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Addy had made a ton of list for Elani, even taped them to his desk for when she got back. One list of the countries and people representing them, for the booths and who was making them, one for musicians and entertainers to help with the people that were frankly unable to be even remotely entertaining.

Like Fin.

Not that Fin knew there was going to be a lot of entertaining going on to earn his coffee, but Addy didn't figure that was a much needed detail. At least not at the moment. But his lists went on- foods, supplies, time tables. On and on and on.

But that aside, he also had his plan to bug the Arcana Embassy- which had been put on hold because Elisha skipped town (not burning out his arse), Tegan was doing whatever Jacks did, And Avery was....whatever.

He hadn't found anyone willing to be distracting, yet. So that left him with simply sneaking in, which was not going to be easy- except where they never locked doors apparently. Which made no sense to him, but it wasn't his Castle. So why did it matter? Aside from feeling utterly like a trap waiting to be sprung on the unsuspecting. It was probably some mad house inside, waiting for the right mind to torture and break before twisting to their own sadistic plans. They were probably creating a sleeper agent of dozen in the basement- there had been some cases of disappearing twos after all. What where the chances they all ran off deck at the same time?

Exactly.

Frowning, Addy packed his backpack with all the gear he needed- and headed outside. Before he decided to break into the damn Embassy he was going to get as much information on that he could from the outside.

And try not to stand out in the process. It wasn't like tourist were common place, but maybe if he just looked....bored enough they wouldn't think anything of it, right?

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Or maybe a newly named Spade emissary would wander over with turnovers - rainbow cake was the perfect Christophe present, but she had too much going on this week to bake six cakes of various colors - and come up behind Addy.

"Did the Clubs assign a new emissary, too?"

Except, Mr. Addison, she remembered when you were basically living out of Victor's office, and she...sort of doubted that.

Why did people always want to talk to you when you were looking....something other than busy, but not interested in company? It baffled him.

"No," he said, turning to look at Zoe a bit skeptically. "Just out for a walk."

It was because usually if you were something other than busy but not interested in company, then you were probably not exactly up to any good. But maybe that was up for any good.

As it was, she just tipped her head up to look at the spires and then back at Addy. Uh-huh. "They tend to come out and investigate. I tried building inspector once, but it didn't really fly."

"There isn't a sign posted saying I cannot walk here." He said with a frown, before looking at Zoe skeptically.

"Maybe it was because you're a Spade." Because clearly that made her untrustworthy at the core of things. People could sense that.

She raised her eyebrows back at him, tucking the box under her arms. "I'm sure that must be it," she said placidly. "The Arcana must have exactly the same prejudices as you. What do you think their excuse with Sandy was?"

"...Sorry," he said after a moment, staring at her before he looked off at the castle. "Tigers can't change their stripes though. Bet they wouldn't trust me either, really." What with his Jack having been murdered and stolen- hard to trust a club.

"Its okay though. I don't trust'm either. So we're on equal ground there."

With that argument, Zoe would still have Heart-stripes, whatever those were. But Addy had apologized, so she shrugged, tipping her head back with a smile.

"Pretending to trust them can be pretty useful, though," she said.

"Maybe. But I'm not so good at that one." Addy's distrust of the world was a bit of an open book these days.

Getting better, but still.

"Your boyfriend lets you come do this?"

Zoe just shrugged at that. It worked from her, she doubted it worked for Sophie that much. And she was going to probably have to drag Blythe over personally.

But there were probably worse diplomatic partners. Oliver, for example.

"He doesn't like it," she said. "But it's difficult to argue with orders from the Ace." Although she was sure Victor could manage it. "And he lets me make my own decisions."

"Can't be all that safe. Don't blame him." Though it was interesting to note. Addy wondered if Elisha would let Hadyn wander into something potentially dangerous with as much ease as his friend let Zoe.

Which was really weird to think that the Spade was less controlling.

"What are you taking them?"

"I haven't gotten injured yet." Although the last visit had been somewhat...upsetting, honestly. She hadn't been happy when she got official emissary duties after that one. But there was no point in complaining about it.

So she just opened the box. "Homemade apple turnovers. Want one?" Aunt Maggie had drilled it into her - oh, years ago - that one of the best ways to get someone to lower their guard was to look harmless, and that one of the best ways was to come bearing homemade baked things. Who suspected the girl with the muffins, after all?

Well, turnovers, but the point stands.

"Yet." He repeated, with a side glance to the castle. As for her offer of food, he only shook his head. Even if it wouldn't have ruined his figure, it wasn't really his thing to eat like that one a mission. It was distracting.

"What's the best way to get in there without notice?"

"Yet," Zoe agreed, shutting the box and glancing back at the embassy. "Without notice? It's not easy." And she usually went through the front door, where she was met by...someone. Usually Gustave.

"There are side entrances," she says. "It's still no guarantee that you won't be seen, because they have servants...but it's a little less likely that the Magician will be standing there giving you a curious look." But not impossible. By any means.

"If you wait until I'm inside, they might be a little more distracted?"

"Worth a shot I guess." He was the least he could attempt, anyway. "You going right now?" Because if so, he needed to rearrange his bag a little. You know- make things easier to get to on the fly.

Zoe nods. "That was the plan," she said. She'd probably already be inside if she hadn't seen Addy wandering along the edge. "Unless you need time?"

"Yeah..." Pardon him while he squats down and resorts his pack for a quick moment. When he stood again it was with the surety of a combatant about to walk into a war zone.

"Lets go."

Zoe straightened and smoothed back her hair before nodding at the twin unobtrusive doors on the side of the embassy. "The left one's the kitchen," she said, and then turned to head towards the front entrance. But she looked over her shoulder once more.

"Good luck."

Ideally, after all, they wouldn't be seeing each other once inside.

They possibly wouldn't. Danielle on the other hand. She clears her throat loudly a few seconds before she appears next to his side. None of that patent Tung Suddenly There approach. That wouldn't be good for either of them. She looks like she's about to go through her regular work schedule with her tailored business outfit and her tap-tap-tapping away on that Blackberry of her.

Except she isn't. Instead she's heading toward the Arcana Embassy with Lucas as if it was everyday she does this.

"Milady Jack Avery has asked me to accompany you during your visit at the embassy," she said at last. She looks up at him to give brief eye contact before looking back down at the cellphone. "She said you were attempting to have a Diamond be brought along and she assigned me. If this is a problem then I do apologize but this is an order I'll accomplish."

There were just some things someone didn't do around a man who was jumpy. Appearing out of no where was one of those things, as he nearly pulled a knife on her before she got a word out. Nearly.

He was getting better.

"...That doesn't even make sense," he protested, stopping in his steps to stare at Danielle suspiciously. "She said no- so why would you be here?"

She tried to announce her appearance before coming to his side. Shouldn't there be effort points on that? Maybe she should consider the Nearly-Pulled-Out-A-Knife-But-Didn't as said points.

"After careful consideration some time after your conversation with her, she decided to retract her earlier decision and agreed to it. Sending me in the process." She stops walking as well and continues to type away a message. Possibly to one of the members of IM about some scheduling conflicts. Or just a hello to her parents. "If you wish to -- We can head all the way back to the Diamond Castle, make an appointment with the busy Milady Jack Avery and wait for confirmation about my claims when we are allowed to see her at last."

"...No." He said, staring at her still. "But I don't want you." In so many ways. But Avery changing her mind about things had never once, not once, in their years together- gone well for him. Everytime she just up and changed her mind about things- well....things that were less than grand happened.

Like camping. The Camping was fine, actually, the whole 'we aren't going to have sex' and then leaving the condoms at home that turned into 'lets have sex, oh you forgot the condoms? I'll just torture you'.....

Yeah. Not the best example, maybe, but the only one that came to mind at the moment. Well- aside from the 'I care about you' but 'I don't love you', mess. Yeah. Worked out great- the whole womanly, flip-flop mindset.

"You can go home."

Avery changing her mind might not be the best thing for him but it was an interesting thing for Danielle. This was an opportunity to see the rather infamous Arcana in action and possibly confirm some of the theories that she had been brewing since researching the Tarot Deck on the internet and books they had on the subject.

"Those are the orders I've been given and those are the orders that I'll accomplish, Sir Eight." Her voice holds no argument or an invitation of such. The Look she gives him and her staying in the same spot until he moves indicates that clear as day. "I'll return back to my original duties when your duties of today are completed."

Which he should be getting to right away if he wants her out of his hair. Until then she's going to be hisoh-so lively company. Isn't that wonderful?

"Then I'll just go home." Because he wasn't going to be followed around by some pin-up girl of a Diamond. This was a war zone, in his mind, and not the place for something.....akin to a babysitter.

"Unless you plan to follow me around all day too."

She was an efficient pin-up girl of a Diamond and one shouldn't be forgetting that. His threat doesn't leave her pause and she instead only looks up to give him a 'Oh, really now' look before looking back down.

"So you're willing to abandon your own set of orders simply because you've hit a minor difficulty?" Alright. She'll take note of that in this little report of hers she's writing up for Avery to see later. "And to answer your question: Yes. I'll be following you all day and possibly every day until you do your assigned task. I was never given a deadline to this after all and simply been instructed to see this through."

It would be a waste of a distraction if he didn't go. The girl, Zoe, was eating their attention up- and well. Damnit.

"No. But I don't have time to babysit you." He said with a grump. "You're not dressed properly, and you'll just endanger the whole goal."

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