Lex had parked the car, much to Wasteland's annoyance, between two warehouses along the port front. It was from there that the pair headed out and did the ranger thing, mingling with the people on the docks waiting for ships to come in or go out. They'd checked the Port Authority and seen several ships coming in, but many of them were cargo haulers or bulk cruisers. Only two were carrying passengers and one wasn't coming in until much much later, that left the one just offloading now to be their target. Or so Lex hoped.

The pair had gotten close to where the offloading ramp had come down. Close enough that Wasteland's lovely doggy senses can be put to use. Passengers began to file off one by one. Every one Lex would give the quiet direction to scent. And Wasteland with give a few huffs and snuffs, but made no motion to having matched the scent from earlier. In fact as more and more people filed off the boat Lex is getting worried. Was the intel wrong? No, there's no way in hell. Tseng worked with the Turks, the Turks worked for Rufus Shinra, no one who was in that line could be wrong right? Shinra isn't wrong. No way in hell. He's reaching for the walkie talkie on his belt that will get him in touch with the Ranger division handlers, and through them to Mr. Tseng.

As he's about to close his hand on the walkie, Wasteland lets out a low growl, and gets to her feet. Lex lowers his hand and kneels beside his partner looking along her field of vision. He saw it just as clearly as Wasteland did. Wutain, female, but doesn't have any resemblence to the source picture. He hums, then whispers, "Eyes on..." Wasteland giving a soft rup and begins to carefully trail the girl, staying in cover as the large bulked up canine watches the girl. Lex in the meantime reaches for the walkie talkie clicking the send button and says into it, "Ranger Krait for Mr. Tseng, relay now..." The handler on the other side soon responds, "Patched through. Send." Alexander speaks quick and clear, "Mr. Tseng, Ranger Krait, no joy on the primary target no scent and no show, but have eyes on another Wutian person, doesn't match the profile, Partner is watching her. I'm notifying intent to follow and observe. Request Quick Reaction Force made ready just in case I need to extract her." He waited to see if he'd get a response while watching Wasteland pace along just out of the girls line of sight.