[h2][centre][b]Sir Jonathan Le Mariner - Vilkas.[/b][/centre][/h2]

He listened to the introductions and kept a close eye on the room and the people, they all seemed solid professionals and the real deal, not just the kind that had come from a back office posting looking to be a hero or would get others killed. 

South Africa was a tough country and corruption aside, there was a lot of corruption. It bred them tough and tested them harder. This larger woman was definitely made of tough stuff having survived everything as a woman in Africa no less. She might not have been as technically skilled in some areas but she very likely had a skill Base that was very broad and would make a dependable member all round. 

“A pleasure Miss Erika Van Statren” he said a little formally matching her use of his name, maybe he was playing with her a bit but he had to make briefings less dry. They never wore anything fun even in the comfort they had. “Thankfully my visit to your beuterful country was in a suit.” He said as he has been a diplomatic courier, somthing he was glad as fighting in Africa sucked regardless… no one was on any side and you always had to watch your own back. 

He turned his head to focus on the commanders and his people, an woman and a man who seemed to be at a permanent parade status, unbending and locked, hopefully he not lock his knees and faint half way though. Plenty had made that mistakes. 

The others seemed solid and professional,  of by nature he guessed the senior man was from Russia, Ukraine, maybe Belarus, late cold war. The woman and a rather fearsome dog, she had her animal under strict control so he doubted she was a soft touch. 

Taking the tablet he quickly typed the code in and skimmed the document, they wnated a off tbe books job. Expected. Probbly would want to add a machete or a large kukri to his gear requisitions as the terrain and foliage was likely rugged to the say the least. The history, mixed groups,  military strong men, wealth, corruption amd all that was pretty much within the normal expectations. 

“Mr Kenedy, sure you not used John before as a alials?” He however turned more serious as he pulled up a map and skimmed over some of the add on data. “These groups reliable, Coalition can be…shakey? Left, right tend to cross purposes.?  Anyone particularly high value or off the target lists?“ the rest seemed pretty normal back ops etc, infiltrate and all that, non govement actors and all that stuff. Limited support but that was par for course for the shadow operations and paid very well because of it. 

“I might have ..  traveled into the unamed Stans and few groups and I… do not see eye to eye, I assume we not got a linked Islamist groups in locality?” He asked as he remembered how things on Pakistan had turned rather less well for them and his team got exposed by a intel leak thanks to a local middle man turning double agent, they had to leave the country ASAP and leave the mission to a later date and another team. 

He really did not have many questions, it eas a pretty simple job and he doubted they cared how it was done long as the target was dead.