Gand was somewhat suprised when Kara asked him to meet her at the Opera house. From what he can tell, its closed for the night. The sun set just two hours ago and Gands Land Rover is parked in front of the building. He has to wonder if Kara lives here, and why Alice never noticed it...

Its not his concern right now. With the weight of holding effects banging around in his head Gand is edgy. The three rails of Coke didnt help but his senses are sharp and adrenaline flowing. Aggression will be a good thing tonight. Gand will get out of the car and pull on his black jacket as he walks into the opera house. He doesnt call out, he figures will hear him just fine...

The Opera House is dark, save the selection of four thin, ivory candles set up on a silver candleholder. It has been placed up on the stage, illuminating the place with its gentle glow making the dark vastness look more alluring than eerie.

Gand will probably be standing there a few minutes before he hears Kara. She moves onto the stage almost like a phantom, quiet, almost floating, her shoes making the slightest of noise.  Slowly she nears the candleholder and reaches down to pick it up.

The flames flicker, bringing light to her face, which looks porcelain pale, not from lack of feeding, rather made up that way with the aid of rice powder. Even the make-up around her eyes is white, the only colour on her face are her lips, which stand out in a pretty ruby hue.  She looks as though she is ready for a performance, her brown hair falls past her shoulders in thick waves, pinned back by pearl combs. Her body is clad in black; a black satiny body-hugging top with long sleeves that end in dramatic lacy tips at her fingers, it’s slightly low-cut making it very Victorian with its three tiny black bows going down the front, and oddly enough she is dressed in a pair of well-fitting black trousers, and not a skirt, tucked into slim black boots. A choice of attire not to catch ones eye, rather to move easily in. Holsters rest on her hips, her guns shimmer when a sliver of light licks across them. Her black cape with hood has been set on one of the seats a few feet to the right of Gand.

For the longest moment she looks at him, her face void of any emotion, but if he looks up to her eyes he may notice they are slightly narrowed...because of him or because she’s thinking of what her son may be going though? Who knows...

A step forward, closer to him, the softest scent of lilies wafts though the air as if someone may have left a bouquet of them somewhere in the Opera House. Pale blue eyes rest upon Gand’s face, mixed emotions stab though her like tiny daggers, a sensation that could prove to be vitally dangerous if she does not tame it.

‘You came...’ her voice is soft, she does not need to yell to be heard, the shape of the building will carry her words over towards the man, they will find him.

'That was our deal.'

Gand says, a little loud. He is obviously not used to the fine aucoustics of a place like this. Strip clubs are built very differently. A feeling of overwhelming dread has settled in Gands gut. The coke probably isnt helping, hes starting to see little sparks on the corners of his vision.

'You know we are taking a huge risk here tonight..'

Gand reminds Kara, but doesnt expect her to change her mind. This is her son they are talking about after all.

‘If you think the risk if not worth taking, then tell me where I should go and leave, I’m not going to make you come with me if it is against your will.’

She moves closer towards the edge of the stage, lowering herself to kneel before the other. In a whisper she adds, ‘If you’re scared then run...I am going after Lucas.’

Predictably defensive. Gand will give a dismissive hand gesture and look at his watch then the kneeling vampire on the stage before him.

'We should go then, we have a very short window to do this right.'

She's just being truthful to Gand, she doesn't need anyone to help her...with anything, or at least that is what she's made herself to believe.

Without a word she rises and moves to the left of the stage, killing the flames as she begins to descend the steps. The candlestick is set down on the stage, then Kara move to her cape and slides it on. 'I am ready,' she said in a tone that's near to a snappy one, and before Gand can glare at her or tell her she's being a wench she pivots and heads towards the doors.

With a harsh push they are opened and she steps outside. One look at Gand's automobile. A jeep...well they are sturdy as oxen and usually quite quiet, not a bad choice. 'Are your windows bullet proof?' She looks though the driver's seat window as if she's inspecting it for some purchase.

'Do they look bulletproof?'

Gand asks. Without being elected president two inch thick glass is damn hard to come by. The Land Rover is sturdy but its definitely no tank. Her question is more than an unrealistic expectation it makes Gand wonder exactly what her plan is here. Dressing like little red riding hood and expecting bullet proof glass promises to be less than discreet.

'I have a lab coat for you in the back seat. I dont think that cape will get you waved through security.. did you do any looking into the MolBel labs before tonight?'

'Then I hope your ass is bullet proof,' Kara mutters this quietly, but purposely loud enough for him to understand what she just said.

She moves away from the Land Rover and finally turns to face him. 'My cape is to hide my guns from human eyes going to the lab.'

She falters at his question, without his help she knows she would not have enough information to get inside, not this early day, so he may as well know that...since they will be collaborating in this. 'Not enough,' her pale blue eyes rise to meet his, 'I'm trusting you to lead me though them, I have not enough eyes for their labs.'  

'Your cape is going to draw attention to you and get you searched.'

Gand says matter-of-factly as he tosses a labcoat at her. There is a security badge emblazoned with MolBel Labs and a picture that is passably Kara and the title: Phlebotomist.

'Your boy is deep in the medical section of the lab. Probably underground. I dont have eyes there either but I know I can get you inside.'

Gand has a different outfit, a grey jumpsuit with MolBel Maintenance on the side in blue. Gand doesnt appear to have any weapons or firearms on him, just an expensive looking watch on his wrist and a trio of black vials tucked into his pocket.

She catches the lab coat. 'I'm not going to wear my cape inside, stop fussing.' The lab coat's set on the hood of the car before Kara slips the cape off of her, sets that on the hood, then pulls the lab coat over her shoulders.

She looks down and unhooks the holster, each gun is taken out and tucked perfectly in each boot. 'Do you think this is ok?' She asks softly. She cannot do anything stupid to jeopardize Lucas' safety, and even if it means listening to Gand to keep Lucas safe, she'll do it.  

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'Thats better.'

Gand says, zipping up his jumpsuit and slipping into the Land Rover. On the drive to the MolBel facility Gand will explain a few things.

'This place has a big security force but we wont see most of it. If shit goes to hell we will be hugely outnumbered and you will likely be outgunned. I dont want to have to shoot our way in or out so I think we should split up once you know where your going. Ill bust into the phramacy and help myself, taht should cause a bit of a distraction for when you go kid snatching.'

Kara gets into the passenger’s seat of his car and shuts the door. She looks at the dashboard, then the steering wheel before she looks at him. A slight nod as she takes in the information.

‘You have things you desire from the pharmacy?’ Sure he does, her mind whispers, he is the type of guy that would snort anything white and shoot up anything smooth and golden, who knows what else his tainted blood craves. A curious crease marks along her forehead, what if he’s taken anything now...that’s all they need, a stoned Gand! She ponders and ponders but she knows she will need to ask. ‘May I ask you a personal question?’ She finally asks after he’s given her an important handful of information about the facility.

She sits in silence until he speaks catching sight of the world whizzing by them as the Land Rover drives in down the City.

The drive will wind through downtown and almost into the suburbs. Their target, as Gand will explain is a Pediatric testing facility that specializes in rare childrens diseases and promotes widespread vaccinations.

'Yeah sure ask away.'

He says while they are stopped at a red light.

Children’s’ disease...testing things on her child? Kara’s ready to leap out of the window, but she keeps her calm and swallows her emotions down. A trained killer should not act on fiery emotions...ever...period.

She focuses on Gand and the question that arose in her mind before. ‘Are you high? Please...the truth.’ She hopes he’ll be truthful, and in a way...for a blasted second she cannot choose if she wants him sober or not.

Thats really a classic question. Gand gets that alot; from his employees, from police, from Alice. Not so much Alice anymore, she just assumes hes always high and shes usually right.

'Of course I am.'

Gand grunts. Its how he operates. He wouldnt expect Kara to understand, nor would he ever explain it. He doesnt even ask why she wanted to know, just rubs under his nose and checks his eyes in the rearview mirror.

Kara nods, sometimes being high is an escape for some people and sometimes it is their strength. But for Kara is always tastes delicious when it mingles in their blood. But Gand is not street-scum and she is not slummin’ right now.

For a split second she wishes she were high right now, then the street whizzing by would be crisper, the plush seat-cover would be plushier and the guns under her boots wouldn’t be pushing against her skin so uncomfortably.

She looks over at him and can almost see veins over clothes, glowing red with speckles of white trickling though them, they way it looks on those Medical shows where they tear the flesh off the animated figure’s bones and highlight the veins with their cartoony-crayon red.

If Kara wanted to get high, Gands blood would be just the ticket. Its highly unlikely he would be a willing donor, but he man breathes cocaine. When Kara neither freaks nor asks further Gand will give her one quick glance and continue driving.

Their target is located beetween downtown and the suburbs. It is a secure medical testing facility that looks designed to keep troubled youths with terrible diseases from escaping into the night. There is only a half dozen cars in the parkinglot, three of which are matching black sedans with dark windows. Gand will park the Rover a short distance from the main door of the facility and lean forward on the steeringwheel to give the place one last looking over.

The building is typical. The walls appear to be brick, there are large windows and it is three stories tall. There is a small yard with a playground and tall fences around the entire facility. All around it are wide open fields, no cover or houses for at least 150 yards in any direction.

She allowed herself a few, fragile moments to think of drugs, then snapped back to reality. Her eyes move over the surroundings, gliding over the cars then up the building. Brows furrow, it’s so very quiet...

Her head is turned as she looks out of the passenger’s window, gaze trickles up, then back down. Slowly her window is opened an inch, listening to the sounds expelled from their surroundings. Quickly it’s shut again.

‘Tell me how we should do this,’ she lets Gand take the wheel on this, it’s obvious he’s the Master in this scene, she’s just the puppet with the big guns.

Gand snickers and turns hish ead to look at her with a straight face.

'We are going to walk right through the front doors.'

He shuts down the engine and zips the front of his jumpsuit up to his neck. When they leave the Land Rover Kara will notice that its not a Land Rover, but more of a white pickup with a cap on the bed. Along the sides it has a large magnets that reads: MolBel Maintenance.

[Mind:2 maintained effect on Gands vehicle to give it situational camoflauge.]

Gand will lead Kara right up to and through the front door where they hit their first obstacle; The security checkpoint. Two men in standard blue collared shirts with revolvers on their hips will stand up as Gand and Kara approach the inner door.

'Simplicity...I like that,' before they exit the car she turns to face him and nods, 'let's do this.'

Getting out of the Land Rover she'll notice the change, impressive. She raises a single brow a touch, her lips not hiding the small smile...or is it smirk? 'Nice touch, Merlin.' She whispers as she walks next to him, then enters the building.

She looks at the two guards, her face masking, showing that she belongs here, not that she's about to cause havoc.