I ran into Alexandra and Flint last night out in the park. I guess Mouse has turned him loose. He did seem a lot more stable than he was before. Here's hoping that that sticks. We got to talking and then Carmen and then Charley showed up, so it was a veritable city hall meeting of sorts.
Man, I feel weird talking to kids. But at least Flint seems like he has two brain cells to bang together. It's damn hard getting around his speech impediment, though. I find myself constantly tempted to bypass his speech and look at what he's mentally attempting to communicate.
Amongst all the discussions we had, I kicked around the idea of creating a shell company, using it to acquire and register a company vehicle (cargo delivery van), and implement a hotline for a van pickup at the Glass Walker's safehouse. That way the vehicle, if it's ever used in some situation that's illegal or questionable, can be burned or abandoned or whatnot and it leads back to a fictitious company that doesn't exist at a fake address with no ties to anyone. That saves kin and garou from doing something risky with their own registered vehicles where it might come back to haunt them or bring the police banging on doors. I've watched the SCPD's forensic accountants pull their hair out over this kind of thing in the past when we had some mob-related stuff come through.
Here's how it'll work.
I'll register a company in Delaware (easiest/fastest/cheapest state to do so).
I'll use my private investigator's license to access the local DMV records. Using the DMV database, I'll do some crunching and figure out the most common make, model, and color of registered cargo vans in the city.
Once VisionAir LLC is created and registered as a legal entity, I'll pay cash for the most common kind of cargo van in the area and use a little Mind magic so that the seller doesn't pay any attention to or remember my face or voice. The van gets registered online as a company delivery vehicle under VisionAir's ownership.
Blank magnetic signs get ordered through the shell company and delivered to the address of a foreclosed home--where they're picked up discretely in the night.
The van's interior will be gutted (save for the front two seats) and the back interior will be coated with truck bed liner, making it easy to hose out. Two sets of magnetic signs for local companies with delivery services will be placed inside, ready for use if desired. I figure one restaurant (like a pizza or chinese food delivery) and one service industry (plumbing, electrical work, exterminator, AAA locks) so a convenient cover story can be made--and changed--quickly.
A set of designated wall phones will be installed on each floor of the tenement--all with the same number. Someone calls and all the phones--with a special ringtone--go off through the entire building. This number is then shared with all the garou in the area.
Keys to the van will be placed on a hook next to each phone. A "Van Use Checklist" will also be posted so people know what to do before, during, and after the van gets used. Anyone can use the van, but it should only be for emergencies--like a cubnapping or evacuating injured garou from a scene.
After each use, the van's interior is to be misted with a strong bleach mixture. That helps to get rid of any DNA/fingerprint evidence from past users, so if a future use results in the van getting impounded by police, the police don't come knocking on the wrong people's doors.
I ran this up the flagpole with Mouse and she seemed to think it was an excellent idea--and approved the use of Walker funds to pay for it. I think I can have this up and running in the next 3-5 weeks.
I also threw out a proposal to Baukhain that I'd consider pooling resources with her to rent about 100 acres of hunting land out near KC on a month-to-month basis. We'd each get an RV or trailer (already got my Winnebago), designate 9 acres (3x3 acre square with the campsite in the middle) as being "private" for each of us, and then have 82 "communally shared" acres. That gives us both ample privacy. And someone not too far away if help is needed or, heck, if we're feeling social.
There's another possibility. I could go figure out who's renting the cabin I used to have, do a little dreamwalking to figure out what their fears/dislikes are, then make the house really unpleasant for them to live in--basically run them out. That seems mean, but it really was a good spot.
Man, I feel weird talking to kids. But at least Flint seems like he has two brain cells to bang together. It's damn hard getting around his speech impediment, though. I find myself constantly tempted to bypass his speech and look at what he's mentally attempting to communicate.
Amongst all the discussions we had, I kicked around the idea of creating a shell company, using it to acquire and register a company vehicle (cargo delivery van), and implement a hotline for a van pickup at the Glass Walker's safehouse. That way the vehicle, if it's ever used in some situation that's illegal or questionable, can be burned or abandoned or whatnot and it leads back to a fictitious company that doesn't exist at a fake address with no ties to anyone. That saves kin and garou from doing something risky with their own registered vehicles where it might come back to haunt them or bring the police banging on doors. I've watched the SCPD's forensic accountants pull their hair out over this kind of thing in the past when we had some mob-related stuff come through.
Here's how it'll work.
I'll register a company in Delaware (easiest/fastest/cheapest state to do so).
I'll use my private investigator's license to access the local DMV records. Using the DMV database, I'll do some crunching and figure out the most common make, model, and color of registered cargo vans in the city.
Once VisionAir LLC is created and registered as a legal entity, I'll pay cash for the most common kind of cargo van in the area and use a little Mind magic so that the seller doesn't pay any attention to or remember my face or voice. The van gets registered online as a company delivery vehicle under VisionAir's ownership.
Blank magnetic signs get ordered through the shell company and delivered to the address of a foreclosed home--where they're picked up discretely in the night.
The van's interior will be gutted (save for the front two seats) and the back interior will be coated with truck bed liner, making it easy to hose out. Two sets of magnetic signs for local companies with delivery services will be placed inside, ready for use if desired. I figure one restaurant (like a pizza or chinese food delivery) and one service industry (plumbing, electrical work, exterminator, AAA locks) so a convenient cover story can be made--and changed--quickly.
A set of designated wall phones will be installed on each floor of the tenement--all with the same number. Someone calls and all the phones--with a special ringtone--go off through the entire building. This number is then shared with all the garou in the area.
Keys to the van will be placed on a hook next to each phone. A "Van Use Checklist" will also be posted so people know what to do before, during, and after the van gets used. Anyone can use the van, but it should only be for emergencies--like a cubnapping or evacuating injured garou from a scene.
After each use, the van's interior is to be misted with a strong bleach mixture. That helps to get rid of any DNA/fingerprint evidence from past users, so if a future use results in the van getting impounded by police, the police don't come knocking on the wrong people's doors.
I ran this up the flagpole with Mouse and she seemed to think it was an excellent idea--and approved the use of Walker funds to pay for it. I think I can have this up and running in the next 3-5 weeks.
I also threw out a proposal to Baukhain that I'd consider pooling resources with her to rent about 100 acres of hunting land out near KC on a month-to-month basis. We'd each get an RV or trailer (already got my Winnebago), designate 9 acres (3x3 acre square with the campsite in the middle) as being "private" for each of us, and then have 82 "communally shared" acres. That gives us both ample privacy. And someone not too far away if help is needed or, heck, if we're feeling social.
There's another possibility. I could go figure out who's renting the cabin I used to have, do a little dreamwalking to figure out what their fears/dislikes are, then make the house really unpleasant for them to live in--basically run them out. That seems mean, but it really was a good spot.