(Under Control) Good Leo Hunting

[Coco]

Where would they be going? Coco had no idea! She almost didn't care. Almost. Having her cane back and being free from what had turned out to be Venus' garden of loyalist traps was enormously satisfying, at present. Besides, it sounded as though the strange red flower and her selectively quiet compatriot knew something. What, with all their talk about going places, needing to be places, and who knew what else. Oh, right, the two strangers knew what else! They were just keeping it to themselves like unhelpful blackguards. Blackguards that obviously had been hoping to go unnoticed amongst all the kerfuffle between the ungrateful Mal-mal, herself, and then that blonde bitch.

"Now that we're free from the pungent presence of the privateers' place, would you mind sharing with the rest of the class what you seem to know?" Coco asked archly, turning to look at the two mages. "It's only polite, as we're all risking ourselves to find your friend, you know."

[Miach]

Miach couldn't believe what Coco was saying, and scratched his eyebrows to get back his countenance. The Acanthus had a deep moment of sympathy for the grumpy Mal, and nearly wished she had slapped the young woman with the red dyed hair.

Ariadne had risked Vulgar Magic in a public place to get in touch with Will, as she had replied to Neil's query ! But since the women had been too busy bickering among themselves and making a very noticeable show of themselves when they knew they were being tailed, they had of course missed the part when the Mastigos had done the only useful thing of the whole event !

He shook his head in disbelief, breathed slowly and very visibly to keep calm, and focused on the operation at hand. Yes. She was like a bothering nurse around an operating table, something you had to cope with while doing what really mattered. He would hate to steal Ariadne's thunder, though, and with a deferential nod, answered the question in a low voice, after checking around that they wouldn't be overheard.

"Apparently, Will lost the trail at McClellan..." he said, only stating the fact and letting slide the snarky reply that they were all risking themselves because they were all potential targets, as the tailing asserted, and obviously not because of their goodwill to help...

[West]

When heads are counted, they are the same party that entered the Club together.

[Ariadne]

"Yep." Ariadne says curtly as Miach relays the information. For her part the redhead has a hand against her head. This is all getting to be much.

"Ideally he got himself taken while trying to find out more about the others. I'm ready to head there now if you all are." The night is wearing on her, its noticeable at this point. One leg is stiffer than the other and she squints slightly when cars drive by.

[Coco]

"Hark just a moment," the Wasp declared, holding a forefinger aloft. "Are you really saying that the kidnappers took him from here, a bar of sorts, to an Irish pub?" Coco asked, clearly not familiar with the military base.

[Miach]

Miach nodded firmly and held out his hand, palm up, toward Ariadne as the Guardian tried to timely move on their investigation-turned-rescue-mission, whole-heartedly supporting his fellow Willworker in her intention. The Acanthus didnt' feel too confident either about Mal's intent, and silently shook his head, trying to look more sorry than he felt. No questions meant no questions. Knowledge is Power, and Knowledge has a Price, after all. "McClellan's an abandonned USAF base." he kindly filled in Cosima, though. A completely clueless ally was a completely useless one, after all.

Ms Eloi's outburst came as a much unpleasant and unneeded slap, but Miach had already concluded that the whole of them would probably be as useless as they seemed, and didn't really get more irritated than that. Actionable information, but without the contacts to pull it off... Ha ! Admittedly though, he was not suited to that task either... Anyway, they had the where, she claimed to have the who. Let's look at the bright side of the situation, they were making progress.

Perhaps a small reminder might be useful for them all, though "Our friend probably has all the first-hand information we need, now. If we can get to him quickly enough to get him alive, that is..." he said between his own clenched teeth.

[Coco]

The Gandharva's ire wasn't a superficial trial for the Wasp to brave, seeing as how Aaren was the only person that Coco would deem a friend, but the Claviger of Spring weathered the words stoically, her antennae not drooping in the slightest. Yes, it was true, she had failed in the task of learning anything, just as she had failed to foster anything besides a looming feud with the mangy, malcontent, melancholy Malory, but there path was not so cloudy as Aaren had made it seem. No, indeed, it seemed that fate was not entirely unkind to them. They did indeed have a direction to take, and even if it was not as much as the beautiful Searce might want, it was enough for Coco to work with. Barely, perhaps, but with it she would prove her worth, and in doing so, encourage Aaren to forget all about this little misadventure in the wake of their victory.

"Aaren, mon amie, we might not be in straits as dire as you suspect. If this 'McClellan' is truly abandoned than we need not worry. Anyone who will be there will be a foe, which makes things remarkably simple. We can just introduce them to one of your party gifts, or to a more rigid form of greeting," she explained, tapping her cane twice on the pavement, "until we happen to find our missing ally. I am also quite comfortable in the knowledge that our foes are quite compartmentalized and we can use that to our advantage. I believe all that might be required of us is to simply venture onwards."

[Ariadne]

A small nod indicates Ariadne's agreement with Miach about the airforce base.

"I fully intend to find whoever is responsible for Leo's capture and whoever is responsible for the photos. I am hoping that those two will be related and don't worry once we find whoever is responsible I'm sure we have the capacities to make them regret their decisions." Blue eyes shift to look at the angry one. "Though we probably shouldn't share how exactly?" Her question is said with a small grin.