Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140503224606/@comment-4681758-20140503230557

Two figures clad in black, a man and a woman, moved their way through the crowd that had come down to see the T.O.L.'s first journey. The man drew a few more stares than his female counterpart did, though they did eventually make their way past the checkpoint, and proceeded inside the train to their assigned compartment. Once inside, they locked the door behind them, and began to inspect their weapons.

"So, how did we still get on if Liadan rescinded your invitation?," the woman asked the man.

"Technically, she didn't ban me from coming.  She only said that she didn't want me to come, since this was an issue she didn't want to involve others in.", he responded.

"You'd have thought by now that she would have learned to be much literal in her meaning when talking to you by now."

He chuckled and answered, "One would think.  So, were any of your contacts able to narrow down what this supposed terrorist threat is, Rose?"

Rose shook her head as she answered. "You know, when you have eyes and ears all over this city, you start to think that you can find anything if you look hard enough.  No such fucking luck!  Nothing more concrete than 'maybe there'll be an attack, maybe there won't be!'  God, people can be so useless sometimes, Ciarán..."

"Well, you know the deal."

"Assume there will be an attack until we have reason to think otherwise.  I know!  We're not recruits anymore, Ciarán!"

"I know.  That was to remind myself of what we're assuming.  Because I really don't like the idea of fending off an attack in a tunnel underwater."