Keridwen Hawthorne: Keridwen comes back with C.R. the next night at the agreed upon time and such. ((good place to start?))

C.R.: He slips in the front door with Keri, dressed much as he was last night. The T-Shirt tonight, however, reads "Don't Tell Me How To Dress; I Don't Tell You How To Treat Your Herpes." He's in a generally decent enough mood, the usual cocky grin on his face as he heads down the stairs and opens the door to Ling's.

Novalee Van Zandt: Back at the Chantry Novalee would have been waiting for them both. She has real coffee waiting as well as water, and milk and tea should either of them want.

Keridwen Hawthorne: Tonight it's a red long sleeve shirt with some Japanese writing on the left front pocket part (looks to be the name of a business most likely), tucked neatly into a pair of jeans and a rather comfortable pair of shoes for the natural red-head. Slung over her shoulder, carried across her side and hanging along her left hip is a black satchel.

Novalee Van Zandt: She smiles to them both as they head in. "Welcome back." She waves to the main room. "We can move this to a more private location like the conference room if you would like this to be not talked about in the main room." She has per normal is wearing loose fitted jeans, her boots, and a white t-shirt. She does not vary much in her atire at all.

C.R.: When he steps inside, he looks around the place. Novalee is noted, and he gives her a grin and a wink. "Morning, Nove." Of course, it's night. "How's it shakin'?"

Keridwen Hawthorne: "As secure as possible."

C.R.: "Secure'd be nice, yeah." He nods a little bit.

Novalee Van Zandt: "Thing are goin'." she nods to both of them and more so to Keri. "Sure. Come on and follow me." she will lead them upstairs past the black door that leads to the upper inner sanctum of the chantry and living quarters to the second floor where the conference room is situated at. Complete with table, chairs, and the ability to close the door.

Keridwen Hawthorne: She looks to C.R. for reassurance most likely, as they are lead to the conference room, and stays quite close to him (or as is possible) as they follow along.

Novalee Van Zandt: She will make sure the door is closed after them, then takes a seat on the opposite side of the table from them, keeping things comfortable for Keri as much as she possibly can.

C.R.: He looks over at Keri and gives her a little grin, as if to say 'It'll be cool.' He walks along by her side, up through the stairs, then into the conference room. When he walks in, he looks around, whistling low. "Niiice."

Keridwen Hawthorne: She sits down setting the satchel on top of the table, not opening for the time being.

Novalee Van Zandt: "They do try to make things nice around here." she comments since she has only been around less than a year. She pushes her hair out of her face tucking it behind her ears.

C.R.: He slides down into the seat next to Keri, pulling out a clove. "So, then. We've got a Technocratic Union to bomb back into the Stone Age. Metaphorically speaking."

Novalee Van Zandt: She smirks, sliding an ashtray over to CR, she had anticipated anything. "Yes well we could only hope. But setting them in their place for now would be good." She looks over to Keri. "Take your time, it is okay."

Keridwen Hawthorne: She nods. "As of a few weeks ago, I knew the current roster of who works there. Awakened and not." Keri closes her eyes, concentrating on something perhaps.

Novalee Van Zandt: She nods her head, keeping silent for now.

C.R.: He lights up and looks over to Keri, nodding a bit. "That'll be mighty helpful."

Novalee Van Zandt: She had a few things with her, when she brought them up, and now she pulls out a copy of the original hit list back from January, and the most recent one that they have. Including the list of people working in the Technocracy that they had from January. She slids those over to CR and Keri. " Yes a more updated count total would be useful."

Keridwen Hawthorne: She finally continues concentrating on something and not noticing the list at the moment, her voice low. "I know the blueprints for the place. The general power structure....information on the power system. I know a way to get through to the security at just the right time....and access codes." She takes a deep breath, then a few more, eyes still closed.

C.R.: He intercepts the paper slid over, looking it over. Nothing he hasn't seen before.

Novalee Van Zandt: And she sits back, looking from CR to Keri. "Alright." Her voice soft, not pushing, totally accepting what Keri is saying at this point.

Keridwen Hawthorne: "That's about all I have," she slowly opens her eyes, sighing deeply.

C.R.: "That's a lot," he says with a nod. He looks over to Novalee. "What do you think? Think we can scrap a plan together from that?"

Novalee Van Zandt: She smiles to Keri. "Which is more than I would guess any other person on our side has. Which gives us a opening to them. One that I am sure when they try and rebuild they will most likely not have again. But that is another matter." she continues to look relaxed, as she leans back.

Novalee Van Zandt: She nods her head to CR. "Oh yeah, there is a few plans that can out of that. The problem being, how to get in and get back out depending on how everything goes on the inside."

C.R.: "Access codes and getting through Security at just the right time'll probably work good to get us in," he says with a shrug. "Though a backup plan and a way to not be noticed would be nice. I can't exactly show up in my usual duds, for example. Getting out...well, leave that to me." He grins. "I think I may have a plan for that."

Keridwen Hawthorne: She touches at something on the inside part of her shirt, staying quiet, and certainly looking pensive.

Novalee Van Zandt: "Yes, I think that, with Keridwen's information on the security codes, and when the best time to go in there. That would be the best idea." she rolls her eyes. "CR, I stick out like a sore thumb, and I scream wierdo." she she looks to her arms and points to her face and the hand carved symbols on her skin.

C.R.: "Will make-up cover that?"

C.R. -> Keridwen Hawthorne: He reaches over under the table and touches Keri's arm. Just a quick touch, reassuring.

Keridwen Hawthorne: She looks over to C.R. giving him a weak smile.

Novalee Van Zandt: "And if you want to work on the exit plan by all means. With being able to get inside for a hit. We just have to find a way to reach the maximum effectiveness." She looks down at her arm. "I do not know they are scars, and from what I know of makeup it doesn't really cover scars."

C.R.: He frowns a bit, then nods. "Well, we can try to cover it up somehow."

Novalee Van Zandt: "This isn't even the most of them......they cover my body almost at this point, which is why I tend to wear a lot of clothes even in the summer if I have to go out. But that will work. And we will have to subdue Winnie's colorful clothing selection." she looks over to Keri. "When based on what you know would be the perfect time opening for us, because that makes a difference too."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "From what I know, the best time to do this will be late night."

C.R.: "Late night. Cool." He nods. "So, then, what would be the best plan in order to really hit 'em, you guys think? You said you had...what, the power structure?"

Novalee Van Zandt: She nods her head. "Less people around and the like. That would have been my prefered choice if I had one." she takes a deep breath. "Is there anyway you could get the information you had about the power structure and blue prints? Knowing where we needed to go and and figuring out the best plan of attack. I mean there isn't much unless we straight out attack them that I know of to do."

Keridwen Hawthorne: She nods a few times. "Yes. But I don't really know what to do with all this information," she shivers a bit, wrapping her arms around herself.

Novalee Van Zandt: "Our initial plan was to go in and take out those leading this. Take one out move on down the list till only the yes men so to speak were left, and if we could continue on with them. I do not know anything about demolitions, otherwise I would say wipe out the building if we could."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "Get the information? I just told you have have all that."

Keridwen Hawthorne: (...I have all that)

Novalee Van Zandt: She looks over to Keri. "I would say get it out and on paper, but we know how paper trails can go, we right now do not want a whole lot of people knowing just in case something happens. But even that isn't good in our cases in case something bad happens."

C.R.: "Well...the power structure is possibly a good place to start..."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "Which is why I have it all in my head."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "I'm the only living person right now who has that," she sighs softly, touching at her shirt again.

Novalee Van Zandt: "My appologies Keridwen. I ment put it on paper, draw up the blueprints if you could. Make a list of the people who are awakened, and what their positions were since you know that information. I do not know if the AATR is running off of the electrical grid or not, but if you have that information it is what we need to know as well. We could even cause a power surge in the building wipping out all of their data and back up information as well if that is the case."

Novalee Van Zandt: She looks to CR. "If we went in this way it would have to be a massive attack on all of our parts. See about wipping out their information and taking back with us what we can if we can. As well as taking out the higher ups that are at the AATR. Leave them floundering."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "Power surge would wipe out their data? These are Technocrats we're talking about. Technology here. Not to sound crass, but it'd take a lot more than that to wipe it out."

C.R.: "Overload the power source, would be my suggestion," he says with a shrug. "They're the Union, right? They've got to have some suped-up, uber-badass power source."

Novalee Van Zandt: "Well unless we had a secular bomb to set off on them, I do not have a better idea, besides wipping out the building."

Novalee Van Zandt: she tilts her head. "What would be your suggestion Keridwen on how to proceed? Since you have the information. How best would you say he go in and do this?" she sounds like she would really like to know how Keri would go in using this information to take them down.

Keridwen Hawthorne: She closes her eyes again, almost flinching at first, and concentrates.

Keridwen Hawthorne: Under her breath she swears something about not sleeping tonight, then taking some slow deep breaths, she looks to be relaxing again.

Novalee Van Zandt: She looks to CR. "I am going to go and get myself a cup of coffee, would either of you like something?" a smile to them both.

C.R.: "Naah, I'm cool, thanks." He grins to Novalee.

Keridwen Hawthorne: She's concentrating pretty hard right now and not hearing anything else around her as she tries to remember something specifically.

Novalee Van Zandt: She nods her head and moves to leave the room, shutting the door behind her as she goes to get herself something to drink.

C.R.: He looks over to Keri, watching her quietly...patiently. Letting her concentrate.

Keridwen Hawthorne: "I've got it..." she says quietly. "I know how to do this....."

C.R.: He nods a little bit, reaching up to run the backs of his fingers over her arm. "Okay...what are you thinking?"

Novalee Van Zandt: After a few minutes Novealee opens the door peering in a moment, making sure she is not interrupting before making her way back inside, closing the door and taking a sip of the coffe from the cup in her hand.

Keridwen Hawthorne: She smiles a bit, opening her eyes and looking over to C.R. "I have the full specs and layout for the power source. There's a containment field around it. Let's say I also know how to turn it off...."

C.R.: He raises a brow, and grins. "Okay...I like where this is going..." He glances back at Novalee, then at Keri again.

Novalee Van Zandt: She was in the process of sitting down and she blinks, pausing a second in mid action to then fully sit back in the chair. "What type of power sourse do they use that needs a containment field?"

Keridwen Hawthorne: She pats his hand, then holds her hand over his (if it's still on her arm of course). "Yes.....Fuck with it when it's'll fall out of alignment. Right? And what would happen next?"

Novalee Van Zandt: "Melt down." she says, setting down her cup of cofee. "But you would need to0 either be very fast or protect3ed yourself to be able to do that."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "Cold fusion, but not like with traditional atoms and instead with quintessence which is converted into energy that powers the building. Yes, it's risky to throw things out of alignment, we'll have a short window of time to be able to get out of the place."

Novalee Van Zandt: And she actually looks stunned for a while. "Do not worry about time....." she grins. "That happens to be one of my specalties."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "I don't think we should be playing with magic around there," she shakes her head. "Like I said, we should have enough time on our own to get out."

C.R.: "Well, now." He blinks. "That's just...damn." He grins at Keri. "All right. So, then, we've got a plan in the works. This is progress. Also, I've spent a good amount of time in the same room as a Chorister and managed not to get hit. This is also progress."

C.R.: "Or just me going soft."

Novalee Van Zandt: "Okay, I can see where that might not be a good thing." she says with a nod of her head. "Then why take in so many people? One person in and out is a lot less risky, tipping them off that we are there, than five oif us going in together."

Keridwen Hawthorne: She pats his hand, and shrugs a bit. "I'm just providing the information here."

C.R.: "Well, there are things to consider. What if a guard just happens to be on a walk? With one person, something can go wrong, and then our chance is kinda flushed down the toilet. Multiples are better...but not too big."

C.R.: "And five's a good number, after all. Chinese numerology makes it the Self. Five points on a pentagram. Protective." He shrugs.

Novalee Van Zandt: She smirks at CR. "I am not your typical Chorister. Trust me."

Novalee Van Zandt: "So we have a plan, all we ned to do is execute it. Which we should do soon, before they change anything."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "It could have changed already for all I know on the employees since it has been a couple weeks."

Novalee Van Zandt: "It is a chance we have to take, and why we must move quickly as well."

C.R.: He nods a little. "Maybe. But employee roster ain't so much. If the guard schedule's changed, that could be a problem...but what else are we gonna do, right? This is our shot, after all."

Novalee Van Zandt: She nods to what CR says. "All we have to do now, is not tip them off before we put our plan into action."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "I understand that time is of the essence, but being good in time as you say you are, you should know you don't go just rushing in blindly either. I agree we need to act fast, but I'm saying not too fast either until we have more plans in place."

Novalee Van Zandt: "Well it is not as if we are going to be able to get any updated information on the guards and the timing let alone if they have changed the codes or not. An employee leaves they change things, or should." I haven't been able to get close enough to the building to keep watch on how many people go in and out of there, without tipping them off. " she thinks a moment. "what else would you like to know to get more plans in the works? We know that we should not use any of our magic going in, or while we are in there, that is a big tip off, and I would rather not let them know that we were there until it is too late."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "I'm talking about who is going to do what going in there. Those are the type of plans I'm talking about here."

C.R.: "Good point." He nods to Keri, taking a drag off his clove before reaching out to flick ash into the tray.

Novalee Van Zandt: "Well I do not know about either of you but Janus and I are hand to hand fighters. I can also hold my own in distance fighting as well. So you have two of us who can do the dirty work so to speak. You know where we are supposed to go, I say you take the lead in that, you also know how to shut down their power source. If you believe you can do that, I say you are in charge. As long as the rest of us can really keep an eye out, and subdue anything that comes our way while we are in there." she relaxes back and picks up her coffee cup again. "But that is how I saw it going down by what your plan is."

C.R.: "Does that make me the plucky comic relief guy who looks like he's died part-way through, inspiring the rest of you to 'do it for C.R.,' only to show up after it's all over, good as new and luckier'n shit?"

Keridwen Hawthorne: She frowns slightly, playing again with whatever is under that shirt, growing quiet.

Novalee Van Zandt: She smiles. "Well that is an interesting way to do things. I do not know you very well CR so I do not know if you are a fighter, or more of someone who is good as keeping an eye out and stealth. I am doing this for the future of the Traditions, and that is it."

C.R.: He glances over at Keri.

C.R.: d10: Per+Emp (Keri): 9,6,8,7,5,

Keridwen Hawthorne -> C.R.: Her mind seems to be full of a lot of things right now and she is having a hard time focusing on anything. He senses she's having overload and with at the surface feelings of pain, fear, anger and reservations.

C.R.: He purses his lips a moment, and looks over at Novalee. "I'm a sneaky little fucker who, if you can pump me up with enough caffeine, can fight like a rabid raver who lost his glow stick and needs it back, like all raver boys do." He smirks. "Give me a job, and I'll do it. Also, I'll have our way out, too."

C.R.: "And on that note...I think I better get home." He looks over at Keri. "Walk me there? If I turn into a pumpkin mid-trip, I'll need someone to carry me, after all."

Keridwen Hawthorne: She looks up out of her reverie. "Huh?"

Novalee Van Zandt: A raise of an eyebrow. "Okay, so I will have to remember the energy drinks then. And yes your escape plan, we can't forget that either." She nods her head. "Yes, so one more planning session to smooth out things maybe on what the rest of us are to do? Would that work for you two?"

C.R.: He grins some. "The helpless gothboy needs protection on the way home. And I think we've got the basic plan set. Nove, you think of anything else, gimme a call. My number's downstairs, I think, on your little bulletin board or fridge or whatever."

Keridwen Hawthorne: "Oh...." she stands up, grabbing her satchel, still only catching part of the conversation around her right now.

Novalee Van Zandt: She nods her head. "Not a problem, I can do that, if we think of anything or if I do." She smiles to Keri and CR. "You both have a good night. And we will keep in touch of course." She stands up so she can walk with them back down to the main downstairs room, as she glances at her empty coffee cup.

C.R.: "Night, Nove. Catch ya around." He rises, staying close to Keri, and moves to leave.

Keridwen Hawthorne: She stays close to C.R. again as they head out. "Good night."

Novalee Van Zandt: "Good night CR Keridwen." She walks with them as far as the main room then waves to them as they leave. ((*Hugs* thank you for the scene you two!))

Keridwen Hawthorne: ((*hugs* Thank you too!))

C.R.: ((Thanks!))