[@Skythikon] [i]"Strange, never heard of that vote. Sounds like a Chinese democracy to me. Many votes, but only one choice."[/i]

[color=7ea7d8]"We used the British system, 'First Past The Post',"[/color] Condor replied with a smile, [color=7ea7d8]"Since both Birdseed and I agreed you'd be the best one to drive there was no real need to bother you when I know you'd prefer to be left playing with your toys."[/color]

Sarah could never understand why some people had to bring so much equipment with them on a job. Eyeing Kheshig's dufflebag suspiciously it looked as if he'd decided to bring every piece of equipment he had along for the ride. Reaching down, she pulled her purse hard against her side, wondering if it was too late to ask him to bring her own SMGs along, just in case she'd need them. Before she had a chance to make the suggestion their little Oriental friend was directing the girls into the car and they set off down the road.

Checking her watch Condor saw it was a just after three in the afternoon, a little earlier than their original plan had intended their departure, but if she and Birdseed were to be approaching by foot they should still reach their target within an acceptable timeframe. Leaning back in her seat Condor glanced at Kheshig in the driving seat in front of her as he chatted away before turning her attention to the sky overhead.

It was a bright day, but still quite overcast. She'd heard the weather was often like that in Britain and that it wasn't likely to rain, which was good as her outfit wasn't designed to get wet. For now she was content simply to sit back and wait, like a cat ready to pounce as soon as her prey came near.