â€œThat wouldnâ€™t really surprise me much.â€ Eric said laughing. â€œThey love to make harsh weather for us tourists you know.â€ When he was done talking he sarcastically rolled his eyes to signify he wasnâ€™t searious about the last statement. â€œI do believe it is part of an attempt to be â€˜natural storm.â€He said using quotations with his fingers. His attention was switched to her telling him it was a good to go with the motel. He was glad mainly because he could tell Kat got a little tense for a bit then the change back to normal.<br/><br/>Nodding his head to Kat at her agreement of the motel he moved in that direction to lead the way. It was nice for a motel and the manager was ok, he guessed but as far as caring he didnâ€™t all that much. It was a roof over his head and there were meals to be had if they wanted which was fine by him. He paid for his portion and took the only bed left. He didnâ€™t mind sleeping by the door, he felt better when he did though he couldnâ€™t place why.<br/><br/>A wide Cheshire cat smile spread across his face when Kat told him to pick a weapon. Eric had brought two packs as well though one was just a small duffel like thing while the other was one of those old army packs that held more than it looked like it could. When he bought it he was surprised at how light it was. Setting his own bags on his bed he pulled out a butterfly knife, a few throwing knives, a *wakizashi, and his issued pistol. â€œI like to travel light.â€ He said shrugging.<br/><br/>Picking up the wakizashi he took off the protective sheath and looked at the sharp blade. Satisfied he put the sheath back on before glancing at Kat. â€œMy father got this from a Japanese man while he was on Earth, the man told him that it would bring luck and spun the tale of what the sword was and how it was made, the significance of such a weapon,â€ he paused a moment, â€œit is called a wakizashi which I guess means side inserted sword. I have no idea of the significance but I know my father was really keen on it.â€<br/><br/>Taking each weapon in turn he put them back in his military bag then turned back to Kat. â€œThank you for offering I appreciate the gesture, and how did you manage to get that gun through customs? It doesnâ€™t look like it is recommended weaponry.â€ He said it lightly because he wasnâ€™t one to talk, that wakizashi wasnâ€™t exactly legal to have with him, neither was the katana he had back in his room though he was good at hiding things, or at least making them look like they were hidden. He loved technology.<br/><br/>â€œI think our next move should be food, from what I gather about this motel they have free food to eat and bring back to the room. I hope you donâ€™t mind, I hadnâ€™t eaten since we last ate at that buffet on the ship.â€ He had felt his stomach get hungrier and hungrier in the shelter though he hadnâ€™t thought about it then. Now that there was some down time from all the action and busy movement he felt all that hunger come at him at once. â€œWe could talk about strategy and how we are going to go about what our next move is while we eat. Is that alright?â€ he really hoped she would, and that he didnâ€™t sound like a complete jack ass when he said it.<br/><br/>*The Wakizashi (Kanji: è„‡å·® Hiragana: ã‚ãã–ã—?) (meaning "side inserted sword")[1] is one of the traditionally made Japanese swords (nihonto)[2][3] worn by the samurai class in feudal Japan. Â©<a class="postlink" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wakizashi">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wakizashi</a>