Miles to Midnight

[Erremnart]

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Virginia sat and looked as Damien was walking around the table, tapping with his hand and pacing through his thought processes. She looked overworked at first, but his movements caught her attention. There were still some pieces to be found and placed back together in order to have a better idea about him, but she was getting closer in actually knowing something about him without directly asking.

She grabbed and closed her cigarette case along with matching lighter, and put them into coat's, which was still put over her chair's backrest, pockets. "If your men want look inconspicuously and get onboard, give me their photos with legends and I can fabricate some transfer order to get them in. It won't be perfect, but it doesn't need to be for our needs if it will be only for hours, days at maximum.", Virginia said as she was still sliding case and lighter back into her coat.

She straight herself up and rested her back against the backrest again, "Plans within plans. We know how to take over the ship and we know how to get civilians out. The last question is - who will ferry those civilians to Erie? I had an idea of hiring one of those MedForce zoner folks.".

This was a lot of planning, but thanks to their collective brainstorming, it was much simpler than she previously expected.

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