SPYCRAFT: Blood Money (Road to Binga)

[Codename: GhostFox]

"Ack... this is fun. Kinda hard to keep tabs on our friends in the barracks when the whole village has come out to play."

((OOC:Not much else she can do here right now unless she and the rest of the recon team can bluff/bribe/cajole their way into the barracks. And that isn't GhostFox's strong suit.

I suppose we're lucky that we haven't been ID'ed yet...))

 

[Alexander Roman]

"Holy Smoke. Look at all the peeeeeople. This is worse than a Roman family reunion." Roman mutters under his breath, then gets an idea. Walking along the alley, nodding friendly-like to people as he passes and smiling happily at the playing children, he saunters along to get a look at the general store and the school across the way. Roman realizes now that trying to climb up and take pictures during the day might be a bit much, but night time might be a different story.

"Always be prepared. That's the boyscout motto." Roman grins.

 

[Game Control]

As Roman casually walks toward the grocery store, one of the soldier on the other side of the street flashes him a friendly smile and makes a hand sign to come over and talk with him.

[OOC:It's hard to really blend in when you're a white man in Binga in this neighborhood. While you do get a lot of stares, none are too hostile or incredulous however. Whitemen are not common but apparently not altogether unseen in these parts. The soldier seems friendly enough, in a wolfish kind of way ( 5 + 3 sense motive). You don't feel that you are in trouble just yet.]

 

[Kareem_Amirr]

Kareem continues to drive the black, hardtop jeep agressively through the streets of Binga. In the back of the Jeep, Kareem has stored: all of his equipment in a big bundle. He's wearing a loose white shirt, Khaki shorts, and his sunglasses, with his recorder in his pocket and his pistol in his holster.

He awaits the rest of the group to come up with a plan.

 

[Alexander Roman]

As Roman casually walks toward the grocery store, one of the soldier on the other side of the street flashes him a friendly smile and makes a hand sign to come over and talk with him.

Eyeing the soldier (Sense Motive: 3) Roman smiles back, looks both ways before crossing traffic, then hops over to the other side to see what the soldier wants.

"Hallo, there. Do you know where I can get some cold 2% milk? That warm whole milk you guys drink is really upsetting my stomach." [Bluff: 2]

 

[Steel Ronin]

Ken sits back in the seat of the vehicle, his mirror shades covering any expression. As he chews on a toothpick and watches the soldier approach Roman he says,

"Humm. . . This could spell trouble. . . keep your head man. . ."

Ken holds his rifle low to keep it out of the public's view.

 

[Game Control]

"Hallo, there. Do you know where I can get some cold 2% milk? That warm whole milk you guys drink is really upsetting my stomach."[/B]

The guard gives Roman a wink and a familiar pat on the shoulder. And talks in a very heavy local accent.

-''Aw come on now. We both know what you he'e for. You new in town, buddy. You need pointers, you and you friends. Saw you hawk around all day, wo'king up the nerve ta just come talk ta us. Don't wo'hy, no need ta be ashamed. We know what you want. Just give us the grease and we'll show you and you buddies around, kay? ''

[ OOC:The soldier looks at you expectantly. You're bluff was 4 + 2. Not that it matters, he seems already convinced of what you are here for. I don't know if the others are currently in sight, but it doesn't matter either, they noticed you as you passed by. As said earlier, white people in this neighborhood are not unexpected but they still don't go unnoticed. It's clear that he assumes that they are with you, that they sent you in their stead and that you all want the same thing. Now he's waiting for the grease.]

 

[Kareem_Amirr]

Kareem glances at Steel Ronin and rolls his eyes. "Damn. I was hoping we could get a drink somewhere." Kareem fishes out his cell phone and his pistol, and starts screwing on a silencer while he's calling Kim.

 

[Game Control]

[OOC: Kareem, I assume by your answer that your jeep is parked within sight of the barrack. Therefore, the soldier has pointed toward your jeep as he said ''...your buddies.'' to Roman (not that you can hear, of course).

Roman; I forgot your sense motive; 9 + 3, you hope he doesn't mean you any harm.]

 

[Kareem_Amirr]

"I think we're in trouble!" Kareem exclaims happily. "Think there might be an evac or a fight?"

Kareem moves to the back of the Jeep, rummages around for a second, and puts the .45 in his Duffel, on the top, leaving half of it unzipped for fast access, but enough to conceal the gun.