John
*Mod began to channel some magic above her desk. As she did, Furo could see her body slightly age again. When she finished, a rough layout of the castle and its rooms, based on the information they have, would be there.*

"Yes... If they think you three decided not to join then they wouldn't think to plan for that event. It would work even better if you guys entered slightly later, as no doubt they will keep an eye on who enters the world at first. It is also a dangerous plan that needs to go right."
Brandon
As he thought, it was very impressive magic. The aging side effect was concerning, but something told him that was simply the result of Mod's use of it. Maybe.

"Oh, it'll go wrong."

Furo said it very nonchalantly as he looked over the castle and rooms. She was right about entering later, but he was certain things would not go their way.

"I think only one of us can properly do stealth. I maybe could I put in extra effort, but we have Bradamante. Even if your group springs the trap, there will still be guards and someone trustworthy will be watching the hostages. Once they are aware of us, they'll try to reinforce the interior, and that would hopefully pull them from your group. From there it will probably be a race of who deals with whom as they are put into disarray."

He nodded his head as noted what he deemed easy enough to sketch in front of Icidro.

"Though, maybe we do get lucky and make it to the heart of things and deal a giant blow before they can react. Either, way I got what I need. You can call the others back when you feel ready."
John
*Mod ponders the plan for a moment first. It obviously wasn't the best plan, but it was the best they've got. After pondering it, she nodded to Furo.*

"Yes, hopefully they have had enough time. Oh, and about your compensation, is there anything specific you want?"

*Mod didn't want to forget about giving that, as she did promised it.*
Brandon
"Hmm?"

Furo had not been thinking of anything for himself. It currently was not at the forefront of things either if he was to be honest.

"You'll have to ask me again once everything is over. I do not have an answer for you currently."

He was not sure if there was anything he even wanted in the first place, so he could save it until afterward.
John
*Mod nodded* 

"Very well. Please bring them in."
Brandon
Furo turned for the doors and crossed the room fairly quickly. He did not waste long throwing the doors open once more and shouting into the hall.

"You all can come back in!"

He held his head passed the door to peer into the hallway as he vaguely remembered Icidro mentioning a walk. The mechanic would have to call him if he had gotten too far.
Robert
*Dado walks back in, traces of his tears and scowl still on a face no longer expressing either. Instead, he has a determined stare, paired with calculating eyes still unimpeded by glass. He waits for the others to come in behind him, then speaks.*

"I spent my time outside strategizing based on what we know. Whenever everyone's ready, I'd like to brainstorm until we're all on-board. If we expect a trap, we should have a generalized strategy we all agree on."
Elizabeth
*Xion sorta just... Casually pops back into existence exactly where she'd been before. How the hell does she do that without Teleport?*
Dale
*Eve tucks her bottle of alcohol she'd been going at the entire time she was outside the door into her bag as she re enters the room* "Well whadda we got? I ain't got anything better to do so I may as well tag along for shits and giggles. Maybe I'll get a good fight out of the whole ordeal. Or even better, I'll happily raid their cellars and coffers in the end. Also their kitchens... Booze, sweets, cash and a good fight are all I really want out of the ordeal." *She comments as she pulls a lollipop from one of her pockets and pops it in her mouth. This girl is either crazy... Or just incredibly easy to motivate... Hopefully the latter rather than the former...*
Lurlene
An imperious look rests upon Icidro's face as he enters the room in turn, the caballero's roiling disgust for Eve evident as he gazes upon her. Arms folded across his chest, Icidro takes a moment to ice his blood, before the work he made on that walk goes to waste.

As even in tone as he can possibly bring himself to muster, Icidro urges, "No. You will not be sacking any of the houses in Radiant Garden, let alone the Sage King's Castle. Let our families' ghosts lay in rest; Enough has been stolen from us."

Having said that, Icidro sweeps his gaze around the room— From Furo, to Mod-Gnik, before landing on Dado. His attention rests there, before he chimes, "There is no reason not to expect a trap, between what you all have said of this 'Sunset' and our excursion in Agrabah. Our only method of progress is to plan around our enemies knowing that we know that they know what we know."
Robert
*Dado rolls his eyes at Eve's remarks, then blinks at the knight's words.* "Wait, you're *From* There?" *Between his and Ika's apparent familiarity with the world, that could prove helpful... Wait.* "Hold on. Will, uhh... Will you be okay going back?" *His brow turns downward in concern.*
Dale
*Hearing Icidro's firm denial of what she wanted to do, Eve simply nods* "Very well then. You have my word I won't raid anything. However I would like to make use of the castle's kitchens at some point." *Seems she's not crazy. Just easy to motivate but also willing to respect the wishes of people who are supposed to be comrades despite her rather simple and easy motivations*
Brandon
Furo left the doorway to lean against the wall once more. Brad would show up when he was either ready or not lost.

"Why would he not be okay? He's here ready to act like everyone else in the room." The mechanic simply shook his head. He would have said something to Eve too if Icidro did not seem to have a handle on himself. "He took the time to think things over and he is here. He knows what's at stake if he doesn't fight."
Lurlene
Icidro closes his eyes at Dado's questioning before a strange smile comes to his face. He doesn't say anything as Furo answers for him, but nods afterward as if to confirm his friend's words.
Noreen
*Brad returned a short while later, looking like the cat that ate the canary. Fortunately, the topic was not on him or the state of Mod-gnik's guest bathroom after he left it, so he joined in the conversation without incident.* "I think Cid's the most ready outta any of us, amigo." *He nodded with conviction, sharing a knowing glance with the caballero, and sharing another with Furo.*

"So when are we raidin' that joint?" *Brad rolled his knuckles, his softened demeanor having seemingly hardened up during the break. And then, he punched a thick fist into his open palm.* "Where there's a storm, we ride." *He was still workshopping the group catchphrase, after 'hot and ready right to your door' was unanimously vetoed.*