddenly the door was opened from the inside by an impatient young man adorned in a crisp, black suit, and black tinted sunglasses.
"We're not royalty, we're highly capable of opening a door." the man hissed before looking over his shoulder at his partner.
"We've got to go, we're behind schedule" he continued.
His partner nodded before climbing out of the car, but not before seizing a metal briefcase.
The only thing of importance on the briefcase, was the family crest which now belonged to one person.
Lee Sooman.
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"Kun! Ma man!" Mark yelled as he climbed out of the polished Rolls Royce.
"Shut up and get in" Kun snapped.
"Well...he's quite snappy. Almost like speaking to a crocodile." Jaehyun commented as he grabbed his and Taeyong's suitcase. The other man had already sprinted up to the private jet.
They had left Ten and Johnny back at the Lee family estate, tasked with personally ensuring all the artefacts got to their new homes in various museums across the globe. The two had wished them good luck and they hoped to see them once they got back.
"I'll go to park the car up in the empty aircraft hangar." Doyoung informed from the driver's seat.
Jaehyun nodded in acknowledgement before walking towards the jet in front of him.
When inside, he looked around at the interior, noticing the various bottles of alcohol adorning the tables. There were several plush seats and a small sign pointing to the lavatory which was concealed behind a brown wall. He looked to the right to see the cockpit, which was where Mark and Taeyong were crowded in, trying to program the navigational system to their destination.
"I can't believe you persuaded me to do this" Kun sighed in the pilot seat. Mark and Taeyong's Limbs flying in various directions. Almost earning Kun an elbow to the face.
Doyoung soon joined them before claiming a seat towards the back with the window view.
Taeyong had let Mark sit in the co-pilot seat, so that the younger could learn how to efficiently pilot a plane. Well, that's what he told everyone. Reality was that Kun told him to fuck off and threatened to crash the plane in the Himalayas.
Taeyong took a seat opposite to Jaehyun who had already took out the artefact files and a map. Already set on marking down different locations of where the chronometer may be.
"Shouldn't we be setting off now?" Mark said, voicing out everyone's thoughts.
There were no airplanes on the runway, no signs of rain nor bad weather. So, what was halting them from getting a move on.
"Sorry I'm late! God the traffic in the city is a fucking travesty!" A brunette said.
"I'm sorry but-who the fuck are you?" Doyoung exclaimed in confusion.
The slightly tanned male turned around before flashing them all the biggest smile one could receive. It was then that they found the human personification of the sun.
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Tomb Raider | Jaeyong
AçãoWhen Taeyong's dad died, Taeyong was raised by the household staff before following in his father's footsteps by becoming an archaeologist... Well to be exact a Tomb Raider. So, when he gets a call one day asking too head to the Jung family estate...
