Finding the lost.....(For Indigo)

Mr Knight was thankful that he had studied Russian in-depth prior to the Tension tag tournament, he had a feeling that using it might be required. And Ryan was a man who loved to have all bases covered as best he could, and the only slight in this plan was that his right hand man John wasn't around to provide backup.

The paragon of Britain kept a watchful vigil, none of the tourists sites concerned Mr Knight. It was important reasons that brought the man to this country, and that was to track down a long lost family member of his girlfriend.

Once the coach stopped at the hotel Mr Knight would say "Right dear, let's get our luggage. Then we'll book into our room, I got us one of the best in the hotel. After all, only the best for my darling rabbit yes?"

After entering the hotel with his luggage Mr Knight would enter the reception, Anampo was following him and trusted the young man. After a brief exchange the paragon of Britain would lead the rabbit girl to their hotel room, on the top floor via the elevator.

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"Get yourself comfy love, I'll get our stuff unpacked." Ryan would say with a wink to Anampo. He figured it best to just keep the rabbit relaxed and happy, it was the duty of a British gentleman after all.

Anampo took many pictures of all the stops they took, trying to also enjoy her traveling and not just stress for the journey. She checks her bag every once in a while, looking at the rabbit ears. They didn't look like much...Why did they garter so much attention?

After they reached the endpoint, the hotel, Ryan checked them in and they went up to what Anampo saw as the most beautiful room she had seen. Much better that her own room back home. Which by the way, was a windmill

Ryan knew that if he was going to be doing a big task like this, then he might as well do it in style. So it made sense in the mind of Britain's paragon to book a hotel room like this, although Mr Knight didn't live like this back when he toured Asia with his family. No back then it was wrestling in street clothes and cheap motels, so here Ryan believed it was well earned.

The young man dragged the luggage bags into the middle of the room, and would then take off his suit coat and shirt. Exposing his highly toned chest, which was then followed by Ryan leaping onto the bed and kicking his shoes off.


"Ahhh! So comfy, Anampo come here my dear." he said as he lied down and motioned for the rabbit girl to join him. Finding Anampo's brother would be done, but still Mr Knight wanted to relax and have some fun with his girlfriend in the mean time.

Hopefully, Ryan didn't catch Anampo's many quick glances at his chest. She didn't like to admit that she liked to see it. She watches him plop down on the bed, and the so warmly invite yer to sit with him. Which, duh, of course she was going to do.

Anamp sat on the edge of the bed, and she then slowly layed down besides him. Looking up at the ceiling, after another glance, she sighs and smiles

Mr Knight reckoned that Anampo was looking at his chest, after all that was the point of him removing his shirt. He was intending on relaxing after his long flight from Japan to Russia, night was soon to fall. Better to start searching in the morning when Ryan was energized and alert, now was just time to relax.

And sure enough the rabbit joined the paragon of Britain on the bed, it was soft and relaxing as it took the combined weight of both him and the ex rabbit. In Ryan's mind it was only the best that would do for Anampo, even if she insisted otherwise. Mr Knight was more than capable of "Roughing it up" if needed, but why bother when he could afford luxury like this?

Ryan would then turn his head to Anampo and say "My dear how about some room service? It's all on me sweetheart." leaning in and tracing a finger across her cute little cheeks.

She shakes her head slowly after feeling his finger trace along the slightly smiling curves of her face. "No, In fine. I'm just...Tired." She smiled a bit wider and lays down on the bed. She kicks off her shoes before curling up to Ryan. "Thank you, though..." She kisses his cheek.

Ryan did feel a bit tired himself if truth be told, the flight and the time it took mixed with the drive meant people could get knackered from it. Although Mr Knight's wrestler background made sure that he could go on for longer than most people, but still rest might be good.

With a bit of reluctance Ryan would move himself away from Anampo, standing back up. He then performed some light stretching, to allow the rabbit to take in the eye candy that was his impressive upper body. The paragon of Britain then moved to his luggage bag and said "I hope you don't mind dear but I'll be taking a shower, and then perhaps an early night might be best. Tomorrow we can begin searching for your Brother."

Mr Knight would then take out some sleeping wear for himself, slinging it over his shoulder as he entered the pristine and elegant lavatory. He'd keep the door slightly open, to let some air in. And would remain silent as the soothing hot water rained down on his tired body.

So close. Anampo was in fact, inching herself closer and closer to Ryan's stomach in a way that he may not have even noticed. But, he got up. Ryan did, however, give her another immaculate look at his chest. She didn't know what exactly it was that she liked about it, but just knew that she liked it.

"O-Oh? A shower? A-Alright. I will ug, be here waiting for you to return to bed then, Ryan." She says, getting comfortable once again in the bed, awaiting his return.

Mr Knight emerged in his sleepwear, after a hot shower. It would be best to retire for the night, after all the next day Britain's paragon would be putting his nose to the grindstone. Tracking down a ghost of his girlfriend's past, the more Ryan thought on it the more it sounded like something out of a flimsy detective novel. Like the ones his friend John would read, Britain's paragon preferred something more noir in tone however.

Ryan only wore a pair of pajama trousers, just plain black ones. Mr Knight didn't have much thought when it came to dressing for bed, it wasn't the same as going to a formal dance after all. And of course this meant that the manly chest of Britain's paragon was still showing itself.

With a happy sigh the young aristocrat would plop himself down onto the bed, using the nearby remote to turn on the TV. Putting on CNN, after all at least that was in English. Ryan then smiled at Anampo and patted the covers near him, motioning for her to come closer and join him in relaxing on the king sized bed.

She tries not to make it too noticeable of her looking at his chest, but she couldn't help herself. To his wanting, surely, she turns over toblay on her other side. Her body now curling up towards him. Anampo gives a content sigh also before wrapping her arms both around Ryan's one and cuddling up so cutely to him. She would soon lull intoba sleep in that position.