As with most things, there is a beginning

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Earlier today Makita spoke to the people on her team she could find, and left notes with Bar for those she couldn't. Today is the day. It's time to go back.

While she's spoken to her team about what to expect, at least to some degree, no one's gotten a full briefing yet. She's pushed some tables out of the way to form a sort of open space in one corner of the bar, and as people begin to arrive she's starting to unpack the five military-style duffel bags at her feet, laying the contents out on the tables nearby. Grenades, mines, boxes of ammo, and a few guns are slowly spread out like a deadly little buffet.

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Introductions

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The last of the team arrives before Makita finishes unpacking her final bag, so she takes a break. "Okay, this is everyone. I know some of you already know each other, but some of you don't. We're going to be working together, so introductions all around."

"You all know me," she shrugs, "but I'm Makita. Fast, quiet, good with a pistol. And I know the terrain way better than the Reds do. I'm also the one who knows the most about killing them, though Miho," who gets a nod, "has fought them before too."

These people are capable of handling introductions. She already knows them, and she knows why she picked them to come, so she turns to finish unpacking the last of her gear.

Briefing

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The final duffel bag doesn't take long to empty. The last box of rounds (explosive) is set on the last of the clear table space, and Makita turns to the people who have agreed to fight and bleed for her family and friends.

"You know why we're here, but I figured it'd be a good idea to go over it, in detail, one last time." Her eyes sweep over everyone, and her voice and stance reveal the slight discomfort she feels in a leadership position.

"The door will open into Bahamut, Nokgorka. Time is frozen on the other side until I open the door, but once it's open we're on the clock. Currently the door opens into an old apartment building. We'll come out into a third story bedroom overlooking the square that the Reds are moving through. The way the buildings surround the square cuts down on the wind, so they should be visible. You'll have a chance to see what we're up against."

"We'll be going in in the middle of a storm. A bad one. In the open, when the wind is up, visibility will be down to a few meters. The real problem this presents is that if we let the Reds get to far ahead, the storm may cover their tracks and we could lose them. I think I know where they're going, so it's possible we might be able to get ahead of them, but..." She shrugs.

"We're up against what looks like a Red assassination team. Six sorceresses each accompanied by a their personal Guardsmen. Six Guardsmen would be bad enough on their own, but I've never even heard of a six-sorceress strike team. They've gotta be headed for the command center, and if they get there then they can probably take out all of the elders."

"I'm hoping that we can catch them by surprise with our first attack. I doubt we can get them all in a single ambush, but if they don't know we're coming we can probably get some of them. That means no communications gear. We'll be relying on primitive communication like word of mouth and signaling attacks by opening fire." That part makes her grin a bit.

"I think we can ambush them and take, maybe, three or four of them out. The rest will scatter in teams of at least two a piece: no Guardsman will leave his assigned charge by choice. We'll probably have to split up to get them all."

Makita's eyes sweep across the people gathered around her, "Any questions about what we're doing?"

Gearing up

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"I know most of you have your own gear, and that's fine," Makita waves a hand to take in the stacks of equipment on the nearby tables. "But if anyone wants to grab anything, feel free. It's there to be used. If there's something you're looking for, let me know."

She turns to Krauser, "I've got something for you," she nods to one of the tables, "I think you'll like it."

Into the breach

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Once everyone has whatever gear they're going to grab Makita walks over to the door. "Okay people, let's do this thing. Don't screw up and you'll probably make it back."

And with that, she opens the door to a blasted out apartment building and leads the way through (http://runmakitarun.livejournal.com/7114.html).