Dark*Matter: Discovery, The Delphi Paradox

"Oh, uh...hey," Meri says, eying the cases to see if the sword will fit in one.

"Is there anything knifey I can bring? That will hurt demons, I mean. Galahad here is great, but sometimes you can't hide a sword in a formal gown, you know?"
 

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The sword would easily fit into one of the larger cases.

"You're not trained with a butterfly knife, are you? No, no. Ah, here we go,"
said Ryker, as he dug through some of the shelves. He handed a silver plated combat knife and sheath over to Meredith. "This should do the trick. Lot of things out there are susceptible to silver. It's been blessed too. I wouldn't recommend going up against a demon with it, though."
 

She nods.

"For real demons, I have old faithful here." She pats the scabbard as she packs it up, then slips the knife into the case as well.

"And on that note, I think I'm good to go."
 



The pilots of the Institute plame at the airport introduced themselves as Tom Williams, and John Baker. Casual conversation revealed eventually that they used to fly for Oceanic Airlines, before they spotted a UFO and, through a convoluted series of events, wound up working for the Institute.

The plane itself is a heavily modified LearJet 55, covered with an experimental polymer that can render the jet completely invisible to radar when a small electric charge is run through it.

"It's standard on all our planes now. Especially useful for countries where the Institute doesn't having a working relationship with the government,"
explains Captain Williams.

The flight, even with the advanced Hoffmann Institute engines powering the plane, is long and boring. After many, many hours, you arrive in Greece shortly after noon, local time. For those who have experienced flight before, the landing's fairly rough, due to the rudimentary nature of the airstrip. The current weather conditions are light snowfall. Judging by the maps you've been given, you're about forty miles from the dig site.

Waiting for you at the airstrip is a black Humvee parked by what appears to be a maintenance building. The area seems to be deserted, and the whole thing looks like a temporary affair set up just to get you into the country quickly and without having to bother with customs. The pilots confirm this, and say that they'll be flying back to the US after a few hours of rest. Given that there's no fuel tanks or trucks in sight to refuel the plane, that says a lot about the range of the engines on the plane.
 
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After thanking the pilots for the flight, Cade will help load-up the Humvee before plotting the best, quick route to the dig site.

Unless someone else wants to, Cade will be driving to the site.

"So, Doc," asks Cade of Nick. "How should we go about this dig stuff? I mean I've read the basics, but is there any specific we should focus on?"
 

"You should be more careful," said a man in a dark suit and coat, who stepped out from behind the hummer as Cade approached. "Your jet's radar immunity may be fancy, but I could have taken it down with a shoulder rocket easily from here, and I could have killed you six different ways since you got off that thing. These covert airstrips you guys put together, they're always too open, never enough cover getting off for my taste. And certainly not enough guards or security."

The man is Agent Duffmann. As he talked, he lit up a cigarette.
 
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Meredith points and grins. "Hey! I remember you! How're you doing?"

She steps forward and offers her hand to shake.

"As for security...what can I say? You save the world once or twice, you start getting all soft and optimistic." Her grin never falters, and her tone is light and joking.
 

Friadoc said:
"So, Doc," asks Cade of Nick. "How should we go about this dig stuff? I mean I've read the basics, but is there any specific we should focus on?"

"Dig carefully," Nick says. "Preserve everything." Nick shoulders his gear and and starts toward the Humvee. "And watch out for curses. They're always cursed," he adds with a smile.
 

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