<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/68/Red_Samurai.png)</div>Daisuke looked between the two girls, smiling. "Thank you, honoured miko. It brings me great relief to see you both so willing to help."<br/><br/>Grandfather nodded as he listened to the girls' plans. "These are both good ideas. To be unseen is one strategy. To be seen and welcomed is another. It has been a while since our last offering to the poor. I can get the van ready while you purchase the food you intend to distribute." He smiled proudly. "I will leave the decision in your hands."<br/><br/>Daisuke stretched out his hands, and the last joint of his right ring finger separated from the others, revealing a data port. He passed the joint to Saiyako. "This is the last of my emergency funds, five thousand nuyen. All my other wealth is in the hands of the corporation, and I cannot risk drawing upon it until this is over."<br/><br/>He gestured towards a map of the Fort Lewis area that Grandfather had brought up on a nearby screen. "I placed my armour in a ruthenium polymer duffel bag, and hid it underneath a pile of crates in this alley here." The alley he indicated was sandwiched between a strip club and a Stuffer Shack, in one of the seedier neighbourhoods of Fort Lewis. "You'll need to feel around to find it. And you are right, my armour is quite bulky, although the bag will render it easy to conceal. Either plan could work well."<br/><br/>Grandfather produced another credstick and pressed it into Midori's hands. "Here is another five thousand nuyen, in case you need bribes or other goods along the way. Good luck, my dears. May the Emperor smile upon your quest."