Target Sighted...[Open]

[Leon Walter Deltova]

The cross hairs came to rest at the neck line of a man. An officer of some faction, names weren't important at the moment. From a secluded spot on the cliffline, the sniper was appart from everything. Two miles out from the nearest building, the sniper had a panoramic view of the entire upper plate of the city. He was reclining, sitting back in a lawn chair, catching rays from the still high sun in the sky. No one was around, not even the mongral of a dog he owned. He wore his officer's hat over his face, covering his eyes and the majority of his smug features. He was by no means in shape. Luckily for the sniper, the man wore a light shirt.

The sniper smiled a partial smile as he pulled the trigger on his gun. A silenced spit came from the muzzle of the high-powered rifle. The tabloid was going to have a field day with this guys funeral. The sniper could see it now. 'High ranking officer killed. Donut shops safe... for now.' He couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he watched the single spirt of blood come from the man's neck. No family, no friends, not even subordinates, liked him. He drove them away with anger and tone, through power and lies did he come to his position. Fitting that the same means he employed against those who he had passed to get there would end him.

The sniper, now that his contract was complete, dis-assembled his sniper rifle and stowed it in its case.

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"One shot, one kill. That's how it works." The sniper said into a small mic that hung around his ear.

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A green light confirmed the transmission to the benefactors who had assigned the sniper the job. "Nice work, Mr. Deltova. We knew we could trust you. RTB and recieve your pay. We may have work for you soon." A voice said to the man. Mr. Deltova smiled and picked up the case from the rock under his feet. It was handy having a city on a cliff, no one would be the wiser if a shooter was in the city or not.

With a nod of his head, Mr. Deltova warped away, back to his waiting evac, a single military chopper. It lead him away from the city, to a small bunker several klicks away from the city. The illustrious city of Junon. Leon, being a new many in this world, hardly knew the area. So, he had to follow direct communications to the places where he had to go. But, along the way, Mr. Deltova, know as Leon to his closer associates, was studying the area and the layout of the land, constructing an intigrated map of the areas he had been, as well as the link up points.

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The chopper arrived at its destination, allowing Leon out of the small space for passengers. A man walked out of a small gray building, handed Leon a manilla envelope, and returned to the building, closing its door on silent hinges. Leon popped open the envelope and tipped its contents into his hand. Just like he had been promised, Leon recieved the keys to a brand new sports car, modified to his personal specifications, and a check and a security number to a bank account.

Leon smiled and stowed the check into one of his many pockets, closing it carefully. Then, he walked around to the other side of the heleport, with the helecoptor already taking off and flying away. Sitting in a parking space was Leon's new car. Making a quick check of the vehicle, Leon made sure that there were no tracking devices or explosives on it. None. Good.

Leon opened the locks of the car, climbed in, and started the engine. He punched the gas and rolled down the hill, back towards Junon. He was going to catch a transport to the Midgar area and arrive at a place for another job he was set up for. He was on a schedual, one that he was comfortable with, and made his way forward.

Arriving at the docks, Leon flashed an ID to the guard and rolled up towards the loading dock. A smaller transport ship sat waiting for him and his car. Leon rolled into the waiting cargo hold of the ship, climbed out, and watched as the car sunk down slightly, locking into place. Walls came up around the car and made a case around it, sealing it away and protecting it. Leon clicked the power lock button on the key chain and walked up to the deck of the ship. A man, apparently waiting for Leon, handed him a key to a room and let him know that his things were already in his room and dinner would be shortly. Leon smiled to the man and handed him a small "Thank you" tip and went on his way.

He walked to his room, changed into more comfortable clothes, and went to dinner. Some time later, Leon returned to his room, a bottle of whiskey in one hand, and a book in the other. Taking a pull from the alcohol, Leon sat down at one of the tables, turned on a light, and proceeded to read for the remainder of the night, his weapons never staying too far out of reach. A good way to begin a voyage.

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oOc: Sorry if this seems confusing. I am moving from Junon to Midgar through this one post, and for the majority of the post it will be taking place in Midgar. As in after this post, it will be in Midgar unless the story changes to take it to a new place.

[Elstan Shadow]

Elstan had seen the shot. It was clean but not good work. No doubt she would take the blame for this, but that didnt matter she had her own work to do. "Target sighted outside Shin-Ra headquarters." came a voice from a semi invisible ear piece Elstan was wearing. She blended with the crowd and her target didnt notice her until she hit him in the crook of the neck. She took him to an abandoned warehouse to make this man come clean. As soon as he was finished a gun shot could be heard and she faded away.

She was on a building nearby the sniper. Her wing unfurled and feathers blew away in the gentle wind. Her enhanced eyesight saw a witness to her murder and she jumped off the building and injected some slow killing poison into the young boy. She smirked and walked off and felt a tap on her shoulder.

[Leon Walter Deltova]

The ship docked at a small port halfway through the next day. Leon had been sitting in his room, reading quietly in the sunlight that came through the open windows. A calm breese wafted in, ruffling the curtains and several papers sitting on a desk next to him. An announcement came in over the speekers telling the passengers that the ships crew was thankful for their business and wanted them to choose that line of cruiser again. Leon rolled his eyes and go up from his seat.

We went about packing his things, putting his clothes and the like away. With his bags around his shoulders and the case carrying his sniper rifle in hand, Leon made a final sweep of the room, just to be sure he had forgotten nothing. Pleased to see that he had everything with him, Leon left his room and departed for the cargo hold. He arrived, turned in his keys to his room, and moved to the shipping container that held his car. The container dissassembled itself and revealed Leon's car, in mint condition. Leon checked his car, just to be sure that there were no tracking devices installed. Once satisfied, Leon opened the trunk of the car, tossed his things into it, closed and locked the trunk, and lastly climbed into his car.

The cargo bay doors opened revealing a ramp to the dock. Leon ignited the engine and rolled backwards onto the dock. Turing around in the space, Leon quickly got to speed and moved away from that spot of civilization. Personal transports hung around, picking up the passengers from the ship, but Leon didn't spend any time watching them. He continued to accelerate until he was far away from the hustle and bustle of the docks.

His target lay a fair distance ahead of him, the ruined city of Midgar. Once a busy as can be city whos lights never went out, but now it was a veritable ghost town. After the fall of Meteor several years ago, the city lay in sevear ruin. Scavengers obviously went there looking for anything that they could find, hidden valuables, money, or just supplies. Some people did return to the area, starting up sections of towns and "cities" but the memories from the fallout of the Meteor was still fresh in everyone's minds. All of this, Leon had heard from several people on night at a bar. Survivors talking of their lives before and after the event.

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It took Leon the better part of two hours to come into view of the ruined city, and when he did a surprise came to him. Vegetation and animals were abundant. Deer and the like scattered when they heard his vehicle approching. From what Leon had gathered, the area around the city was suppose to be dead, but apparently not. Trees and bushes had sprouted quickly in the area, their growth accelerated by the planet's will and life force. Leon personally didn't believe in the planet having a "life force" per-say, but then again, he didn't truly believe in a lot of things.

Half an hour later, Leon rolled into a section of the city that was being restored, buildings having been re-built and a large, strong gate protecting the ones who lived there from the outside. A sign, the only marking of any kind in the area, sat before him. "Welcome to Alpha Site." is what it read. Leon cocked an eyebrow at it, but shrugged it off, continuing to roll on. He moved quickly through the fairly clean streets to his pre-described destination, parking his car in a container that he took the key out of after sealing his car away. Leon walked around the parimeter of the building and up the gray stone steps to the main door. He knocked several times and stood back, just as instructed. A single younger man came out and lead Leon inside, not saying a word. He lead Leon to a waiting room and told him to wait there until summoned. Leon nodded his head and sat down, proceeding to wait for his meeting to begin.

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The roar of a motorbike could be heard through the silence hanging over the near-desolate city of Midgar like a fog. To think that this city (if one could even call it that at this point) had once been the Las Vegas of Gaia seemed like sheer maddness, even if it was true.

Rexa have her head a shake, dissmissing these thoughts. This was no time to ponder what Midgar used to be. There were far more pressing matters at hand. Swerving to avoid a fair sized piece of rubble, piercing blue eyes locked on to the place she was looking for. It was a large, formidable stone gate that lie in front of a partially re-built section of the city. "Welcome to Alpha Site." A sign read. Bingo. This was the place. The fiery young girl pulled her vehicle to a hault just outside a large, gray-stoned building. She dismounted next to a fancy red car, under quite serious protection. Well, it was understandable. Not a very nice crowd running around here now-a-days.

The tough young girl sauntered inside after being allowed in by a young man. There were few people inside, save for a man who looked genuinely bored. "Hey." She said casually, plopping down next to him.

[Elstan Shadow]

Elstan spotted Rexa. She sneaked into the building. Her reputation as the Angel of Death was going to be tested to its limits. She spotted Rexa and another man down below her. She smiled. She took out one of her knives and and threw it and it landed inches away from Rexa. She chuckled an evil chuckle. "I know who you seek...My clan has been after him for a while. I suggest you leave this to a professional..." she somersaulted down and retreaved her weapon. "Such as myself. Elstan Shadow. Master Assassin of Wutai. You wanna catch this guy. Follow my lead. He is dangerous so be on your gaurd. I left my engagement dinner to catch this murderer." she said and lit up a cigarette. At the at moment more of her fellow Assassins filed in. She smiled and threw a file at Rexa.

Name: Curtis Lee Manchester.
Age: 49
Crimes: Killing of Turks and Soldiers.
Person in command of tracking: Elstan Shadow AKA The Angel of Death
This file come from Rufus Shin-Ra and the Turk head office. Follow Elstan's command whoever reads this as she is the best of the best. The file read.

[Leon Walter Deltova]

oOc: Elstan... I have a quick question. How could you have entered with stealth and then have more of your assassins pop in without having them enter with you? Were they already there or do they have a kind of locator that allows them to instantly get there? I'm just confused as to where this is going.

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Leon looked at the new arrival with a mute expression.Another wanna-be killer... perfect. Leon thought quietly, turning his attention away from the girl. A show off, a loud mouth, and an egotistical girl, all under the acclaimed title of "master assassin". Leon rolled his eyes behind his shades. Nothing impressive over a person who can claim something. Leon had years of rigerous training to allow him to perfect his artistry.

During the middle of his contemplation, the attendant who had brought him in, came back and beconed for him to follow, seemingly unpreturbed by the appearance of the uninvited guest. Leon only shrugged and got up. He turned to the first girl to appear and tipped his hat at her, a smile on his lips.

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"Ma'am. Pleasure to meet you for those few seconds." Leon said, before turning and walking out with the attendant.

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Leon followed the attendant through large double doors made out of meticulously polished oak. The handles were polished to a bright shine and potted plants sat on either side of the doors. The attendant stepped up to the doors and opened them wide for Leon. Inside was a large sitting room, chairs sitting around in a semi-circle before a large table. Men in suits sat behind the table, all looking at Leon as if expecting him. Leon smiled and took off his hat.

"Glad you could join us, Mr. Deltova. I assume you're ready for your assignment?" One of the men said. He sat in the center of the table, apparently the head of the group.

The man who has spoken was fairly young, black hair neatly trimmed and groomed, his hands clasped before him, his head resting on his thumbs with his elbows propping up his head. He wore a business suit, a white shirt and red tie neatly tucked away. The other men were dressed in coordination with the man in the center. Some of the men were older and several were young like the leader. Others were of middle age whos faces bared the marks of trying times and of troubles.

Leon simply nodded and stood before the table, a general at attention stance. He kept the knowing smile on his lips as he looked from each of the men and back again.

"Good... Now... we want you to take care of several problems for us. There is a small group of men, much like ourselves, who are trying to get into the destroyed Mako reactors in the city. There is a large amount of attention going to a certain reactor in particular. Reactor number 7. We want you to do two things. Take care of this company of men and to investigate the reactor site. You will be working in accordance with one our other contractors. The pay is well worth it, and we know that you prefer to be a solo opperative. Trust us, this partner of yours is highly skilled and will not hinder your opperation." The man explained. He pushed several folders forward for Leon to take. "Here is a complete compilation of the men and their backgrounds, their current jobs, their financial situations, and their respective jobs in the company. I'm sure you will have no problems with your mission. Aide, please fetch our other contractor, Miss Nox." The man added.

The aid bowed low and exited the room. Leon, in turn, picked up the folders and leafed through them, skimming the information and picking up the general ideas there-within. Leon nodded his head and turned towards the door to await his new partner.

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Rexa gave an irritated snort as Elstan dropped in... literally. Just because Elstan was some sort of "master assassin" didn't automatically give her knowlege of Rexa's skill. Though she may not be a "master", she was no amature. Instead of giving a sharp, snappy retort, she merely turned her head. No use stirring up trouble now.

Her blue eyes flicked to Leon as he exited, seeing that he still held a poker face. By the way he lingered near the door, she could tell he was waiting for somebody. With an inward shrug, she dissmissed these thoughts as another rather snappy dressed man came from behind the doors. By the way he was looking at her, Rexa could tell that it was her turn next. She got hastily to her feet and followed the aid inside.

Wow. Seems like everybody here is wearing pretty schmancy clothes The fiery young girl observed as her eyes scanned the group of men before her. All of them seemed to be clad in identical suits, but she could easily tell who was in charge by the position of one of them, for he was sitting slightly ahead of the others. "Rexa Nox. It is a pleasure to meet you, sir." She said politely, yet carefully. "I understand you have a job for me?"

[Leon Walter Deltova]

"Ahh yes. Miss Nox. I'd like you to meet Mr. Deltova here. You two will be working on the assignment together." The man in the middle of the table said, smiling at the girl.

"Mr. Deltova here is holding the files on the targets of the mission. As I have told Mr. Deltova, your mission is rather simple. You're to find and eliminate a board of constituates in a 'rival' company of ours. Not a business rivalry, but in a term more of a race then anything else. We are doing our best to rebuild parts of this once glorious city, but out competators are hindering out efforts by halting supply lines and our workers.

"As a second part of your job, we want you to investigate an old Mako reactor, reactor number 7 to be precise. There is something of value there that our rivals are trying to get at. We want to know what it is, and if possible, claim it for our own. If the need arises and you are unable to recover whatever it is, we want you to destroy it after taking sufficient information and if possible, samples. Anything you bring back will be considered extra and you will be compensated for the materials brought back. If you manage to retrieve the item or items in question, you will be payed much more then the standard contract fee." The man explained. He had an passive face on, not displaying any emotion or anxiety for the mission results.

Leon stood there, taking in the bonus objective, making mental notes of the parameters and the requirements for it. The payoff will be well worth it, but then again, Leon was already far ahead here.

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"Sounds like a mission I did in Jersey a few years back." Leon remaked, looking once again at the folders in his hands.

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Several of the board members looked at Leon as if he was from another planet due to his remark. How ironic it was that they were right. Oh well. Leon shrugged off their looks and placed the files back on the table in a neat pile.

"I hope you two have good luck on your mission and I am anticipating the positive outcome of the mission. The secondary objective, the reconisance of it at least, is as important as clearing the way for our workers and for us to recieve our supplies, but the bonus objectives are what they are, bonus." The man said, standing up. The other members of the board stood as well. Several of them bowed as a sign of respect and left through two side doors.

Leon nodded and turned towards the door. He placed his hat back on his head and began to walk out. He stopped next to Rexa and looked at her. He smiled a white toothed smile and nodded his head.

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"Pleasure to be workin' with ya, m'dear. Name's Leon. I don't believe in the last name way of calling a person." He remarked casually. He then continued to moved the way he had come, exiting through the two large doors that he had entered from. "I'll be waitin' down stairs for ya, m'dear. Just give me a shout when you're all set to go." Leon called over his shoulder as he walked.

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Leon walked past the waiting room he had reciently been in. If the assassin was still there, Leon didn't notice, as his head was already in the game. He had been given an overhead map of the target objective with general directions of where and how to get there. Leon noted several places where he could deposit his car for safe keeping until the mission was over with. Now, with a plan already forming in his head, Leon walked down the ornate stairway to the main lobby, through the large braced doors, and to the locker where his car was. Leon walked to the locker door, inserted the key and stepped inside. He closed the door behind him, listening to it click and latch. Locked, very good. Once inside, a single string of lights came to life overhead, throwing white unabated light into the room. Leon walked around to the trunk of his car, opened it, and looked inside. Inside were four different cases. Two of them had clothes in them, which he pushed aside. He pulled the remaining two cases forward and unlatched them.

One of the cases contained a well stocked pack of C-4 explosive plastic with detonator and chips. The other was a mini armory in itself. Several guns sat in it, with different attachments and clips of ammunition. Leon had an area nearby where he could load up on extra armaments as well, always having a locked down base to resupply and re-arm. Leon nodded his head with approval and closed both cases. He then closed the trunk and walked around to the other end of the car. He inserted his key into the door of the locker and allowed the door to roll up this time. Light from the outside made the interior lights go out. Leon climbed into his car and started the engine. He rolled out onto the driveway and rolled the windows down. The sun was shining and Leon felt ready for his mission. Just to add to the good mood, Leon took out a CD and placed it into the CD-player in the car. He turned up the volume and leaned back in his chair as smooth jazz began to flow out of the speakers. Now... he was ready.

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[Elstan Shadow]

Elstan yawned. What was with this guy? He really didn't know how things worked around here. She herself was already at the reactor. Two men stood gaurd but she had already slit their throats before they had chance to move for their guns. The other assassins went around the back. She silently went in and saw the man she had been looking for working with Leon's targets. 'Crap.' she thought. She jumped down snack released her twin hidden blades and stuck them in her enemy's throats. Guns to loud. Blades quite.

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Rexa nodded in understanding as the mission was explained to her, casting a quick glance at Leon as his name was mentioned. So she had a partner for this mission? Scanning the man up and down, she concluded that he would be a valuble asset. If worst came to worst, at least he wouldn't slow her down. The bonus objectives piqued her intrest. Ah, this was what she was here for. Rexa was not interested in the day to day issues between companies, but merely the pay they offered. As a nineteen year old girl with no family, she was desperate enough to do anything. At least this job utilized her skills.

Once the man had finished, Rexa lifted up the files and scanned through them briefly. These people sure knew how to get information, that was for sure. When addressed, her gaze once more flicked to Leon. The way he called her "m'dear" made her skin prickle uncomfortably. He may intend it as merely a playful nickname, or a courteous greeting, but the young girl couldn't help but feel slightly small next to him. "Likewise." She said back politely, giving him a tiny smile.

With a nod to the suited men, she sauntered out the doors after Leon. Show time. Her mind drifted to what would happen not long from these moments, carefully thinking through various strategies. Lost in these thoughts, she wandered back to the place in which she parked her motorcycle. The fancy car was humming with life and...smooth jazz? Rexa looked to the windows, seeing the faint outline of Leon inside. "Nice car!" She called to him as she mounted her motorcycle, amusement coloring her voice. Inserting the keys into the ignition, her motorcycle flicked to life. She too was ready for whatever was thrown at her.

[Leon Walter Deltova]

Leon watched the girl walk out of the building. Carefully looking the girl over, Leon made several different notes about her in his mind. When she called to him about his car, however, Leon laughed and had to rethink what he had previously surmised.

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"Well thank ya. Glad to see that there are people out there who can appreciate the finer things in life. You've got quite a piece of work there with your motercycle." Leon said, returning the complement.

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Leon laughed again as he pressed down on the gas and roared away down the driveway. A light dust rose up from the ground behind him as the tires rolled across dry pavement. As he drove, Leon typed in commands on a small inlaid computer screen in the dashboard. Coordinates and routes flowed into Leon's shades, the small computers in them maping out a defined pathway to the objective points.

Leon rolled quickly out of the small town and back into the open space of the plains. Turning onto a direct road that surrounded the city, Leon pressed down even harder on the accelerator, bringing the car to nealy one-hundred and twenty miles per hour. Deer, birds, rabbits and the assorted small creatures fled at the sound of the mammoth engine roaring down the dusty road. All the while, Leon hung back in his chair with the air flowing in through the opened windows. The music, however, had changed from jazz to hard rock. Metallica's ...And Justice for All began to play over the speakers, the bass kicking in hard but the notes coming in clean and fresh. Leon's smile never left his lips as he road towards his destination, but in his mind, we was prepping for the upcoming mission. Playing a false face was a good way to fool an enemy.

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Rexa chuckled lightly as Leon returned the compliment. Her motorcycle may not be very fancy, but it was fast, and had a nice paint job. That was all she needed. Revving her ride a few times, she sped off after Leon.

Though she may not admit it, Rexa had no idea as to where she would go in order to get to the Mako Reactor, and the fact that she did not have anything even close to a GPS (or even a map, for that matter) did not help. Obviously, Leon's schmancy ride had to have one, so she went with merely following behind him. Various forms of wildlife mulled about close to where they were driving, quickly spooked away by the monsterous noise Leon's car was making. If the huge engine was not enough, the music certainly was. The song was one she did not recognize, but the sound of the guitar played so clearly outside the car that she heard it as if she was sitting right next to a radio. Two of her fingers drummed the handlebars to the steady beat. Well, this was a nice way to get pumped up for her first mission as a mercenary, hm?

Strategies ran through Rexa's head constantly, calculating possible events and their outcomes. It was in her nature to be wary, even if she was confident in her powers, and her partner's obvious experience.

[Leon Walter Deltova]

Leon drove for quite some time, running through the various songs on the album. As soon as he got onto To Live is to Die, however, Leon's compter screens in his sunglasses highlighted a location nearby for him to park his car. Tapping the breaks, which generally stood for a signal to slow down, Leon slowed his car down and pulled into a small alcove. It was nestled between two ruined buildings, scarred from the devestation left from Meteor. The buildings were generally intact, all except for the blackened walls and the ripped appart roof. Leon rolled through one of the buildings, its walls having been cracked and broken open, enough for his car to manuver through them with ease.

Leon followed the HUD on his glasses to a predescribed location in the area. What Leon found almost made him laugh aloud. A functioning garage with sealable doors. And the best part about it, was that the keys to the building were sitting on the counter of the garage manager's office. Leon stepped out of his car, snatched the keys, and opened the door for the locker. It was a large locker, as it could easily fit both of their vehicles with room to spare. Leon waved for Rexa to follow him, if she was still there, and rolled into the garage. He parked his car and climbed out. Opening the trunk of his car, Leon pulled out the two different cases filled with weapons and explosives. Leon left the case of guns in the trunk, but opened it.

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"If you'd like to, take a few guns with you. I've got plenty to spare." Leon said, grabbing a silencer for his sniper rifle. He opened the case which held his sniper and began to assemble it, after putting down the second case which was filled with C-4.

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Once the gun was assembled, Leon slung it over his shoulder and opened his coat. He checked his ammo store as well as his grenade stock. All set and ready to go. Leon nodded his head and turned to walk out the door of the garage. Stopping momentarrily, Leon turned back towards his car and snapped his fingers. The locks engaged and the security system became active.

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If Rexa had gone to look at the weapons, Leon looked at her carefully. "When you're done, close the trunk and lock the door. I'm going to do a bit of scouting. Oh... and here. Catch." Leon said to Rexa. Leon tossed a small communication's earpiece and mic to Rexa. "Just so we can stay in connection." Leon added. Then, he turned and vanished on the spot, warping to the top of the nearest building.

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Rexa pulled her motorcycle to a stop beside Leon's car, promptly killing the engine and dismounting. "How nice. They have a garage for us." She muttered, eyes darting warily from side to side to make sure the place wasn't rigged. This seemed like a rather odd place for a garage. Rexa quickly dissmissed these thoughts. No use sweating over the small stuff. After all, most would believe themselves to be lucky to have found such a conveniently placed structure.

"You've got quite the collection of weapons, eh?" Rexa commented as Leon produced a briefcase stocked full with enough guns to supply more than just the two of them. Personally, Rexa was not a gun type of person, but she selected a small, easy to wield handgun as a procautionary measure. "Allright, you ready...?" She trailed off, seeing that Leon had vanished into thin air. She quickly shoved the earpiece into her ear and flicked it on. "Nifty little trick there." She commented into it. "What do you see?"

[Leon Walter Deltova]

A small laugh was the first response that came back to Rexa, which was subsiquntly followed by a short pause.

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"Well... there sure as hell's a lot of debris... a couple roughtly intact building which we can use to mask our approach, but other then that... I don't see a whole lot of anything. Meaning, open ground. Pleanty of room to manuver, granted, but almost no cover for a while." Leon responded at last. "Oh ho ho... whats this?" Leon said. "Looks like a small scavaging party coming out of one of the buildings. Looks like thats one of their outposts." Leon said, sending the tactical information in word form to his partner.

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Leon took out a small camera and took several quick pictures of the buildings and of the scavaging party. They were heading in the general direction of the reactor. Probably an excavation party in disguise. Leon turned away from the open expanse and hopped down the fourty feet back to earth. He landed without so much as a grunt, but the ground benieth him certainly did react. Dirt broke appart and a rock skipped away into the grass, but nothing too much as to alert anyone.

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"Here ya are. Several different pictures of the target location and what's near it. Best I can tell is that we're about three klicks from the Reactor itself. It'll probably take us about an hour and a half to reach the outpost and from there it'll probably take about... I don't know... maybe half that time to get to the reactor?" Leon said, handing over the digital camera. Leon placed a thoughtful hand on his chin and looked at Rexa with a sly smile. "Course... I could always manage it so that we can get in there in... oh... I don't know... maybe thirty seconds?" Leon said, throwing the offer up.

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It was a simple thing. All Leon needed Rexa to do was to hold his hand as he warped the both of them almost directly infront of the outpost. That was a good place to start, gather intel, and then see where their objectives were and how to best go about them, not to mention having a little bit of fun on the way. Nothing too hard about that. The only hinderance was if Rexa wasn't comfortable with Leon's soon to be explanation of how he proposed to move them there in such a short time.

Leon, willingly accepting the turn, would lead them, instead if she wasn't wanting to do the warp, through a more secure route to their objectives. Sure it was a longer route, but then again, it was safe and allowed them to plan in advance for what might come along. Leon was, however, able to think on the fly and was more then ready for just about any situation that could propose itself to them. All he needed was for one answer and the move forward would commense.

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