DownloadCastle

'I don't have a name, officially I don't exist, never have, I'm known by the code of Omega or by the name 'Wolf', either is fine, I don't mind. I'm fine with the plan, just tell me where to be, I've got the weapons, you just tell me when to use them'

'Nice to meet you Mister Wolf. I'm Tommy Davidson, you can call me TD if you want. And this is Sh4k4 Br4h4. I call 'im Sh4k4.'

'I think we should call the johnson back in and see if there is anything else he has to tell us. After that we go back to your ride and you drop me to my bike and we go from there.'


Edit; OOC; Does this keep the contunity a bit better mantis?

The Johnson returns to the smoky and ill-lit room shortly after TD pokes his head out the door and calls for him.

"So. Time is wasting gentlemen. Have you decided to take me up on our offer or did you have yet further questions that need to be answered before you begin?"

His slightly clipped tones suggest that he just may be covering a bit of annoyance at your continued presence at the bar as opposed to being on the road with the package...

'We're going. Just one thing. I assume this thing won't be anygood if we get it wet?'

'I figured as much. Just making sure mate. Ok, we better get going if we gonna get this done on time.'

Thinks for a minute, 'what is the time anyway?'

'Well, let's get mounted up gentlemen my car's out in the parking area, we'll get you, TD, to your bike, then we'll get this package to where it needs to be.'

'Alright. It's parked down the street, it's the black Indian Pathfinder.'

Wolf looks down for a second before turning round to TD and Sh4k4, 'Hang on a sec, this doesn't seem right, I think using the coyotes might be a better idea, there's some rather entertaining features of my van I'd rather the security forces not find out about,'

'Fine by me Mister Wolf.'

Turns to the johnson, 'could you send us the info for those Coyotes?'

The Johnson pauses for a moment.

"Done."

'Thanks.'

Turns to fellow runners, 'Well Mister Wolf, since you want to use the coyotes, you can call them, AFTER Sh4k4 does a background check on them.'

Get one background check? On coyotes? I ken try cuz, but no guarantee gon fine anyting. Kinda their job stay hidden.

'Just please find what you can.'

Sh4k4 looks up at the other two as the Johnson exits . . . again

"Get no luck wit da coyotes. Da kine stay hidden. Dey exist but no can fine anyting else bout dem. If we gonna work wit dem, we gotta trust em."

'Hmm, not suprised. You gonna ring them Mister Wolf?'

'Very well, I shall contact them, any chance you two could start scouting round the Matrix for anything helpful?'

'Sorry mate, I'm Allergic to the matrix. And VR. And also those yappy little designer dogs-things that those holo-vid stars always seem to have. God I hate those things'