Lord Evilington sat in an armchair, looking at a fireplace as he took a sip of his drink.
"My lord?"
LE didn't bother turning around, since he knew full well who it was.
"What is it George?"
He asked, swirling the drink a bit.
"Your replacement hat has arrived, my lord."
"Exellent, bring it in."
George made a slight bow.
"As you wish."
He exited the room, and came back with a tophat, of the brand "English fashion."
"This is very good, very good indeed."
LE said as he inspected the hat.
"If you'll excuse me my lord, I will retire for the night."
"Do so George."
He looked over at a nearby window, listening to the smatter of english rain.
It is good to be back home.
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Dio looked over at the mechs, using his visor binoculars to see them better. He sent a message to Four's ship.
"We've got incoming, flying mechs."