After a day of working with the truly massive (and massively breasted) Isabella at her shop, Elisabeth spent a good hour altering her astral signature to 'Serah Crystal's' (aka Miko) signature - an elaborate alteration of her signature that all but the most talented mages couldn't see through, considering that even for a runner she was a<em>highly</em>talented and powerful mage.  A bit of preparation now, and she'd have less issues later.  The day of, she'd spend the morning getting her armor and gear ready.<br/><br/>A half-suit of skintight armor that was also surprisingly supportive on her bosom, a full set of arm and leg casings to protect her limbs, hidden under jeans and long-sleeve shirt, a ballistic vest over that, with a leather jacket with fur about the collar to hide that.  Naturally, she had her comlink and fake IDs ready to go, and all that was left was the weaponry... couple flash bangs, couple smoke grenades, gloves (always), holsters, combat load vest... and of course her collection of foci and a fetish that she wore about her neck on a steel chain.  Weapons... well, they were dealing with Lonestar cops on their own turf, so they'd need potent weaponry... so she went with the Colt series - Gov't 2066 and M23 - as her armaments, one in the holster, another on a sling.  All of it was carted out of her garage and placed into the trunk of her car, save for what she could wear and conceal, and from there it was lazing about, reading some of the latest academic papers on magical theory (she may not have gotten her Ph.D, but lord help her if she didn't stick with it!) and in general relaxing and reducing stress, because she'd have more than enough of it soon enough.<br/><br/>An hour-and-a-half before the run, she got in her car and took off, smiling and happy with her glasses on and wireless headphones attached firmly to each ear (both of them built to enhance her sight and hearing in a variety of ways) and she drove to the meeting place - a nice little hide-away spot a couple blocks from the target location.  She made sure to drive nice and properly, but not<em>too</em>properly, as she made her way to the meetup place.  Pulling in off the main street past the parking lot of a nearby building, Miko made sure her car was good and hidden for the moment, and as she waited for her partner away from prying eyes, she shrugged off her jacket to reveal her vest and long-sleeve shirt sleeves, tossed it in the car, and began to suit up with her full combat load, two clips of each weapon she had with her among the rest of what she had...