Every time she approached Malta in her Manta-class vessel she was scared that something would display her IFF wrong and have the defenses and every Outcast around shoot the thing to pieces. It certainly had its advantages and in a way was a trophy. The Bounty Hunters Guild was one of the biggest enemies the Outcasts had after all. Still this was home and the moment she approached the familiar mountainside of Euskal Herria she relaxed. There were small landing pads on the outskirts of New Gasteiz city that were Loyola property. The air was cold and fresh and Zoe could immediately feel the tension coming off her as she breathed in the cardamine that was part of Malta's air.
She would change in her apartment, nothing fancy at all, to meet up with Gabriel later. This was no holiday trip after all. They had to hunt someone who could potentially cause a lot of trouble. But Enma would certainly be proud if they dealt with this- him- quickly. Don Alberto de Velázquez had made the mistake of attacking Enma and her current focus of interest, Claire de France. So naturally such a declaration of war could not be ignored on Malta.
The immediate village was fairly small but cozy, built into the mountains in typical Outcast fashion. This place was as much a home as it was a fortress should anyone dare something bolder. And Enma Loyola certainly encouraged others to consider a move like this. But that was nothing she would have to worry about. She had to worry about working with that fairly scary Gabriel. Who she'd meet in the bar that served as much as a gathering place as a drinking one. And at this time of day it was empty. So she sat down, had some water and scrolled through public and Loyola data banks to find as much about their target as she could.
