Transian Public Library - Log 4
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xp_logsWanda reaches out for a favour from one of Symkaria's most important businesses - Silver Sable International
Seeing the Silver Sable operation deployed in New York was impressive. Seeing the Silver Sable International main operational compound was like something out of a futuristic military show. Kane followed Wanda as they passed through yet another ring of security which wouldn’t have looked out of place at the White House. Instead of heading towards the main building, they were instead routed through the vehicle yard and into a massive hanger with row after row of vehicles of all types. As they approached, a silver haired stood from the crate she’d been sitting on.
“Wanda Maximoff. I see you didn’t bring the ghost. Smart. This one is certainly an upgrade.”
“Be careful, flattery goes to his head quickly.” If Wanda looked impressed at what she’d seen, she was. She gave Sable a look. “If this had been your set up back in New York, I am not sure Kevin could have convinced me to go in. Smuggled bottle of vodka as bribe or no.” A sigh. “Though that was high quality vodka. Worth the sacrifice.”
Wanda turned to make the introductions.
"That is the price for the Ghost. You, the invitation is for free. Especially when you're interesting." She said and her eyes flicked to Garrison. "And bringing the son of Christian Kane is very interesting."
"Oh good. Another fan of my dad." Kane said flatly. "Did you-"
"In good time." She turned back to Wanda. "Did you bring me the intelligence I requested?"
Wanda gave Garrison an amused look. “Please tell me you’re keeping a list at this point. Maybe a searchable database.” As she turned back to Sable, she pulled out a small USB drive and handed it over. “Of course. Its encrypted but Kevin said you would already have the key.” She shrugged, he hadn’t said anything else except to order another round.
Silver pocketed the USB and waved behind her. One of her men pulled the cover off a pair of Range Rovers. "They've been modified, equipped with bulletproof glass and vehicle armor. The windows will resist anything up to 7.62 NATO and the armor will shrug off up to 50 caliber unless they group them tight. Engines are optimized; 542bhp, 5.0-litre supercharged V8s, so they can still hit 260kph on a straightaway."
"Jesus-" Kane said as he looked at them.
"We have them chipped so once you're done, just leave them locked and we'll retrieve them once you're gone. There's no signifiers so if you need to abandon one or both, nothing ties them to you or us, but believe me, we'll apply that cost to your next request."
“We’ll also be sure to fill up the tanks,” Wanda said a bit weakly, trying not to stare at the Rovers, before snapping back to herself. “I already owe you a favor, we’ll do our best to make sure they are returned to the drop off points.”
"If you need these vehicles, I have to imagine you're best served by getting out of Symkaria as fast as humanly possible. We'll take care of the logistics." Silver said, waving away her statement.
"And this is the kind of gear you have just lying around? This is some kind of mercenary outfit." Kane said, giving a low whistle. "We are not some kind of mercenary outfit. We are the mercenary outfit. Period. Ask your father one day about when he's hired us. He'll be able to explain it."
Kane tilted his head closer to Wanda. "I hate when they say 'ask your father' when it might mean destabilizing countries."
She hand covered her mouth to hide her smile but she couldn’t hide her amusement. “I would kill to watch a Kane family take your child to work day,” she responded.
Turning back to Silver Sable, Wanda caught the tossed keys. “A pleasure, as always, and thank you.”
"Enjoy whatever certainly criminal and entertaining activities you are up to. And tell the ghost... tell him he is still not forgiven."
Seeing the Silver Sable operation deployed in New York was impressive. Seeing the Silver Sable International main operational compound was like something out of a futuristic military show. Kane followed Wanda as they passed through yet another ring of security which wouldn’t have looked out of place at the White House. Instead of heading towards the main building, they were instead routed through the vehicle yard and into a massive hanger with row after row of vehicles of all types. As they approached, a silver haired stood from the crate she’d been sitting on.
“Wanda Maximoff. I see you didn’t bring the ghost. Smart. This one is certainly an upgrade.”
“Be careful, flattery goes to his head quickly.” If Wanda looked impressed at what she’d seen, she was. She gave Sable a look. “If this had been your set up back in New York, I am not sure Kevin could have convinced me to go in. Smuggled bottle of vodka as bribe or no.” A sigh. “Though that was high quality vodka. Worth the sacrifice.”
Wanda turned to make the introductions.
"That is the price for the Ghost. You, the invitation is for free. Especially when you're interesting." She said and her eyes flicked to Garrison. "And bringing the son of Christian Kane is very interesting."
"Oh good. Another fan of my dad." Kane said flatly. "Did you-"
"In good time." She turned back to Wanda. "Did you bring me the intelligence I requested?"
Wanda gave Garrison an amused look. “Please tell me you’re keeping a list at this point. Maybe a searchable database.” As she turned back to Sable, she pulled out a small USB drive and handed it over. “Of course. Its encrypted but Kevin said you would already have the key.” She shrugged, he hadn’t said anything else except to order another round.
Silver pocketed the USB and waved behind her. One of her men pulled the cover off a pair of Range Rovers. "They've been modified, equipped with bulletproof glass and vehicle armor. The windows will resist anything up to 7.62 NATO and the armor will shrug off up to 50 caliber unless they group them tight. Engines are optimized; 542bhp, 5.0-litre supercharged V8s, so they can still hit 260kph on a straightaway."
"Jesus-" Kane said as he looked at them.
"We have them chipped so once you're done, just leave them locked and we'll retrieve them once you're gone. There's no signifiers so if you need to abandon one or both, nothing ties them to you or us, but believe me, we'll apply that cost to your next request."
“We’ll also be sure to fill up the tanks,” Wanda said a bit weakly, trying not to stare at the Rovers, before snapping back to herself. “I already owe you a favor, we’ll do our best to make sure they are returned to the drop off points.”
"If you need these vehicles, I have to imagine you're best served by getting out of Symkaria as fast as humanly possible. We'll take care of the logistics." Silver said, waving away her statement.
"And this is the kind of gear you have just lying around? This is some kind of mercenary outfit." Kane said, giving a low whistle. "We are not some kind of mercenary outfit. We are the mercenary outfit. Period. Ask your father one day about when he's hired us. He'll be able to explain it."
Kane tilted his head closer to Wanda. "I hate when they say 'ask your father' when it might mean destabilizing countries."
She hand covered her mouth to hide her smile but she couldn’t hide her amusement. “I would kill to watch a Kane family take your child to work day,” she responded.
Turning back to Silver Sable, Wanda caught the tossed keys. “A pleasure, as always, and thank you.”
"Enjoy whatever certainly criminal and entertaining activities you are up to. And tell the ghost... tell him he is still not forgiven."
