IC: Extassis, Les Etrangers Beaux Options

[Nikoli]

Glancing at the card and storing the location on the orientation system.
"When are we to neat our mew tsukaite?"
Murrey then bows politely to Stephan.
To the others in the room,
"Will anyone treed nansportation?"

[Buddha72]

Murrey

As you glance at the card you can see printed on one side is "ACTION DECKER" with an LTG on it. As you flip it over you see a an address for a corner that is located in Redmond.

[Blitz]

:: Moira slips the small card into her small ornamental purse and rises with the rest. ::

"No thank you, I drove myself here. I also have room for others if carpooling is a necessity."

[Fenris]

Bakatare rises, sliding the card into another of the concealed pockets as he nods towards Moira.

"I would be honored to travel with you, if possible."

[Blitz]

:: Moira nods. ::

"Who will be calling our...Action Decker?"

[Grey]

"I got a ride for me and my friend."

At Moira's question... "A better question, who will be our Face?"

[Nikoli]

Addressing his fellow runners, "If I may? A group of cars, heaving lear and heading directly into Redmond would be suspiscious to say the least. I suggest that we park our vehicles in a parking garage, I can then provide inclusive transportation that will more easily blend in or at least not draw as many eyes, while providing more than a bit of protection, privacy, and a more professional image."

[Grey]

Not exactly liking the idea of being without his Steed, Paladin asks, "Exactly what kind of transportation are we talking about here?"

[Nikoli]

"A well armed GMC and at weast one lell armed drone that will be deployed to watch our backs."

[Blitz]

"Im fine with that arraingment."

[Fenris]

"It does seem more sensible then a caravan through the Barrens. Of course, it also makes us a single target."

Glancing at the rest of the group with a slightly cocked brow, he looks to Moira.

"I'm assuming the job of negotiations will be regulated to either you or I. Would you prefer to handle them?"

[Grey]

"Hey, ah... What the hell are all your names anyway? You can call me Paladin."

At the mention of his name, you quickly realize who he is. The name has floated around the streets for the past few years as a guy not to mess with. He has big connections with the Ork Underground and has been known to head up security for them from time to time. What he is most known for is being the one to hunt down the Redmond Reaper, a mass-murderer who had escaped police for over three years. There are also a few rumors that he has been involved with (more than once some say) taking out Bug Hives that try to start up within the sprawl.

[Nikoli]

"Just mall key Murrey."

[Blitz]

:: Moira nods to Bakatare. ::

"I'd be happy to do so."

:: Turning to the rest of the group she smiles. ::

"Im known as Moira."

[Fenris]

Stepping up just behind Moira's shoulder, he nods slightly to the rest of the group again.

"Bakatare. Moira, if you would call our "Action Decker", perhaps we can finalize the details of this arrangement tonight. I do believe there was some mention of a time priority."

[Digital Heroin]

`You say it's well armed, I say you've got the right idea. Nice and roomy too.`

Immortal takes a long draw off his cigarillo.

`Folks got to calling my Immortal 'few years back, damned if I care what you call me.`

[Blitz]

:: Moira raises a single eyebrow at Immortal as she extracts a cell phone from her purse. She dials it with the thumb of that hand and then turns slightly from the group as she waits for an answer. People always tended to stare at someone when they made a call and she still felt uncomfortable being scrutinized so obviously. ::

[Buddha72]

Moira

The phone rings three times and its picked up. "Ib here, who's this?" The voice sounds young, it has a forced and tight cheerfulness to it. The sound goes muffled, like a hand has been placed over the receiver. "O-Girl!! Don't touch that!" You hear another voice answer but can't make out the words. "Sorry about that, you were answering?"

[Blitz]

"Good evening. I represend your new assets."

:: Moira takes on a neutral tone, her deep alto voice is quiet and smooth as silk. ::

[Buddha72]

"Great. Did Stefan give you the address where I'm at?" In the background you hear something being moved around, maybe furniture or large crates.

[Blitz]

"He did, indeed. We are coordinating transportation to the site as we speak."

[Buddha72]

"Excellent. I wouldn't eat anything first unless you have a strong stomach. I am at the site now, when you arrive head to the back of the building on the east corner. In the back will be a fire escape ladder, climb to the 3rd floor and enter through the window. I'm there now. Any questions?"

[Blitz]

:: Moira shakes her head, an unconscious gesture that is lost on the recepient since there is no video feed on the phone. ::

"No. That's all we need. We can save questions for the face to face."

[Buddha72]

"Then get your asses moving.' With that the phone line goes dead.

[Blitz]

:: She closes the phone and turns to look back at the group. ::

"Well, we best get moving. She's expecting us, and I have a feeling we're going to be greeted by a gory mess. Hope you've all got empty stomaches."