Kingsman Galahad

Ector took the watch with a nod of thanks before looking it over.

“It’s a fine looking watch, indeed. If you, Sir, are fond of it than I’m sure that it has more than a few tricks up its sleeve… if you’d pardon the minor pun.”

Alymere looked at him for a moment or two before raising her eyebrow briefly.

“I’m surprised that we didn’t know about them.” She began before her expression softened slightly as she looked at Harry. “But I am more than grateful that they managed to save you, Galahad. Kingsman was not the same without you.”

“Luck seemed to be on my side in the end,” Harry commented but his eyes drifted away as he thought about what had happened in that church in Kentucky. The moment passed and he turned his attention back to Alymere.

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“I think it’s kind of a bit of both.” He replied after having thought about it for a moment. It’s sure comfortable plus I’ve found a lot of times people have underestimated what I can do just by the way I dress. Which can be an advantage.”

                                                 Flips and Tricks

                            It’s said that all of the Hart’s end up on their back.

                                        Cecil Hart & Harry Hart

Arak chuckled at the reply.

“Americas got some good fashion too. But England? Just seems a little more… classic, I don’t know. The other guys would probably have more than a few words with me if they heard me say English style was better than American though.”

His brows knitted for a brief moment before he shrugged. Ector had already encountered things that some would consider strange, so the comment didn’t seem overly unusual.

Doing as the other said, he turned slightly and tugged on the left hook. Stepping back and raising his eyebrows slightly when the wall moved and the rooms within were revealed.

“I shouldn’t be that surprised that that did something.” He smirked to himself.

“No, but you’ll become accustomed soon enough,” Galahad said before leading the way in.

“Sometimes, hope is the strongest thing we have. If the two of us can still be around… the possibility of others having survived is something I believe could be a little greater.

‘Golden Miller’ in the Grand National

Martin F. Stainforth (1866–1957)

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Lowering his glasses from his eyes after a discussion with Champ, Arak looked over at Galahad and smirked ever so slightly.

“Gotta admit, you guys definitely seem to have the more stylish eyewear compared to us.”

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Ector stood looking at himself in a mirror within the new Kingsman headquarters, readjusting his cuffs slightly.

He came from a relatively ‘well off’ family and this was far from his first tailored suit. But given the fact that this was definitely not an ordinary suit, as well as his recently learned knowledge of his Uncle being the previous one to carry the name, it felt different.

It meant more to him somehow.

He was lost in his thoughts for only a brief moment when he heard footsteps behind him. Looking over his shoulder, a smile came to Ectors lips when he saw the other man.

“Galahad, sir.” He began as he turned to face him.

The elder Kingsman took a moment to look over the finished suit before meeting Ector’s eyes through the mirror. “An excellent fit,” he commented.

Alymeres lips slowly curled into a smile before fading slightly.

“I had returned to my home to find it gone… I tried contacting anyone and got nothing. The first evidence I had of someone having made it through was seeing the younger Galahads wedding photographs.” She replied, smiling again at the thought of Eggsy being married. 

Her eyes lowered for a moment before looking up at Harry. The smile growing a little more.

“And finding out that you were still with us…”

“Yes, I’m sure some more than others found it to be a shocking bit of news,” Harry said with a slight tight smile. His tone hadn’t reflected to which news he was addressing but with a raising of his chin he stood just a little taller.