The Wizard Mobile, as Avis had proclaimed it, at least to herself, pulled up behind the Fillard Goldman Museum, all patched pea green paint, throaty motor, and boldly detailed Wizard mural on both sides. It definitely wasn't the sort of vehicle that one could call inconspicuous, but there was more than just cheek behind the choice of vehicle. There was also the shield of incredulity, the possibility that no one would believe at first glance that any of the Awakened would be so stupid as to drive something with a literal wizard painted across the side of it. Or, that was a hope.
Another was that it would instead serve as a symbol. Something that would become expected and associated with the Veiled Threats. Thus, when they eventually used something else, their enemies might miss it.
Or, well, maybe it was mostly cheek. Either way, Avis was definitely amused that they were parking the Wizard Mobile on the home turf of the Mysterium, even if only temporarily.
"Y'all ready to pick up the package?" she asked her cabal, twisting herself around the passenger seat to get a good look at them.
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