Tokyo Girl

[Dracos]

In agreement.  They can play dumb tourists pretty easily if need.

Dracos

[Bjorn]

You're not going to be able to follow us, and we're probably not going to be able to give you directions.  Even if they nicely give us window seats and lots of opportunity to see where we're going on the way to the secret hideout, Japan has no street signs and I don't read it that fast anyways.  If you're not with us, and things go wrong, then we're screwed.  All of us together, though, are pretty formidable.

And importantly, you've got the warbag.  If things start to go wrong, the ability to have weapons with us no matter what they want is a deal-breaker.

[Rezantis]

Alright.  I don't consider this wise, but I'll grant that if it goes pear-shaped you'll need the warbag.

Not that I expect it to help that much if they put guns to our heads.

[Carthrat]

Fucking... you're the one with the money, too. If this gets fucked up, I guess we'll have to hope my metahuman power is suddenly revealed to be "Get-Out-Of-Dodge-Real-Fast-Prana".

[Rezantis]

We?

[Carthrat]

It felt rather self-centered to say 'I'.

[Rezantis]

Bjorn, you owe me more cookies for putting up with this harebrained crap.

Nathan starts walking over to the tunnel Bjorn went down.

OOC: I did re-offhand the warbag, right?

[Dracos]

The Yakuza find a rather sizable group joining Bjorn as they head to the cars apparently.

Dracos

[Halbarad]

Tim follows along behind Drac, having silently glad the group is sticking together - while Bjorn is capable of conversing in Japanese, he'd rather stick together himself, and it would have made the most sense for him to remain with any outside group - he's the only other interpreter they have at the moment, it seems.

[Brian]

Blond-thug stops at the street level and looks expectant.  In short order, an excessive looking Humvee-limo pulls up.  Blond-thug and his entourage are all set to climb in and crowd around menacingly.

This plan fails as he turns around and counts the passengers.  Scowling in irritation, he whips out his phone and snaps into it, "Make that three cars."  Then he hangs up and eyes everyone coolly, putting his shades back on.  "This may take a minute."

[Dracos]

"It'd be more worrisome if enough cars were already ready," Dracos shrugged. his offhand comment in English, and casually paying attention to who, if any, seemed to follow such.  That and whether or not he'd get painfully potshotted for such.

Dracos

[Bjorn]

In the real world, Bjorn's expression is unchanged: relaxed in posture, and a little half-smile on his face suggesting great comfort for the current circumstances.

The touch of his Dreaming, however, is icy and sharp.  Somebody had better take over the talking when we get to Prometheus, he says abruptly.

[Dracos]

Fine.  I'll try and do mess cleanup.  Dracos snap decided back.

Dracos

[Brian]

The cars arrive quickly, another pair identical to the first.  The yakuza quickly board, blond-thug getting in the first car.

[Dracos]

You know, that ignores actually that those of us who aren't Bjorn can't speak a whit of japanese.  Slips into the same car, the rest splitting among the three cars, somehow in sets of 2 or 3 as they got moving.

Dracos