~ Jaeger for his part ordered just a straight black coffee. When it finally arrived, he took in a deep breath and ...
" Eh. It'll do."
He was pretty sure the drink was at least cut with soykaf: a decent cost-saving expense while still being convincing enough that it was not soykaf. But Jaeger knew better: the Elven nose did not lie. Sipping slowly on the hot drink, he stared up at Pacific Towers with a raised eyebrow.
" You sure do like your tall buildings here," he noted, recalling that the buildings back in Munchen and Hamburg were noticeably never too high.
" I may be able to get inside and case a few of the floors. If Beowulf can check out the rest in the astral, Mister Blaster can scope the local Grid, we may have a better idea of what we're dealing with."
Unfortunately, he wasn't quite sure what Tharg could do: the stares they were getting already were certainly reminiscent of the Humanis-style "hospitality" Fredrick had dealt with back in the ADL.
" They'll jam to elf porn, listen to ork rock, and yet still act like this in public," Jaeger muttered under his breath, pissed that such prejudice could even still be a thing in a time period where magic was a legitimate force that was taught at Universities.
" Tharg, Juno, what about you two? I'm sorry, großer freund, but I'm not sure if I can keep people inside the tower easy enough to allow us to scout the area," he admitted, knowing that while his powers of persuasion were quite fine-tuned, getting a troll into high-society required a bit more than just a silver tongue. However, a thought.
" I may be able to help you go a bit more unnoticed, however. A little arcane persuasion to keep the stares away."
" Juno, you can tag with me if you'd like: I'm sure you'll see everything I'll miss. And Tharg, if you don't mind the Disappearing Act, another set of eyes in and around the building would be plenty useful," Fredrick mused, assuming that the woman and troll knew far more about security systems and private security than he did. ~
" Eh. It'll do."
He was pretty sure the drink was at least cut with soykaf: a decent cost-saving expense while still being convincing enough that it was not soykaf. But Jaeger knew better: the Elven nose did not lie. Sipping slowly on the hot drink, he stared up at Pacific Towers with a raised eyebrow.
" You sure do like your tall buildings here," he noted, recalling that the buildings back in Munchen and Hamburg were noticeably never too high.
" I may be able to get inside and case a few of the floors. If Beowulf can check out the rest in the astral, Mister Blaster can scope the local Grid, we may have a better idea of what we're dealing with."
Unfortunately, he wasn't quite sure what Tharg could do: the stares they were getting already were certainly reminiscent of the Humanis-style "hospitality" Fredrick had dealt with back in the ADL.
" They'll jam to elf porn, listen to ork rock, and yet still act like this in public," Jaeger muttered under his breath, pissed that such prejudice could even still be a thing in a time period where magic was a legitimate force that was taught at Universities.
" Tharg, Juno, what about you two? I'm sorry, großer freund, but I'm not sure if I can keep people inside the tower easy enough to allow us to scout the area," he admitted, knowing that while his powers of persuasion were quite fine-tuned, getting a troll into high-society required a bit more than just a silver tongue. However, a thought.
" I may be able to help you go a bit more unnoticed, however. A little arcane persuasion to keep the stares away."
" Juno, you can tag with me if you'd like: I'm sure you'll see everything I'll miss. And Tharg, if you don't mind the Disappearing Act, another set of eyes in and around the building would be plenty useful," Fredrick mused, assuming that the woman and troll knew far more about security systems and private security than he did. ~
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