This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race. Who: Alyssa Higurashi oneshot & Industrial Warfare showandtell; Open to Guns righttobeararms What: An undercover Alyssa hosts an arms deal for the Asian crime syndicates, ironically provided by an infamous duo. Where: San Francisco, CA When: Sunday, late evening Warnings: Language - R
Timing was the key in everything.
Operations, meetings, competitions, and even in moments of life that counted.
It took approximately five and a half hours for the American Airlines plane to fly from Washington, DC to San Francisco, CA. Then close to one hour for a taxi to reach an abandoned warehouse lot, the address only known to two gods, one of them still on the opposite side of the country. But in two hours time, when an array of the best advanced arms were finished being loaded into three small cases, then into a black Land Rover parked in the back of the lot, a brief call to a travel agency would change the placement soon enough.
Then the wait of eight hours began and ended with spent, empty cartridges in between as one Viktor Vorkapic tried out the merchandise himself. A brief note with an address pinned to the table with a slim butterfly knife for a late-comer, the man left without incident.
Eighteen hours later, after the flight from DC to CA, the man reached his final destination.