[right] [color=00b6d6][h2]𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓼[/h2][/color][/right]
[right][b]Location:[/b]  Pirate Ship [/right]
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	“I’m sure you had a whole plan going on and everything, but we could have just teleported into the cargo hold. I don’t think climbing the trash chute was all that necessary.” Complain Mason as he exited the chute with the rest of the crew. He was glad he decided to bring along his quarantine mask. While it wouldn’t keep the filth off his clothes, he would at least not have to smell it. It glowed a light blue, so it wasn’t exactly a stealth tool, but having the mask for a situation like this was a godsend. 

	After crawling out of the chute, it looked like Rod was looking up ahead to make sure the coast was clear. Mason didn’t expect there to be many guards or anything. The pirates should not be expecting anyone other than pirates to be aboard the ship. If anything, they would probably have one or two to make sure the hostages don’t try to escape, but a simple locked door could do that. Mason barely gave any mind as he tried to remove as much of the residue he could before they moved forward. Once he was as satisfied as he probably could be in that circumstance he moved up to Rod.

	“The pirates will probably smell us before they see us.” commended Mason quietly. While they were only in an alcove of the hall, there was a good chance that any old pirate could walk by and spot them. The other crew members held steady, waiting to move. The coast was clear for now, one of the cargo entrances would just be down that hall.

	Just as the team was about to hurry down the hall, Mason pulled them back. He peered over the edge of the wall and saw one of the pirates aggressively dragging a boy behind him. That he did not expect. Were the pirates using them as slaves already? Why would the pirate be dragging the boy for? Whatever the reason, he walked down the hall out of sight, presumably to the cargo entrance just around the bend. Mason couldn’t quite make it out, but it seemed that the pirate was agitated, mumbling distain for this and that. If the others were like that one, then it would be best for team alpha to hurry. Then again, he wasn’t sure if others had been taken. A manifest would have been good right about now. As for another matter, the nerve gas didn’t seem to take much effect just yet. their two options now were either to risk the hostages safety and wait, hoping that the captain and the diplomat could stall them long enough, or try and complete their mission now and hope that the nerve gas has in fact worked its magic.

	Mason turned to Rod and presented his thoughts as mentioned. Rod seemed a bit eager to just move forward, but Mason trusted his intuition enough to follow his lead. At the very least, he had hoped the reports he’s read about him didn’t embellish his capability.