[center][color=f6989d][h1] Vanessa[/h1][/color][/center]
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Vanessa glared at the screen warily. The contact that she had been corresponding with had been constantly deflecting her insistence that she wasn’t going to accept any mission involving Saeder Krupp. The money was definitely good, but there was no way she would make any kind of deal with one of the Golden Dragon’s representatives. 

The next message however, showed her how little of a choice her and the team would have in the matter. 

‘Very well, I see that you cannot be persuaded in any sort of friendly manner. If you refuse once more, I will be forced to contact our asset re-acquisition branch. I’m certain that you and your “sister” will find that to be less than ideal.’

Vanessa’s face went pale, she couldn’t believe that they knew...or that they must have known for quite a while. She felt sick, yet she forcibly steeled herself to type.

[color=f6989d]‘Fine, send the details and blueprints to the building in question. My team will check it out.’[/color]

She forced herself to stand and pace the room for a moment to calm her nerves. Whatever this mission was had to be bad news, and even if it wasn’t...the client certainly was. If they were going to do a run like this, they would need more than the two days they were given to prepare. Aside from accounting from the likely manastorms and other issues the team would most definitely encounter while in the bush, the building itself was an abandoned Shiawase missile silo. One that had been left unfinished when a particularly bad manastorm manifested around it and wiped out the construction crew. Said storm was still around the building, forming a very dangerous and unstable barrier to any who would try to enter. 

Oddly enough, the storm in question had been acting oddly recently, parting to allow some strangely armored individuals and the occasional vehicle in. This alone likely prompted Saeder Krupp’s interest in the matter as manipulating such a storm, even in such a slight way, would require power well beyond any conventional means. Especially in these times when a new dragon is supposedly likely to emerge. 

The pictures of the armored people showed quite a few odd symbols that were theorized to be the way the storm knew to part. Of course, the team would have to steal a vehicle from one of the convoys that had been seen coming and going to have any hopes of penetrating the storm. Given the heavily armored nature of the vehicles and the personnel guarding it, a much more subtle approach would be necessary. They would need to sneak in, incapacitate the drivers, disguise themselves, and blend in long enough to gain entry. 

Vanessa returned to her computer in order to ping every one of her runners’ PDAs as she worked out many of the details in her head. She looked over the files the Mr.Johnson had sent, finding an approximated schedule for the convoys, the original Shiawase blueprints for the silo, and all of the other information Saeder Krupp had gathered before resorting to contacting her. 
Each of the team members arrived within the hour, forming a circle around the table in the center of the clinic’s basement. By now Vanessa knew all of their faces well, and each of their specialties. Casually flopping the mission dossier onto the table, she tried to hide the gravity of the situation they were in, her voice stern yet calming.

[color=f6989d]“We have two days.”[/color] She began, holding up both of her fingers. [color=f6989d]“Only two, to plan, execute, and complete what could potentially be the most dangerous run any of you have been on.”[/color] She said, scanning the room.

[color=f6989d]“I say potentially because the intel we’ve been given is sparse. We could be dealing with a small cult, or a heavily militarized one that has [i]possibly[/i] gained control of a dragon. Our client wasn’t very giving on the chances of the latter, but we can’t make assumptions on a run like this.”[/color]

Of course, Diesel was the first to raise his hand.

[color=f7941d]“I know you Vanessa, taking a run like this with barely any information to go on...it’s not like you. What kind of client could even pique your interest like this?”[/color] The man said, his suspicion hardly hidden.

[color=f6989d]“Saeder Krupp.”[/color] She said simply, staring intently between both Izzy and Diesel. [color=f6989d]“They.Know.”[/color] She sharpened her gaze on her ‘sister.’ Diesel’s eyes widened.