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 Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 10:34 am
Guiseppi thought for a moment. "I will set up the time, and we will be ready by noon tomorrow. They like odd times for meetings, other than the classic nighttimes, because it is less suspicious. I have to say that it is one thing they and I agree upon." He stood and tapped a wall sharply three times. A cord dropped out, which he gripped and spoke into. "Frieda, ready a set of clothes in burnt orange of taille grande,* and a rough suit with no tie or cufflinks in black. Bring out the Red Box as well. Have it all ready in the spare room down my hall in one hour."
He turned back to the gathered group, the cord he'd spoken into disappearing as he let go of it. "While we wait, I will make certain you can carry out this plan. Shadowpaw, you will learn how to sit and how to react without reacting. Walking is less necessary. Garbhan, you will learn how to stand. Uriyu, you will learn for the words to listen for."
That should all be good. Unless things did not go the way he intended for them to, the infiltration would also be his time to strike. He would simply be the last to leave--unless the others could figure out a way for him to touch each of their targets without being seen, heard, felt, or caught.
((*French for 'height tall,' taken literally.
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 3:18 pm
Uriyu smiled, "So it appears i shall be the ears of the back up group." he said. "Very well then, much more efficient then being the eyes i presume." he added with a shrug. This would be entertaining that much was obvious. It wasnt the drow way of course. If he was in charge he would probably charge the targets headlong and tear down everything within a city block of the target... but he wasnt in charge and he had to remain below the radar.
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