Nichole just drove, letting the Ferret and Semi sort out the details on her iPad as she drove the pickup towards the city. Like the others, she had dressed for the climate, both weather wise and culturally as the dark brown headscarf she had wrapped around her head was doing a halfway decent job of collecting cooling pockets of air as well as absorbing her latent sweat as it beaded in the hundred degree plus cab of the technical. At least unlike most of the beaters on the road, their truck had a well maintained suspension so the bouncing around on the underdeveloped roads of a developing nation weren’t too much of a strain on either the vehicle or its occupants.<br/><br/>Her gloved hands gripping the wheel, she casually drove into the thick traffic of the city, immediately gaining a feel for the standard of traffic here and realizing it was basically like so many other third world places with money. A sort of chaos with a purpose, as cars seemingly without direction packed various thoroughfares and avenues, yet others remained empty, almost looking like idyllic wastelands of entropy in the midst of hustle and bustle. There were a hundred nicks and fender benders going on all around them at some of the traffic circles and main squares but most vehicles seemed to be operating as if they had a magical bubble of energy enveloping their vehicles, keeping them just short of crashing into each other and making the chaotic cacophony of traffic and cars into something unmoving, as opposed to something flowing on its own energy.<br/><br/>Clearly civil strife and mass murder had done little to damper the vibrant traffic of Tunisia, not yet anyways. Maybe it was because large numbers of people were armed, and looked angry. Guns and anger could always have a positive effect on social stability, at least for a while, as any proper despot would know.<br/><br/>Maneuvering through the third world traffic, and doing so casually so as to not draw attention, the technical made decent headway towards their destination and what was supposed to be their home base for the duration of this mission, if everything went to plan.<br/><br/>Not that she knew what the plan was really. But again, she was here to drive. Not plan.<br/>