Montreal
Reinhardt took out what looked like a futuristic phone from his pocket, inputting a message to Brigette. New mission. Johannesburg. Have to leave now. I have transport.
The response came instantly. Just when I sat down... I'll fix up the van and meet you there. Careful with the armour, ok?
With a scowl, Zev said, [color=660099]"There's nothing disgusting about it, and I don't have any diseases. If anything, I should be worried about catching some weird cat diseases from you."[/color]
"You'll starve if you don't eat in twelve hours?" - Ella asked, with some disbelief. "It might not be the best idea if you come along then, having less blood is a bad idea during physical excretion, which might be necessary. And Johannesburg will soon be evacuated, leaving only soldiers and those too wounded to move in the city."
[color=660099]"I won't starve, but I haven't eaten since last night. I don't know about you, but I tend to eat daily."[/color] Zev replied. [color=660099]"And the good fortune might help me out quite a bit."[/color]
Ella glanced over at Faa heading into the transport, and said; "The prince has the right idea, it is time to go. There's not much food on-board, but there are some rations." - With that, she walked into the Skyranger that wasn't filled by a dragon. The medic looked over at Zev and asked; "How much blood do you need?"
Sarah would follow Ella into the other skyranger. She had said she wanted to do backup, and getting into the same Skyranger as the one she had aggressively spoken to also did not seem the best idea.
Montreal
Reinhardt also got on the transport, probably barely fitting on it, and dragging his armour case along with him. He looked to Ella. "When we land, I will need a minute to suit up. Unless there's room on the plane?"
Reinhardt would perhaps find the Skyranger somewhat cramped, but not too bad. Ella glanced over at him and said; "What you see is what you get. This thing might not look it, but it can fly really long journeys."
The medic hummed, then said; "I could draw about a pint of blood from one of my fellow officers here, and use my magic to help him recover from it. The necessary equipment is available in the Skyranger."
Montreal
Faa was initially dissapointed and a little insulted when no one was in the same transport as him. Then he realised it would be impossible to comfortably fit people around him. Content with that he maneges to curl up and have his tail wrap around him.
After a few minutes of checks and such the transports would depart.
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