TrippyNightmareLucas Walsh
Location: Barracks Lounge, ARGUS HQ, Athens
Interacting With: Hephaestus, Risa, Everyone by extension
Interacting With: Hephaestus, Risa, Everyone by extension
"And finally, Perseus and Athena." - Hephaestus turned to the two, Lucas tilting his head up from the book he'd been reading while Hephaestus briefed the others on their final training operations. Lucas had heard the basics, at least where they were going, in a way he envied some of them, particularly Dorian and Elijah, who didn't want to go see the Running of the bulls? But then again, perhaps the fact they'd be there for work would ruin the experience a bit. Glancing down to his lap again, he saw Hephaestus had put a tablet there for himself and Risa, a picture of an older man shown, along with a map pointing to an area of upstate New York, along with photos of a fairly decadent mansion.
"The man in that photo is Dominic Braun, a billionaire philanthropist who's got a habit of funding drug cartels and human trafficking rings, supposedly, at least. Braun recently received a package which we think might implicate him to some of these crimes, so your objective will be to secure it. He's holding a Gala a few days from now for other socialites, and his drug-trafficking friends, you'll be infiltrating that gala in order to secure the package." On one hand, Lucas thought the operation was fairly decent, after all, the basic gist was that he would be going to an expensive party. On the downside, the place would no doubt be filled with the snobby kind of asshole who reminded Lucas a little too much of Oliver, and of course, he'd be working. On the other hand though, just because he would be working didn't mean he couldn't enjoy some of the undoubtedly free food and booze that'd be on offer.
"Sounds good, Hephaestus." Lucas commented rather simply, glancing over to the other pairs before he looked back to the tablet in his hand, he figured he and Risa would need far less equipment than some of the others, and far less weaponry.
"Spectacular, you're all dismissed, forty-eight hours preparation starting now, you're all autonomous on this operation, everything goes well, and after this you'll all be fully-fledged ARGUS agents." With that, Hephaestus tucked his clipboard under his arm, adjusted his glasses and made his way out of the room, leaving them all. Lucas glanced around the barracks area briefly. The lounge they sat in was a large, circular room, scattered couches, tables and bookcases filling the room, along with a few televisions. Most of the wall-space was covered in doorways leading to each agent's own room, the doors marked with their code names. The lounge had quite a different atmosphere to it than the rest of the headquarters, much less military, far more luxurious - in a way, mirroring the Stavros mansion which the HQ was built under.
"Well, good luck on your operations, Risa 'n' I will try not to have too much fun at the party." Lucas commented to everyone with a wry smirk, he never really cared if anyone got or appreciated his sense of humour, and he especially enjoyed the fact that it irritated Oliver and Yuuna. Handing the tablet with their briefing over to Risa for her to get a closer look at it, Lucas moved to stand, adjusting his suit jacket as he glanced over the others yet again, silently hoping that Oliver - the self-righteous cunt - would fail his operation, or that Greta would just leave him behind, though he didn't figure it likely. Watching as the others shifted off about the lounge and out of the room to start their prep, Lucas shifted his gaze back down to Risa, giving a nod of his head toward the door before he'd move off, assuming she would follow him.
"Doesn't a gala mean you need to wear a dress?" Lucas questioned, both as a legitimate query, and an amused quip - the man was more than aware of the woman's distaste for traditional female formalwear, which in itself was somewhat of a concern, considering ARGUS didn't make bulletproof cocktail dresses like they did suits. Wandering with Risa for a while, Lucas finally settled on one of the small study rooms, moving inside with Risa and taking a seat on one of the larger lounge chairs toward the back of the room - he didn't figure they'd have much need for heavy weaponry, so there was no need to stop at the armoury, he'd just carry the standard set of gadgets.
"So, how do you want to go about it?"
