Tiwa

"Yes we are."

He's changed into a different outfit from the one he normally wears in the bar and out in Sangala - this is tactical gear without being too obvious. Boots, dark cargo pants, a shirt and jacket. He has his weapons - knife and a pistol - concealed, along with a few other tools tucked into his jacket.

Carl nods slightly as the group steps into the room.

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Aiden's not armoured at the moment, so he just looks a lot like a very scruffy young man who's looking around with a sort of mild interest.

He wanders, slightly, peering at the walls.

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Perón, as it turns out, was right about the Bar making an exception regarding weapons for rescue missions, which saved him a trip home to retrieve a gun that has been primarily ornamental since his - resignation from the Army.

It also saved him the possibility of being derailed by any sort of business, worrying about finding a door back, or having a few seconds to click back into the mindset of home and think about what he's doing.

He has a gun in a holster at his hip, with extra ammunition as well, and a knife in a hilt strapped where he can easily get to it. He's looking around as he steps through the door with the rest, examining the new surroundings.

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The Baron slips through the door and steps to the side, his eyes taking in the surroundings.

"Yes, indeed, Madam. We are at your service." He doffs his impressive hat in a sweeping courtly bow.

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Hamlet, in full princely regalia (black on gold) arrives shortly afterwards, rapier in its sheath, face set. He seems unusually fair, figure relatively slight, blond hair just a little tousled.

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On his toes, Alex slips into the room quietly following the others. He doesn't have much to say right now. What is there to be said? He looks at the weapons and things on the walls, mentally calculating how quickly he could get to them and start stabbing things.

Currently he's wearing a shirt that's too big for him and pants. His feet are bare. Tucked in his belt are a pair of knives.

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Following the troupe is the young wizard who is pretty sure he's got all his gear with him.

If anything, at least he's got his wand.

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Ben steps inside the room, eyes sharp and expression unreadable. The Colt in his holster is clearly visible beneath his black jacket.

He gives a short nod to the man who he'd bet good money is Tiwa's brother Tane.

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Tane is good at stoic faces which is useful because he really wants to ask his sister how she knows such a collection of people,

"Right, well, need to find where she is. Know they'll be hiding her probably someplace that's hard for us to see but not everyone else. I'm Tane, this is Meg and you know Liam. You're all friends of my little sister?"

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Ben glances around the roomful of strangers.

"Reckon we are. I'm Ben Wade."

He tips back his hat.

"How's this place gonna be hard for y'all to see?"

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"Iron," Aiden guesses, mildly. "Giant camouflage net."

Thoughtful pause.

"Maybe both."

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"Carl Benton," he offers at-large to the group, as way of introduction.

"Somewhere close enough to the city to have gotten her away so quickly, but not anywhere that could risk them being exposed if she managed to get away for a moment."

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"Prince Hamlet of Denmark," comes the next introduction.

"Whatever I can do to help, I shall."

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"Karl Friedrich Hieronymous, the Baron von Munchausen. My blade is yours to command."

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He's silent for a moment before he realizes, oh right, introducing themselves. He's not sure whhhhy, but okay. "I'm Alex. Will I be able to kill things?"

This is important to know!

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"Aiden Moriarty." Then, because he feels sad that everyone else has titles and stuff, and he doesn't, really. "Revenir."

Pause. Waving one hand dismissively: "Insert dramatic pledge to help."

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"Juan Perón." He has claim to a title, like most of the others seem to, but little interest at the moment in claiming it. He prefers to leave his presidency at home for the time being.

He leaves it at that. He's still taking things in, observing the others.

(. . . Hamlet? Really?)

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Not to worry, Aiden. James has no titles either. ~~James needs no titles.~~

"Er. James Potter," he says, adding his own name to the introduction pile.

"So, have you got a way to figure out where she might be?"

Maybe a really big magnet?

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"Just got some maps and some ideas."

Tane says and then Meg gives him a look,

"We have more than that. I've found some of the most probable places in terms of iron and all while Tane's has the maps of the places of power in the city. It has to intersect with both."

(OOC: Subthread time, pick one, doesn't matter if pup is magical or not just which one they might go for and *hopes* this will go quicker.)

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Meg's got the map and is speaking as Liam is quiet at her side,

"Now they need a place that will give them space and iron so probably near the water or one of the older industrial areas."

Edited Date: 2009-03-23 07:31 pm (UTC)

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"My dear lady," the Baron gives Meg a deep courtly bow and comes up with a beautiful red rose which he presents to her. "Perhaps you could tell us where you think we should begin our search?"

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The map doesn't really mean much to Alex as he doesn't know the area. "Iron to hurt her... space to see people coming?"

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Perón listens attentively to discussion. It's a tendency learned in the military and reinforced in politics - keep quiet and unobtrusive until he has all the information he can gather. In this particular instance, he has even less ready information than usual, since he's at the unusual disadvantage of not even being on his own world. So he listens and files things away, preparing to act when it becomes necessary.

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Like Perón, Hamlet remains silent, both hands resting on the hilt of his rapier. The back of his neck prickles, reminding him that he has only so much time outside of the bar. His mind is, for once, not wandering, but nevertheless, his mouth is pulled down into a solemn frown.

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"Yes, the city is small enough that they can't have gone too far probably one of the suburbs."

Liam chimes in and starts pointing out areas near the water and on the edge of the city before Meg nods,

"If we could figure out maybe two main places to search, could start there."

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Perón studies the map thoughtfully, the information coming together in his mind.

"They'll want," he says slowly, "a place where they can easily supply what they need, but isn't too obvious. Nowhere well-known or likely to be visited, but nowhere so hidden away as to make things difficult on themselves."

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"Some place a young bird with a beautiful voice can't be heard if she cries for help."

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"Near roads? But off busy streets. Large area. How many people will they have? What can they do." His fingers trace roads on the map near the waterside.

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Tane also has a map but this one is highlighting rather different things,

"Now, we know where most of the sources of power in the city are and they must be near one of them to hide what they're doing."

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"Yeah?"

James leans over to take a better look at the map Tane has in his possession.

"This is a vampire and mage, right? They haven't got ... large armies or anything, have they?"

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"It won't matter if it's just two of them or a lot," Carl says, as he moves to glance at the map. "You still go in there prepared to be outnumbered, and when you're not, it's a pleasant surprise."

Nothing is ever pleasant in his line of work.

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Ben squints at Tane's map.

"I'm bankin' they'll have bigger numbers, but can we take out these power sources? Knock out the lights or whatever the hell they're hidin' behind?"

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Tane runs a hand through his hair as he thinks,

"Um not armies just apprentices and not quite vampires, more like servants but not near their power. Yeah, that exactly, have to be set for all. Oh and the power things on here, not electricity but.."

He's not good at explaining this so thinks about it for a moment before answering,

"Sources of energy of sorts. You're the gunfighter so you know that when we do magic, it has to be built up. Place like this or the Freehold, its just there for you. And they have to be near someplace like that or else they couldn't hide."

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He absorbs the information and nods to the map.

"So y'all got these, uh, energy pockets narrowed down?"

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"And how can they be damaged or dampened to keep them from getting access?"

There was a reason he brought C4 with him on this trip.

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James listens for the answer, pretty sure he's likely the least experienced 'fighter' in this group.

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"Probably won't be able to do too much damage to 'em just cause going to be protected. More important to bring them down quick as we can."

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Ben's forehead creases.

"So how're we gonna do that? Are bullets gonna hurt these power sources?"

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"We could use the power sources," Aiden pipes up. "Can we? It'd even out the odds a bit if we could."

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Carl will be keeping a close eye on James - Tiwa's told him enough about the lad that he doesn't want him getting hurt.

"I'm not a magic user, I'm just good at getting in and getting out of a location without raising alarm."

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James looks thoughtful.

"It would be a good idea to use the power sources, if we can," he says in agreement. "Or - perhaps if we found a way to divert the power long enough to sneak past them..."

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"Oh yeah, kind of smoke 'em out. Also Mage at least is mortal so he can be taken down just have to get by his protections. Vamp's going to be trickier, they're hard to kill possible though. Think if we can get in and use the power to distract, that'll make attacking them simpler."

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"What kinda weaknesses they got? I ain't bringin' any magic to the table, but you tell me where to aim and I'll be sure'n hit the mark."

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"I got explosives, if we need them."

Not to mention a gun and a knife with a very fine edge.

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"Well, if you do need magic, I've got that bit covered," James says, before adding, "- erm. Depending on what it is that needs doing."

Not so much with the big magical supernova explosion-type things here.

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Ben glances at Carl and James -- James, that's the boy she likes -- in turn.

"Reckon we could use that dynamite as a diversion, Benton? Draw the attention to us while the magic-types," and his eyes slide to James and Tane, "slip on through to find Miss Tiwa?"

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