Brad sipped at his coffee and continued his breakfast with all the manners and decorum he usually employeed despite his ravenous hunger. Rosenkreuz hadn't lent him the same idiosyncracies as Schuldig. Quite the opposite, Brad distinctly did not alter his food but rather ate it slowly and deliberately, hoping someone would try and take it from him. It had only happened three times and those three who braved it ended up in the infirmary for days. It was the perfect excuse to beat someone without catching hell for it himself.
He passed a glance around the table, the second time in as many days. Schuldig felt full disclosure about his visions was necessary. He did agree that Nagi and Farfarello needed to know something but certainly not the full extent of his troubles. There was nothing any of them could do about it and Nagi, in particular, would just worry. Retreating into the mission was not just Nagi's coping mechanism.
"Nagi, I do not know what this connection is with Balinese but we will use it as long as it persists. He will come looking for you this afternoon along with Bombay..." Crawford smirked to himself as he took another sip of coffee. This was the first and only time anyone had actually taken the initiative to track down Nagi by his school uniform. It was amusing that that bit of misdirection was actually seized upon now by Weiss, of all people. "... they'll be lurking just outside the rear courtyard of Hibiya high school by last bell. You can deliver our message about the theater then. I trust that you can handle it alone."
Brad reached for some toast, smearing it with blackberry jam. "There are obviously more than a few copies of this weapon. This is going to get much more involved than I had hoped." Simply tracking down 'Johnson' was not going to be as easy or as final as Brad originally anticipated. He wasn't sure exactly what was at work behind all this but his intuition was rarely wrong. And he wasn't inclined to call up a vision on it. Not now. All he knew was that this was just the beginning of something much larger. Their vacation was over. he needed more information to work with and that meant only one thing.
"Schuldig, you will be paying a silent visit to the Koneko. Listen for what they know of Sato, and anything else of interest. Nagi, if you can coax any information out of Bombay, do it. They will be interested in asking questions, ask a few back. If they feel they are getting something in return they will talk. Quaint concept... equal exchange... That is how you will deliver the message. Let them coax the details from you. Oh... and don't forget to take a bookbag. Maintain the cover."
Usually Brad was a bit more formal in his mission briefings. They certainly never involved blackberry jam before. This was actually comfortable.
"Farfarello and I have a side project to deal with. But, in all, it will be an easy day right up until the theater tonight. Any questions?"
Brad sipped at his coffee as he looked to them all. Moreso than ever before, he was relaxed and actually looking as if he actually meant that final question as an actual question.
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Date: 2009-08-31 12:11 pm (UTC)He passed a glance around the table, the second time in as many days. Schuldig felt full disclosure about his visions was necessary. He did agree that Nagi and Farfarello needed to know something but certainly not the full extent of his troubles. There was nothing any of them could do about it and Nagi, in particular, would just worry. Retreating into the mission was not just Nagi's coping mechanism.
"Nagi, I do not know what this connection is with Balinese but we will use it as long as it persists. He will come looking for you this afternoon along with Bombay..." Crawford smirked to himself as he took another sip of coffee. This was the first and only time anyone had actually taken the initiative to track down Nagi by his school uniform. It was amusing that that bit of misdirection was actually seized upon now by Weiss, of all people. "... they'll be lurking just outside the rear courtyard of Hibiya high school by last bell. You can deliver our message about the theater then. I trust that you can handle it alone."
Brad reached for some toast, smearing it with blackberry jam. "There are obviously more than a few copies of this weapon. This is going to get much more involved than I had hoped." Simply tracking down 'Johnson' was not going to be as easy or as final as Brad originally anticipated. He wasn't sure exactly what was at work behind all this but his intuition was rarely wrong. And he wasn't inclined to call up a vision on it. Not now. All he knew was that this was just the beginning of something much larger. Their vacation was over. he needed more information to work with and that meant only one thing.
"Schuldig, you will be paying a silent visit to the Koneko. Listen for what they know of Sato, and anything else of interest. Nagi, if you can coax any information out of Bombay, do it. They will be interested in asking questions, ask a few back. If they feel they are getting something in return they will talk. Quaint concept... equal exchange... That is how you will deliver the message. Let them coax the details from you. Oh... and don't forget to take a bookbag. Maintain the cover."
Usually Brad was a bit more formal in his mission briefings. They certainly never involved blackberry jam before. This was actually comfortable.
"Farfarello and I have a side project to deal with. But, in all, it will be an easy day right up until the theater tonight. Any questions?"
Brad sipped at his coffee as he looked to them all. Moreso than ever before, he was relaxed and actually looking as if he actually meant that final question as an actual question.