Just in case...
(ooc: didn't last 24 hours. sh**!!) > Before Matthew could reply, Carrhae's padd sounded. > >> A message at an opportune time came through to Carrhae's Padd. >> It was a simple message. "Clay pigeons. 10:30. I'll buy lunch." >> >> She looked up and said, "Seems you and Marcus are of a like mind." She handed the padd over to Matthew. >> >> "And you're sure our room isn't bugged?" he asked her once again, as they sat down to breakfast. She couldn't tell whether he was joking or not, but she, too, was concerned. She reset her padd that added subsonic interference to jam any listening devices that might have been monitoring their conversations. She didn't use the setting often because the sensation on her ears was mildly unpleasant. > Once the meal was completed, Carrhae stood and contacted the hotel's front desk. "This is Carrhae t'Llhweiir. Would it be possible to arrange access to a ground car, or even better, a personal shuttle, for the duration of our stay?" "Of course. We have a number of personal use ground vehicles in our car park. The keys are available from the car park valet. We provide them complementary to our resort visitors. We have an open agreement with a local provider of shuttle craft at the port where you arrived through. We will have one readied for your use." > > Matt showered and dressed for the day in jeans and comfortable button down shirt. Once Carrhae had dressed they headed to pick up the car to drive to the skeet range. Carrhae had dressed in navy slacks, a cotton blouse of a lighter blue and a sweater she tied loosely around her neck. "Would you drive?" she asked Matthew. "I will scan the area." (response) After they on their way, she carefully studied the area on the route both with the scanner and her own visual assessment. (anything, GM?) Carrhae ends -- ********************************************* | Randye Jones | |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir | Hate /| aka Adm. Candance Bedru | IS NOT ( | ) [email protected] | a family value | www.stargame-redux.org | >
