<div class="floatleft">(http://i49.tinypic.com/f43dok.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Nikita Stack</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>The Ambush Sight</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>The Team</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> About to depart in the most ridiculous ride since the dawn of civilization.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Nikita gladly would have welcomed some kinky time with Anne right now but she knew work came first. They had<em>priorities</em>. Things needed to be taken care of and when in the field, on a mission even the delay of the most minor sort could lead to disasters of unimaginable proportions. That much, Nikita knew by heart having spent so many years in the game. She grinned and kissed her lover, giving her bottom a nice, hard squeeze. "Indeed my dearest..and you know I want all of that and much more when we meet next time!" She winked at Anne, knowing fully well that others in the vicinity were probably wondering just what kind of strange dynamic these two women had amongst themselves and how confused it must've made them. Confusion, which Nikita enjoyed thoroghly. Truthfully, she and Anne were...complex to almost unfathomable levels.<br/><br/>Her vision turned towards her ride which was meant to take her to the Château. The revolting pink. Just how the fuck people even used vehicles such as that was beyond her reason. Where was any sense of utility, not to mention a sense of style? The car had gaudy written all over it and to imagine herself in it was a rather repulsing thought. But if that was what Tisha's preference was, then so be it. "Sometimes I wonder if the situations the disguise and infiltration specialist on the team lands me in is a punishment of sorts to me for all the nasty deeds I have done in past!" Chuckling in a wry, sarcastic manner Nikita quickly jumped in the car without wasting much time nad zoomed towards the château. During the journey, she activated her rapidfire translator in her implant which would give her access to the Icelandic if situation demanded so, Tisha's mother tongue. Last thing Nikita wanted was things blowing up in her face because choking on a something basic such as this!<br/><br/>The journey itself wasn't that bad. It was a picturesque one and the kind of drive which Nikita probably would have enjoyed more on a bike than trapped in a gigantic pink box but it had to do for the time being. It was a small ride anyways and the way Nikita was abusing the vehicle, it didn't take a whole lot of time for the chateaux to come into line of her vision. It was an impressive estate, possessing the old school grandeur which was lost in today's ever changing world which barely resembled what it was twenty four hours ago. A testament of sorts to the past. Pity they might have to blow it, Nikita mused as the car came to a screeching halt at the outskirts. The place was probably protected by gazillion security systems. She accessed the cyberspace, looking up a communication link with the chateux and its security and send only four words.<br/><br/>"Tisha Magnessen has arrived."