<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.obsidianportal.com/images/82234/Male_Elf.jpg)</div><strong>Street Name:</strong>Kit<br/><strong>Sex/Metatype/Archetype:</strong>Male Elf<em>Bon Vivant</em>(Face/Wheelman)<br/><strong>Attributes:</strong>Charisma and Willpower, Intuition and Logic<br/><strong>Skills:</strong>Social, Vehicle<br/><strong>Ethnicity/Age/Orientation:</strong>Caucasian, 20's, bisexual<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Findley, frost, anyone<br/><br/>"I guess what the lady is saying is that blowing the place to bits isn't the best plan if you want to extract something." Kit said, looking at one shot with appreciation. "Driving a car through the front door however might attract Lone Star attention as well. Though admittedly a lot less. How about something a little more subtle?" He looked around the group. "The damsel in distress might work, especially if followed by a nice nightcap" He wondered if the guards would really be sleeping. After all who pays for sleeping guards? "Hack the cameras to follow a recurring loop but with the timer running. Is that within your abilities, ms Frost?"<br/><br/>This op was getting fishier by the minute.<br/><br/>