"Looks like our place." Aiden said, to which mike grunted,
"There's a police station, so we've got our backs somewhat covered, depends on who opens fire first- if things go bad, that is." mike sighed as he looked around, marking trees wide enough for cover, and concrete statues. he was about to speak when the frustrated dog purged his guilt and anger.
"Look, I know I've dragged you in a possible shit-hole, but we have something. If it's a good lead, we may as well become decorated heroes; if not, at least we didn't get fat with beer and grub all day long. From what I could tell, the lady was telling the truth, I... well, I have experience with liars, you know, from working in infirmaries. I- let's just go."
Mike's ears pointed at that as he grabbed the dogs shoulder as he sped forward. "I hope you're right, and yes, you got us a lead, but gods above, that was dumb." mike growled quietly between them. "But me being upset doesn't mean I'm not going to cover you." mike said poking him. "now let's shake it off, get our heads on right, and try and do this without pissing the boss off. if we get through this without a bullet wound, I call it all even, eh?" mike said with a grin, holding his fist out.
Mike regulated his breathing, taking in all the sights and sounds. eyeglasses, footsteps, whispers, women reaching into purses. Each looked far more sinister then they were as mike moved towards the rendezvous area, his steps softened to near silence, as much as combat boots can accomplish on asphalt.
"And you're sure I should make contact with them?" mike slowed as his ears swiveled towards the bush as he frowned.
a male voice followed, odd, flat. phone call? mike thought as it continued. before it finished Aiden moved into the minks view.
No! Damnit Aiden! mike mentally hissed before sighing and following behind. Rule #1 of Intel gathering. gather what you can before interrupting.
being as it was, he put on a bored face and emerged from behind the bush.
"Ah, good. You turned up. So... let's talk. I have information, and I think you might want it. It's regarding a certain important woman" the mink said.
"You mean, a certain important cargo. Well, you'd better start talkin', Minerva, time's something we don't have and if what you say is true, a war may begin today." Aiden jabbed to which mike raised an eyebrow.
"Funny enough, I don't think we ever mentioned what it was WE wanted, but In either case, as long as the thing in question is yay high, has green eyes and a stubborn streak" he said quietly, holding his hand up about 5"8' off the ground. "then yes, we are on the same page, if not, we have nothing to discuss. so let's drop the espionage acts and get to work shall we?"
he said hooking a thumb to Aiden. "cause Dave here isn't lying, this could be bad for everyone, mercs, or not."