[Laereth]

Athena watched everyone making preparations with that quiet jealousness she always had. It would be nice to have something to do, to occupy her mind. The problem with having nothing to focus on is you dropped into daydreaming and "what if's...". She found her gaze drawn to the claymore her mom wore. She had never seen her mom use it and often wondered where it came from. It seemed a little out of place even though Baba wore it with a practiced ease.

She waited until everyone was getting into the car, forcing herself to not just hop in and ostracize herself from everyone. She knew she would just make herself look brooding. She already appeared moody enough.

[reyjinn]

"I’d like to dump off my car at home and pick up a few things, it’s more or less on the way and we can stop by somewhere to pick up what we need on the way there. If you would follow me Zippy I’d appreciate it."

Francis hops into his Peugeot and drives off home stopping by at a gas station in a slightly better part of town picking up 5 jerry cans with gasoline and a few wiping rags. When he gets home he parks his car and gets his second Colt and a 2 more clips of ammo before heading back down to the rest of the gang.

[Koshnek]

"Yeah, I know a place. One of Camm's holes, but it'll do if we need a place to lay low." Baba lights another cigarette before tossing her gear in Zippy's car.

"Trap house probably has a car somewhere. If looking out of place is a problem when we're leaving, we could always boost a car that looks like it belongs and ditch it on the other side." She eyes the line of people waiting to buy gas, getting an idea.

"You got an empty gas can in there?" she points to Zippy's car.

Shaking his head, Zippy replied, "No, sorry. I left them in the garage. Your friend's spot might be just what we need tonight though!

"I’d like to dump off my car at home and pick up a few things, it’s more or less on the way and we can stop by somewhere to pick up what we need on the way there. If you would follow me Zippy I’d appreciate it."

Francis hops into his Peugeot and drives off home stopping by at a gas station in a slightly better part of town picking up 5 jerry cans with gasoline and a few wiping rags. When he gets home he parks his car and gets his second Colt and a 2 more clips of ammo before heading back down to the rest of the gang.

The team followed Francis to the store in Taco before trailing him home. Francis fetched his extra gear at home and piled in with the rest of us. "Does anyone have any more suggestions? We're not far from the destination now. We need a clear plan of action before we finish the trip."

[Ryo]

"The gas is a good start, but those jerry cans are going to be a slow dumping process. We should pick up some containers that will shatter, like glass bottles. Then we either fill them with gas, or just get a high proof alcohol in the first place, and make some molotovs." Baba suggests, sitting in the back of Taco and starting to assemble her HK XM30 into a carbine with an underbarrel launcher.

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"My plan of action is pretty simple. We show up, and we do a cursory look of the place. What kind of defenses they've got, how well the thing looks like it'll burn, and how populated the place is. Once we got an idea of what we're dealing with, we light up our molotovs and aim for unpopulated rooms.  The fires should get anybody inside running for the exits. Then we toss some jerry cans into the rooms that are on fire. If the place empties out, we can go through and dump the rest of it on everything that'll burn and bail. Shouldn't be too long to get the whole place going up in flames." She slams a few pieces together, pulling the barrel out and sliding in the shorter carbine barrel, just in case she needs to fire at close range.

"Somebody will probably try to stop us. If they do, I'll shoot them." She checks her clip to make sure it's loaded before putting it in the gun and chambering a round.

"I'm sure my girl has some magic she can probably use." Baba remarks, remembering the way her father would pass out for a few seconds and come back knowing an entire building layout. He used to say he could project his astral presence and move around outside his body. She didn't pretend like she knew how that worked, but she hoped Athena did. "You can project your astral thing, right? That'll help with the scouting. Maybe you could find an empty place that's hard to get to, like the attic, and start some magic fires up there. A few molotovs in the windows, someone may run for the extinguisher and think he can make a difference. The entire roof on fire? Nobody's sticking around for that. They'll all clear out if they value their hide."

[Laereth]

Yeah. I can do that. I'll start top down and light up anything I can. I can make some preparations on the way.

She sits back into the seat making quiet preparations. She would be on her own in the astral plane, but no sense worrying them about it. It's one of the places she felt equal.

[reyjinn]

They'll all clear out if they value their hide.

"That's assuming everyone is fully conscious, the odds of which are fairly low. I'd really prefer not to burn some poor junkie bastard alive if we can avoid it. If Athena can have a look around in astral before we start setting fires that would be great."

[Ryo]

"That's assuming everyone is fully conscious, the odds of which are fairly low. I'd really prefer not to burn some poor junkie bastard alive if we can avoid it. If Athena can have a look around in astral before we start setting fires that would be great."

Baba is about to reply flippantly, but then stops herself when she remembers Athena is in the car, not wanting to look bad in front of her daughter. Instead, she looks at Hornet, and sends a command to her DNI

>>Send Message
>>Contact: Hornet
>>"Let's be realistic; people are going to die tonight. Whoever is in that house isn't going to cooperate with us and leave the building in an orderly fashion as soon as we ask nicely. If we try and go in and physically remove everybody from the building, people will resist, the guards will try to shoot us, and we start busting heads and shooting back. Our best bet for limiting casualties is to just set the place on fire and let them leave under their own power. If a few junkies get left behind, at least they'll die doing what they loved. They're most likely going to die from the smoke before the fire even gets close to them, asphyxiating while blind to the world on bliss. That's about as painless a death anybody can hope for."

[Poindexter]

@Baba Yaga

Mere moments after mentally composing the message and sending it to Hornet, your comm notifies you that you've got a vidcall from Camm. In less than a heartbeat, you've accepted it and his battered and bruised face appears in your head. He's calm, but pissed and although he appears to have taken a decent beating, he looks like he's had time to clean himself up a bit as well. In stark contrast to his usual high fashion custom tailored business wear, he's now wearing a wifebeater and sweats. He's nursing a black eye and a pretty nasty split lip among other minor injuries and speaks with a bit of a lisp when he talks.

"God DAMN, girl. You sure got a way of gettin all up in people's business where aint nobody belong, don't you?"

[Ryo]

Baba blinks at the ARO of Camm's video call. Looks like she didn't have to kick his ass for taking so long to call her back; somebody else already did it for her.


">So I take it somebody gave you an ass beating about that house? Wouldn't have anything to do with Curbstomper, would it? I'll buy you a nice raw steak to slap on that shiner later, but now's a good time to explain what the fuck's going on.<"

[Poindexter]

Baba blinks at the ARO of Camm's video call. Looks like she didn't have to kick his ass for taking so long to call her back; somebody else already did it for her.


">So I take it somebody gave you an ass beating about that house? Wouldn't have anything to do with Curbstomper, would it? I'll buy you a nice raw steak to slap on that shiner later, but now's a good time to explain what the fuck's going on.<"

"Shit girl, I was hoping you could tell me. Alls I did was hit up my boy on some "Yo, what's up with the trap on SA?" type a shit. He tells me to chill and says he's coming though. Five minutes later, fuckin Twine and some BIG mawfucka with, like, a chicken-bone necklace or some shit- I dunno what his name was. We wasn't like, formally introduced or nun, wiz? The two a them come walkin in to my place, askin all kinda questions I don't know the answers to and gettin MAD heated about it. I still don't know shit about that trap, but i get the feeling they aint know shit about it neither. Only thing they got from me is that it's on SA and it's on our block*, cause that's all I know. I aint give em your name, but I had to give em something, or they were gonna- I had to give em something. They know I got the call from a runner contact of mine, and they know that said runner is oldschool. But that's all I gave em. I hope this dun fuck nun up for ya, girl. Sorry I aint had more to give ya."

*  "My block" "Our block" "The block" all refer to gang territory in its entirety, more than just a single block.

[Laereth]

Athena watched her mom taking a call in the front seat then sat back to concentrate. She loved this feeling. The man who had been teaching conjuring was something of a gentle soul. A stark contrast to what she grew up with. She found summoning to be soothing, even somewhat procreative. She let her sight blur as the world around her fell out of focus. She quietly brought up that heat in her mind that she imagined would be on the plane of fire and imagined herself scooping fire out and beginning to shape it. Like clay, it began to form together and she added more and more to it. She felt the power becoming difficult to control and began to sculpt the spirit.

As she started to shape the mass she dropped her thoughts into a nurturing voice...


Hello friend...

I was hoping you would come out and help me...

It shouldn't be hard, and I will let you play. I have things to burn here. I will try to keep you out of trouble. Come out and play...


As she felt the elation within the spirit grow, she slowly wove in some control.


No. Don't come out onto the physical plane yet. I'll need you to be patient. Just wait for now. You can watch and listen if you like but be patient...


She opened her eyes when she finished and quietly sat back, listening to the banter inside the car.

[Ryo]

">A shame your boss wasn't willing to cooperate. I probably could have made him a good offer. I won't tell you what I'm up to, Camm, but you're a smart guy. I think you can figure out that something bad is about to happen, and Twine might want to take some rage out in your direction, thinking you're involved. You should probably prepare yourself for that.<" Baba replies, wondering if they may see some increased security now. She was honestly looking forward to it. Her hand was shaking a bit, and she could feel her mouth dry out a bit in anticipation for a hit of Jazz.

">And don't worry about the chicken-bone guy. If I run into him, he won't be around to give you any more trouble.<"

[Poindexter]

">A shame your boss wasn't willing to cooperate. I probably could have made him a good offer. I won't tell you what I'm up to, Camm, but you're a smart guy. I think you can figure out that something bad is about to happen, and Twine might want to take some rage out in your direction, thinking you're involved. You should probably prepare yourself for that.<"

"A'ight, I aint fixn ta ask whats up; I aint new to the game. But for real? If you got some kinda offer to make Twine, I can set up a meet between yall two. That might go a long way toward makin me come out clean when whatever happens gets done happening, wiz?

[Ryo]

"A'ight, I aint fixn ta ask whats up; I aint new to the game. But for real? If you got some kinda offer to make Twine, I can set up a meet between yall two. That might go a long way toward makin me come out clean when whatever happens gets done happening, wiz?

Baba considers this for a moment, wondering how amicable Twine would be to such an offer.

">Word I hear on the street is that this house is independent of the Krubbs. Some guy used to be in with the crew, and is trying to go independent, and Twine is none too happy about it. Word is, the chicken-bone neanderthal is here to put an end to this guy's ambitions. Now, I've got my own interests in this house. And let's just say, if there's somebody inside that needs to be dead, I could be convinced to ensure that happens. So if the rumors I hear are true, then I think me and Twine could see eye to eye.<"

[Koshnek]

"That's assuming everyone is fully conscious, the odds of which are fairly low. I'd really prefer not to burn some poor junkie bastard alive if we can avoid it. If Athena can have a look around in astral before we start setting fires that would be great."

Zippy gave a vigorous nodding in response to Hornet. "Yeah. I like that. As long as no one inside is awakened then they won't even know, right? Maybe if we're lucky we can get everyone out safely." Zippy stopped and looked from face to face before continuing. "I'm going to stick with Athena when we step foot into Krubb territory. Uh..that is..unless there's something else for me to do? I'll bring my rifle with us too so I can back Baba up if she needs it. I've done a bit of hunting in the past, so I'm not too bad with it. "