Doing business deals was always something that made him have to travel. In this case he had to travel to Germany. This time the plane was commercial and he was in first class. Luckily, unlike some of the other times, the plane was relatively safe with him not having to worry about defending it like had occurred a few other times he had flown internationally. When he felt the plane rocked as it touched upon the ground, he let out a sigh of relief. Being on the ground made him feel good. Ken was not the type to ever feel safe when he was in the air.<br/><br/>The airplane taxed its way down the runway, getting over to the terminal. All Ken was thinking about was getting off the plane, picking up his briefcase and heading on his way to the hotel. But as he got closer to the terminal, there was this sense that there was something close by. It was not just one thing either there was more than a few of them. Ken's eyes opened wide as he tried to figure out what this meant, but he had learned long ago that it was best not to question things like this. He touched the bead that was around his neck. There was a surge of energy that went from the bead into his hand as he felt deeply connected to his mother at that moment.<br/><br/>He was not going to let her down. If this was his fate to meet these other people with the blood of immortals running through their veins then it was time for him to do it. The moment the doors of the plane had opened, Ken was making his way to baggage claim. He made it through customs very quickly, saying that he was there on business. Technically he was there on business though it was not the type of business that he was originally there on. He was going to be doing some divine business it seemed.<br/><br/>Having no bags meant he got through all of the security procedures very easily. All that was left was to wait at baggage claim, collect his things, and head out to see the other divine beings. That was exactly what he did. He retrieved his carrying bag, briefcase, and package from baggage claim. He slung the the bag over his should and carried the package over to a parcel service. The weapons were still going to get to their client. And he was going to keep his own personal weapons.<br/><br/>With just his briefcase and a carrying bag slung over his back, he walked outside to a car rental service. This is where he felt them all to be. He saw a girl there, checking out a van. his eyes scanned her for a moment before he spoke. "Hello."