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While Marcus had never been on a mission with Allan, as he was shoved through the portal, he knew he never wanted to be. The scent made him gag, and the touch of people he didn't know made him want to reflexively shove them away. "This is ******** rancid." Grumbling, he followed the line, keeping his eyes on the other trainees. Him and Wilson were the only two intermediates, and from the description Allan gave them, this was more Wilson's field. Marcus was just there to be a body.

Still it was nice to be at a showing and briefly, he wished Cass was with him. She'd love to see a movie. Maybe on some off day they could- Light dimmed, the film started, and Marcus tensed up as he realized what he was seeing. A movie. A movie about hunters.

"Son of a b***h." While the crowd was cheering, Marcus was ready to face palm. The text said it all. As Ami seemed to take charge he resigned himself to it. But- "The trailer is what has the footage. The projector only shows whatever film is in the reel, so if we cant get the whole thing, the film itself is what we'll need. Not to mention the backup copy they will probably have. The second we go in to take it we'll probably be facing security. While yes, I can carry probably the whole projector, that leaves you as the only one on defense, Kat on offense, and Wilson to deal with the trailer. The guy said to be ninjas."

He sighed. "So rushing in is a bad idea in my opinion. Mark our exits. See who they have running the stuff, who we might have to by pass. Making a plan before we know anything is..." A shrug. "A little on the wild side you know?"

Act like a ninja? Wilson could act like a ninja (hopefully). Act like a ninja in a butler suit? Hopefully. When they entered the other side of the portal, he gagged. A gloved hand reached up to wave any smells away from his nose, but it was everywhere. He took a look around the area. Furry tails and bright fabric, sure, but it appeared they were going to a movie showing. What was the cosplaying for? A lot of people didn’t cosplay at these conventions or whatever, anyways. Sigh. Allan.

The beginning of the trailer didn’t catch his eye, though he continued to patiently watch the monuments and historical sites flash by. It was the familiar splashes of white and gold that caught his attention. Wilson sat up straighter while cracking an amused smile. Pffffft. Why was it so funny to watch this trailer? They had to get rid of the trailer somehow. Hunters were supposed to be hush hush and all that, right? He raised an eyebrow at Allan’s text. “A picture would be helpful,” he murmured just as a second message arrived. There we go.

He shifted in his seat as he looked to the rest of the group. Wilson listened to Ami’s plan and then switched over to listen to Marcus’ two cents. While he had his own thoughts on what they should do, he also wanted to get out of this suit quickly. He pulled at the collar of his costume. “You guys can finalize the plan while I go scout, alright?” He briefly waved at the others before he slipped out of his seat and weaved through the sea of bodies and toward the projector room.

I don't care how big a ... fan you are, this is not open for negotiation." A well-dressed man surrounded by two bodyguards was currently disputing with a very familiar Sun division leader. "My boss doen't just talk to anyone either and..."

The two conversation trailed away down the hall, as the STAFF member ushering the trainees out rolled their eyes. "******** fans man, every year." He looked extremely annoyed as he brandished a half-folded chair. "Look are you kids going to leave or not? The exit is that way." He pointed the other direction back into the main convention hall and away from the parking lot.

Oh! Wilson you dumbass! Ami sighed as Wilson went for the group of five and the projector, since he was behind the man with the staff shirt ...

Wait ... that meant-

Ami stepped in front of the man with the staff shirt, not necessarily blocking his view of Wilson, but at least distracting him the best she could. She would've preferred something more tactful, but with Wilson already on the move there was nothing she could do except think on her feet. "Sorry, sorry, I was just wondering when that ah ... where can I find the nearest bathroom?"

Hopefully Marcus and Kat weren't as bad of ab-libbers as she was ...

"AH, I see thanks ..." Ami looked around, and decided to just talk at the guy. Might as well since she had to keep him distracted long enough. "Listen, I'm new in town and looking for a job? I was wondering how you got hired here? I know economic times are tough, but working at a movie theater just sounds great! I mean you probably have tons of fun getting to watch movie trailers, and taking tickets and what not."

The last time Ami had a job was as a barista for a tiny coffee shop in New York. She had no idea what the ******** someone in the movie theaters did.

Whatever, that wasn't the point. She was just blabbing at the guy now.

When the man looked away, Wilson shot the worker a glare. Fanboy? This costume was entirely Allan’s fault. His phone rang and he pulled it out. He shot Marcus a curious look just as the other hunter disappeared, but okay then. Wilson turned toward Kat and nodded his head toward the truck. There was no way he was going to let them get into that truck and leave. Now, how could he prevent that from happening?

There was a placid smile on his face when he pulled out a basic trapping gun out of nowhere just like Sebastian would. He aimed at the clean-cut man and fired. The net met its target. Man down! Wilson would have made a quip about the inaccuracies of the trailer, but that would imply hunters were real. Hahahahanolet’snotdothat.

It almost felt like the ground rumbled as soon as Marcus pulled the alarm. Bodies swarmed seemingly out of nowhere. She could SEE them running towards her. Sweaty, smelly.

Oh hell to the naw.

She wasn't touching that with a fifty foot pole. By some act of God, she pushed past the big staff member, and made a wild dash for the projector. There was no way she was getting stuck in that crowd. You just couldn't make her. Nope nope nope.

Surprisingly? She beat the crowd. Ami found herself standing next to the projector, smiling triumphantly. Yeah ******** you smelly unhygienic people!

Reality came back and she remembered she actually had something to do. Ami put one hand on the cart and started trying to push it, but it was heavy. She'd need help. "Wilson? Marcus? Kat!!" she shouted like a lost child into the mass of people, while still trying to keep an air of discreteness. Oh no. Had they gotten lost in the crowd?