Progflaw99
Well-Known Member
Objective: Dissolution
Allies: [member="Isobel Nakano"] | [member="Dominic Craig"] | [member="Luther Ando"] | The First Order
Due to a pesky schooner and several small fishing boats, it had taken Val longer to get in position than she'd have liked. For a moment it looked like the yacht was going to hover over a falls, but as the agent closed the distance she saw it wasn't a falls - merely a rapids. *Blast.* She hadn't been prepared for turbulent water - in fact, it was just about now she was wishing she'd opted for a speeder bike instead of the little skimmer. Throttling the engine she sped up, eyes carefully watching the yacht where both Lotus and the other agents were. *I can't provide cover like this.* What she needed was a cigarette. *Too bad.*
With an annoyed sneer Val engaged the skimmer's autopilot. It wouldn't be quite as dynamic as having her behind the wheel but it was necessary. Lowering her body into the passenger area of the craft she quickly opened the soft case, retrieving the long range scope and bringing it to her eye. A moment later she had eyes on the deck of the yacht. She couldn't tell the difference between patron and agent - the other two she'd never met. Lotus however... *There you are.* She saw the woman through a particularly reflective pane of glass. "Careful Lotus, you've got..." Agent Kordova's thoughts were interrupted by a painful screech of the comm device in her ear. *Feth.* By the time she had adjusted the device and peered back through the glass Lotus was nowhere to be seen, in her place stood a well clothed man. *Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap.* She could feel her heartbeat tik up a notch as she frantically tried to sort out the situation.
"Am I made?" - "Mockingbird, can you tell?"
Forcibly slowing her breathing she focused her attention on the man standing there, his facial expression readable through the long range scope. Two seconds that felt like a lifetime passed before she keyed back to the concealed operative. "Lotus, you look clear. Praise the gods. Hold position." Val wished she'd assembled the rifle before setting off, the risk of being caught with it though was too high. Further still, to fire now would ruin any chance they had at completing their objective covertly. Another few seconds passed an the man through the glass made towards the closet doors as if to close them before being interrupted by an unknown, it appeared he was being summoned - no doubt by a female companion by the looks of it. The closet forgotten he exited from view. "You're clear now Lotus."
Allies: [member="Isobel Nakano"] | [member="Dominic Craig"] | [member="Luther Ando"] | The First Order
Due to a pesky schooner and several small fishing boats, it had taken Val longer to get in position than she'd have liked. For a moment it looked like the yacht was going to hover over a falls, but as the agent closed the distance she saw it wasn't a falls - merely a rapids. *Blast.* She hadn't been prepared for turbulent water - in fact, it was just about now she was wishing she'd opted for a speeder bike instead of the little skimmer. Throttling the engine she sped up, eyes carefully watching the yacht where both Lotus and the other agents were. *I can't provide cover like this.* What she needed was a cigarette. *Too bad.*
With an annoyed sneer Val engaged the skimmer's autopilot. It wouldn't be quite as dynamic as having her behind the wheel but it was necessary. Lowering her body into the passenger area of the craft she quickly opened the soft case, retrieving the long range scope and bringing it to her eye. A moment later she had eyes on the deck of the yacht. She couldn't tell the difference between patron and agent - the other two she'd never met. Lotus however... *There you are.* She saw the woman through a particularly reflective pane of glass. "Careful Lotus, you've got..." Agent Kordova's thoughts were interrupted by a painful screech of the comm device in her ear. *Feth.* By the time she had adjusted the device and peered back through the glass Lotus was nowhere to be seen, in her place stood a well clothed man. *Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap.* She could feel her heartbeat tik up a notch as she frantically tried to sort out the situation.
"Am I made?" - "Mockingbird, can you tell?"
Forcibly slowing her breathing she focused her attention on the man standing there, his facial expression readable through the long range scope. Two seconds that felt like a lifetime passed before she keyed back to the concealed operative. "Lotus, you look clear. Praise the gods. Hold position." Val wished she'd assembled the rifle before setting off, the risk of being caught with it though was too high. Further still, to fire now would ruin any chance they had at completing their objective covertly. Another few seconds passed an the man through the glass made towards the closet doors as if to close them before being interrupted by an unknown, it appeared he was being summoned - no doubt by a female companion by the looks of it. The closet forgotten he exited from view. "You're clear now Lotus."