OOC: OK, guess Tyler decided not to call Regulus.
Rexus needs to get on so that Regulus and Viktor can have their meeting in Colorado.
Gosh, we're going to
destroy this place, aren't we?
-==IC: Regulus==-
Regulus stepped off the plane, the rest of his team deploying behind him, with Jarvis following at a safe distance. They could have easily taken out these obnoxious American transit security personnel, but his credentials remedied the situation without the need for bloodshed. Contrary to popular belief within the circles that thought they knew him, Regulus wasn't a particular fan of violence; while he by no means shied away from it if it was the most effective means to an end, he certainly did not seek it out. Bodies were difficult to properly dispose of, and even when the job was done correctly, pesky forensics investigators had an annoying habit of picking up on the smallest details. He admired them--many of his best hires used to work in CSI units--but he had to be very careful to keep them out of the way. He added "convenient human remains disposal" to his mental list of side projects, though considering that several of his predecessors had faced the same problem and lacked the spare time to remedy it he did not hold out much hope that this host would live long enough to solve that problem, either.
Reaching the specially-constructed, armored and secrety armed car, he stepped inside the back and allowed his team's second-in-command to enter the driver's seat. Looking over, he watched as Jarvis and the team commander, respectively, entered the other two similarly-equipped vehicles in the cavalcade--no sense losing
all of the top personnel if one vehicle was hit and somehow damaged or destroyed. Sitting back, he relaxed as he awaited the procession's arrival at the rondezvous point.
