<<To: Kachina>>//No problems, i'll grab my kit and meet you there.//
Jag focussed his Qi inwards, quelling it from rising as the taunts still echoed in his head.
The door slammed behind him and he stepped out into the cold night, aware that that might not be the last he heard from those pricks.
He kept his guard up, hand never straying too far from his trusty staff, concealed though it was.
Jogging over to the carpark and down to the basement level, his breath formed neat little clouds in the cool evening air, the car door cold to the touch.
He zapped the address details over to the car's pilot program, adding it as a waypoint to its satnav and he purred the car out of its bay.
The AR interface glowed a beautiful orange, contrasting nicely against the cool metallic greys and whites inside the cabin. It was a sleek motor and it went like shit off a slippery stick when he needed it to.
Today though, he didn't, and it was a relatively traffic free cruise back home to pick up his "work" gear, stashed inside a forgettable looking duffel bag in the boot with the wireless turned off on everything for good measure.
He let the pilot do most of the hard work, keeping an eye on it as it crossed the town before taking the reigns on the final couple of miles.
This part of town was on the shitter side of the scale, the kid he was meeting was clearly either on the down-low or was just trying to hide in plain sight. It paid to be careful in this game though, so Jag circled the block, getting a feel for the entrances/exits and likely ambush spots before parking up opposite the address. He slaved the car's security system into an AR terminal, tasking it with alerting him with any movement on its motion sensor before minimising the window to the upper right of his glasses.
Killing the engine, the car chimed it's goodbye as he stood, taking in the night air and absorbing the view.
