Vudukudu
Farseer to the Warsong Clan
The desk clerk didn't get the opportunity to greet Torben as he arrived. Across the lobby, the door to the stairwell opened and Hannah emerged, on her way to acquire a few more supplies for their upcoming raid. When she saw Torben, she paused and squinted. Characteristically pale, and the way he carried himself suggested he wasn't from around here.
To test her theory, she whistled the first few bars of a song who's name was long forgotten by now, but had once been associated with some sort of competitive sports team from Chicago, legends who walked on ice. Seeing that the tune got a reaction from Torben, she nodded towards the staircase and disappeared into it, letting the door shut behind her. Without bothering to give any further clues, she jogged back upstairs and left the door to their hotel room open. Her explanation to the others was brief - turns out they had another friend.
Once Torben joined, they shut the door once more and filled him in on the operation. Ryan let everyone else do the explaining, as he was more focused on sizing up the new arrival. He'd gotten a hang of everyone else by now, but the new guy garnered his renewed interest. Once the discussion finished, Ryan put his cigarette out.
"We leave in three hours. ArmaLite is fifteen miles out. Aiming to make it there in less than four hours, should put us there around midnight. We appear, we do the job, we disappear. No uniforms, try to make it quiet until the bomb goes off." Ryan said, still leaned up against the wall. "Lets stick it to the Army, alright? Bring that factory crashing down on their heads."
To test her theory, she whistled the first few bars of a song who's name was long forgotten by now, but had once been associated with some sort of competitive sports team from Chicago, legends who walked on ice. Seeing that the tune got a reaction from Torben, she nodded towards the staircase and disappeared into it, letting the door shut behind her. Without bothering to give any further clues, she jogged back upstairs and left the door to their hotel room open. Her explanation to the others was brief - turns out they had another friend.
Once Torben joined, they shut the door once more and filled him in on the operation. Ryan let everyone else do the explaining, as he was more focused on sizing up the new arrival. He'd gotten a hang of everyone else by now, but the new guy garnered his renewed interest. Once the discussion finished, Ryan put his cigarette out.
"We leave in three hours. ArmaLite is fifteen miles out. Aiming to make it there in less than four hours, should put us there around midnight. We appear, we do the job, we disappear. No uniforms, try to make it quiet until the bomb goes off." Ryan said, still leaned up against the wall. "Lets stick it to the Army, alright? Bring that factory crashing down on their heads."