Animorphs: Mercenaries (new members are welcome)

[Faerie Larka]

Alexandria jumped, and nearly stabbed Law.  "Yeah, that'd be great.  We need to hide this one before the convoy gets here.  Otherwise my cover will be blown."

[Blocky97]

Alexandria's plan worked, he fell

[Faerie Larka]

Alexandria let out a sigh of relief.  "Alright, I'll grab his arms, you grab his feet.  We'll try to hide him...somewhere."  This job was way more complicated than she had expected.  At least she was prepared.

[Galladerotom]

Ivan
He quickly ran over to them "What went on here and what is that thing?" he said. He was not in the mood for disturbances right now. He called it pre-mission angst.
"Resident andalite do you know what this thing is. I know this is your first mission but make yourself useful." Ivan was careful to use as much litteralism as possible due to the fact he was talking to a culturaly unaware andalite.

[Faerie Larka]

Alexandria turned to Ivan.  "This idiot here nearly ruined this.  And you're about to as well.  This threat has been taken care of.  Our darlings at the mafia will be arriving soon, and I'm not explaining you all.  So, if you don't mind, take the unconscious man, and all of you get.  Away.  From.  Here.  Once we deal with this mission, we will figure out how the rest of this happened."

[Crimea River]

((OOC: Sorry for not posting in so long, the confusion and Blocky's RPing (no offense) was bugging me)).

Jamilan twitched; he didn't like being insulted by a human.  <It looks like something the Arn created,> he replied.  <A beast of the Hork-Bajir world.>

[Brad the Brit]

Law pulled a plastic from a pouch at his waist and fixed the unconscious things hands behind its back. He then took another one and wrapped it around its feet. He then dragged its unconscious body away from the DZ(dropzone) and rolled it into a ditch. "Sorted now i suggest we take our positions before they get here". He glanced down at his SatNav now fixed into position on his belt. "In ooh about 30 seconds time!!"

[Faerie Larka]

Alexandria swore.  "Alright, let's see if I can salvage what's left of this mission."  She resumed her place, ready to accept the convoy.

[Galladerotom]

Ivan
He still looked at the unconscious specimen. He began to return to his station. As walked however something went through his mind: the Arn didn't have morphing technology and if it was actually a human then... "Alright all of you our priority is not knocking these guys out. Change of plan get the exchanged item. Understand do what ever it takes. Now if we do this right we might just get a bigger reward than we expected." he radioed to all of them.

Almost simultaneously two vans rolled up. Members of each of the parties came out and greeted each other. Then Ivan noticed something on of the people was hanging back from the greeting proceedings. A thirteen year old boy...

[Faerie Larka]

Alexandria kept her expression blank when she heard her new mission.  Such a shame.  She wouldn't have minded taking out these people, but no matter.  She walked up with a smile, and shook hands with the new players to her game.  "Hello.  Pleasure to make your acquaintance.  Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to get down to business."

[Crimea River]

Jamilan felt a little awkward, shaking hands, but knew it to be a human custom.  It hurt his arm a little; Andalite hands are weaker than human ones.  <Aristh Jamilan-Hantofar-Chulain,> he introduced himself.  Then, he walked up to...whatever the thing was.  He put his hand upon it, and focused on it.  He wasn't sure whether he'd acquired it or not.  He turned, and ran back to the others.

[Galladerotom]

"Hey who the crap are you guys. Get Them!" said one of the men.

[Faerie Larka]

"I beg your pardon, but we made a deal.  Aren't you both involved?"  Hopefully Alexandria could make this work.  If the two groups thought they had been double crossed, she could cause confusion and get the product.  Perfect.

[Chatvert]

Well, at least that was over with. Zed returned her attention to the two vans that had rolled up. She took a swig from her bottle of vodka - actually water - and hung back to watch the proceedings. Let Alexandria put herself in the line of fire - if the targets got suspicious, she'd be first to fall. The Dracon felt heavy, tucked into the waistband of her pants. She was ready to use it.

[Galladerotom]

The thirteen year old boy was not amused he looked at Alexandra and Jamilian. "What are your names."