Ingvar Urgahaldt: *An odd young man, though attractive in that self posessed eastern european way. Ingvar cuts a figure almost impossible to ignore- more through the severity of his presence than any particulars of face or form.. both harsh- shadows haunt the hard planes of his face and lend him more gravity than the powerful but slender features of his shape would indicate. Short black hair lies against his scalp in romanesque fashion, framing pale green eyes that seem to blink only seldom and carry a quiet, feral intensity few chose to regard for long.. and a distant but provocative promise of cruelty. The man has the waiting brutality of a hammer clothed in exquisite style. only this time there's not much style. Dark canvas flight jacket and canvas pants, boots. The jacket is zipped up against the cold*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Pale eyes slip toward the window from time to time, otherwise he regards Silkie with empty eyes as she enjoys her food. He mentally kicks himself... such regard is a weakness...*

Karlos Basoalto: He approaches the cafe swiftly, hands in his pockets, frowning to himself.

Mas: ((Thought it was Restaurant but we can put it here.))

Angelia Caponelli: Ang shows up right when she's suposed to. She's got her doctor's bag slung over one shoulder, hands in her pockets, coat zipped up to her neck.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: ((whoops rastaurant?))

Silkie: *Happily chowing down on a seafood platter, a stack of chocolate chip cookies on the side, and a glass of hot cocoa at hand.*

Angelia Caponelli: (figured we could just do it here. Sorry)

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Out of habit, pale eyes flick to his watch as Angelia appears. Good. Takes a sip of milk*

Karlos Basoalto: ((I;m not farting about with rooms))

: Ooc> Oh...the temptation.

: (open scene?)

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Arrives last with Mas, since they had a stop to make along the way.*

Angelia Caponelli: She spots Ingvar in the window and heads over once she's inside the cafe. She reaches up and unzips her coat, revealing the new silver, rose and bramble collar around her neck. She looks down over the two fo them. "The rest should be here soon."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *One last glower at Silkie as he wipes his mouth and drops the napkin next to his plate. The Judge leans back and crosses his legs, the picture of calm poise.*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Pale eyes rest against the collar for a moment.* uh huh.

Mas: ((Two stops, since Mas insists on buying Thai food in SoHo on the way back)) He exits the subway, carrying a brown paper bag filled with Larb and yellow curry and jasmine rice.

Karlos Basoalto: He glances at Angelia as she overtakes him, and slips into the restaurant.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *His gaze moves back to Silkie.. oh the trouble this one causes. He reaches over and takes a cookie.*

Silkie: "Hi Angelia!" Offers her a cookie and a french fry.

Angelia Caponelli: Pulls two chairs over to the table, one for herself one for Karlos. She takes the cookie but not the fry. Thanks Silkie.

Mas: "Silkie!" he beams as he sees her through the windows. He doesn't seem to be aware that tank tops and cargo shorts and sandals are not the kind of clothing to be wandering around in near freezing weather in.

Karlos Basoalto: He slips into the seat, nodding to Ingvar and Silkie.

Mas: He rushes inside, moving straight to the table. "Hi!"

Silkie: *Blinks at the window, a french fry half way to her mouth.* "Mas!?"

Mas: ((open afaik. Battery Park Cafe))

 

Mas: "Silkie!"

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *A slight nod in return, his gaze left Angelia as soon as he grabbed a cookie and has not returned.* Karlos. *He gestures to Silkie.* I assume you may have wanted to ask your own questions. I was not able to find much in the way of fresh dynamic information- you are welcome to try. He chews the cookie, watching the man*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: The Bitchmobile pulls up to the curb, and out she goes, on her morning rounds, it looks like.

Angelia Caponelli: She glances to Karlos a bit curiously but now isn't the time for 'how did you two meet' stories. "So you find anything?"

Mas: 7,2,2,8,8,

Silkie: *Dives out of her seat to tackle hug Mas!* "We were coming to rescue you!"

Nabiki Tala'mau: *strolls in behind Mas, at a more leisurely pace*

Karlos Basoalto: He glances to a waitress, nodding for his usual.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: Good....*His eyes flick back to Karlos after watching Silkie dive out of the seat.* Luck.

Mas: He dances happily, doing puja right there and then in the restaurant, moving his feet and legs around without disturbing the paper bag filled with food. "I missed you!"

Nabiki Tala'mau: Often garbed in colorful fabrics that celebrate her heritage as an African, Nabiki is nonetheless possessed of a quiet dignity. Her ebony skin is only a shade lighter than her hair which stands but a quarter inch off her skull. Athletic and graceful, the tall woman is in her mid twenties. Piercing, amber eyes suggest an intelligent and curious nature.

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Pauses to wait for the Mas-Silkie dance to end.*

Mas: He incorporates her tackle hug as part of the dance.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: ((DD for those who need it: A woman walks by, drawing the attention of many of the nearby men, and some of the women. Standing at 5’9” and a touch under her ideal weight at 125 pounds, her dusky skin and ebony hair, which falls freely to her mid-back, indicates Hispanic blood, possibly mixed with Native American. Her body is lithe, the kind many women would kill for, and well-proportioned underneath her black leather pants and matching tank- top. A brown duster and knee-high steel-toed Doc Martins complete the ensemble. Her eyes are a smoky brown, filled with a mischievous humor. She walks along, seemingly oblivious of others around her, excepting a casual appraising glance at the men around. She gives off an aura akin to a playful predator, on the hunt for something to bat around.))

Silkie: *Does a happy dance with Mas, puja flying everywhere.*

Mas: When he calms down a bit, he says "Oh, they're going to rescue Dirt Mas. And Ellen. And Son. I'm Mas Mas."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He retains an almost noble air.. while he recognizes the others, his attention remains mostly upon Karlos. One powerful hand collects the glass of milk and a piece of bread from his plate.. Legs remain extended a bit into the aisle. Cutting him off from an exit would have to be deliberate.*

Silkie: "Oh!" Like it all makes perfect sense. "I didn't see Ellen or anyone."

Angelia Caponelli: Shakes her head a little at Silkie's tackle and reaches for one of Silk's fries.

Karlos Basoalto: He nods as his double espresso arrives, and sips at it quietly.

Mas: "Here." he puts the food down on a nearby table and pulls some photos out of his pockets, showing them to Silkie. "There's Ellen. There's me with her and son."

Mas -> Mas: 7,6,9,6,1,8,

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Edges around the reunion and takes an empty seat, pausing to run her eyes over the pair of legs blocking the aisle... and on up to their owner.*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Severe features swivel slightly as Reyna comes into view.. face, neck, ankles, then his attention is back on Karlos.*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She strides into the cafe, going up to the counter and ordering a double-shot espresso and a regular coffee. As she pays, she looks around casually.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He nods his head to Nabiki slightly.* Madam.

Silkie: Takes the pictures and studies them closely. "I'm sorry Mas. I didn't see them when I was checking the boats."

Karlos Basoalto: He sips quietly, regarding Ingvar at last.

Angelia Caponelli: "Ingvar this is Nabiki. Nabiki this is Ingvar, a very old friend of mine."

Mas: He frowns. "Did you see Dirt Mas?"

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Returns the nod.* "I om Nabiki Tala'mau." Her Swahili accent is heavy.

Nabiki Tala'mau: "Pleazed to meet you."

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She catches sight of the large group and gives a lopsided grin. She takes her two drinks and heads on over.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Watches Karlos, apparently having already exchanged any necessary plesantries. Calm efficiency.*

Nabiki Tala'mau: (dlp the intro part since Ang gave the names. I'm slow)

Silkie: "Yes.. well, no. But I could hear him."

Angelia Caponelli: Reyna's arrival actually makes her smile a warm and easy smile she doesn't give many these days.

Mas: "Oh." He frowns. Then brightens. "Nabiki said she could help us find them."

Karlos Basoalto: He smiles warmly at Ingvar, glad the man's got the sense not to talk incessantly when there's nothing to say.

Silkie: *Pats a chair for Mas to sit down in.*

Silkie: *Beams at Nab.*

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Offers Silkie a warm smile.* "I will do wot I con."

Mas: He sits down, but his feet keep moving. Happy feet. "I like coffee."

Silkie: 9,10,4,2,6,

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He doesn't return the smile, simply glances around, taking a quick head count. His eyes return to silkie a second time, now that the antics are over.*

 

Silkie -> Mas: (to see if there's any reason for her to suspect Mas is Fausto)

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She grins to Angelia and nods. "Hey, chica. S'up?" She gives the rest of the groups smiles as well. "Hey Karlos, Nabiki, and a bunch of people I don't know."

Silkie: *Settles on Mas' lap and drags her plate across the table to share with Mas.*

Mas -> Silkie: ((What did she roll and what is she looking for?))

Angelia Caponelli: "Remember the house boats, with the Mas guy? We're going to get him and hopefully his wife and kid. Come sit." She explains to Reyna before looking around.

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Offers Rey a pleasant nod.* "How are you, Reyna?"

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *The hard planes of his face swivel to regard Reyna again. A slight nod, and that strange voice tumbles out shortly.* Madam.

Mas: He hugs Silkie and eats whatever she puts in his mouth.

Karlos Basoalto: He smiles gently at Reyna. "Hello, Reyna."

Silkie: *Feeds Mas bits of fish, french fries and cookies.*

Mas -> Silkie: ((It couldn't possibly be Fausto. He's eating cookies and liking them.))

Silkie -> Mas: (Int + alert. She's not *looking* for anything. Just to see if anything jumps out at her, or arouses her suspicion that he's anyone other than Mas.)

Mas -> Silkie: ((and he's ~happy~))

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She takes a seat wherever nearest Angelia is, shrugging to Nabiki. "Same ol', same ol'." She looks to Angelia. "Ah, perfect. I haven't gotten a chance to be all devious yet today."

Silkie -> Mas: ((She's never believed his whole, I don't like sweets gig. Notice no matter how many times he said it, she still always left him some chocolate. *L* No one REALLY doesn't like sweets.))

Karlos Basoalto: His gaze drifts idly to the clock on the wall.

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Relaxed, laid back, Nabiki.. observes.*

Mas: "Oh! Oh!" He takes a linty, teal colored popcorn ball out of his pocket and hands it to Silkie. "This is for you."

Angelia Caponelli: Ang leans back and looks at those gathered. "So..."

Silkie: *Smiles and accepts the linty gift, taking a crunchy bite from it.* "Thank you!"

Angelia Caponelli: "Do we have transportation sorted out?"

Silkie: *Reaches across the table and snags her cocoa, giving Mas a sip of that too, and bite of her popcorn ball.*

Mas: Sips. Bites. Listens.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *The young Judge shoots one cuff to check the watch face on the inside of one wrist, then drops it to his lap again. The strange rumble of his voice blankets the table for a moment.* Chushmya. *He raises a finger to his lips.* It is quiet time now.

Silkie: *Looks happy.*

Silkie: *Nods at Ing and hooks an arm over Mas' shoulders.*

Nabiki Tala'mau -> Mas: ((Did Mas bring them by car?))

Karlos Basoalto: Idly sips at his espresso.

Silkie: *Whispers to Mas.*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She downs her espresso, chasing it with the regular coffee. "If not, the Bitchmobile's open for use." She nods through the windows to her VW Bus.

 

Silkie -> Mas: "That's Ingvar. He's kind of bossy, but he's good."

Mas -> Nabiki Tala'mau: ((No they went by the subway))

Mas: "If you have a boat, I can drive it."

Nabiki Tala'mau: "We did note bring transportation." Indicated Mas in the 'we'.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: "Oh, yeah. Island. Duh. Ignore me." She shakes her head, smiling a little.

Angelia Caponelli: She frowns, "Alright..." She digs into her coat pocket for her cell phone. "I don't know where Kris is but we can rent one and yeah you can drive it."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *The Judge's gaze flicks from one face to another.. watching who responds when who speaks, the way people stand or sit.. drinking in what he may of this group now that he can observe a collection of them together.*

Silkie: "I can drive a boat."

Karlos Basoalto: 8,1,8,9,1,1,3,

Angelia Caponelli: "Or if some one can take Mas out to the island and pick up the boats there..."

Mas: "Boats are cool," he agrees with Silkie.

Karlos Basoalto: He ran out of coffee a while ago.

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Looks relaxed, independent, a part of the group, yet apart from it. Maybe even a little above it all.*

Mas: "My boats are at Rose island?"

Angelia Caponelli: "No. Ellis."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *One eyebrow cants as he watches... never ask. Tell... avoids confusion...*

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Legs crossed, she sips a cappuccino and listens as the lesser details are sorted out.*

Karlos Basoalto: He finally seems to realise the coffee ruse is fooling no-one, and sets the cup down.

Silkie: "That's MY island."

Mas: "Oh. Okay." He gets up, setting Silkie down and moving toward the door. "I'll go get a boat."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: ((Per+Lead))

Silkie: "I'll go with you!"

Karlos Basoalto -> Mas: 4,9,10,4,8,6,6,

Mas: "Okay!" He runs out of the cafe and heads toward the Cove where they rent boats.

 

Ingvar Urgahaldt: 4,3,9,5,10,

Angelia Caponelli: "Lets just get out of here and some where a little more... secure."

 

Angelia Caponelli: She watches Mas go with a bit of a laugh and nods to Reyna.

Silkie: *Runs back in, grabs a handful of cookies, and runs back out again!*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *One corner of his mouth twitches slightly as Silkie takes off to accompany Mas... indeed... too much regard leads to weakness..*

Mas: He runs up to the place where they rent boats. Finds out its the middle of winter and the place is locked up. So he climbes the fence and moves over and takes a boat anyway.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She chuckles at Angelia and shakes her head. "So, what's the plan, Stan? Where to for secure-ness?"

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Sees a vision of Silkie splattered against the gunwale of a boat as they return with them...*

Silkie: *Not possessed of Mas' stamina, she mostly pants while he does the work of procuring the boat. It was a long way to run.*

Nabiki Tala'mau: *sip*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Pale eyes slide slowly back to Karlos... and rivet against his face. The young Lord looks mildly insulted for a moment.. then simply curious.*

Angelia Caponelli: "If everyone's done their meals we could just go for a walk down to the docks. Talk while Mas gets us a ride?"

Silkie: (Masthead-Silkie *L*)

Mas: Fires the boat up, motors around to where he can pick up Silkie, and heads off to Ellis Island.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Doesn't respond to the question.. simply watching Karlos.*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She nods. "Sounds good to me. Shall we get a move-on, then?"

Karlos Basoalto: He rises to his feet, slipping his hands in his pockets.

Angelia Caponelli: She looks over the silent folks and sighs getting up with a nod to Reyna.

Silkie: *Perches on the bow and takes a moment to greet Oversea.*

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Sets aside her mug and rises.*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Still watching Karlos, the young Judge rises from his seat and moves to follow the group of them. The faint hint of curiosity still colors his face.*

Mas: ((And want to cut to the waterfront and be enroute?))

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She stands and takes her coffee, watching Ingvar and Karlos as she moves to the door.

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Tugs her gloves on and smoothes her coat.*

Angelia Caponelli: (unless anyone's going to get spontaniously talkitive.)

Karlos Basoalto: Calm, his head held high, his gently regal bearing as evident as ever as he follows Angelia.

Karlos Basoalto: ((Not me *G*))

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Notes the silent exchange between Karlos and Ingvar, as she strolls out with the group.*

Mas: ((g2WF))

 

______Waterfront/Chinatown_____-

 

Mas: It's a high powered cigarette boat with extra mods down to keep it quiet and hard to detect on radar. AKA, a smuggler's boat.

Silkie: *Leans precariously over the side to put her hand in the spray from the bow.*

Karlos Basoalto: He just remains uncharacteristically quiet.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: ((Repost from other room, for seamless transition)) And it's off to the Waterfront she goes, walking along next to Ang. Keeping a very intrigued eye on Karlos and this other guy she don't know.

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Remains characteristically quiet and watchful.*

Mas: It's big enough for all of them, tho a little cozy. Mas seems oblvious to the cold, enjoying the sensation of the breeze in his face.

Karlos Basoalto: ((Seamless!!! *G*))

Ingvar Urgahaldt: Silkie. *Still watching Karlos a moment, before he turns his eyes on her.* I want for you to come here for a moment, while we get ready, yes? *He waves a hand at her and moves to squat down.*

Angelia Caponelli: (Reposes here too) Along the way Ang intros Reyna and Ingvar, realizing belatedly that they haven't met.

Mas: ((I'm thinkig we're cutting ahead to when they're already on the boat, enroute to Jamaica Bay))

Silkie: *Points.* "That way!" she instructs Mas.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: ((Seamy, myself..))

Nabiki Tala'mau: (kk)

 

Mas: ((Cause that gives you a secure location to talk and it's taken us 3 hours to sorta maybe have a chance to at least get people on the same page))

Silkie: "Yes?" Moving over to see what Ingvar wants.

Karlos Basoalto: Sits quietly on the boat, too, watching the water.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He looks up to Reyna for a moment, seeming to look for something- then nods his head.* Good day, madam.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: Come, Silkie... *He leans in to whisper*

Silkie: *Moves right into him where he crouches and turns an ear to listen to him whisper.*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: "Madam?" She grins at that, from her spot on the boat, and looks at Angelia. "He thinks I'm a Madame."

Silkie: *Waves her fingers at Reyna.*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *The odd rumble of his voice lights the air around like distant thunder.. but only the fading echo can be heard outside of Silkie herself.*

Nabiki Tala'mau: *Grins at Reyna* "Eet es day make up."

 

Angelia Caponelli: Ang looks over Ingvar and Silkie with a faint frown. She moves onto the boat staying close to Reyna.

Angelia Caponelli: "He's unfailingly polite some times."

Silkie: *Blinks at Ang.*

Mas: just drives the boat, having handed the photos to Nabiki and letting her tell him where to go.

Silkie: *Nods at something Ingvar whispers to her.*

Karlos Basoalto: Just... watches the water. Tears in his eyes that manage somehow not to fall.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: "Ahh. Okay." She shrugs. "So, we're on the boat. Now, what's the rescue plan, exactly?"

Nabiki: 4,3,7,7,9,

Ingvar Urgahaldt: Yaoi. *He rises to a normal sitting position as the boat rumbles away beneath them... after a single momentary glare to Karlos his eyes swivel to Angelia.* We should probably talk for a moment.

 

Nabiki: *Having studied the pictures she quietly directs Mas, pausing now and again to taste the air.*

Angelia Caponelli: "Karlos and Mas think we should just go...." She looks over both then. Mas strangely, Karlos with concern. "You gonna be alright Karlos?"

Karlos Basoalto: He nods calmly.

Silkie: *Gives Ingvar a sweetly reassuring smile. Well, reassuring to her assment.*

Angelia Caponelli: She looks a little doubtful but she leave Heart to his feelings and leans a little against Reyna.

Angelia Caponelli: She looks up at Ingvar and blinks slowly. She slides away from Reyna's side and over to his leaning her head towards his to listen.

Mas -> Nabiki: ((who is she focusing on looking for?))

Silkie: (Asessment *L*)

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She smiles a little to Angelia, accepting the leaning without discomfort or tension.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He sits, still watching the group, brow a little clearer. One hand dips into a pocket, from which he extracts a mirror on a chain. Not a jewelry chain- a chain chain and drapes the loop of it around his neck, then tucks the rest under his shirt.*

Nabiki -> Mas: ((The boy first.))

Silkie: *Watches Ing tuck a mirror inside his shirt. Looks at the others.*

Mas -> Nabiki: ((She feels they're actually moving away from the location of the boy, feeling he's toward the north of their current position))

Karlos Basoalto: He watches the water, hand moving to the edge of the boat, fingers moving softly over the wood.

Nabiki: "Nort, please Mas. We are going day wrong way."

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She waits for Ingvar to finish talking to Angelia before asking again about the plan, instead looking over to Karlos and watching him, a curious look in her eyes.

Angelia Caponelli: She leans back and looks up at Ingvar, hurt and even anger briefly reflecting through her dark eyes before they shut down to just stone cold.

Mas: He throttles the boat back, turning it toward Brooklyn. "North?"

 

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Again the sonerous tones roll through the air, only half heard but hard to forget.*

 

Karlos Basoalto: His mind is clearly elsewhere. Or elsewhen. Fingers caressing the wood like they might the skin of a lover.

Silkie: *Goes to the bow and starts to climb out on it.*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He nods once... perhaps placed at ease by Angelia's coldness. There.. this is good.. having done what he can, the Judge finds his seat again.*

Nabiki: Points to make it clear. "Dot way."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: Silkie. Come down. *The tone of a slightly stressed uncle. His eyes never leave Angelia.*

Silkie: Looks back. "Why are we stopping?"

Silkie: *Ignoring Ingvar's order. She likes riding on the bow.*

Angelia Caponelli: Ang's attention turns to Nab, "Do you see something?"

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She purses her lips, looking over to Angelia & Ingvar, and her eyes narrow slightly.

Mas: He fires the boat up toward Brooklyn.

Nabiki: Ang> "No, but eet ees dot way," she says with certainty.

Karlos Basoalto: His fingers pause on a knot in the wood, circling it slowly, gently.

Silkie: "But I saw Mas out there." Pointing the opposite way Nabiki is suggesting they go.

Angelia Caponelli: "What do you see?"

Nabiki: Settles amber eyes on Silkie when the girl contradicts her. "Parehops day hov moved heem since dane, Silkie. Dee boy ees nort."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *With a last glance at Silkie, he shakes himself slightly.. shoving away discomfort by rolling his neck to the side until a nice, soothing crack comes.*

Nabiki: Ang> "Heez taste ees from day nort."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Blinks... she said... taste?*

Angelia Caponelli: She nods a bit to Nab and retakes her seat near Reyna. "North we go then."

Nabiki: Mas> "Dot way."

 

Mas: THey soon reach the busy docks of the Brooklyn shipping area. Many many of the containers here are eitehr going to or coming from ports in Asia. Mas motors around, looking for a place to tie up.

Silkie: Looks doubtful, peering out over the sea.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He comes to the bow, taking up the coil in one hand and preparing to jump out.*

Karlos Basoalto: Wherever he was, the reverie breaks as they approach the docks.

Nabiki: *Moves to the starboard side and parts her lips slightly, tasting the air again, head held high.*

Angelia Caponelli: She looks to Nab, "Any direction from here?"

Nabiki: 6,8,1,7,4,

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She waits in the boat till they're fully docked, giving Angelia questioning look.

Karlos Basoalto: He reluctantly lifts his hand from the wood, and draws breath like he hasn't all the journey. Like he's breathing for the first time.

Silkie: *Scrambles after Ing.*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Murmurs*Stay in boat, Silkie. Until told to move.

Mas: He ties up the boat at a little marina near the shipping port and follows after them.

Mas -> Nabiki: ((north until I tell you different))

Silkie: *Looks around for anything dangerous, then looks back at Ing.*

Angelia Caponelli: She looks over Karlos with a worried frown before she rises, waiting on Nab's direction.

Nabiki: "Dis way." *And she disembarks, heading north, between the closed ranks of the buildings.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Cants an eyebrow at Nab.. she wasn't kidding..*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: Another look toward Ingvar, and she gives herself a tiny nod, as if deciding on something. And she gets a lopsided grin on her face.

Mas: He frowns at Ingvar. "Why are you so bossy?"

 

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He motions to Silkie and moves off in the direction Nab takes.*

 

Silkie: *Slips off the boat after Ingvar, grinning at Mas' question.*

Karlos Basoalto: He rises, following Angelia quietly.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *The young Judge simply frowns back.. unaware of the fact that the effect is slightly comical.* Way of the world, champ. Boss or follower. Please to stay on task? *The last a touch sarcastic*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: And she's on her feet as well, moving with Angelia. "So anyway, we were talking about the plan earlier...do I get to guess at it?" She grins.

Mas: He looks around for what Ingvar means by a task, the looks back at Ingvar. "Not everybody's a boss or a follower. Some of us aren't in the mafia."

Karlos Basoalto: He hangs back, idly waiting for Mas.

Mas: And then, whispered to Silkie "You didn't join the mafia did you?"

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *One hand pinches the bridge of his nose.*

Nabiki: *Continues leading them north, watchful for Dragons or anything else suspicious, as she's on point.*

Angelia Caponelli: She moves after Nab walking with Reyna and ndos slightly, "A 'plan' wasn't in the cards it seems."

 

Nabiki: 1,6,8,7,3,8,

Mas: He moves forward with Silkie, smiling to Karlos as he waits for them. "That guy reminds me of Trevor. He was bossy like that."

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She tosses a look at Ingvar again, and her grin widens just a little, turning a tad anticipatory.

Silkie: "It's okay if he bosses. He still came to help." *smiles at Ing's back*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *After Nab, a little behind and toward the side of the dock away from open water.*

Karlos Basoalto: He smiles ruefully at Mas. "I quite like Ingvar. He's intelligent. He's one of those things so rare that I swear I've never met one before."

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She blinks at that. "No plan? So what, we're just walking up through everyone that's got them, taking them by the hand, and leading them out?"

Silkie: *Nods her agreement. She's often thought Ing reminds her of Trevor.*

Singha: After a few miles of wandering through southern Brooklyn, they find themselves entering a distinctly Asian neighborhood. And getting some very unfriendly looks from the locals.

Nabiki: *Quirks her lips as Karlos just says everyone is stupid, and shoots a glance over her shoulder at him, slightly miffed.*

Angelia Caponelli: She unzips her jacket a bit more, "We'll see when we get there I guess Reyna. Me 'n you have done enough thinking on our feet this week. This can't be as bad as last time."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Whispers to Nab.* You seem like professional. Just ignore any yammering. THink if it like donkies braying.

Mas: He doesn't seem to realize he's just been insulted, and smiles and waves at the unfriendly locals, greeting them in Cantonese.

Singha: 2,9,8,

Silkie: *Drops back to walk with Mas.*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She chuckles a little bit at that. "Point made. It'll be interesting, at least." She says the word 'interesting' like it's a state akin to nirvana.

Nabiki: *Shoots an amused look at Ingvar and continues leading the party.*

Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: Ang know anything about this area at all?

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *The young Lord unzips his own jacket a touch, disguising what could be a pretty disconcerting gesture by reaching in and taking out a subway pamphlet.*

Karlos Basoalto: He doesn't seem to realise nobody's understood what he actually meant. But he meanders along with Mas, looking like an oblivious tourist.

 

Singha: Many people are utterly shocked at seeing Mas. Some make warding signs, as if seeing a ghost. Others give belated waves and smiles. Still others just gape. About two in five don't seem to recognize him.

Angelia Caponelli: "Yeah real intresting."

Silkie: *waves to some of Mas' fans*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: Her duster's open, so there's no need to unzip. She walks alongside Angelia, seeming perfectly comofortable with the fact that they're walking through a hostile area to attempt a highly dangerous rescue with no plan whatsoever. In fact, she seems to be warming to the idea more with each step.

Singha -> Angelia Caponelli: ((If it's Chinatown, Little Asia, Koreatown, Little Vietnam, or Little Tokyo, it's Dragon controlled. They need to get permission to enter the area or risk a breach of the treaty. But since the Asians have rejected the treaty...no breach))

Angelia Caponelli: She just keeps an eye out carefully.

Silkie: ((Is pretty sure Reyna's insane. *L*))

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Watches the maze of people warily. Of course he doesn't know what he's doing or where he's going... the important thing though, is that he ~looks~ like he does.*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: ((Must be a contagious condition. ;-) ))

Mas: He just keeps waving, exchanging some Cantonese dialogue with a few people along the way, and pointing toward Nabiki and the procession ahead of him.

 

Nabiki: *Golden eyes remain watchful. She's not happy by all the attention Mas is attracting and stops on a corner to speak softly.* "We aren't going to take anyone by surprise this way."

Singha: A little crowd of people starts following the procession, clotting up as Nabiki stops to chide Mas.

Angelia Caponelli: "Actually... the fact that he's hear seems to be a heck of a suprise... could be a useful distraction too."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He stops as well, leaning against a wall with his back, for the most part, to the others. Pale eyes continue to rove the people- and the rooftops.*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She nods to Nabiki. "I don't think surprise is on the menu right now, no. But we can still special order."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: It does indeed seem to make little sense.. bringing along the guy we are rescuing. What if he were to wait somewhere around here? Certainly word of his arrival will reach whoever is holding him, and they will come for him?

Nabiki: "Can we..." She looks pointedly at Mas. "Get an actual parade?"

Karlos Basoalto: His head is held high. But still he is silent. Merely supporting Mas' presence.

Mas: He veers away from the crowd to the front of a store where some wisteria vines are climbing up a support pillar, smiling and touching the leaves. "Look!" He says. "I have some of these at my house!"

Nabiki: Ing> "We are hunting his son, not him."

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: "How many people here know how to get where we're going?"

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Watches Mas distantly... is anyone in this city sane...?*

Nabiki: "We hov no information on our destination... odare dan day boy is dare."

Angelia Caponelli: She smiles a bit at the wistreria vines. "We'll get some on the way out Mas."

Silkie: *Walks over to look at the vines.*

Singha: More and more people start collecting around them. The man who owns the store runs out and stares at him, blinking. Then asks him something in rapid fire Chinese.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Levers himself up from the wall, staring quizzically at the man/Mas thing happening.*

Mas: He answers in Cantonese.

Angelia Caponelli: Ang keeps an eye on the gathering crowd.

Karlos Basoalto: He listens to the exchange, but says nothing.

Singha -> Silkie: Man: "Mas! You've returned! I'd heard you were dead!" Mas: "No, I went to Thailand. But the Dragons kidnapped my wife and son. Do you know where they're keeping them?"

Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: Man: "Mas! You've returned! I'd heard you were dead!" Mas: "No, I went to Thailand. But the Dragons kidnapped my wife and son. Do you know where they're keeping them?"

Nabiki: "Maybe we hov day useful makings of a riot, eh?"

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She looks around. "Well, either we set up shop here and start handing out flyers to come attend our next rescue, or we make a decision now. Just hanging out isn't getting the job done."

Angelia Caponelli: She nods a little to Nab. "Possibly."

Nabiki: *Looking thoughtfully in Mas' direction.*

Karlos Basoalto: His gaze flits around, assessing the crowd.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: "A riot could work. Chaos and confusion is our friend."

Singha: The man looks upset, and shakes his head. He answers grimly.

 

Silkie: *Smiling and bowing, making polite greetings in Cantonese to some of the people around her and Mas.*

Mas: Mas looks very sad. And then angry. He looks over at those with him. "They've killed all the SNakes."

Ingvar Urgahaldt: Leave Mas at Boat. Simple. Nabiki can lead us to boy, father can watch the boat so we know how we will leave, and his.... emotional state will not compromise us should something untoward have already happened to the boy.

Angelia Caponelli: "Just wait.." She tells Nab and Reyna gently. "I have a feeling it will unfold how it needs to. Nab which direction are we going from here?"

Singha: Those around Mas and Silkie seem surprised that she can speak their language and answer her politely.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Waits for someone else to figure out what a snake is. doubtless part of this 'sentai' business.*

Angelia Caponelli: Ang looks to Mas and then the people around slowly, "The dragons did?"

Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 2,4,5,8,8,2,5,

Silkie: *Scowls. Jimmy told her they were all dead, he failed to mention his people had murdered them all though.*

Karlos Basoalto: 10,9,5,1,9,10,7,

Karlos Basoalto: ((That was per+empathy))

Nabiki: Nods, looking around. She doesn't particularly like crowds. But will make the best of what she has.

Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 2,10,7,2,1,5,8,

Mas: He nods to Ang. "They killed all the Snakes." He looks utterly outraged and bewildered at this. "Just because they were Snakes."

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She stands there, crossing her arms and watching things unfold around her. A curious frown on her face.

Angelia Caponelli: She swollows, "Who ordered it? Where is he?"

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He steps closer to Ang- perhaps about to ask a question... better not to distract the leader with petty concerns. He looks at Nab, as though perhaps she will shed some light on whatever they are talking about.*

Silkie: *Looking upset too. She didn't think the dragons were bad. They tricked her.*

Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((Must have been thinking it's a WP roll to get that many sux. *G* Karlos sees that the majority of people in the crowd are plainly amazed that Mas is here. A few of them are wary of him. An equal amount are sincerly glad to see him and hold some affection for him. The main body of them are looking at him as if some previously deceased political figurehead such as George Washington suddenly appeared on their street talking to the locals.))

Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: ((But none are looking at him like they're intending to kill him?))

Nabiki: *whispers to Ingvar*

Mas: He asks the shopkeeper what Ang asks in Cantonese, looking very upset.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Eyes still on The crowd, he leans in to hear Nabiki*

Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: (No. Those types just looked at him and ran off as soon as they saw him. *G*))

Angelia Caponelli: She glances to Reyna, Ingvar and Nab. "What ever happens, you three slip off and get the boy. Nab's in charge."

Karlos Basoalto: He idly breaks away from the crowd working his way calmly to the outside of it.

Singha: The shopkeeper simply answers, in English. "The Dragons. The Gold Dragons."

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She nods. "Consider it done, hon."

Nabiki: *Her eyes also scanning the crowd and above... to the windows and roof tops for potential snipers.*

 

Singha: More and more people are congregating around them, as people run off and return with others, pointing Mas out and discussing him.

Angelia Caponelli: She moves away from the three and over towards Mas, Silkie and the shop keeper. "Who's in charge of these Gold Dragons?"

Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((Roll per+alert))

Karlos Basoalto: 6,3,2,10,8,2,

Nabiki: *Slight catch of her head at Ing and Rey, and she begins moving north.*

Singha: The shopkeeper shakes his head, fear coming over his face. He waves a good bye to Mas and says "That's all I know. Goodbye. You go now."

Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((he sees a cadre of young Asian men on a street corner, discussing and pointing out Mas, looking very unhappy))

Silkie: *Looks over at Ang and bows to the shopkeeper.*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She moves to Nabiki and Ingvar. "All right, Nabiki and Polite-boy. Looks like we're a regular menage-a-trois of rescuing power. Without the sex, of course."

Karlos Basoalto: He glances across at Angelia.

Mas: He waves back, nodding and looking sad. He looks to Nabiki. "Which way?"

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He nods to Angelia.. pale eyes linger on her whether she turns away or not. A fog threatens clear thought, and is shoved aside.. no more than a Lord.. *Chushmya. You will stay with Angelia. She will protect you.

Angelia Caponelli: She stares at the shop keeper a long moment before looking back to Mas. "You know who it is?"

Mas: 4,9,9,8,1,5,6,

Silkie: "Don't worry, I can take care of myself."

 

Nabiki: *She's already leading off...*

 

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *The Lord turns to follow.*

Karlos Basoalto: He turns and looks back to the asians at the corner.

Nabiki: *She feel naked here. Stealth is her ally and she's lost it to the crowd.*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: 2,7,3,7,9,

Singha: 6,9,4,3,8,

Angelia Caponelli: Ang glances around and then over the crowd, speaking to Mas and Silkie. ~italian~ The civilians are in danger. We need to clear the crowd.

Singha: The trio breaking off are watched by several Asians, most notably the ones on the corner, but also various shopkeepers and people in the crowd.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: ((per+Lead)) *Murmured to Nabiki* That way- the crowd follows Mas. You will regain your nose outside of it. *He points toward a thinning of the throng, still northward.*

Silkie: *Nods at Ang and clears her throat... then yells something as loud as she can in cantonese.*

Mas: "Let's go to the temple!" he says excitedly. "I haven't made puja there for a while!" He turns and heads off toward the nearest Buddhist temple.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She looks around at the people watching them, and speaks quietly to Nabiki. "Perhaps we can slip down an alleyway, find less watched way to our destination?"

Nabiki: *Checks the area, catching the thin spot Ingvar is suggesting and veering off that way some.*

Angelia Caponelli: She looks over the crowd and being tiny is unable to really see said asians on the corner past them. She winces a little as Mas and Silkie both go for two differant tactics and reaches for Mas' hand.

Silkie: ~C~ "YOU SHOULD ALL GO INSIDE BEFORE THE SHOOTING STARTS!"

Karlos Basoalto: He flinches as Silkie goes and blows it.

Angelia Caponelli: Assumes Silkie's just yelling that there's a fire or something so she continues along with Mas, glancing back to make sure Karlos and Silk aren't too far behind.

Silkie: ~C~ "Mas, don't you want to rescue your son?"

Angelia Caponelli: (am I the only one who doesn't speak Cantonese?)

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: ((No, you're not. *S*))

Singha: THe crowd just stands there and blinks at Silkie. And then disperses like a scene from a Western when the gunfighters walk down mainstreet.

Mas: Mas is already running down the street toward the temple.

Singha: 5,8,6,8,8,4,

Karlos Basoalto: He folds his hands behind his back, regarding the asians on the corner, head held high.

Mas: 1,2,2,9,3,1,9,

Nabiki: "Let's get away from day crowd, den we con try to lose dem. Disguising day foct we are not Asian is not so simple, eh?"

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He moves off to Nabiki's right.. 'accidently' hip catching the corner of a cart to knock it over- hoping the ensuing dance to get out of the way will give them a little more room to maneuver quickly through the crowd.*

Silkie: *Smiles. Is she good or what?*

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She hears Silkie yell, and looks around as the crowd vanishes. "Do I really wanna know what she just said?" Still walking along at Nabiki's right.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: ((forget the hip check thing then.))

 

Angelia Caponelli: Ang goes after Mas but slower, "Come on!" She yells back at Silkie and Karlos waving for them to follow.

Nabiki: "I do not speak dare tongue." Picking up the pace.

Singha: ((Everybody roll per+alert))

Silkie: *Darts after Mas.*

Karlos Basoalto: ~Italian~ "Go, Angelia." He calls loud enough for her to hear, but doesn't take his eyes from those he is watching.

Angelia Caponelli: 9,8,6,1,9,9,

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: 3,1,1,7,3,

Karlos Basoalto: 3,1,10,2,3,1,

Ingvar Urgahaldt: 3,1,8,3,1,

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: ((Ah, dammit.))

 

 

Karlos Basoalto: ((Uh...))

Silkie: 2,6,2,5,3,

Nabiki: 6,3,3,7,2,9,

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: ((I demand a recount! *Hides*))

Singha: Karlos, Ing, Reyna and Mas see...nobody following them, and nobody positioning themselves to attack.

Karlos Basoalto: ((Karlos ain't going nowhere))

Ingvar Urgahaldt: ((Prepares to take head out of ass next round. Regally))

Angelia Caponelli: (that was a lot of botches)

Singha -> Angelia Caponelli: Ang sees a group of Asians trotting after Mas, and some others from a three story window ahead of him pointing what looks like a rifle at him.

Nabiki: *Breaks into a run, wanting to get past the potential fight, letting the others hold them, so they can find the boy.*

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He lopes along after Nab.*

Singha -> Nabiki: Nabiki sees people running up the street ahead of her toward a red building with a tall gated fence around it.

Karlos Basoalto: He just remains standing, like some kind of oblivious bulwark, watching his cadre of asians while everyone else legs it.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: She looks surprised as Nabiki starts running, but she's determined to keep pace, so she starts hoofing it.

Angelia Caponelli: And thrusts her hand into her pocket, pulls out a pistol and aims up at a third story window at the same time yelling, ~italian~ "Mas! Heads up! 4 o'clock!" (or edit to where ever the group trotting after him is.)

Nabiki -> Singha: (does her nose tell her that's her destination?)

Singha -> Silkie: Silkie sees a group of people running after Mas, clearly intending on catching up with him.

Silkie: Darts close to the buildings, still running after Ing.

Angelia Caponelli: Shots at the third floor window.

Singha -> Nabiki: ((Well it's definitely in that direction but it could be in a building beyond that one, too. The Gift doesn't tell her how close she is, only the direction to find the prey))

Nabiki: 4,3,6,8,5,5,8,

Angelia Caponelli: 3,8,9,10,3,3,2,

Angelia Caponelli: 4,

Silkie: ((after Mas not ING.)) "MAS! RUN FASTER!"

Mas: He glances over his shoulder to look at Ang when she yells his name, shouting back "I DON'T SPEAK ITALIAN!"

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *The Lord turns sideways, putting his back to a wall for a second as Angelia shoots.*

Nabiki: *She's running flat out. There won't be any surprises. It's going to be a slash and snatch operation.*

Angelia Caponelli: "HEADS UP RIGHT BEHIND YOU!"

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: At the sound of gunshots, she throws a quick glance over her shoulder, and moves faster. Trying to keep up still. And reaching for Harry.

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *Then continues after Nab- evidently coming to the same conclusion as Nab does- long legs lengthen his stride until he's barreling down the street after her.*

Singha: 6,5,3,4,1,3,5,

Mas: 5,3,9,8,9,4,6,

Silkie: *Closing on the heels of those between her and Mas, she yells crude insults about their ancestors in Cantonese.*

Mas: 1,5,8,8,6,10,

Silkie: *Something about Dragons being born of shameless whores that screw little lizards.*

Nabiki: *Heading for a red building up ahead.*

Karlos Basoalto: Oblivious to the kerfuffle. Maybe he's gotten lost in reverie again.

Angelia Caponelli: (LOLS at Silkie)

Singha: Ang shoots about the same time the man in the window shoots. Ang hits, the man in the window misses. Mas realizes who's where after Silkie and Ang alert him and dives for cover, doing a good job of dodging those people running after him and trying to dive on top of him.

Silkie: ..and have all the honor of a randy goat..

 

Singha: 7,5,3,8,2,

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: Out comes Harry, which looks to be a .44 Colt Anaconda. She moves the hand with her gun to her side, hiding it by the duster, and follows Nabiki.

Singha: Thos diving miss and roll up and scramble off for cover, as well, turning and looking at Ang and Silkie with total alarm and fear.

Nabiki: *Nab is depending on speed now, still running flat out.*

Singha: Nabiki reaches the gated red building and is greeted with two guards pointing uzis at her.

Silkie: *YES! THEY FEAR HER! SHE ROARS AT THEM!* ~C~ "Run away before I eat you!"

Singha: ((per+alert those on Ang's side of the boulevard, and Karlos, who is on the corner))

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He swings out, to achieve some semblance of triangulation before firing.. but a large .45 fills his hand.*

Nabiki: *She's burning rage to shift, even as she runs.*

Karlos Basoalto: 2,6,3,10,2,9,

 

Karlos Basoalto: Oh! Are those gunshots?! He thought Fa Xoi had come early!

Nabiki: 9,8,6,2,3,

Mas: 2,9,7,8,8,2,9,

Angelia Caponelli: 9,7,8,1,5,9,

Mas: Mas disappears into the shadows, hiding like a master ninja (Dropping this nick atm))

Singha: Ang, Silkie and Karlos all see that what hit the sidewalk at Mas' feet was not a bullet, but a dart.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: Uzis...yay. She brings Harry up, taking aim at one of the guards, and smiling. "Hola, muchacho."

Silkie: *Will snatch up the dart.*

Karlos Basoalto: He looks to the dart. Then back toward his asians.

Singha: ((And anyone who is entering/attacking the house, please go to the Residence room below and roll init. Combat is confusing enough without having two fights simultaneously in the same room))

Ingvar Urgahaldt: *He slows to take aim- as he's on the other side of Nabiki, the as yet unnamed .45 is pointed at the other guard.*

Nabiki: *She smell of iron, gun oil, her sense of the prey, she's tuned... coiled.. ready to strike, a hunter in her prime.*

Angelia Caponelli: Ang doesn't hestate at all. She shoots at the goons who we going after Mas on street level.

Reyna Varinia Reìruno: ((Gone to Res))

Singha: ((Anybody staying here, roll init as well))

Angelia Caponelli: 10,

Karlos Basoalto: 6,

Singha: 7,

Karlos Basoalto: ((12))

Singha: 5,

Singha: ((13 in the building. 9 on the street))

Angelia Caponelli: (15)

Silkie: 2,

Silkie: (init 9)

Singha: ((Order as follows, fastest to slowest. Please be advised we're going hyper-cinematic, so once you post your action, roll to hit. Any 8's or 9's, you've wounded someone. Any 10's, you've killed them. Any 2's you've taken 1 lethal after soak. Any 1's you've taken 3 lethal after soak. Got it?))

Singha: ((Karlos goes first, then Ang, then building guys, then Silkie, then street guys))

Karlos Basoalto: ((Holding action for all-out defence))

Silkie: ((got it))

Angelia Caponelli: Ang is shooting the goons on the street.

 

Angelia Caponelli: 9,8,7,7,5,7,6,

Singha: Five men come running out of the house bringing their guns to bear on Ang.

Silkie: *Using her grand intimidation tactics as she scoops up the dart and rolls for cover. She's looking for Mas.*

Singha: 9,6,2,8,7,

Singha: Ang gets shot for 3 lethal after soak. Silke gets winged for 1 lethal after soak. Ang shoots two of the guys on the street as they scramble for cover, screaming something at Ang in Cantonese.

Singha: ((Silkie roll per+alert))

Silkie: 4,3,7,10,10,

Angelia Caponelli: (woot)

Singha -> Silkie: ((She doesn't see Mas but she does hear the guys Ang just shot at screaming "We're not Dragons! We're not Dragons! We were trying to help!"))

Silkie: "ANGELIA! DON'T SHOOT THEM!"


Angelia Caponelli: 9,8,7,7,5,7,6,

Singha: Five men come running out of the house bringing their guns to bear on Ang.

Silkie: *Using her grand intimidation tactics as she scoops up the dart and rolls for cover. She's looking for Mas.*

Singha: 9,6,2,8,7,

Singha: Ang gets shot for 3 lethal after soak. Silke gets winged for 1 lethal after soak. Ang shoots two of the guys on the street as they scramble for cover, screaming something at Ang in Cantonese.

Singha: ((Silkie roll per+alert))

Silkie: 4,3,7,10,10,

Angelia Caponelli: (woot)

Singha -> Silkie: ((She doesn't see Mas but she does hear the guys Ang just shot at screaming "We're not Dragons! We're not Dragons! We were trying to help!"))

Silkie: "ANGELIA! DON'T SHOOT THEM!"

Singha: ((New round, since Karlos' action is held. Karlos you can roll Per+alert to see what's going on in teh firefight. You also need to roll a dex+dodge and if you get any 1's you've been hit by the fire of the men from the building since you're in their line of fire.))

Angelia Caponelli: Ang's already bleeding all over. She whips around her gun between her and the guys that came out of the building but doesn't fire again unless they do.

Karlos Basoalto: 5,5,6,3,3,4,

Karlos Basoalto: 6,7,6,10,3,

Karlos Basoalto: Well he ain't quite sure what's going on. But that's because he's been too busy dodging like a fucking ninja.

Karlos Basoalto: It seems there's a bloody war going on all of a sudden. He's not quite sure when exactly this started...

Singha: ((Karlos I know you need to leave so if you like we can say that he's hiding during the fight.))

Karlos Basoalto: He draws a breath. Holds it a moment. Releases it slowly as he backs away into shadows.

Karlos Basoalto: 5,2,9,7,5,7,7,1,7,

Singha: ((New round. Declare and roll))

 

Singha: ((New round, since Karlos' action is held. Karlos you can roll Per+alert to see what's going on in teh firefight. You also need to roll a dex+dodge and if you get any 1's you've been hit by the fire of the men from the building since you're in their line of fire.))

Angelia Caponelli: Ang's already bleeding all over. She whips around her gun between her and the guys that came out of the building but doesn't fire again unless they do.

Karlos Basoalto: 5,5,6,3,3,4,

Karlos Basoalto: 6,7,6,10,3,

Karlos Basoalto: Well he ain't quite sure what's going on. But that's because he's been too busy dodging like a fucking ninja.

Karlos Basoalto: It seems there's a bloody war going on all of a sudden. He's not quite sure when exactly this started...

Singha: ((Karlos I know you need to leave so if you like we can say that he's hiding during the fight.))

Karlos Basoalto: He draws a breath. Holds it a moment. Releases it slowly as he backs away into shadows.

Karlos Basoalto: 5,2,9,7,5,7,7,1,7,

Singha: ((New round. Declare and roll))

 

Karlos Basoalto: It could just be a trick of the light. Or perhaps his skin really does turn the same black as his clothing as he dissapears utterly into the darkness.

Angelia Caponelli: Ang is holding her fire unless the men coming out of the building shoot again.

Karlos Basoalto: Calmly pulls his cellphone, tugging up his coat and ducking beneath it so the pretty lights don't escape while he simply makes a call.

Singha: The men coming out of the building definitely shoot again. It's the ones running on the street after Mas that are now scrambled in the shadows groaning from mortal wounds after being shot in the back that aren't attacking Ang.

Singha: 2,5,5,8,5,

Silkie: Silkie is taking cover.

Angelia Caponelli: 8,4,4,5,7,9,

Angelia Caponelli: (shoots back then)

Silkie: 7,9,5,8,6,5,

Angelia Caponelli: (At the ones coming out of the building)

 

Silkie: (ninja stealth roll)

Singha: Ang hits two of the building guys, and gets hit but soaks it.

Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 1,7,7,

Singha -> Singha: 5,7,6,7,4,4,10,

Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 9,10,6,

Singha -> Singha: 8,7,2,6,10,8,1,

Singha: Silkie hides. Mas is hidden. The guys who ran up the street are carrying their wounded off and disappearing into the night. The Building guys trot toward Ang and get ready to shoot her again.

Angelia Caponelli: (All five of the building guys still up?)

Singha: ((Yes, since you only started shooting them this round. *G* You shot the other guys last round))

Angelia Caponelli: (nods just checking)

Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: 8,5,2,9,2,10,

Angelia Caponelli: Having boughten enough time for them to at least think Silkie and Mas and Karlos are away, she looks at the five men and holds up her hands, pointedly putting the safety back on her gun. 5 on 1 in a short range fire fight just not odds she wants to keep playing.

Singha: They laugh and shoot her down.

Singha: 7,7,1,4,3,

Singha: Except one of the guys on the street shoots one of them in the head and kills him. Which makes the rest turn around to see where that came from. Ang gets hit 2x but soaks both

Angelia Caponelli: Ang's body shakes at the impact of the bullets. She growls angerly at the not-good-pain even though it does no real damage.

Singha: ((new round))

Singha -> Singha: 3,7,2,7,10,4,4,

Angelia Caponelli: Ang rolls the gun over her hand,flips off the safety and starts shooting again.

Angelia Caponelli: 6,8,5,5,6,5,

 

Singha: She hits the same guy she hit before and he goes down. The dragons start to realize they're in trouble, and start scattering for cover.

Singha: 10,2,3,

Silkie: *Silkie is leaving the shooting to Ang and making her way as stealthily as she can, towards the temple, thinking Mas went there.*

Singha: one makes it back into the building, the other two are lagging.

Silkie: 8,3,5,9,4,10,

Singha: 10,5,

Singha: One of the two guys left gets shot by the mysterious sniper and goes down.

Singha: ((Karlos is off doing Karlosy things. Ang is in the street shooting bad guys. Silkie sneaking to the temple. Three bad guys down in the stree, one back in the building, one running like hell. New round.))

Karlos Basoalto: 2,9,2,7,10,3,5,10,

Angelia Caponelli: Shoots the one running like hell. She's mad as fuck now.

Karlos Basoalto: Now seems like a perfectly fine time for 500lbs of lion to fall from the sky and crush the remaining mook.

Angelia Caponelli: 2,10,7,2,7,9,

Singha: Yes. Ang Kills him, Karlos smooshes him into pulp. Dragon soup.

Silkie: *keeps sneaking*

Karlos Basoalto: The blackness ripples away from his fur, like a drop of gold hit his head and is chasing the darkness away.

Silkie: 2,7,2,2,10,7,

Singha: They here some talking from those hiding in the wings in Cantonese.

Singha: Silkie will be at the temple next round. And nobody sees how she gets there.

Karlos Basoalto: Then he strides out into the street, head held high, and roars. Loud, challenging, rallying.

Singha -> Singha: 5,7,5,8,7,3,10,

 

Singha: They all hear the sounds of gunshots inside the building.

Angelia Caponelli: And reaches into her coat pocket, pulls out a new clip, drops her old one and slams the new one home. She looks around with a cold fury that might be more frightening then the raw rage of a few moments past. She looks over Karlos before she heads to the building.

Karlos Basoalto: He lifts his head, gazing around, before charging to the building.

Silkie: *Reaching the temple and looking around for Mas.*

Singha -> Singha: 8,9,5,

Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: Ang's going to try and click into Lady White snake and contact Reyna through the link that way.

Karlos Basoalto: He blends in with his background once more as they head inside, his fur rippling with the colours that he passes through.

Singha: Karlos reaches the open door of the building, where he sees two Dragons, both with darts sticking out of their chests. They are both staring wide eyed at Mas, who has a darting rifle in each bloody hand and a satchel slung over his shoulder. Another Dragon is already down with a dart in him and there's one back in the hallway with his throat slit.

Karlos Basoalto: ((DLP))

Karlos Basoalto: Gun toting psycho Mas. That's a new one.

Angelia Caponelli: 9,3,7,9,

Singha: "Elok's not here. I've killed the rest," he says, moving past Karlos toward the door.

Angelia Caponelli: Ang pauses on her way to the building and seems to concentrate.

Singha: "Pick up that one," he points out one of the darted men as he starts to fall. "We'll interrogate him."

Karlos Basoalto: He growls and bounds out into the street once more, pausing to listen, to taste the air.

Karlos Basoalto: 7,1,6,5,7,5,

Singha -> Angelia Caponelli: ((without the necklace activated it only works line of sight))

Angelia Caponelli -> Singha: (nods. With a try. She'd done it with Adam before)

Karlos Basoalto: Just pop over for a chat, she says. No it can't wait, she says. Huff.

Angelia Caponelli: She shakes her head and looks around, "SILKIE!"

Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((What's he trying to find with the scent?))

Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: ((He's trying to suss where the others went. Reyna, Ingvar and Nabnabs))

Karlos Basoalto -> Singha: ((Silkie can turn into a 700lbs polar bear, after all *lol*))

 

Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: ((on the same street opposite side of the boulevard, toward a red building with a gated locked fence around it.))

Singha: ((Does anybody move to pick up the drugged guy indicated by Mas?))

Karlos Basoalto: He glances back to Mas, indicating the red building with a flick of his tail. Then he bounds to one of the darted dragons, taking him by the arm and hauling him out into the street.

Karlos Basoalto: ((Was getting to that))

Angelia Caponelli: (Is just out side the door of the building at the moment.)

Singha: He moves after Karlos, guns ready, totally on the alert, shouting out in Cantonese as he walks down the stairs like he owns the city.

Silkie: *No answer from Silkie, since she's not there.*

Angelia Caponelli: And doesn't seem the least bit disturbed by Rambo-Mas. She walks along behind him, gun still in hand.

Karlos Basoalto: He continues dragging the body with ease. It's not as awkward as a gazelle - no long horns, all the limbs lie in a straight line...

Singha -> Karlos Basoalto: "THE DRAGONS SUFFER THE WRATH OF THE FIRESNAKE! OPPRESSION WILL BE OVER THROWN!"

 

Angelia Caponelli: And doesn't seem the least bit disturbed by Rambo-Mas. She walks along behind him, gun still in hand.

Karlos Basoalto: He continues dragging the body with ease. It's not as awkward as a gazelle - no long horns, all the limbs lie in a straight line...

Singha: He moves out into the street and goes to a nearby delivery van, slipping a key into the door and pulling it wide.

Karlos Basoalto: He follows to the van, hefting their prisoner up into it.

Singha: ((That was the side door for Karlos to load the guy up in))

Angelia Caponelli: She raises an eyebrow and stands back a bit as Mas opens up the van.

Karlos Basoalto: He remains in the van. Someone's going to have to keep an eye on this guy in case he wakes up in transit.

Singha: He tosses the keys to Ang, then slips into the shot gun seat, guns ready.

Silkie: *Silkie makes her way back to the boats when she doesn't find Mass at the temple.*

Angelia Caponelli: She moves around to the driver's side and slips in, reholstering her gun. "What about the others?"

Karlos Basoalto: ((I g2g. Let me have the log when y'all are done *hugs*))

Singha: "Silkie can get home on her own. The others are looking for Elok, Karlos says they're in a red building on the other side of the Boulevard"

Angelia Caponelli: (NIGHT HUN)

Silkie: ((Night Troo))

Angelia Caponelli: SHe turns on the car and pulls out, "We getting them then? Fuck I should have brought my necklace."

Singha: ((And move to Res room, please, all those in the car. Sorry, Sikie gonna have to do the temple with you somewhere else))

Singha: ((Some time else)))

Silkie: ((No troubles))