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I don't have anything particular I want to do in London.
Falla chuckles and says "You may have a point, but as my King's security, a lot of his survivability has come from a lot of my sleepless nights."
"You're right, of course, but then again I honestly gave up trying to get that man to follow the sane, sensible course of action years ago."
As Charlemagne and Falla are working together, she pauses for a moment to think while staring at a street map of the city with the route listed and says "do you have any way to hide your aura as a Servant your highness? It might prove useful to be able to have you as a surprise if trouble comes. We could even dress you up as a member of our clan to further the illusion. Let's just say that the mage's association and I do not have a great relationship, and I want to have as many contingencies in place as possible for when things go sideways." While she talks, Falla continues to examine the map and says "You should expect that there is a real possibility that we'll have to fight our way out of the city. I certainly hope it doesn't come to that, but I can't stop thinking about how this is a trap, and how worrisome it is that they want to get all of the clans and kings in one place. Especially since it's their home ground. I'm going to try to talk Victor out of this trip again, and I'd suggest that you do the same with the Captain."
"I don't have any other questions, but I would suspect that the servant who appeared in Mali will likely appear again, so whatever security teams you have should likely be carrying heavy weapons."
Falla finishes her mental notes then passes the file to Charlemagne.
Falla will grab the file and begin looking through it, making mental notes as she goes, since they will likely not allow them to take the file.
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"Well, perhaps we can launch a coordinated strike against the Grey Clan? If we could get the other clans on board, it would go a long way to showing the mages that we can handle clan affairs in house." "It might also let them know that we can come together if we need to; a subtle threat in case the mages think that we'll just hand them over the slates and call it a day."
I'm actually fine with three people, given the nature of the game.
Certainly!
"I told you a decade ago the Mages would be a problem my King." says Falla quietly and very matter-of-factly.
Falla Snorts out a laugh, but doesn't say anything.
As the group enters the office, Falla will let Victor sit, then take up a position behind him.
Falla will climb into whatever SUV Victor goes into, but will send the bulk of the other Silver clansmen into the other SUV.
Falla said nothing as Gheid interrupted Victor, just took mental notes. Then, when Charlemagne spoke up, she gave him a sideways look and a nod of respect, all while reloading every weapon she carried, including the rocket launcher.
"I had several set up, but I do not trust that they haven't been compromised. If you are willing to give us a ride to the airport, I'm sure we could give you a ride to a location of your choosing."
"'What that was' was an assassination attempt by a servant against my king. Were it not for Charlemagne, his compatriot, and myself, it would have been a closer thing than I care for by a longshot, which means that someone intercepted the details of our meeting. This, I do not care for at all. I'm sure we'll eventually ferret out who betrayed us, but the most important thing is getting out of this country." Turning to Charlemagne and Roland, she would add "Do either of you know whose servant that was?"
"Thank you your highness. It was instructive watching you fight." says Falla as she climbs out of the vehicle.
"We thank you for your hospitality."
Falla will make sure that Victor is safe, then say "We should probably get out of here. Rockets tend to bring the authorities, even in this part of the world."
"Dispersed, dead; either way works for me."
Reflexively, Falla reloads the rocket launcher and moves towards Charlemagne. "Well, that worked out better than I thought it would. Score one for modern technology. We should probably get out of here though."
Taking aim, Falla shouts "Frag out!" as she fires the RPG at the hostile swordsman.
I am posting this to all my games (apologies if you see this multiple times): I am going to be out of town for an work conference that I was asked to go on last minute. I will be out of town through Friday (the 27th). There will be internet a the hotel, but the schedule will be really hectic and I won't have a lot of time to post. Please bot me if I am in your game, and if you are in my game, please note that I will probably not be making an update until Saturday at the earliest. Apologies and thank you for your patience.
"Was worth a shot." Falla begins sprinting back the direction she just came from.
Knowing that it is likely useless, Falla begins firing anyway as Charlemagne begins his charge, hoping to get lucky if nothing else.
"You have been told not to tell us your name, but did you master tell you not to tell us which clan you represent?" asks Falla from cover.
Falla finds cover and draws a bead on him.
Rallying the remainder of her clansmen to her, Falla will send out scouts towards the vehicles that she set up. "Check them for explosives *before* getting into them and starting them. If you do get a vehicle running, Move away from here and then call in a position to rally to." "Apologies my liege, but what did you want to tell me?" While it's clear she's listening to him, she's also scanning the area, looking for additional threats.
"That is not good." says Falla as she moves to cover. "Your Highness, Sir Roland, I do believe you are up. I will back you up as best I can, but don't wait for me if you see an opening."
Falla will again find cover and help her clansmen, specifically targeting the people with the most powerful weaponry.
"I'd throw down my weapon and surrender if I were you, before you make him mad." shouts Falla as she dead sprints back towards the Café.
Going on the offensive as she dashes to another car to use as cover, Falla draws her other pistol and pops up, putting withering fire into one of the men armed with a rocket launcher.
Yes, I'll just do the one attack for now. I want to get the hang of the system and will slowly start spiking up. Besides, thematically, it makes sense that she would take her time to line up the first shot.
If you have to fight, attack first. Targeting one of the guys with the RPGs, Falla will shoot him.
You can't! Cause I just did =P
"So, this is what has become of the MLF? At one point you were a group that had a message worthy of respect, but now you've what, come here to kidnap us and hold us for ransom? Who among you speaks for your group? We would like to negotiate."
Her preparations finally finished, Falla will watch as the remainder of her clansmen hustle their King in the opposite direction of the threat. A moment later they relay that they are at the prepared escape vehicle. Falla sends them a quick text to remind them to check the vehicle for tampering or explosives before they get in. Stowing her phone again, she picks up her pistol from the table and says to Charlemagne "Your highness, let's go meet with our guests. The did go to all the trouble of coming down here to die, so we should probably go and see who it is." With that, she begins tactically making her way down the street, jogging from cover to cover and scanning for silohuettes in windows that have weapons, as well as rooftops.
"Fear not my king, I have the King of Paladins and his friend with me. I'll deal with the less...paranormal threats that such assaults always seem to entail."
Falla will pick up her phone and pocket it without looking at it. She will then draw both her pistols, chamber rounds into them, and then turn to Donnall and say "Get him out of here. I'll go have a talk with our guests." As she says that, the other patrons of the cafe all stand up and draw weapons. To the Charlemagne, Falla will say "Assuming that these oncoming people do not work for you, what say we set aside differences for the moment and face them in a united front? Whoever is coming will be decently powerful, mystically speaking." "Besides," she will add, looking at Roland, "it might be neat to see a historial re-enactment."
Falla begins to say something, but Charlemagne's comments stop her. She quickly picks up her phone, and sends out a text: be alert. Possible incoming. Speaking as loud as she had before, Falla says "Look, there is no reason not to be reasonable here. I'm sure that we can work something out. Of course, before I promise anything, I'll have to check with my king. He should be here in a few days, and I'm sure that he will be more than happy to talk about some sort of compromise."
"Perhaps these attacks have something to do with the rise of the strain we're all here to discuss? What if the Grey King is recruiting?"
"Has there been any other activity in the region targeting infrastructure? Hang on a moment, let me do some searching really quick" Falla grabs her phone and does a quick google search of Al Jazeera for attacks in Angola.
Walking into the bustling cafe, Falla will approach the counter and ask to speak to the owner. AFter the requisite wait, Falla will offer the man a large sum of money to book his establishment for the day. "We will need a couple of servers for a period of time, but we will pay everyone involved twice their normal salary for one day's worth of work, in addition to whatever the cost is to lease your establishment." After arranging to secure the site as best she can, Falla will meet with a certain "pawn broker" and secure several throwaway handguns. She will spend the rest of the evening cleaning and repairing them. The glove compartment of each of their rental cars will get a handgun, and she will wear a pair herself, with a backup ankle holster pistol.
Turning to the servant, Falla will stand and say "On behalf of my king, I greet you in mutual respect. My liege hopes that today's proceedings are joined in the spirit of mutual cooperation and continued peace." She then turns and faces the Corporal and responds to his question: " Please, be seated, but know that if you offend my king, you will not live long enough to tell anyone of it." she then gives him her best predatory smile as she sits back down and picks up her phone, apparently uninterested in further discourse.
"As you command, my lord. I'll go and check on our travel arrangements, plus set up things on the ground. Donnall, come with me. I have to see to your training as well."
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