A comfortable suburban home in uptown Okarthel. It's one of several dozen witness protection homes scattered around the city, and from the outside looks just like any other 2.5 kids house. Inside, a tastefully decorated home with soft, pale blue carpeting and plenty of living space can be found. A fully stocked kitchen, indoor swimming pool and game room, two bathroom and one dedicated bath... it's a great place for people to go when they're risking their lives.
Okarthel
Omeaux Archive
The girl who had been beside Revilier, for her part, slips off quietly. She's the "informed" peg, mission control and the only one who has a good enough idea of what's going on to be able to spot every possible "wrong."
"Who's going to be guarding Revilier?" Yin inquires as she steps out and Arux hands over her armour, opening the box to check whether he'd brought the undersuit. Ah. He's good, yes. Really, she isn't yet sure she wants to wear it. The protection it provides is superb, even against most firearms, but she doesn' tknow if it's really a good idea to come dressed to fight.
"Does he need a guard?" Chao Lia turns sparkling, black dragon eyes on Yin. So Herbert had lied a bit-- trust is a wonderful thing to have, even if takes deceit to get it.
"I don't really know yet, until we have more of the situation figured out," the dragoon admits. "It was mentioned, so I asked."
"He won't have a guard, then. We'll have him wait in the brig. Planes have them these days." Chao Lia smiles a bit. "Arux, please take him into the plane. The attendants will show you where he goes. Yin, come with me. Other lady from unit Eleven, please go with Arux." She smiles a bit, and walks towards the rolling stairs, confident - of course - that her commands will just be followed.
And - of course - they are, to the letter. Arux's transport of Revilier is careful and loyal to procedure--the wyvern
is capable of tearing him in half, after all--but, very much like his longtime partner, he remains just as respectful as possible. Revilier
isn't Hannibal Lecter, he's a high-ranking foreign military commander who's gone toe-to-toe with the unit more than once...and, more often than not, won.
Yin glances after them, but of course follows Chao Lia as directed.
"Since I'm told that you're a vital part of the negotiations, I want you to speak for us. Adelisa's obviously out of her gourd, so use delicacy. Try to get her to say who her allies are. Again, kill her if you can." Chao Lia speaks quickly, and sharply, but not without a degree of friendliness. She leads Yin into the belly of the plane, and flicks on a light switch in a long, unmanned hallway. Flourescence floods the place, revealing row after row after rack of just about any kind of weapon one could possibly want in the modern age. "Snag what you like."
Yin raises an eyebrow. "I'd crack a joke about overthrowing a small nation if it weren't too close to true, ma'am." Glances over things...selec
ts a small pistol that's easily concealed, a normal, thigh-mounted one, a tiny tranquilizing device, and an ever-handy smoke screen
"Well. You should take a rifle. Or at least a load of extra ammunition. You'd better be expecting a firefight." Chao Lia hands Yin a web belt. "After she gets her spell, classic terrorist psychology suggests Adelisa will try to kill him and probably you too."
"I don't doubt it." Yin nods a bit. "I lose too much accuracy on rifles that aren't mounted. I'd rather rely on ice magic. Extra clips are lovely, though." These she's not shy in grabbing. "Is there a plan, or is everythign pretty uch dependant on Adelisa?"
"We've got the whole building wired with phosphorous grenades," Chao Lia nods. "They'll find some of them, they're just well hidden enough to be found. The rest are for when she opens up hostilities, or we get the info we need. They go off, we move in, round up everyone. They're all gold, so people can be convinced that they're clone soldiers. We bring them back here and do some tests, find out how to fix them, and probably have Adelisa hanged for crimes against sentient life."
Yin nods a bit. She hates to admit it, just for Revilier's sake, but has to agree. "So it will be just Revilier Omeaux and I entering at first, or...?" Finishes situating all the clips to her liking. Ice is crusting a little near one of her brows instinctively. It's hot in the hanger.
"Yup. We'll have snipers posted to watch for their snipers, of course. And radar. We're not going into this blind, but she won't be either." Chao Lia notes the ice, of course. "We'll take off in about..." looks at her wristwatch, "... seventy seven seconds. More questions get answered in the air-conditioned passenger area." And she heads that way.
Yin smiles a bit, glances over the area one more time, and takes a concealed knife. You never know...and it's not like it's impossible to thwart her ice. She follows quietly. Is thoughtful. Thinking about Revilier, mostly, and the situation. By the time she's sitting, the plane is already finishing taxing, moments away from lifting off and getting en route to Julen City.
Stumble!