The gang of Arrows drives first to the Hostel, then to Sacramento's City Hall in Technique's Cadillac, Tug especially enjoying this luxury from his former life. They had had to make a stop at the Hostel for a couple of suits- Tug's would hang loose on the Hierarch, but Rosh or Chief were more Animus' size, and the pair couldn't expect to mimic city officials in their work-out gear. "Let's drive around the block. You guys keep an eye out for any other entrances, a good place to watch over the main one, and especially, street parking. We don't want to be stuck in a garage if things go bad," he tells Animus, Brent, and Tech. "Get any spells in before we leave the car. We don't want to set off anyone's Senses inside or near the entrance, so needs-only casting from that point on. Everybody got it?" He looks to Animus. "You might want to do something about that scar before we even go in, man. It kinda stands out." Tug grins. "Looks wicked awesome, though. Sometime, you're gonna tell me how you got it."