Bishop The Corgi
RP Corgi
Wham! Was the only sound that was made as Max fell backwards out of his chair. He coughed on the smoke that had just shot out of the weapon he was creating. "I give up! I'll finish this later." He said as he shifted the prototype back into a chess piece. Max walked out of his little workshop area and into the passenger section. He wiped the smoke off his face and quickly hurried into the cockpit. He shut the door just as his mother stood up. "Let me guess. Made it back right before I'm needed." He said taking the now dirty jacket off of himself. He sat down in his pilot and turned on the intercom. "Attention all passengers. We are now landing in New York. I recommend everyone stay on the plane when we land as we are dangerously close to what is left of Camp Half-Blood. So everyone buckle up. We're landing." He turned off the intercom and began to take the plane down.
Max set the plane down onto the runway smoothly and had the plane moved to the refueling station. He stood up and walked into the cabin and cleared his throat. "Ok, I was serious about everyone staying here. I have to go check on a few things, a satyr messages my mother that someone is here. And that they should be friendly... I would like it if I have someone with me cause I only have the name of the person, not the face." He paused "So who wants to go with me."
Max set the plane down onto the runway smoothly and had the plane moved to the refueling station. He stood up and walked into the cabin and cleared his throat. "Ok, I was serious about everyone staying here. I have to go check on a few things, a satyr messages my mother that someone is here. And that they should be friendly... I would like it if I have someone with me cause I only have the name of the person, not the face." He paused "So who wants to go with me."