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Mavaria was still waiting and watching the cult members as Holster set out on their path to try and help the hostages. Mavaria had learned of their discovery of the epidermal implants as soon as Kipper had started to try and find it. The plan for the experimental vermin was going better than she could have expected.

While Holster and Kipper were asleep back in the lab they implants had been put in. She had wanted to know how long it take them to find out they had the implants, if they ever did. She would have, of course, offered subtle clues. But they seem to have just found the implants anyway. To exercise some small amount of control she had made their implants patched in to her own. It would robably take them a while to realize this. And even if the did realize it there was nothing they could do about it so it didn’t really matter.

In front of her was the crowd of hostages and an even larger crowd of cult members all dressed in identical trench coats and almost all of them holding some kind of weapon. At the head of the crowd was a man in his 30s, at least that was what Mavaria’s eyes told her anyway she could be wrong, and he was giving a speech to the crowd. He, Marvaria could only assume, was the cult leader.

The leader was talking about taking back this and striking out at that in a very self-agrandizing sort of way. It was all non-sense to Mavaria as such things never really interested her.

This, she decided, was going to be a largely recon mission to learn what the plans were. As the cult leader neared the end of his speech he started to raise the pitch of his voice while raising his hand. The crowd responded in kind by raising their arms and cheering in response. These action were quite fascinating to Mavaria. Was it some kind of mind control? Or was the crwod just drawn in by the this lone figure? Perhaps there were on some sort of chemical subversion. This was all of only a mild interest to mavaria. These were vermin after all. Sheep. Vermin.

Finally, after way to long in Mavaria’s mind, the leader brought up a easil with a large piece of paper showing some bullet points. He outlined what the were about to do step by step. He turned the page and showed a big map of a building. The map was actually a set of blue prints. Mavaria didn’t know that term, but would have used it had she been aware of it.

The blue prints outlined an entry into the building, hostages in tow, followed by an ellaborate charade of some sort. This was where the, the leader said, a key portion of the plan was going to unfold. The most important part of the whole plan in fact.

Mavaria had been tought from birth to develop a photo graphic memory. She was taking in every one of the words and all the details of the pages on the easil. She could recite very word and re-produce every detail of the whole plan. She had momentarily forgetton herself and was listening for the final details of the plan.

Just then a noise was heard from the back of the room. Not a very loud noise but just enough it grabbed weveryone’s attention away fro what the leader was saying for a moment. It sounded kind of like someon had knocked a plike of cans or something similar over. A few of the armed clut members ran in that direct to investigate and returned seconds later. They made some hand jestures at the leader.

The leader’s facial expression changed slightly but only rutrned a hand jesture. In response the cult members returned to where they had started. The leader continued what he was saying before about the master plan.

They would break into the building through the floor and and bring the hostages with them. Once verything was in place they would try and break into the something, purposefully setting off an laram and alertying the authorities. When the authorities arrived they would pretend the hostages were from that building and had been taken earlier.

While all this was going on antoher team of cultiests weould be setting up cameras and different devices around the city to aid them in the rest of the plan. For security sake he said wasn’t going to go into details about the second party of the plan. Although what security easures were rally necessary down here in a secret under ground layer she had no idea of what so ever. She was sure she was the only expert observer and that she had not been detected. Perahps the hostages were seen as an uknown variable.

The plan would start in a couple hours so the crowd was dismissed to make the necessary preperations for the big night.

As the crowd disperssed the hostages were gathered up and taken through a far entrance into what looked like a distant room. Mavaria assumed this was some kind of holding area for the hostages. She started to wonder how long it had been for the hostages and whether or not they had been given anything to eat at all. The thought of think of their health sickened her, of course, but it was a valid qeustion.

The time was starting to arrive. She had lnaned to rescue the hostages and that was what she was still planning on doing.

The meeting room was almost empty now which made this a perfect time to try an get into the room with the hostages.

She was about the make her move when she felt a tap on her should. Startled, she turned around to realize Kipper was standing directly behind her. She didn’t know how he had managed to sneak up on her undetected by her like that. She was a far superior being than after all. The concept that it was even possible for such an act seemed unlikely. And there he was. Of cours, of equal question was how Kipper had suck passed the cult emember’s guards as well. This question never crossed mavari’s mind seeing as though she had never gotten passed the first bit of him sneaking up on her.

Mavaria started to ask the question but was stopped by a jesture. He only indicated with a series of vaguely sign language like gestures that there were several cult member sentries aaround and that shey shouldn’t talk here. Still border line impressed with his feat she only agreed with him by nodding.

Kipper then gestured for her to follow back out the entrance where they could talk further.

Kipper lead, Marvaria following behind in her own way. Kipper was quit skilled in getting throug the narrow cave tunnel entrance back to where the tunnel met with the subway tunnel.

As soon as the two of them were safely outside of the door in the subway tunnel and out of ear shot Mavaria only looked at Kipper as if to ask “can I talk now?” to which Kipper only nodded.

Mavaria started to speak but before she could get a syllable out Kipper only tapped a side of his head several times in series causing Mavaria’s eyes to roll up into her head and then collapse.  ¶ 9:23 AM