[color=ed1c24]"It's always [i]interesting[/i] to have you around, Aimee."[/color] Arryn replied with a strained smile. The barbed compliment aside, she really could not deny that the Logi was the best driver around. They were never going to have problems with vehicles or mobile support as long as she was around. The only problem was that her colourful personality was a handful to deal with. As much as she appreciated the praise of her skills with explosives and technology, Arryn tried to keep a certain distance from Aimee after hearing rumours that there were some rather [i]sketchy[/i] drawings - no pun intended - of her in that woman's book.

[color=ed1c24]"Ah, I am sure we will all have plenty of opportunities to talk, since we'll be living together. I don't expect we'll be third wheels for long."[/color] Arryn addressed Victor and Deuce, who had been sort of left out of the conversation. Jacob was nice enough, and they all seemed to genuinely be glad for her help. There was a sense of apprehension that this was all politeness, though. The lavender haired girl had no delusions as to how scary she could appear the moment defusing a bomb or messing around with technology became involved. Though she supposed that was not going to be a major problem in this team. [color=ed1c24]"Please don't take Aimee's words to heart, Jacob. I was not snubbing you, just making light of my... reputation when it comes to explosives."[/color]

At any rate, these people seemed promising. They were surely an interesting mix of people to be sure, but even despite the enormity of their task, Arryn had a feeling they would be able to deal with any challenges that came along. Their first mission to secure their home base would be a sort of initiation and baptism by fire for the team, she supposed. It was definitely a litmus test, if anything, of how they were going to perform going forward and how they would need to improve or adapt to the situation. Their leader seemed capable enough, especially since he had played the mob into allowing them use of the warehouse. No doubt it was a ruse to convince them that they were mere mercenaries or arms dealers or something of that ilk, and throw off suspicion that they were Butei. After all, they were all new to the city and the police were corrupt, so there was no telling who was friend or foe. Making the enemy  believe you were one of them would make that a nonissue, at least for the time being. She doubted the deception would last long.

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Robin cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, after hearing the thoughts from an Assault. He also carefully considered the skill sets and Bloodlines of everyone involved. A more solid plan quickly formed. It would be risky, but a good measure of everyone's ability to work under pressure.

[color=0072bc]"Alright, listen up!"[/color] He tried to sound confident, as if he was dead certain nothing could go wrong. Though he was very cognizant of the fact that every soul in the room would have long heard that adage about plans not surviving contact with the enemy. [color=0072bc]"This is the plan. Speed, precision and surprise are going to be key here, so pay close attention."[/color]

He picked up the tablet that was synced to the holographic projectors, and began zooming in on the warehouse blueprint. [color=0072bc]"There are three main ways into the building, and we're attacking all of them. Miss Kalashnikov and I will be infiltrating from the rooftop access door, and at the same time we'll make sure the chopper on the helipad can't be used against us. We'll slip down into the common area through the stairwell door. Hopefully there won't be anyone there and we only need to start making noise after we get into the corridors."[/color] His proposed route was highlighted on the hologram, with two dots representing him and Suzumi.

[color=0072bc]"Now here is where it gets tricky. From initial surveillance, they normally have a few SUVs in the loading bay. I want two pairs on this - Williams and Steiner, Khan and Marlowe."[/color] Four more dots popped up, each pair given a separate colour, red and green. [color=0072bc]"We obviously don't want them using these to escape or counter-attack, disable them. We might be able to put them to use after we take over the place, so don't put them out of commission permanently if you can avoid it. After that is done, you will stand by the door leading inside. Your job is crucial - you have to clear this room quickly and lock down this door on your left. It's their armoury and storage, so if we can keep them from getting to it, we'll be keeping their firepower restricted to whatever they have on them at the moment. Should be no problem given your abilities and skills. From here, you will split - one pair will secure the adjacent room. It's their kitchen, so I don't expect much resistance there, but you can exit the door and attack from the northeast corner of the main ground floor area and assist the guys knocking on the front door."[/color]

The warehouse door was highlighted, showing the large, metal sliding doors for vehicles with a smaller frame in the corner for personnel access. A second image taken through dusty windows appeared, a fuzzy photograph of a few armoured technicals. [color=0072bc]"The main event will comprise Zech, Askins, Murphy and Negasi. You four will breach through the smaller personnel doorway. Murphy and Negasi, you two are in charge of engaging whoever is there, while the Logi go for one of the technicals. Askins, get it started as quickly as you can while Zech gets the weapons online. I don't have the exact lay out of furniture and crates or what not inside, so you might be the only piece of cover the other two have. Once the technical is ready, lay down the firepower."[/color]

The hologram enlarged to show the entire area around the warehouse as well. [color=0072bc]"Miss Jung, you're our sniper support. I'll leave it to you as to where you're going to set up and how you'll pick alternative vantage points, but ideally I want you assisting the front entry team."[/color]

Robin took a second to review his own plan and see if there was anything he needed to add. [color=0072bc]"As far as my brief surveillance showed, they usually have no more than thirty guys inside. My information from the mob is that this gang is about sixty men strong. The remainder are usually outside party or running jobs for the gang, so be prepared to fight a second wave. We'll raid the armoury if we end up needing more guns or ammo. Once the fight for the warehouse is over, I want the technical outside ASAP and parked on this corner ready to intercept anyone that tries to drive up to the main entrance or around to the loading bay in the back. Miss Jung, you'll be in charge of watching for foot soldiers approaching from the docks. Assuming we have a break in the fighting, Lezzads and Dagulas will move out into the surrounding alleyways and side streets to ambush or set up traps."[/color]

Robin flashed up a picture of Don Falcone, who looked like a classic middle-aged mob boss from movies. [color=0072bc]"This goes without saying, but since the mob is sort of hiring us to do this, we need to be discreet. The media will be on a leash until after the fighting is over for good and the police are on site carting away the bodies. Until the smoke clears and the guests leave, we maintain complete silence on our identities. If anyone asks, you're just hired guns Erwin Rommel contracted. During the mission itself, code names only."[/color]

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As the conversations and small talk were interrupted by Robin's briefing, Arryn paid close attention. It seemed a fairly well thought out plan, if a little complicated. Since there was only a single fire ladder accessing the rooftop from outside, it wasn't crucial that they cut off that avenue of escape. Though she supposed it was better to cover every angle possible. 

After he had ended with a reminder that everyone should be discreet and keep their identities a secret, Arryn snapped up straight and had a glint in her eyes. She pulled the metal case she'd been carrying around and laid it on the table with a loud "thunk" opening it and handing out earpieces to everyone. Those closest to her would catch a glimpse of her Wasp drone and a few other gadgets, but before they could enquire as to how someone her size could carry around so much metal and not break her back, she began explaining the devices she handed out. It was shaped like a comma, one end obviously meant to be placed in a ear and the other end serving as a mic. She demonstrated it by placing it in her right ear.

[color=ed1c24]"These are short range communicators I personally upgraded. Since we don't want anyone finding out we're Cerberus, I figured I wouldn't use a recognizable Cerberus design. Anyway, these little things should let us maintain communications as long as we're within a klick of each other. The signal can't be jammed as long as we're within half of that distance. They have their own encryption software too, so no one can intercept our communications unless they manage to steal one of these things off you. They also have the added benefit of being trackers and IFF beacons so I don't end up shooting you when I'm using my baby's sensors and you're just a silhouette on my screen."[/color] She patted the drone inside the case.

She pulled out her tablet and booted up the tracking program, showing the blip on the screen representing her location in realtime on a 3D map of the mall. [color=ed1c24]"This way, I can maintain situational awareness of everyone and relay information as needed. Or whoever is looking at the screen, really. I thought of making lenses or helmets with the HUDs for everyone, but I didn't have much space left in my luggage or the time..."[/color]