Chapter Two: The Meeting

[logan]

Patriot

Spotting the van, he takes note of its movements. He radios Shroud. "Irish, can you make out the driver?" It's obvious to Patriot that the club is under surveillance by someone else, but the question was who. If he had to guess, he would say it was SHOCK, but he wanted to be sure.

[dakota]

clicking off the music, Khris replied as he watched the van, already making his way down the buildingside . " Looks like a regular delivery driver, but I donna think he'd be advertising just who he is. I'll just have to go and ask for some I.D. Kiddo, stay put and keep an eye on things. Lapdog, if things go wrong, you get to do that meta rescue you suggested to the boss lady." He squelched his transmission to make it sound like he had shut his phone's two way off and continued towards the ground.

Reaching the ground with his sandals in hand, he slipped them on and made his way to a street corner he'd watched the van already pass that he was nearly certain that at least Jeckle had a clear view of and waited for the van.

[tag]

[shiivster]

* Jeckle continues to watch, this time she gets a clear view of the plate as it comes about, then to the driver's face and frowns as most of it is obscured by streetlight glare.

...o0( i wonder. was i supposed to be armed for this? .. so nice to know things like that ) *she then starts to widen her view of the van and to the surrounding area on the street, to the sidewalks, then to the buildings near the club near the van.

[tag]

[logan]

Patriot

Keeping his eyes on the club and not watching Shroud's progress, Patriot keys his mic. "Just kee me apprised. I'm keeping eye on the primary target."

[thagema]

Jeckle scans the van and is able to pull a good plate number once it's past her. The driver's face was slightly obscured, but she did see a person in the passenger seat. She was able to see that both occupants were wearing ball caps, though no logo was visiable.

Dante is finally able to spot Tiger sitting on a bar stool. The club isn't heavily populated, but most of the occupants are definitely mutants. That's why it was rather easy to spot Tiger. She really stands out. The Tribe standing by the stairs gives a slight nod as if someone was talking to him, then shifts slightly turning towards Tiger enough that he can watch her out of the corner of his eye. Raising his hand, he speaks to the inside of his wrist, then nods again, but still remains at his post.

Back outside, a few minutes pass when the van turns the corner heading towards the club again. Magician starts crossing the street and making his way to the club. His gaze stops briefly on Shroud, but he quickly corrects and focuses on the club. As he gets closer to the door he reaches into his pocket and pulls his wallet, getting ready to show the bouncer his ID.

On the opposite block, diagonal from Shroud's current position, a female mutant, judging by body shape and walk, with a feline head comes into view. Her sight is focused on the club and the small group standing outside. The van slows to a creep and turns off it's headlights.

[dakota]

Walking acrossed the street, Khris circled around behind the van while trying to make it look as though he wasn't paying attention. Once he had position, he slipped his sandals off and swapped them for his Pythons, keeping them out of sight and waited to see what transpired.

[tag]

[shiivster]

* Jeckle quietly states to Patriot over the communications device 'pilot and co-pilot. clear plate, half view. caps and no logo's ... best i got"

*she then goes quiet again as she gets her radioactive paint balls ready. the rifle is adjusted for longer range, and then its loaded quietly. she stands ready to 'tag' so the others can 'bag' the driver or swamper at a later date*

[tag]

[thagema]

Inside the club, the music is still pumping. The bartender Tribe comes over to Tiger and takes her drink request. He doesn't seem as friendly with her as he does with the rest of the customers, though. As he fills the glass per her request, he stops for a moment as if he is listening to a voice only he can hear. Before he brings her drink, he stops next to the register, writes a note on a napkin and places it under the drink, writing side down, then places it in front of her. Taking payment ($4.50, by the way), he leaves her.

Dante watches the exchange casually feigning disinterest. A scantly clad, red-scale skinned mutant walks by Dante and gives a slight smile as she passes, her forked tongue flicking in and out.

Outside the club, the van continues to creep slowly forward before stopping on the street corner diagonal from the club. Shroud positions himself carefully out of view of the side mirrors. With no windows in the back, he finds it easy to slip up to the back door. By his estimate, no beings of power are inside the vehicle. His senses pick up the female mutant as she gets closer to the van.

As she's about to give a friendly shout to her waiting friends, the large side door to the van flies open and three men jump out wearing what appears to be SWAT riot gear, sans shields, though there are no badges or other identifiers on the black suits. One carries a strange looking rifle and the others have what appears to be taser-like pistols.

The mutant is surprised by the men's appearance and is not ready to react as the large rifle targets her.

[albatross]

[Tiger]

She ignores the change and picks up the drink and "accidentally" sweeps the napkin onto her lap with her elbow. She sets her drink down, flips the napkin over, reading it quickly just before she flips it over and puts it back under her drink. She takes a long drink of water, letting her senses reach out.

Still concentrating on the task at hand, she idly checks the message from Jeckle. She is not surprised, and files the information away in her mid, leaving it entirely up to the team outside.

[tag: any]

[thagema]

The note reads:

"enjoy drink - 10 mins - go 2 stairs"

The ink is starting to smear slightly due to the condensation on the glass, but it is still legible.

[albatross]

[Tiger]

She sloshes the Scotch a tiny bit so the napkin gets soaked through with it, making sure no one else will be able to understand the note, and she nurses her water for exactly ten minutes.

She has a small smile as she thinks about the unfriendly stares she catches occassionally. Her whole life she has worked with extraordinary people, many of them mutants, and she was the odd one out as a relatively genetically "normal" human. Ironically, her training has perhaps distanced her further from humanity than some of the patrons in all but the most superficial of ways.

Besides, she thinks to herself, how do they know there aren't six or seven Tigers outside just as there a several Tribes inside. Appearances, frequently the final mistake. In any case, she resolves to be a bit more outlandish the next time she goes to an all mutant bar, perhaps dying her hair purple and wearing a playboy bunny outfit- maybe that would blend in better.

She collects her wandering thoughts and picks up her mostly full scotch and makes her way towards the stairs as if she is going over to chat with a friend. Her stride is casual and she doesn't seem at all disturbed by the less than generous glances. Although she appears casual, she is very alert, hoping the team outside can keep things under control for the duration of her meeting.

[tag: Tribe, any]

[shiivster]

* Jeckle blinks with shock and then mutters into the radio to Patriot 'what the ****? ... it's a snatch and grab .. what do i do? .. i can track the vehicle if i hit the rad now ... but .. .... '

*its clear she has NO clue what to do now, and needs instruction

[tag]

[dakota]

With his revolvers drawn, Khris uses the commotion of the abduction to his advantage. He cloaked himself so he'd appear more as a blur than anything else and made his way up to the open side door. Stealing a glance inside first, he focused on the two with the taser, intentionally drawing attention to himself as he cocked the .357 magnum hammers. " You gents have an extraordnary poor taste in pickup lines. Now drop the bloody hardware before I show you what full metal jacketed rounds can do to that kevlar you've got on. " He pushed his bluff a little further, speaking clearly so Patriot and Jeckle could hear him over his open phone line." And Mr. Driver, no funny stuff, you donna want to know what my partner with the sniper rifle could do to you at this range."

[tag]

[Dome]

"Purple Hair... Might look good...I know the meeting place...Should I meet you there...Can't stay connected if out of sight..." Tiger hears going through her head in Dante's voice. His connection with her complete, but a full conversation would be to distracting for the moment he decides and thus uses short phrases with pauses in between.

As Dante has this mental conversation with Tiger he gives a wink to the long tonged girl as she passes by.

[tag]

[albatross]

[Tiger]

She slows her thoughts to try to make herself more understandable, though she is only partially successful...

hold-your-position-for-now-if-I-need-you-you'll-know-it
if-there-is-trouble-I-don't-want-us-all-trapped-in-the-same-place
watch-my-back-and-keep-things-under-control-out-here
move-if-you-need-too-but-don't-come-to-my-rescue-unless-I-call
or-unless-you-lose-connection-with-me
thanks-I'll-try-the-purple-next-time


[tag:any]