Ordinary Days

[Dracos]

Given that Dracos is drinking water, he thanks the attendant, and continues yammering with Huitzil slowly.

Dracos

[Huitzil]

<And if we go to Gibraltar now, and they capture us all anyway? What's to stop them from brain-draining us then? Anything we do, we have a possibility of getting fucked on. If I help this man, we could get fucked. If we go to Gibraltar right now, we could get fucked ANYWAY! They probably have a trap for us set up NOW, which was why I wanted to take the bus and pretend we were here for a while longer. If we take the plane out today, I bet we won't even make it out of the airport before they get us. We should take a while. I could get a lay of the land and figure out what I'm going to do.>

<But even if we HAVE to leave today, I have to do this. No matter how many times you tell me it's stupid or suicidal, you can't change my mind.>

[Dracos]

~Since when did you become a prognosticator?  Did you forget, we have a fucking seer around?  And other resources other than just ourselves?  Contact Rez and look for another way.  Stop being fucking retarded about this.  You have no plan.  Without it, all you are going to do is get caught.  It's wasted effort.  We have to leave today because you left the GOD DAMNED PHONE on yesterday and left a nice little marker of where we were.~

Dracos

[Huitzil]

<Our faces were on CNN! They KNOW that we're here. They were probably the ones that wanted the plane crashed in the first place! As long as we stay in the embassy, they can't get at us. There's too much security, too much scrutiny. And if we leave the security of the embassy, we have to fake them out. If we go straight to Gibraltar, they are going to catch us. You don't need to be a psychic to know that. If we leave a trail here, as if we were still hanging around, and arrive directly in Gibraltar in a few days, then they might not be expecting us.>

[Dracos]

~You are right on one point, I screwed up going out there.  They know we are here.  But that's not a reason to stay.  Leaving a trail here can be done without us being here.  They can't just disappear us as soon as we land at Gibraltar.  There'd be way too much media attention.  I'd rather be in Gibraltar where at least we're close to our goal then hiding out here where they know we definitely are and waiting for them to get a clean shot to take.~

Dracos breathed out, pondering.

~If you have a plan, share it.  I think we should go, but that's because I don't believe here is that safe and it's not near our goal.~

Dracos

[Huitzil]

<I can't have a plan until I get to the hospital. I need to know how it's laid out, who all is there, what goes on there, and all that. Let's go there just like you planned, visit our friend in the hospital, and give me time to think of something.>

[Dracos]

~Hmm...  First, contact the other group.  Pass the info along.  Check our own resources here.  Deal?~

Dracos

[Huitzil]

<Sounds right to me.>

[Dracos]

Dracos nodded and idly commented, "You really should finish off your eggs."

With his left hand he reached down, retrieved the phone from the bag and began to type as best he could while keeping it in his lap.

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Rez, important, what resources does Relm have to help us out in france?  Can she get some fake trails made for us here?



Dracos

[Huitzil]

Paul nods back and starts nibbling on his now-ice cold eggs.

[Dracos]

Dracos offs the phone when he finishes and checks the time.  If it's late enough, he goes and asks the embassy to guide them to the car and thanks them for providing a safe route to the hospital.

Dracos

[Brian]

You're quickly moved to the hospital.  The media is either under instruction not to chase embassy limos, or doesn't get the idea that you're inside one.

Either way, you shortly find your way to Ginrai's room, passing a series of rooms with grim-faced police officers guarding the doors.  The terrorists, you'd guess, though there isn't a handy English (or French, actually) sign saying as much.

Ginrai looks pretty well, and has passed two of the three required release conditions.  As you arrive, two nurses remove him from the morphine drip, and explain that he has to prove he's capable of coping with the pain using only oral medication for twenty four hours before he can be released.

[Dracos]

Dracos nods to the nurses smiling in thanks back at them before turning to Ginrai.

"Hey Steven.  Looking good for the dead."

Dracos looks for a seat nearby.  If there isn't one, he just stands.

Dracos

[Ginrai]

'Out of all names, why Steven?'

Ginrai turns to Dracos.  "Yeah, I'm doing better than I thought.  Got lucky, I guess.  So what have you guys been up to the past couple of days?"

[Dracos]

"Oh nothing much, Rest, relaxation, partying in the Embassy."

~Idly finding out that they know we are here and we have to leave as soon as you are ready to go.~

Dracos