Putting our heads together.

[Robert West]

"You're welcome to come with us," Rob says to Reaper, "It's going to be a lot of fun."

"...Also we probably need your car."

[Stan Bowen]

Stan smiled, getting up.

"No offense, Reaper. We have appreciated your keeping us safe."

[Daniel Uriel]

"Sorry," Daniel said, standing up, suddenly angry as he glared at Taleisin, globes of golden flame whirling around his hand. "Didn't quite catch that, what did you just say?"

[Will Stanton]

"Rachel," Will asked. "Do you think this is safe? You know more about, well, now than we do."

[Taliesin]

"I said sit your ass down or you're going to get shot again. You have no idea what you're dealing with out there."

[Reaper]

Reaper shrugged "There isn't any 'safe'. Not anymore." she replied "But there are degrees of stupid. And this is 'pretty fucking' on that scale."

[MsChif]

MsChif looks at everyone at the table, and in an irritated tone. "You do realize I make this trip every week, right? I have more information about patrols in this sector than all of you combined. I can get us there, without a problem..." Her eyes completely flaring up into the spirals.

[Will Stanton]

"Compared to going to, say, Tir na Nog, which may or may not exist?"
God, is Dan an ass... he thought, quite possibly mindspoken towards Rachel and/or Sara.

[Anarchy]

Anarchy stood up, walked over to Stan, whispered something in his ear, and then walked back to her seat.

[Stan Bowen]

He nodded, sighing.

"Daniel, please settle down. We need everyone on board right now." Stan said, firmly.

"MsChif, that is why we need you. You know the way."

[Robert West]

"It's heartening to see that even in the future there are still people acting like children," Rob says happily.

[Dead End]

There was a sound approximating a bronx cheer projecting over the radio, before it cut off after a few seconds.

"Gah. Keep it moving, people!"

[Will Stanton]

"Dan," Will whispered, harshly. "Complain all you want about getting your own ass shot, but leave me out of this."

[Daniel Uriel]

Daniel looked back mutinously at Stan, then sat back down heavily, marble-sized balls of power still spinning through his fingers. Smug asshole, he thought, glaring at Taliesin. "Don't blame me that you grow up to be such a fucking prick," he hissed back at Will.

[Stan Bowen]

"I Think we are just about as ready as we can be.. We shouldn't waste any more time."

Stan got up, stretching a little.

"MsChif, please lead on."

[Will Stanton]

Acolytes.

"Alright, Sara, let's get going."

[MsChif]

MsChif nodded and stood up, heading toward the exit. Anarchy following behind her.

[Felana]

Steph kept her mouth shut, though her hackles were raised by the confrontation between Daniel, Reaper and Tallesin. She gave the latter glares as she gently tugged on his sleeve to sit him back down, and when she noticed Daniel still angrily juggling motes of energy in his hand, leaned in close to him and whispered, "They're assholes, but they generally are looking out for everyone...just relax...Valentine's a horrendous bitch, but she's the best chance you have of getting home, and we can't fight on the way there."

Steph leaned back from Daniel, giving his arm one last sympathetic squeeze before her eyes went amber and she swiftly shifted back to her werewolf form.

[Reaper]

I hope this doesn't turn out like last time. Reaper mindspoke to Ms.Chif

[Rick Ferguson]

Rick normally would roll his eyes at Daniel doing something stupid, but he really thought that Taliesin's comment was pretty fucking low. He got up and left with the others, his lips drawn in a hard line.