"Yeah... I'll pass," she said, thumbing the cider as she continued in Sperethiel. "Maybe after we're done though... and the hellhound one is a 'pay by the pelt' sort of thing you know, so we don't have to be accepted, we just have to go out and do it.  Seems they're not having a lot of takers though, huh..."<br/><br/>Again at the speed of thought the AR displays flashed to and fro threw the space between them, rushing between departure listings, job posting, calenders...<br/><br/>"So yeah, I think I can convince dad to show up two days from now, we can spend the day with him after the early-morning meeting to discuss the plan for the expeditionary job, he can leave the next morning, and by noon we should be able to be on the road easily enough, assuming we get the job." she said, and with a message popping up in midair and words flying up into the screen faster than anyone could type, a message was sent with linked qualifications over a private channel. "There, sent!  Luckily they say that once they get to the Outback it'll mostly be working at night, which is good for me 'cause I don't know about you but daylight<em>sucks</em>!"<br/><br/>Getting from her seat after a dab at her lips to clean them, she gestured to the door leading down to their garage beneath their home - which was really just an open space to park the motorbike and her truck.<br/><br/>"Let's go kill some hellhounds, yes?"  she said, then remembering she still needed to get her gun... "Uh, I'll drive after I get my gun..."