[Csjarrat]

//You gentlemen appear to be clear of the tails at the moment. Happy for me to head down?//

[Lumen]

"Oh no quite the opposite.  I'd like to help him out but that fellow who follows him around will not allow me to.  I was hoping you could pass a message to him for me." Lynx looks quizzically at the squirrel before waving.  "Hello Herbert."  Turning back to the hobo, "Pleasure to meet you Gulliver,  I am Mikhail."

<Yes Flea you can head down now.  I hope you have enough footage to plan a good exit strategy. >

[cr4kp0t]

@ Lumen
Gulliver the hobo smiles when you greet Herbert,

And nice to meet you Mikhail.

So whats this message you want me to pass on?
eh? whats that Herbert...

Very interesting....


He starts stroking his beard slowly as though contemplating something.

[Csjarrat]

Flea finishes recording the scene with her commlink camera and pings back to Lynx:
//Yeah, I've got some film and a pretty good idea of what we'll need to do. You guys all good down there?//

[Scawire]

Icer texts Flea back.


<<< To: Group
From: Icer
Every thing is arctic at my location.
END OF TEXT>>>


Icer keeps his AR view on as the news page he has up is more of a side window as he scans the area in front of himself. Not turning and giving the area a big scan since that would make him stand out like a sore thumb, Icer only scans the area in his line of site. Odds are if Lynx gets in any trouble he will be able to hear it and react soon enouph with out keeping Lynx in view at all times.

[Lumen]

Lynx dodges the question of his message for now still working on the wording in his mind, "What's that?"  He turns towards the squirrel then back again,  "What is so interesting?  I am sorry I cannot understand Herbert.   What did he say?"

[cr4kp0t]

@ Lumen

Oh it's very interesting,

Herbert was just saying he though your friends were quite strange,
He says he's seen you looking round the park a lot.

What is it you are doing?
Herbert and my other friends live here, i'd hate  for something to scare them away

[Lumen]

"Oh no nothing like that, Herbert need not worry.  I just need to have a few words with him alone, I have no interest in harming him or your friends.  If you could lead him to the back gate so I could have a few words with him then we can be out of your hair."  Lynx smiles and strokes his beard.  *This poor guy, he seems fairly smart if odd.*

[cr4kp0t]

@ Lumen

Yeah I suppose i can do that,

I mean you've done nothing to suggest otherwise have yo?
besides Herbert like you...

So when do you want me to do it?
I mean it's not every day he takes the time to stop and talk with me.

[cr4kp0t]

Taking the noodles from the street vendor the hobo is very polite:
Many thanks, sir
He bows gently showing his appreciation. before returning to the conversation with lynx.

As quickly as his back is turned on the vendor his manner drop entirely as he starts to devour the slimy soy noodles with spicy krill bits; splashing yaki sauce all over his front form the thick soy based noodles.

Speaking between the shovel mouthfuls of noodles he says one last thing to lynx before returning to his bench and leaving you all to prepare for your next actions.
I'll get my friends to let me know when your around and i'll bring his over to you.

[Lumen]

"Tomorrow morning.   Many thanks friend,  enjoy your noodles."  Lynx smiles and waves to the hobo and his squirrel friend then heads back towards his truck.  <Asset acquired.  Let's wrap it up we need to meet and debrief.>

[Csjarrat]

With the footage of the park captured on her commlink's camera and the recon done on ground level, Flea readied herself for the return journey.
Focussing internally she channeled her Qi into her muscles, feeling stronger and more ready to take on the task ahead.
Activating the Gecko grips, she hung perilously off the platform, swinging her mass over to the nearest support strut before shimmying down its length. The gecko stayed firmly connected as she descended, detaching the gloves from the wall and deactivating their adhesion temporarily with a flicker of thought.
She looked up, gauging how far up she'd been moments before and scouted the route back to the park, knowing she still had a chunk of open ground to cross.
Carefully and quietly she cut across the building site, briefly ducking behind piles of crates and lifting gear when the workers at the far end turned to face her direction.
Picking a gap in their movements, she belted full pelt for the wall, clearing it in one huge Qi-infused bound, landing on the far side of the fence with a smooth roll and conserving her momentum into a light job, making out she was nothing but another city dweller out for an evening run in the park.
//I'm back, all done. are we good to go?//

[Scawire]

<<< TO: Group
From: Icer
I'm good to go, I'll fallow you guys on my bike.
<<<END OF MESSAGE>>>


Icer ends his AR view of the local news stands up gives his back a stretch then grabs a black stick of death from his inside pocket and walks over to his parked bike as he in hails his Ares produced brand of death.

[Lumen]

<Affirmative.   We are done here.  We need to go over our plan for tomorrow. >  Lynx climbs in his truck and cranks it up hoping to have some heat by the time Flea returns.

[Csjarrat]

Flea gets a jog on, heading back to the truck.
The night had really begun to chill off, her breath gathering in short sharp clouds in front of her face as she reached the boundaries of the park.
Seeing the red lights of the truck ahead, she climbed in the passenger seat and stuck her hands in front of the heater.
Well I think that was successful on my end, what happened with your new friend back there then?