((Skipped ahead a bit!))
Vergil entered the garage now, going over some things in his head. OK... what's done is done. He couldn't go back now. But he rather... liked it too. Approaching his Cord 812, Vergil opened the trunk, tossed his bag inside, and slapped it closed. Heading around the beautiful car to the driver's side, he got in, and started up the motor, relishing the sound as it came to life.
Taking out the slip of paper and briefly glancing over it again, he memorized the directions, and remembered something last minute. He got out, and lowered the car's top, pushing it away, and got back in as he selected first gear with the lever, and pressed the clutch to semi-automatically shift into gear. Getting his car rolling, Vergil passed the security gate and quickly accelerated, moving towards the highway now as the wind once more started to whip his feathers.