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

[Johnson]

Tiny sits up straight, clears his throught.

"Are thinking of running the border post? I would not like to have rerun of earlier days thank you."
Looking in to the back debating on what would be the best course of action.
" I would rather like to avoid confrontation. If that is to much to ask for."

[HeySparky]

"No problem. Give me a moment." Edana closes her eyes again, breathing shallowly in the closeness of the back of the vehicle

Herne, can you take a loo-- stop smelling Tigger like you're gonna lift your leg on him.

Now there's an idea.

Don't even think about it. What am I saying?! You're a spirit, you can't-- never mind! She shakes her head and the train of clouds and storm remnants that trail from her shoulders ripple and shimmer.

Amusement courses along the link. What service do you require, mistress? Though the phrasing is formal, the rancor is gone from Herne's sending. His chafing and bristling gone, for the time being. Edana relaxes and her pent up tension releases in arcs of lightning across her astral form.

I need you to quietly scout out the check point. We need to decide if we should risk going through it or go around it. Let us know as much as you can.

[Bastard]

The van idles softly at an intersection, JT awaiting the Huntress's findings. He dallies with the radio knobs and instrument panel to pass the time, as traffic builds up behind him. Its an odd look on the dog shaman's face, but for the first time he looks...lost. He looks toward the sky, as if looking to God for direction.

[Johnson]

"JT what does the map say about other entry points? I know if we go off the Beatten track we could loose valuable time. There again we do not want to be delayed at a boarder patrol inspection."

[Bastard]

"Huh...oh. What? Sorry, was lost in time there for a second. If I know what the site looks like and who's there...we may be able to go through without being delayed, but youre right we should check the map, just in case." JT hands the map back to the big fella, pointing out their location as he does.

[toturi]

"Just stay cool and act normal. Can any of you whistle up a nature spirit to help cover us? Everyone's got a valid ID right?"

[Johnson]

Tiny takes hold of the map "Thanks." Looking slightly concerned, at the remark just made. "Yes, I have a valid ID but its from China (Canton Confederation). They maybe get suspicious about that, would they not?"

[toturi]

"I'd be more worried if you had a European ID. Asian troll with an asian ID, everything's cool."

[BishopMcQ]

Edana:
Herne rushes forward at your request, his senses bleeding across your own. Cars are stopped, guards walking around vehicles with dogs obviously sniffing for illicit compounds. Satisfied with the legitimacy of the paperwork shown each car is flagged on, with the looming threat of military level violence if something should fail inspection.

Each borderguard wears a heavy jumpsuit designed to keep the cold and foreign compounds out, but a skilled hunter could easily overcome one or two of the dozen watching the area.

[Buddha72]

Tigger smiles warmly as he fishes out his documents. "Got mine. If we all have papers going through the checkpoint would be easiest and I don't have to worry about losing the trail." He looks around the interior of the van, seeing if everyone's face is signaling to proceed.

[Bastard]

"Edena...? What's the head count at the boarder? Man, animal, spirits and other?"

[HeySparky]

Edana’s senses recoil back into her body and she flinches as eyes and ears and skin become abruptly only hers again. She cocks her head as she speaks, a dreamer trying to describe her dreams upon waking.

“Men… and dogs, too. Like Kane. Armor, guns and… threat. Herne didn’t find any spirits, but this check point is serious business.” She shivers, nerves still tingling from the link, and looks at Helios ‘sleeping’ in the back of the van. “I think we should go around it. What did the smugglers say? Head towards France and then turn off six miles down the road.”

[Ecclesiastes]

"Going around would be a good idea. If they decide to search the van, that could be problematic."

[Johnson]

Tiny tries to read the Map which he is not so good at.

"So where are we on the Map then?" Looking around for some one to assist with reading the map.

"I would like to find thios turn off as I would not like to get involved with border patrol units."

[toturi]

"If we turn off, will Tigger need to reacquire the target?"

[BishopMcQ]

JT:
As you drive past the sign that says ten kilometers to the border checkpoint, the exit Mickey mentioned comes into view. It's about a kilometer off.

[Buddha72]

Tigger nods yes to question. "I'm fairly sure I can get the trail again if we need to avoid the checkpoint."

[Johnson]

Tiny nods his head.
"That will be less stress, I mean than to please and explian to the Border guards."

[Bastard]

"Ok...we will go around then." The van accelerates after the group has decided its course of action. JT follows the turnoff, keeping the van moving as fast as the limit allows.

[BishopMcQ]

The turnoff leads you through a heavily industrialized area with warehouses and electronic manufacturing plants. A sense of familiarity calls to you from these buildings, your not sure how many times you have passed by similar buildings in Seattle.

A veritable rabbit warren of small alleys and broad thoroughfares, JT takes care to follow the instructions given to him exactly as they were laid out. Passing through an automated border checkpoint, the van's transponder activates the gate.

Welcome to France.

Signs direct you back to the main highway as you begin the trek southwest. In a few hours you'll head on a southerly bound freeway, but for now you just need to pick back up on the trail and absorb the culture that you will have to work with if you want to get out of here alive.

[Zolhex]

Nothing to see here move along. (sorry posted to the wrong thread)

[Bastard]

After passing through the border, the van again picks up speed. "Can you get a lock on him again Tigger? I dont want to get too far behind him."

[Buddha72]

Tigger once again looks out through the window, extending his senses inward and out, hunting for some trace of his target. His voice comes out thin and distant. "Trying to find him now."

[BishopMcQ]

Tigger:
Finding the scent laced with the arrogance of a man who knows he has escaped and that nothing can touch him, you pick the trail back up. Judging by the stale taste left in your mouth, Ballefour probably passed by this spot about two hours ago. You haven't lost any time through your detour.

[Buddha72]

"Got him." Tigger snaps back to his body and the now. His keeps a thread of awareness locked onto his trail. "We haven't lost much time in taking the detour. He's feeling safe and clear so we might get a break and he'll slip up."