Ace listens attentively to Leeson, absorbing every word like a kid listening to Santa tell a story about the North Pole.
Nodding in spots to acknowledge & agree with some bits, grunting & shaking the head to give sympathy at the sad parts, & generally radiating an air that he's empathizing with Leeson's concern for both his turf & the woman he cares for.
Huffing out a long, low sigh up past his nose, Ace looks right into Leeson's eyes & says: "All it takes for Evil to win is for Good Men to do nothing. I'll do what I can to help find Miss Garcia for you..."
A slow, wolfish, toothy grin spreads across his face & his eyes narrow in predatory slits as he finishes: "And I'll kick Reggie's a3 as the icing on that cake."
At Tiny's message Ace perks up like a Terrier catching a tasty scent, eyes going wide & head moving as if to better sense the trail.
He looks down at his decoy as if it's the source of his heightened awareness, silently radioing back via his internal on an encrypted "Group to All" channel: "Primary. Three. Roger. Out."
Looking back up to Leeson & briefly waggling the decoy he says aloud: "Reggie's inbound but late. We should get moving to a better perch from which to pounce."
At Block's request for such a better place to perch upon, Ace jabs a thumb & nods enthusiasticly, chortling "What HE said!"
Smiling he playfully bops Block on the shoulder to show there's no hard feelings, and goes back to paying attention to the conversation.
At X's inbound wondering where we are, Ace pops up quickly to take a panoramic of the street below, thus providing the vantage point to prove their perch.
He lowers his decoy ComLink, examines the image to make sure it's clear enough, & sends it back via the encrypted "Group to All" link in his head.
"One. Three. Look up. Out."
Satisfied that it should let their comrade know where to look for us, Ace raises to squat on his haunches preparing to get moving.
((OOC: Damn I wish I had a laser pointer! I'd shine it down on the sidewalk at X's feet & try to use it to get X to follow it over to our building. "Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty. Here Kitty!" LOL!))
As Block explains his plan to fly them over, Ace starts grinning like an absolute boob.
"Now I *really* need to invest in a SuperHero costume, complete with tights, mask, & cape!"
He pantomimes a SuperMan flight pose & chortles "Whooosh!" like a kid released into a toy store.
Looking about over the parapet again, Ace tries to examine the buildings in the direction of the Park for a suitable vantage point.
Not knowing the territory as well as Leeson, Ace nods at Block's inquiry as to the best perch that won't be tresspassing on anyone else's turf.
Muttering mostly to himself Ace snorts: "I'd probably catch 'em in the can & get shot for literally scaring the s4 out of 'em."
Once Block takes them to the air, Ace settles down & gets serious again, using his senses & those of his ComLinks to scan anything, everything, anywhere, & everywhere.
Recording it all for later, he tries to take in as much data as possible lest some tiny bit of it proves the deciding factor at some later point.
((Perception: 5, 1, 6, 3, 5, 3, 5, 3, 5.))
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