chicago mission ♔ the people under your feet are shooting stars in the night

[rationalizes]

♬ Dreamworld - Rilo Kiley

WHO || Gar, Kat, Mark, Dumage, Martha, Myri, Buffy, Sven, Spike, Desmond Descant, ??, ?? [Closed]
WHAT || The Knights infiltrate Nightscape to intercept a deal for the Eternal Jade. And... so does Des. At the same time. Hilarity ensues???
WHERE || Chicago. Nightscape.
WHEN || Friday, March 9th, various tiemes.
HOW || Actionspam; Don't sweat tagging order.

It's been a busy day. Following Gar's discovery of a message that seems to imply a trade for the artifact known as the Eternal Jade will take place at a location called "Nightscape" the next evening, several of the Knights headed out to the area outlined in Hoffman Institute files, only to discover the place was an office building that sold pharmaceuticals. However, as Myrilandel stared at a strange canopied fruit stand attached to the front of the building, she began to notice something, well, quite odd about it. A long line of people waited against the edifice to enter the stand, but none of them looked as if they fit into the commercial sector whatsoever, with their leather, vinyl, spiked hair, glitter, colored hair, etc. In fact, only by staring at the image presented and concentrating could the others recognize there was something wrong with the whole picture - something that caused theirs eyes to rebound off from it and find the entire scene innocuous otherwise. The line of people disappeared into the canopy - but none of the crowd ever came out again, defying any logic about how many people could humanly fit inside the tiny stand at a time.

It was clear that it wasn't just any fruit stand.

It was an entrance. They quickly surmised just what it had to be an entrance to. Myrilandel managed to note a number of guards emerging from the club after hours, dressed in some kind of futuristic looking armor that... looks a lot like Halo armor. She spotted the symbol on the side of the van they climbed into, and the surveillance team took note of it before heading back to the hotel.

Meanwhile, the research team back home (Kat, Buffy, and Sven mostly, since Gar passed out asleep in her chair) threw themselves into finding out what they could about Nightscape: and found rumors about an invite-only underground club, whose location was protected by magic, which seemed to mesh with what the other Knights had seen. The most interesting aspect of the club, however, wasn't just the fact that invitations to it come in the form of pills that implant directions into the subject's unconscious mind, but that supposedly it played havoc with the memories of those who frequent it. Every visit fades from the patron's mind when they leave, in the same way a dream does - they could remember a vague feeling of what it was like, but not any details about what actually occurred - and the more they attempted to remember, the more the memories would elude them.

Today, they've managed to look up that symbol Myri noticed on the side of the van and identify it as belonging to a private security firm that hires out to wealthy patrons in often underhanded deals. Which has allowed a plan of action to be hatched. :O

The Knights will coordinate efforts to plant a fake detour between the security firm and the club, derailing a van full of guards to lead to a stop light that will be controlled by Kat. And allow them to come up through a conveniently placed manhole to plant a device on the underbelly of the truck that will cripple its battery temporarily. At this point, the Knights will assume control of the vehicle, and Kat, Gar, Buffy, and Spike will don the armor of the guards and take their weapons, proceeding to the club as security personnel. Mark and Myrilandel will transport the captured guards to somewhere safe to keep them out of the way and possibly interrogate them. Dumage and Martha will drop off Sven at the club - he'll be attempting to bluff his way through the front door as a patron so that they can have an eye in the crowd as well, and then the ladies will park on the street to sit and wait as a getaway car / backup if necessary.

Obviously, nothing could possibly go wrong. :)

[ooc; subthreads to come!]

Comments

[shootfirst]

[Buffy knows her girl power heart. She just gives Spike a shrug of sympathy] You could always wait in the car.

[nosdacaraid]

I'm guessing this means I'm waiting in the car too. [ :| ]

[postergirl]

[Dumage squeezes onto the couch next to him, and wraps her arm through his] You could always keep me company on the backup team.

[rationalizes]

Actually, there'll probably be enough suits in the van for four of us, so perhaps Spike should come after all. Especially if they're expecting four guards in the first place.

[bigbad]

[Spike's amazed Buffy didn't think it was personal. He figured on her blowing up at him for anything. But thanks, Gar, you are now his favourite.]

I'm not really the sitting and waiting type. And I'm sure more back-up won't hurt. Just in case.

[slays]

Just because there will be four suits doesn't mean we've gotta fill them all. [ She's glowering at Spike. ] I don't see why he can't just keep the engine running for us if he has to come along.

[bigbad]

[He shoots her an insolent look.] You sit in the car if it means so much to you. There's finally something interesting happening. I don't want to miss out.

[rationalizes]

If they're expecting four, there might be questions if we broke from the usual routine, and it could be dangerous to answer incorrectly if they inquire about the whereabouts of the fourth. [Just sayin']

[slays]

[ ... God, she hates when you're all rational like that, Gar. Logic is her worst enemy right now. She purses her lips for a moment, then concedes. ]

... Fine. But, I don't see why someone else can't be our fourth.

[postergirl]

Now, now, darling. You really must learn how to share.

[bigbad]

Got any reason past not liking me that I shouldn't come along?

[slays]

Because there are better options. People who wouldn't be coming just because they're excited to see action. [ She turns to Gar. ] Didn't you say Dumage usually does this espionage stuff? If we're infiltrating in under the guise of these guards, she's a way better choice.

[nosdacaraid]

[Mark looks over at Dumage] I'm not sure how convincing she'd be at pretending to be a rough tough guard, but it's not a bad idea to have someone trying to go in the front door.

[postergirl]

[Quickly:] Why don't we send in my squire that way? It'll be good practice for him, and if he can't get in, I'll give it a go. Which puts me in the backup car. He can even have me on earpiece. I can give him pointers.

[shootfirst]

[Meanwhile, Kat side-eyes Buffy] What's wrong with being excited to see some action, anyway? I really don't blame him.

[rationalizes]

I suppose it couldn't hurt to have someone trying a more traditional approach, since we have no idea who'll be making the trade, and what we'll be looking for. Another set of eyes in the crowd could make the difference between success and failure.

[And then she hones in on Buffy and Spike, looking uncomfortable at their bickering:] You really must be able to set aside whatever... this is. We're all on the same team.

[slays]

I can set it aside just fine. [ She bristles. Can you blame her? ] You want him to come? Fine. Bring him along. But, don't expect me not to say "I told you so" when he blows it for all of us.

[postergirl]

Well, if he does, you might all be dead, and then we won't have to hear it out of you.

[nosdacaraid]

[Mark gives her a disapproving look, putting a hand lightly on the crook of her elbow and saying quietly:] Dumage... [When she glances over, he just shakes his head sadly]

[bigbad]

Me, blow it? Least I'll be focusing on the bad guys instead of my teammates. Worry about yourself.

[slays]

Can we just get to figuring out who's gonna keep the engine warm and who's gonna keep an eye on the guards once we take 'em out?

[nosdacaraid]

[Mark seems to jump at the opportunity] I'll watch the guards. [Dumage quirks an eyebrow at him in disappointment for jumping ship off her getaway car team]

I mean... muscle... and all.