[i]Germany, He thought. This feels like some crazy Bond movie plot. Now where is the sultry vixen who will later betray me?[/i]

Rune chuckled to himself at the thought of his little joke. As the meeting wrapped up he gathered his things, put on his hooded sweatshirt and silently walked toward the door. He simply gave Tinker a slight nod to acknowledge he heard the request to meet up shortly. He quickly made his way to the exit and upon leaving the building was greeted by a cool, brisk, gust of fall air. The cold puckered his skin and chilled him slightly, so he zipped his sweater and put the hood up as continued to walk. Autumn was his favorite season and he wasn’t about to let some modern day Ilya Ivanov ruin a lovely afternoon.

[i][b]Food[/i][/b] he thought, [i][b] I could really go for a bite…[/i][/b]

He popped into his local coffee shop to grab a cup and a sandwich for the road. Back at his apartment he ate and showered; the sandwich wasn’t nearly as satisfying as he hoped but the warm coffee hit the spot after his relaxing shower. His mind kept wandering back to this science fair experiment gone wrong and the Shape-shifting creep they were targeting. 

[i]Decapitation, Silver bullet to the heart, possibly fire?...[/i]

Rune was focused more on how to subdue than kill, but one can never be too careful. He wasn’t even certain the guards that he and Striker were assigned to deal with would be human, in fact that was rather doubtful. Even if they were human, only a small semblance of their mortal soul still remained in that vessel. These thoughts and more swirled around in his brain as he grabbed a heavier coat, along with his gear bag and made his way to the door…

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[i]” That means there is no room for mistakes today. Co-ordination will be vital and our timing must be perfect. Questions?"[/i]

Rune felt this was as good a time as any…
“So yeah, I’m down with the whole synchronized snatch and grab routine but I did have a few concerns.” He paused to form his thoughts coherently. “Are we certain he isn’t expecting us? I mean if he has any kind of a heads up we could be walking into our own freshly dug graves.”
“And assuming the apprehension goes well are we certain there won’t be any potential hiccups in terms of extraction? Which brings me to my final question and that’s where exactly are we being extracted from? A strange unidentified heli in the middle of Hesse will definitely turn some heads, and no one appreciates a flashy exit more than myself. I'd just rather not spend my evening with an unconscious mad scientist in some cow pasture in the middle of Germany"
 

With his usual half smile he looks around the room to ensure his point had landed, and alas he wasn’t sure, but he had made it. [i]”so that’s that”[/i] he said to himself as he awaited his companions’ reply. He always hated feeling like a pessimist and especially now that they have started talking about it, all he really wanted to do was get the mission over with.