The Foundation (IC)

[Kheldarson]

Loren blinks and then growls at the paper before beginning to search the room. Y'know. Just in case.

[KabeRinnaul]

Lochdubh, Scotland (Tyger)
The younger one looks confused by his statement, but the older sighs. "Kyle, make sure to let 4th know that their maps are outdated again. Shouldn't have been any of their activity around here." The younger nods and keys something into a device that seems to be a modified cellphone. He turns back to Josiah. "Actually, we weren't entirely certain what the extent of your abilities are. We just had a look at your records and saw a number of interesting things. Either way, we have no plans to drag your off. This is just a job offer."

Black's Team
As the team head out, they're met by a FEND employee who directs them to some rooms upstairs and points them towards the elevators. When they reach the rooms, each new agent finds a note from Black on the door, which reads "And I promise you're not going to be constantly monitored by hidden cameras. Promise. - Mr Black"

Romanza's Team
Romanza glances over at Joey. "Reach down under the seat. There's a case down there with a couple spare pistols and some ammo. You'll both want to be carrying that instead. The rounds are iron. Hobgoblins shrug off anything else."

Cassandra's Team
"Either are possible. I can think of a few things which could cause these sort of effects."

[Dreamstalker]

"Hmm, it sounds like a glamour or charm of some sort. Definitely interesting."

[Chanlin]

Doyle shuffles off out of the room to get some sleep muttering something about not being caught dead in a dress...

[Kheldarson]

"soo....shall we all get a good night sleep? Mr Doyle I look forward to seeing you in a dress."

"Sleep sounds awesome. As does him in a dress. So bright and early then?"

[Jay 2K Winger]

Joey Monfries (Agent Newton) - w/ Romanza's Team

Something about the mention of those "Anomalous Objects" intrigued Joey as Romanza mentioned them. But at the same time, he had a suspicion that-- once they'd tracked down this hob and stopped it-- he'd be put to work learning all he could about them, using his ability.

In any case, as they were en route presumably to the hob's next target, he pulled out his FBI-issued sidearm, making sure the safety was engaged, and ejected the clip, double-checking it, then the breach and slide, making sure the gun wouldn't misfire.

It was best to be prepared.

[Sarlon]

"soo....shall we all get a good night sleep? Mr Doyle I look forward to seeing you in a dress."

[Chanlin]

"I'd say just give me the replacements and let me take care of it at will."

"Aye, it'll be your call lass wedder we make da switch or no."

[Tyg3rW01f]

"Men In Black," Josiah chuckled. Then he looked at the youth. "By the way, young man, you do realize that talisman on your neck isn't so strong as you might think? Even broken, it is still strong enough I can see it, even through your clothing. Still, its energy-type eludes me.
"Oh, don't be shocked. If you're MIB, you came because of my abilities to see strong paranormal energies. So, how are Jay, Kay, and Zed?"
Josiah gave the two a moment to nibble their blueberry scones before he pointed out the window with his cup of tea. "You will both need to offer the Fey a honeyed scone, by the way. You've parked on a mushroom circle. The Fey don't like that; don't be surprised if you have a flat tire or engine trouble, or something of that nature."

[KabeRinnaul]

Lochdubh, Scotland (Tyger)
"None of those. We're an international organization, and don't exactly answer to any governments. It was deemed generally safer that way. The Russians are the only real holdouts left. They handle everything in-house. Doesn't exactly leave us on the best terms, but I'm pretty sure they don't care. As for what we do, we handle items, beings, and events that are too outside the norm for typical responses. The men in black, if you want to think of it that way."

[Tyg3rW01f]

Lochdubh, Scotland
The younger agent, the one who'd been ready to draw outside, looks to his partner as though for approval, likely confirming the older is the senior agent. The older agent nods and places a pistol and what seems to be an ID or building access card on the table. The younger follows suit, but in addition he includes an American military ID.
"Sorry, but my key card is all you get. I was a civilian before the Foundation recruited me, and they disapprove of agents carrying around anything to link ourselves back to them. As to the rest of it, coffee, and I might surprise you," the older of the two explained.

Josiah smiled as he kept his trusty pistol close at hand, but made the coffee, two cups of tea, and placed a plate of skones in the warming closet of his old-fashioned cast-iron stove.
"Surprise me? A civie agent of Her Majesty's SIS?" Josiah chuckled. "Don't underestimate a SEAL. Ever. Your boss, Sir John Sawers, just doesn't take a hint, does he? Last time he asked me to join the "Double-Oh's" I repeated my previous answer and broke three knuckles on his left jaw." Josiah's demeanor went dark as he picked up the credentials. "Now, as for this... Foundation... of yours, I-"
The soft whistle of his tea-kettle told him things were ready.
"Come into the kitchen, gents. It'll be friendlier in there with the tea, coffee, and skones."
When the younger agent reached for the table, Josiah aimed the pistol again. "Ah-ah. Leave. The weapon. There, young man." When the boy drew back, Josiah cordially gestured into the kitchen.
"I've had too many close calls to let armed personnel remain armed in my home. Now, is this Foundation a part of Her Majesty's SIS, or the US CIA, or the FBI? If not, what is your Foundation's purpose?"

[KabeRinnaul]

Romanza's Team
"No one is ever as bad as Black, and technically they're Anomalous Objects. But don't shut everyone out completely. I might need you again before we're done here."

She gets back out onto the road and keeps heading the same direction, but speeding now. But soon takes a turn towards the Interstate.

[Kheldarson]

"You're as bad as Black with these requests, Romanza." Anybody close to the phone would hear some rapid tapping, with some muttered curses. "You know, it moves faster than anything else available, yet it's still too slow. But I've got a possibility in western Maryland. I'll text you the coordinates. Anything else you need? I'm going to be offline for a bit while I test a new artifact."

[KabeRinnaul]

Romanza's Team
Romanza pulls out a phone and dials. "Research? Can you get Miss Kher for me? I think I need some very quick cross-referencing done."

She's soon repeating Fred's descriptions to the person on the phone, letting him correct her as needed.

"See if there's anything you can come up with there, considering his typical distance between attacks."

[Mytical]

Fred nods. "Two story, ranch style house. Older, made of wood. Mostly white, with black trimming. A porch in the front, complete with one of those old wooden bench swings. It is in a secluded spot, no other houses around. A field clearing, roughly two acres by two acres then surrounded by trees. Grey truck, one of those old fords..type made of metal. Never saw the license though, not even a little of it. One thing that might really help is that it has a tool shed beside it..looks new."

He proceeds to describe the shed, and the objects in the yard in detail. How many windows the house has, the road leading to the house (gravel), and the apparent age of the house.