Vicious/Meia: Face off!

[Bean Bandit]

A low voice, pitched a little too low, and sounding slightly forced, though smooth and lyrical, answered the call from Vicious' phone.

"Hello?"

[Carthrat]

"Hello, Gren," replies Vicious, trying to formulate some way for Gren to give him information that he really should already know..

[Bean Bandit]

Meia stepped out into the hall, and was confronted by the same 'office hall gone to seed' look as she had when she'd entered. The hall was dirty, and largely empty, though she could feel eyes from various doorways on them as they passed. At the end of the hall was a door marked "Hangar"...

[Rezantis]

Ignoring the looks she felt, Meia walked towards the hanger door.

[Bean Bandit]

Gren's voice dropped slightly in pitch. "You're early." he noted.

[Bean Bandit]

The Hangar door was slightly stuck, but a firm shove dislodged it, and they entered the hangar, Barnette keeping a careful eye on the workers, and Paiway pressed closely to Meia's butt.

[Rezantis]

Meia stepped through the door and looked around the hangar for her Dread.

[Bean Bandit]

The hangar was a large, noisy affair, filled with the sounds of working, plating being welded, or parts being hammered into place. It was suprisingly spacious and open, considering the state of the planet thus far, and relatively clean. The two dreads were moored in a far corner, both Barnette's damaged one, and Meia's functional one gathering quite a bit of rubbernecking from the work crews...

[Carthrat]

"I am aware," replies Vicious, smoothly.

Dammit!