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Danmark
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Kong Gustav XIII Lufthavn, Danmark, 11.37 pm
A trio of black-coated men waited a little outside the doors to the main entrance of the principal airport of Danmark. The presiding impression is that they seemed nervous and fidgety, variously either kicking grit with their shoes or nervously puffing on countless cigarettes. To all intents and purposes, most people viewed them with a little suspicion as they loitered about with no apparent purpose. Some even thought they looked like agents.
One of the men went inside the airport terminal to check the flight timetable only to emerge 5 minutes later, grinding his jaw and with dead-pan expression.
"Thank fuck, it's only going to be 20 minutes", the sole man reported back to his accomplices.
The Danish weather, often wet and miserable, had managed to delay flight KGD-2106 expected in direct from the Tiburan Empire.
One of the men rolled his eyes and struck up another cigarette and looked into the distance through the wall of drizzle, lit up by the flood-lit airport. They all wanted to be home yet still had a two-hour drive as part of their orders - that or not get paid.
Sometime later, the lights of a descending passenger jet could be clearly discerned through the orange-grey haze and a tannoy announced the arrival of the flight they had been waiting so long for.
A trio of black-coated men waited a little outside the doors to the main entrance of the principal airport of Danmark. The presiding impression is that they seemed nervous and fidgety, variously either kicking grit with their shoes or nervously puffing on countless cigarettes. To all intents and purposes, most people viewed them with a little suspicion as they loitered about with no apparent purpose. Some even thought they looked like agents.
One of the men went inside the airport terminal to check the flight timetable only to emerge 5 minutes later, grinding his jaw and with dead-pan expression.
"Thank fuck, it's only going to be 20 minutes", the sole man reported back to his accomplices.
The Danish weather, often wet and miserable, had managed to delay flight KGD-2106 expected in direct from the Tiburan Empire.
One of the men rolled his eyes and struck up another cigarette and looked into the distance through the wall of drizzle, lit up by the flood-lit airport. They all wanted to be home yet still had a two-hour drive as part of their orders - that or not get paid.
Sometime later, the lights of a descending passenger jet could be clearly discerned through the orange-grey haze and a tannoy announced the arrival of the flight they had been waiting so long for.