Sable lies down on the massage table, as Augusto begins working on her back and shoulders. She half-turns to Lorna.

"Go ahead."

Augusto begins working on her shoulders and back as Lorna checks her PDA.

"Before I speak of ze jobs that can wait, Frauline Sable, I vanted to appraise you of a job zat is very time sensitive," Lorna tells her. "Reports zat Watchdog terrorists haf taken a group of hostages on ze cruise liner 'Pink Princess.' Zey are threatening to begin executing all zeir hostages unless zeir demands are met. Ze ship iz off ze coast of Florida."

Sable nods. "Dispatch the DC-branch of the Wild Pack immediately. I will be joining them as soon as this briefing is complete."

"Vith all due resepect, Frauline Sable, I suspect that your abilities may be required elsevere," Lorna tells her. "Paladin could make ze trip very quickly from New York, if we paid his expenses..."

"And why would we want to do that?" Sable asks.

Lorna opens a new file on her PDA. "Ve recieved an encoded communique from ze German government," she tells her, displaying the PDA file's information on one of the many computer monitors in front of Sable's massage table. "Zey haf need of a skilled mercenary to recover stolen filez."

Sable reads the information that Lorna is calling up. Her eyes widen. "Prep the jet for a flight to DC. There's someone I think I need to see."

Please. I have better taste than that. Mind control lasers? An abandoned church? "Lord Blood Skull"?

Still, I could do worse than having an evil tentacled beast from beyond as a partner.

Consider this Symkarian soil on the internet.

If either I or my Wild Pack may be of service, please let me know. We are available for hire... for the right price, of course.