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After finishing off the tamales, cake, and sodas Mercury was set to go. [color=0E32CF][b]”Yeah, alright let’s head out. I just hope they still have tickets available.“[/b][/color] He got up, and soon changed forms to match his passport photo. Even his clothes changed with him, all a part of the magic that was Mercury. He was now a 5’10” white man with a clean haircut, and wearing class geek clothing. [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/99/5b/28/995b289239b3c3cd16b1acecf526e489.jpg](one on the left)[/url] 

[color=0E32CF][b]”Age of the geek baby, age of the geek.“[/b][/color] He then grabbed his bag, and helped Eddie to stand up. [color=0E32CF][b]”We should take a cab there. I’ll pay for it. Seeing as I’d rather not get pulled over with a stolen vehicle. Especially in this area, as cops are fucking dirty as hell. Convenient when you’re murdering people, not so much when trying to flee.“[/b][/color] 

He got them down to street level, and walked a while before being able to hail a cab. They got to the airport a while later, and Mercury paid for it. Then looked to Eddie to get the tickets. As he didn’t really know where they were going to in America. So in the meanwhile bought some more snacks as he wanted to be able to maintain this form of his without losing himself in it. That’d happened once, and he’d woken up three months later as a drug runner for the mafia. God that took a long time to clean up.