<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/48/Waltz.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Street Name:</strong>Waltz<br/><strong>Sex/Metatype/Archetype:</strong>Male Human Bodyguard/Escort<br/><strong>Attributes:</strong>Charisma and Willpower, Agility and Reaction<br/><strong>Skills:</strong>Social, Combat<br/><strong>Ethnicity/Age/Orientation:</strong>Caucasian, 30's, straight<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>One Shot, All<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/>“That sounds more reasonable. We don’t want to call too much attention to ourselves.” Waltz nodded at One Shot’s suggested modification to the distraction. Mr. Findley’s planning seemed to be haphazard but at least the pay was moving into a more acceptable range and the fact that he was sending one of his personal acquaintances along with each half of the team made it less likely that they were being double-crossed and wasted as bait or as a distraction for some grander scheme. Mrs. Frost sounded a bit… eccentric, but hopefully she knew what she was doing.<br/><br/>“Either way, we have to expect that the distraction triggers some kind of alarm, just not inside the lab. But once whatever ruckus the outside team has raised subsides, the guards – plus reinforcements – are likely to check up on their security system. So either we do a clean job down in the lab and don’t get noticed at all, or we should plan to get in and out quickly. The lab isn’t that big, so ten minutes should be more than enough to locate the case and loot the best stuff. But a lot depends on how long our tech specialists need to disable the cameras and open the locks. It's not my field of expertise, so can I have a few rough numbers from one of you guys?”<br/>