No, what your saying is that you think it's a calculated risk.
( But, he would say otherwise. He hears vague ideas. He hears a semblance of a plan, but he doesn't hear anything foolproof. He hears conjecture. He needs more. Lydia and Parrish need more. )
So, tell me, David. Do you have blueprints? Knowledge of this failsafe that will unleash his poetic justice. Because what it sounds like to me is that you are sending Parrish and Lydia into his crosshairs without an actual plan, but with a vague idea of what might just work out. Do you have a thought-through, foolproof plan or are you sending them into the hornet's nest on a wing, a prayer, and on these negotiations?
[He was planning to get there eventually. But he's not one to put all his cards on the table until everyone's onboard from the overview. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a thumb drive.]
Blueprints. At least from what the Colony currently has on the magical specs of his tower of terrors. His followers are few, and according to Rusty he's susceptible to flattery and looking to get his hooks back into the Inner Circle's good graces again. But nothing is foolproof, Harvey. You should know that.
[So he can't promise that nothing will go wrong, and he won't. He doesn't think anyone should trust me if he did, not with something this huge.]
I think if I came in here promising that everything would be alright and nothing would go wrong, you'd be calling me full of shit.
I would, and I am. The two aren't mutually exclusive. You gave a half-assed rundown and what we needed was a play-by-play. I get it, you can't overplay your hand, but in this case? They're willing, but they needed contingencies.
( They needed to know they David had more than just conjecture. )
So, by all means. Lydia. Jordan. Let's all negotiate.
[David places the thumbdrive with the blueprints down on the table and steps back, indicating that that's for them to peruse when they have the time, and he'll step back, letting them address what they want from their end of the bargain.
Lydia leans back crossing her legs in front of her as she tries to figure out how to phrase this.]
You've been of your word for the most part when dealing with Allison, this instance aside. I'm going to assume that you honor your debts as readily as you expect other people to honor theirs?
["I do my best to, yes."]
Then I won't speak for Parrish, but I want a favor. A blank check, to be determined later, and if I for some reason don't make it out of this, it passes to Jackson.
[She places a hand on Jackson's shoulder because while yes, Allison would probably do the most good with it, Jackson would make them suffer for it, and Lydia can be a little bit petty.]
I'd rather not rack my brain for something now, when this could be more useful down the line.
( the contingency and the hand catch Jackson by surprise, but he sits in solidarity. whatever lydia wants. )
I don't need anything. I'm here to flank Lydia. So, as far as I'm concerned she gets two blank checks. If we do this, and we survive, she gets two favors. Or, she and a friend, or whoever.
( And that's what he wants. )
But, I do have a question. Who all is going to Siberia? Russel DeBrande and you? All three of you? Do you know yet? Because everyone in this room is ready to go.
[Malia thinks that that's a dumb decision on Parrish's part but she doesn't say it. She just waits for David to answer the thing she cares about.]
Another great question. So on our end, it's the two of us, Rusty, and another co-conspirator. But we can't have all of you rolling up to the fortress with us.
[That would cause too many questions and when he sees the werecoyote in the corner start to get her hackles up, he holds up his hands.]
I'm not saying you can't come to Siberia. I'm just saying you can't be seen. Add to the fact that the four of us will be up top playing distraction, I would say spend some time with the blueprints and decide how you want to handle that. Whatever resources you need, I can get.
( Parrish is a simple man with a simple job, and as far as he knows he has everything he needs. Lydia is not a selfish woman and may discuss this with him after the fact, but for now those are his parameters. He has rarely done things for himself by and large. It comes from serving his country, from now knowing his origins, and from serving the great town of Beacon Hills.
Harvey, the big city lawyer nods along, also judging Parrish. )
Parrish reserves the right to call in his chit should he change his mind.
("I won't.")
If he does. ( Contingencies, Parrish. ) Is that it? This is all the information we need to make an informed decision?
[Because he never claims to know everything and he won't work in absolutes. Nothing is one hundred percent, ever. But this is everything they have to go on and it's fairly complete.]
Ezra and I can give you some time to go through things before you give us your final answer if you want. But yeah - favors are fine, with all the contingencies. If I don't make it out of this, I'll make sure that it's followed through on.
I've booked a series of rooms at a hotel in Moscow that I've been to before, so we can leave whenever you're ready. With the time change, we probably won't visit Kirsanov until the next day, once we arrive so there's time.
[The upside of being a Gainor is that travel can be much more loosey goosey. Lydia looks like she's about to question that plan when she remembers what Allison came to David for in the past and shakes it off.
("I know you'll do the right thing, Lydia," Ezra says, following Harvey's ushering him - and his husband - out the door. Harvey closes the door and locks it (knowing full well David can walk back in whether it's locked or not). )
I think the's the best we're going to get and I they're not hanging you out to dry. They may have approached you inelegantly, but they've thought this through.
( Still, he pours over the documents and shares them with everyone else. Unfortunately, his lecture about the folder might fall on deaf ears as he gets a 5 and keeps explanations technical and quick. )
[Lydia's eyes narrow at Ezra's back as he leaves because nothing about this feels like the "right" thing, moralistically speaking. But in going through the plans provided, Lydia leans back in the seat.]
I think our best bet are the things they don't know we have.
[Namely: a kanima.]
If we take some of Jackson's venom, I can use that to neutralize whatever guards there are. I'm immune. After that, we'd just need to figure out how to release the other creatures, provided that Kirsanov doesn't decide to supervise locking us up.
[Malia glances over at Alexander. "You're a witch, right? Can you make the rest of us invisible?"
Alexander shrugs. "Yes, technically, but I wouldn't be surprised if he had anti-magic charms on his entrances and exits. Those will pop a cloaking spell as we're walking in the door."]
If Kirsanov is this paranoid, then there won't be any magic. A man like that walls himself in. And makes it so that anyone who manages is at a severe disadvantage.
( Whatever's safest for him. )
Take the kanima venom. What else can we get in there?
[She's staring down the plans and if they can't get in the obvious way through the front door, she'll make her own way. She turns one of the plans and taps what looks like some of intake spout.]
You could convince Kirsanov Jackson and Alexander are guards in the Colony's employ. After all, we are on the eve of the Gauntlet, and if Kirsanov doesn't have knowledge of that, that puts them further into his good graces. That gets everyone inside.
No offense, but I don't know if I want to get that close, personally. I'm not exactly an unknown quantity where some areas of the Colony are concerned.
[He'll provide whatever support needed before you leave, but he doesn't think him being on the ground is the best play.]
If any of them get away, it could be misinterpreted as the Underground making a move and that's bad for all my people.
I don't see any glaring exits, but there's back through the front door and out the back garden, but there are always alternate routes that may present themselves in the moment.
( Sounds like an in-the-moment problem, honestly. )
As long as we don't get trapped in a subbasement somewhere, it should be fine. Maybe Malia can see what she can find when she's sneaking in as a coyote?
[Malia nods. "I'll keep an eye out. Hopefully things won't get messy enough that we will need a lot of options."]
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( But, he would say otherwise. He hears vague ideas. He hears a semblance of a plan, but he doesn't hear anything foolproof. He hears conjecture. He needs more. Lydia and Parrish need more. )
So, tell me, David. Do you have blueprints? Knowledge of this failsafe that will unleash his poetic justice. Because what it sounds like to me is that you are sending Parrish and Lydia into his crosshairs without an actual plan, but with a vague idea of what might just work out. Do you have a thought-through, foolproof plan or are you sending them into the hornet's nest on a wing, a prayer, and on these negotiations?
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[He was planning to get there eventually. But he's not one to put all his cards on the table until everyone's onboard from the overview. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a thumb drive.]
Blueprints. At least from what the Colony currently has on the magical specs of his tower of terrors. His followers are few, and according to Rusty he's susceptible to flattery and looking to get his hooks back into the Inner Circle's good graces again. But nothing is foolproof, Harvey. You should know that.
[So he can't promise that nothing will go wrong, and he won't. He doesn't think anyone should trust me if he did, not with something this huge.]
I think if I came in here promising that everything would be alright and nothing would go wrong, you'd be calling me full of shit.
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( They needed to know they David had more than just conjecture. )
So, by all means. Lydia. Jordan. Let's all negotiate.
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Lydia leans back crossing her legs in front of her as she tries to figure out how to phrase this.]
You've been of your word for the most part when dealing with Allison, this instance aside. I'm going to assume that you honor your debts as readily as you expect other people to honor theirs?
["I do my best to, yes."]
Then I won't speak for Parrish, but I want a favor. A blank check, to be determined later, and if I for some reason don't make it out of this, it passes to Jackson.
[She places a hand on Jackson's shoulder because while yes, Allison would probably do the most good with it, Jackson would make them suffer for it, and Lydia can be a little bit petty.]
I'd rather not rack my brain for something now, when this could be more useful down the line.
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I don't need anything. I'm here to flank Lydia. So, as far as I'm concerned she gets two blank checks. If we do this, and we survive, she gets two favors. Or, she and a friend, or whoever.
( And that's what he wants. )
But, I do have a question. Who all is going to Siberia? Russel DeBrande and you? All three of you? Do you know yet? Because everyone in this room is ready to go.
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Another great question. So on our end, it's the two of us, Rusty, and another co-conspirator. But we can't have all of you rolling up to the fortress with us.
[That would cause too many questions and when he sees the werecoyote in the corner start to get her hackles up, he holds up his hands.]
I'm not saying you can't come to Siberia. I'm just saying you can't be seen. Add to the fact that the four of us will be up top playing distraction, I would say spend some time with the blueprints and decide how you want to handle that. Whatever resources you need, I can get.
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Harvey, the big city lawyer nods along, also judging Parrish. )
Parrish reserves the right to call in his chit should he change his mind.
( "I won't." )
If he does. ( Contingencies, Parrish. ) Is that it? This is all the information we need to make an informed decision?
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[Because he never claims to know everything and he won't work in absolutes. Nothing is one hundred percent, ever. But this is everything they have to go on and it's fairly complete.]
Ezra and I can give you some time to go through things before you give us your final answer if you want. But yeah - favors are fine, with all the contingencies. If I don't make it out of this, I'll make sure that it's followed through on.
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What's your timetable?
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[The upside of being a Gainor is that travel can be much more loosey goosey. Lydia looks like she's about to question that plan when she remembers what Allison came to David for in the past and shakes it off.
"We'll let you know when we're ready."]
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I think the's the best we're going to get and I they're not hanging you out to dry. They may have approached you inelegantly, but they've thought this through.
( Still, he pours over the documents and shares them with everyone else. Unfortunately, his lecture about the folder might fall on deaf ears as he gets a 5 and keeps explanations technical and quick. )
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I think our best bet are the things they don't know we have.
[Namely: a kanima.]
If we take some of Jackson's venom, I can use that to neutralize whatever guards there are. I'm immune. After that, we'd just need to figure out how to release the other creatures, provided that Kirsanov doesn't decide to supervise locking us up.
[Malia glances over at Alexander. "You're a witch, right? Can you make the rest of us invisible?"
Alexander shrugs. "Yes, technically, but I wouldn't be surprised if he had anti-magic charms on his entrances and exits. Those will pop a cloaking spell as we're walking in the door."]
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( Whatever's safest for him. )
Take the kanima venom. What else can we get in there?
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[She's staring down the plans and if they can't get in the obvious way through the front door, she'll make her own way. She turns one of the plans and taps what looks like some of intake spout.]
That looks big enough for a coyote to fit.
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( If they want everyone inside. )
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[He'll provide whatever support needed before you leave, but he doesn't think him being on the ground is the best play.]
If any of them get away, it could be misinterpreted as the Underground making a move and that's bad for all my people.
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( "I'm memorable," Jackson says, unhelpfully. )
And I'm Gregory Peck. Is it clear you're Underground if you're involved in person?
( Jackson sucks in a breath.
"I don't know. But, I don't want any blowback to the Underground," he admits. )
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[He says this not to dent Jackson's ego, but more to encourage him to do what makes the most sense for him.]
I think in the zeitgeist, your strongest ties are still to Scott.
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( Also, aww. There's a moment coming to you soon, Alexander. But, this is Jackson and he lets that go.
"Security, then. Maybe he'll let you accompany Lydia and Jordan to their holding cells." )
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[She can still smuggle it on her person, but Jackson can be there in case she runs out.]
Now all we need is an exit.
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( Sounds like an in-the-moment problem, honestly. )
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[Malia nods. "I'll keep an eye out. Hopefully things won't get messy enough that we will need a lot of options."]
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( But, it sounds like they made a decision. )
You're doing this.
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[She glances over to Parrish, because she won't do it without him, and he still has the right to say no if he doesn't want to do it.]
Looks like we are.
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There's always a choice.
( But, he messages David. )
They're in, no thanks to you.
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