Ordinary Days

[Dracos]

Dracos sits down and watches the news, waiting for news of Gin's recovery and idly checking the phone every few hours for return messages.

Dracos

[Huitzil]

"Damn it! I've seen this episode so many times, I could tell you what they're saying even if they aired it in goddamn Sanskrit.

"Do you think it would be too dangerous to go out sightseeing or visit Parthy in the hospital, or go see a movie or something? I'm getting really bored."

[Dracos]

Dracos produces a set of poker cards from his luggage, "Bored is good.  Outside would likely be either reporters or paparazzi.  They'll leave us alone while we're on embassy grounds.  I don't know about you but I don't think they have my face plastered all over the news yet and I'd like to keep it that way."

Dracos

[Huitzil]

Paul takes the deck of cards and deals himself out a game of Solitare, sitting on his bed.

[Dracos]

Dracos blinks, raising an eyebrow and shrugging.

He then goes out of the room to explore the embassy/search for the mighty breakfast!

Dracos

[Brian]

There's a cafeteria downstairs where they serve unexiciting if palletable British/French fare.

A few security guards stand about in the hallways, and the place seems fairly busy -- people running about with stacks of paperwork and such.

[Dracos]

Dracos goes and loads up, paying if necessary.  He particularly grabs some croissants as he has yet to have a bad french croissiant.

After eating, he heads back to the room, commendeers the TV setup, wires the laptop through to it, and proceeds to fill the rest of the day with...  Cowboy Bebop.

Dracos

[Brian]

Dracos: You manage to relocate Paul's complaints about having seen episode X from the television in your room to your laptop.  Other than that, the day passes pretty swiftly.

[Dracos]

Dracos goes and gets dinner.  After returning he checks his phone for messages, if there isn't one, he sends another:

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Okay, we're going to be heading to Gibraltar either tomorrow or the next day.  We likely will be worthless for stealth with this much attention on us but at the least we won't be easy to just kidnap or kill until we land at Gibraltar.  Any help from the Oracle in vanishing without a trace once we get there would be much appreciated.  Hope things are going more smoothly on your end.


Turning it off, he shuts off the lights, and gets to bed early, wanting a good nights sleep for tomorrow.

Dracos

[Brian]

A reply is sent via text message to Dracos's cell-phone while whiling the day away, before he dozes off.

[Dracos]

Dracos ponders, turning off the phone.

~Hey Huitz, they recommend trying to leave a false trail elsewhere.  Thoughts?  I think that'll be too obvious to be worth crud with us not having presetup plans for it.  Even if we aren't good for recon I think we might as well be in Gibraltar rather than still being easily trackable and being far away from our target.~

Dracos

[Huitzil]

<How looong, how long must we sing this song; how long, how loooo-oooo-ooong -- burghrupighet?>

Paul looks startled, then peeved.

<Jesus, some warning ought to be nice. Tap me on the right shoulder or something to signify "Hey, I am going to be ICQ'ing your BRAIN in a few seconds. Anyway. We can still go to Gibraltar and leave a false trail, but it will cost us some more money. Just be overheard saying that we're so shaken up over this that we want to go back to America, and use the credit card that biught the tickets we used to buy three more, back to LAX. Then, use a totally different card, one that hasn't been used yet, to buy our tickets to Gibraltar. Or maybe the next airport over, and then go by car/bus/foot to Gibraltar, just to be safe.>

[Dracos]

~Hmm... Forget false trail.  They'd buy our tickets, which would totally invalidate the point as we wouldn't be leaving a credit card trail to follow.  We go to Gibraltar, officially by plane, unofficially we enter the airport, hang around for a bit, and get on a bus heading south.  We're not going to be able to fake that we're not going to Gibraltar.  I'd not buy it and I don't like assuming that a big organization is more stupid than I am when my life's on the line.  They'll know we are going there and be prepared for it.  The only way we can sensibly throw them is in how we get there.~

Dracos

[Huitzil]

<I suppose you're right. If they know why we're going, logically they know that this kind of quest isn't something you can up and quit.>

<At the very least, if we try to fake them out, we should get there BEFORE they expect us. If they know that we wouldn't go back, then when the plane shows up and we're not on it, they'll still know that we'recoming and they will still be prepared. But if we get the AI thingy to create a fake credit card trail for us, in france, fucking around, buying souveniers, staying at a hotel, and buying a plane ticket for a few weeks from now, all while we're driving down there... that might work better.>

[Dracos]

~That's a thought.~

Dracos tossed Huitz the phone, "Why don't you drop your folks a ring man?"

~Contact them and see if it's possible.  If it is, make it happen.  Either way we'll pick up Gin and head to the airport tomorrow.  I'm getting some sleep now so I'm more energized to handle any unexpecteds.~

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