IC: Chasing the Prize, We always get our mark Options

[BishopMcQ]

Edana:
"The name's Mickey. The credit for the flying goes to Piotr, I'm just a greeter and the first line of defense between your team and the pilot's cabin. What are you willing to do for the trip? With the appropriate contacts and your willingness to courrier a few things, I can probably convince Piotr to jump across the pond."

The thin elf leans his body into you as he steps across the fueling hose and pulls away again as it comes free in his hands and he tosses the hose into the back of the truck. Mickey reaches into an inner pocket of his coat and hands over a small envelope to the truck driver who pulls away with the bright red refueling vehicle.

[HeySparky]

This must be how it starts. She bites her lip. Legit one minute and in a blink... She shivers.

How what starts? Herne materializes as a hound just behind Edana's uncertainly fluttering hand. He butts his head and shoulder against the woman's leg. Edana's face blotches over with stormy streaks and electricity crackles over her eyes.

"Mind if I, uh, talk it over with my team?" She glances at the plane, "How long will it take to get prepped for take-off?"

[BishopMcQ]

Edana:
"I've refueled her already. It'll probably take me twenty minutes to look her over and make sure nothing shook loose. Talk with them and let me know what you decide."

[HeySparky]

Edana nods and walks over to the others, her hand buried in Herne's ruff. She squints at the ground and hesitates uncomfortably, "Uh... I talked to Mickey, there. He says we can get a flight overseas in this plane if we agree to act as couriers." She looks at their various expressions - stern, puzzled, grim - and shrugs, "I didn't ask what. I think it's bad form to do so," she shrugs again, "But what do I know?"

She looks at Gonzales, "So, should we see what Jason can come up with for us?" She digs her hands deep in her pockets, and shivers, breath clouding out in fog, "I'm torn. We need to keep moving, and this will get us there on the cheap. And since I'm flat broke this sounds good. But I don't want any... entanglements."

She shivers again and Herne butts his head against her leg. Too bad you're not a spirit. This would be easy. Well... he pauses considering the dangers of Astral space, Easyish.

[Johnson]

Tiny rubs his chin, as though he is pondering."Would it not be easier to find out if the pilot can make international flights and if he is prepared to wait until we have a final decision as what we really need to achiev here. I think we need to asses the situation and see where we are heading." Showing the crew the thumb and finger rub for money. "We have to be aware of the hidden cost situation."

[toturi]

Graves:

"Exactly. When I got this job, the impression I had was that this guy was local. The job nature has changed. What if this guy takes an orbital trip? Can we afford this? I understand that we've already called in some favours and racked up quite an expense, can we afford to cut bait? Can we renegotiate another deal? We need another plane ride back to Seattle if we are going to deliver our man too."

[Ecclesiastes]

"True, this is getting ugly. But the prey is uglier and needs to be caught. If for no other reason than he may know how to cure the thousands of sick people back home. Let bag him and get home. Find out what he wants us to smuggle and we'll see what we can do."

[HeySparky]

Edana nods, accent heavy as she gets more and more tired and worried, "I know guys, we're sorta in a bad place."

"I don't know about you guys, but I really can't afford not to catch him. Especially with that 'loan' out. If he takes an orbital flight we'll re-assess." She shrugs uncomfortably, eyes crackling with energy. "Plus, I want to nail this bastard. I'll see what's up with the courier business."

She looks down at Herne and his impassive, ancient eyes offer no guidance. A lot of help you are.

Hey, I'm cuddly.

Right. Cuddly. Edana snorts eloquently. Say, would you mind taking a look around Astrally for me? I've got the shivers... is motorcycle-man snooping again?

Herne takes two leaping strides away and vanishes into thin air as Edana turns to talk to Mickey. Brow quirked, "So, what do you want us to... uh... carry? Or should I not ask?" She shifts uncomfortably, "I'm new to this. Oh - right - we'll have another passenger along. That alright?"

[BishopMcQ]

Edana:
The feeling of wind surging through your hair pours through the sense-link between you and Herne. He makes several laps around the plane inspecting the nearby area before broadening his search to buildings within line of sight.

Mickey seems to sense your nervousness and his voice takes on a softer sound.

"No worries, everyone has their first time. I haven't made any calls yet, but you can carry whatever makes you most comfortable. Pharmaceuticals will be smaller, weapons more bulky. Do you want something smaller or less prohibitive?"

[Bastard]

"Due to the increasing area of endangerment, I am sure that we will be compensated somehow. Im gonna make a call to Detective Morgan."

JT steps off the plane for a little privacy as he dials Det Morgan's number. The plane seems a lot warmer now that he is exposed to the cold winter air again.

"Tak, it's JT...we have run into another bump in the road. Is this line secure, or at least secure enough?..."

[HeySparky]

"I chase people down for this sort of thing," Edana looks Mickey square in the eye, with no judgement or rancor, though maybe, if the elf is looking closely enough, he can see a glimmer of irony.

The tall, lean woman closes her eyes, allowing the rush of Herne's sweep to course through her. His boundless energy is intoxicating, his strength, steadying... Just think, Sturmdottir, what better way to learn the mind of your marks than to do what they do? ...his humor, exasperating.

With a stifled groan she opens her eyes and asks wearily, "By 'less prohibitive' do you mean 'less illegal'? If the answer is yes, then we'll do that." The woman imagines that 'less' in this instance is only a shovel or two different in the hole she's digging for the team, but it's worth the effort. Fragging fraggity fraggle frag... Ballefour. Edana's eyes flash and her skin clouds dark all over as she thinks of her mark sipping tea and selecting his luncheon sandwiches as he gazes smugly out at the craggy Alpine landscape. I'm so not dressed for this.

You should have summoned me with a coat form.

Right, when I was twelve I should have summoned you as a coat for a grown woman, brilliant.

[Johnson]

"I don't think I will give up the chase right now. Not this owing money on the last episode I had with the guards." Tiny gather his bag ready to move. "Ballefour is top priority for me at the moment and with the expenses racking up it look like I brake even and I only achieve seeing the world." Expressing a bit of anger. "This Chummer is not going to get the timke of day from me, it starting to get personal now."

[BishopMcQ]

Edana:
"You would be correct, I'll make some calls and see what I can find."

Mickey pulls a cell phone out of his coat as he walks towards one of the nearby buildings. Coming out a few minutes later with a thermos and a small pair of winter coveralls, he tosses the dull blue outfit towards you.

"Put that on, it'll ease the chill." He says in English before continuing his phone call in a gravelly Slavic tongue, Polish perhaps.

JT:
"It's secure enough for business. Keep it quick though, I'm running towards the end of the four hours I coaxed out of the Chief to get some sleep."

[Bastard]

"Tak, we are running low on resources...and we have good reason to believe that this has become an international attack, to say the least. We are about to hop a bird to Europe. Any support you could provide would be great....even just a protected flight home...once we acquire the target."

Kane sits at JT's feet, leaning against his right leg, almost knocking him off balance. He stares up at his master, as if to be involved in the conversation.

The sigh is definately heard on the other end of the line, which is quickly followed up by, "Kane says 'Hi'." He covers the mouth piece and commands the canine to reboard the plane. "Sorry bout that Tak, you know how he needs his face time, too."

[BishopMcQ]

JT:
The detective chuckles at Kane's antics, but the exhaustion is evident underneath everything.

"Don't worry about it, I know how he gets when he's been cramped up for awhile. I'll see what I can do for you, at the least I can get an HTR squad to take Ballefour off of your hands when you land at the airport. I'm sure a judge will see his leaving town as an eminent flight risk and we won't let him have a second chance. For anything more than that, I'll have to talk to the chief. Call me on your way back to the States and I'll let you know what I can do for you."

[Bastard]

"Thanks Tak, I'll let you get back to sleep." Taggart hangs up the phone, a little dissappointed. He was hoping for more, but knew it wasn't likely.

Returning to the plane he fills the team in on his call. "I was hoping for a bit more...maybe an all expense paid flight back from where we catch him, but somethings better than nothing. I really don't want to smuggle weapons and drugs, but we may have to bite the bullet on this one, unless someone has a better idea."

[Johnson]

Tiny looks at JT as he informs us of his discussion with TAK. With the expenses stacking up against the odds this seems to be a lose for him.

This was not the sort of brake he was looking for but works is hard to come by and the bills have to be paid. There is nothing more he can due than bite the bullet.

"So what are I immediate plays. Lets get those underway, so we can get closer to the long term plans. It looks as if we have to scrape the bottom of the barrel now. I would love to go to Europe but the expense would be to great, I may have to opt for the local operations."

[Bastard]

"Well it looks like we might have to go with the smuggling option, as much as we hate it. It is the lesser of two evils," you dont know if its the jet lag, but JT's voice sounds a bit beaten.

"Edena, what were the options Mickey gave us? You don't think he has something less illicit, like fruit and vegitables...or puppies?"

[HeySparky]

Edana catches the coverall and smiles a weak, but grateful smile to Mickey, "Thanks," she says as she toughs out unwrapping her coat and shrugging into the coverall. She pulls the coat back on and is surprised to feel the wind buffeting her legs but not feel the cold of it. She snorts and calls after Mickey, "Thanks heaps."

She folds her arms waiting for Mickey's return and hears JT's question. The beaten tone in his voice is echoed in her own. "Yeah, puppies." She gives a weary chuckle, "Mickey's gonna do his best. I asked him to arrange for the least illegal goods he could manage. What a mess." She shakes her head and starts --

"Oh! I need to call in Christopher..."

She fumbles for her pocket secretary and begins a message.

<<< Headed out to see our good friend soon. You joining us? We're at --

She stops. Where are we?

Up the proverbial creek.

Ha very ha, Herne. Found anything?

[BishopMcQ]

Edana:
A few interesting scents, but nothing that'll cause a problem.

Team:
After a few minutes of discussion, Mickey comes back into the plane. He passes through the cabin into the cockpit, several more minutes pass and the muffled conversation is barely audible at the edge of your cyber-enhanced hearing. The thin elf returns to the cabin, pulling the cockpit door shut behind him.

"Alright, I found some things that'll pay for the trip across the pond. They should be here in half an hour. I'll need you help me load everything on board, and then when we land help me off-load everything into a truck. Piotr said he's willing to drive the truck from there, so you guys are off the hook."

His attention swivels fully to Edana, "I'm just supposed to tell you, that the business between him and Townsend is settled, no more debts. Now, since I'm in the mood for more temperate climates, we'll be staying in San Remo while you do your business in Europe, and then it's a direct flight back to Seattle."

Mickey shakes his head as if he can't believe that he's doing all of this.

"Right, so does that work for everyone here?"

[Bastard]

JT starts to answer, then looks over the team. Wait, thats it? I must have heard something wrong, it cant be that easy. Can it? After scanning the party and seeing a few other surprised looks he answers.

"Yeah, that works for me...but whats in the truck?...Wait, I dont want to know."

He turns towards the team again, "Does anyone have any objections?"

[HMHVV Hunter]

Helios shakes his head.

"Long as it ain't human cargo, it doesn't matter. We gotta get this guy."

[Johnson]

Tiny looks at the others.

"I don't care what the cargo is, but if there is heat that comes with the cargo. Then someone is going to get it from me."

[BishopMcQ]

"The cargo consists of some inorganics, and judging by the way my chemsniffer responded from some of the bags that your team carried on to the plane, you are all carrying more ordinance that I'll be loading. Since there are some concerns over the cargo, it will be weapons. I won't tell you what or for whom, just suffice it to say that your flight is covered."

The smuggler opens a bottle of water and takes a long swallow from it. Despite his easy-going demeanor, there are signs of tension in his body as if his body was fighting against the reaction triggers embedded in his spine and lower brain.

[Ecclesiastes]

Bishop looks up from where he is kneeling in the corner. "Right. Lets do this then."