Shadowrun
Shadowrun Play => Play-by-Post => Topic started by: Chrona on <06-04-11/0947:15>
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The rain isn't letting up as you drive for the Barrens. Silk and Noise drive along easily as does the full sedan. There's a moment where you hear KE sirens, but the Tin Men weren't nearby. You've all collected anything you wanted before heading out though, so you're more confidant.
There's no avoiding the massacre at the club making it to the news but at least you can't be linked.
As the city thins out and buildings become more and more damaged, fire more common and the odd scream, you've hit the Barrens.
You drive carefully to the address, not drawing attention, it's really out there, alone on a large patch of dirt. No wonder, this is Ghoul country now.
The warehouse is bigger than equilibrium, there's a huge hole in one side, looks like its been patched up with sheet metal. Explosives damage based on the singed stone.
The skeletal remains of a stripped APC nearby may explain it.
There is one entrance, a two huge metal doors with a dusty, rusty comm-panel next to it.
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"We have reached our destination. On behalf of Andromeda Airlines, I’d like to thank you for joining me on this trip and we are looking forward to seeing you on board again in the near future. May I remind you not to forget any belongings that wee need to take with us in the car. Have a safe stay!”
These pleasantry lines have really not changed that much in the last century around the world, and Andromeda liked to make fun of them.
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Silk was sitting in the passenger seat of the car. Well... sitting might be the wrong word, her seat had been kicked back as far as it could and she was lying in it so her head barely reached the windows of the small sports car. Her boots were lying on the rubber mat in the legspace and her bare feet resting on the dashboard, toes with perfectly polished pink toenails wriggling freely in the air. She'd been keeping an eye on several news feeds when their car pulled up to the building.
"Still nothing on the 'trix about the events at the club... Think that's a good or a bad sign?"
Looking outside, she didn't very much like the surroundings.
We were first inside last time... Let the others find out the hard way if it's safe to leave the vehicles or not.
She stretched her arms and legs and found they didn't hurt at all, put the seat back into upright position and started slowly putting on her boots.
"How's your leg? Back in the clinic... you didn't get it looked at... don't tell me you were too shy to let Hank touch your legs or something."
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A smirk crosses Still Waters' face as the linguasoft translates Andromeda's flight attendant jibe. "I always enjoy first class. Give me one second and I'll check inside the warehouse."
A mental command sends one watcher back to provide an astral watchdog in Silk and Noise's car, then Still Waters closes his eyes and begins a low-pitched, rhythmic chant as he attempts to extend his vision into the warehouse.
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His vision is met by a very powerful ward, but it seems the owner is allowing his spirits entrance
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More worried about getting fragged together with the others than dying a alone, Little Joe hopped out of the car as soon as it parked and started looking around, her ultrasound pinging the area. "This don't look like the iced creams store, daddy. I thought you said we was getting iced creams?"
Going for perception. Int 5 +2 skill +3 attn coprocessor +3 vis enh +3 actively looking -1 lowlight = 15d6.hits(5) → [3,2,4,4,1,6,4,2,1,5,5,6,4,3,6] = (5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3057853/)
And audio perception Int 5 +2 skill +2 specialization +3 attn coprocessor +3 audio enh +3 actively looking = 18d6.hits(5) → [5,6,2,1,3,1,1,3,6,5,4,6,4,4,5,2,2,5] = (7) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3057855/)
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Going for perception. Int 5 +2 skill +3 attn coprocessor +3 vis enh +3 actively looking -1 lowlight = 15d6.hits(5) → [3,2,4,4,1,6,4,2,1,5,5,6,4,3,6] = (5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3057853/)
And audio perception Int 5 +2 skill +2 specialization +3 attn coprocessor +3 audio enh +3 actively looking = 18d6.hits(5) → [5,6,2,1,3,1,1,3,6,5,4,6,4,4,5,2,2,5] = (7) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3057855/)
The area around seems normal, in barrens terms. It's maybe a little too quiet for a ghoul area but this isn't deep in a feral area.
The APC skeleton has a good couple years of rust on it.
Your Ultrasound isn't penetrating the warehouse, it's not jamming though.
Hardware (1) or another viable skill/knowledge skill like Physics, etc. Anyone can roll if LJ tells them
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<@team: I can't resolve anything in the warehouse with ultrasound. It's like the whole area is holding its breath. Any news of the astral?>
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<@team: I can't resolve anything in the warehouse with ultrasound. It's like the whole area is holding its breath. Any news of the astral?>
Text@Team "They must have Put up some lead on their walls, bullet and Sound prof, Smart. I like working for smart people, they usually appreciate talent when they see it, just hope we have enough of it not to get on the Red shirt team, like last time."
" No Little one, Daddy sleeping in the back, we just stopped to stretch some [his] legs." with a small grin "you will get your Cone when we arrive at the shop, promise."
Keeping up a ruse could only be beneficial.
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"Let's be careful here, there was enough double-crossing tonight to stay Alert." Hank put his hardliners gloves in then get out of the Sedan carefully. "This place is creepy, might as well take precautions..." He look around a bit trying to look for some cameras or the like.
Intuition 3 + Perception 1 + Visual Enhancement 2 (6d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3058677/)
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Hank can't see anything more than LJ did.
Then..
Ktshh-ZZT
"Guys, I know you were ambushed but tone down the paranoia and drive in here before something thinks you look tasty. Yeah, yeah, "Early Delivery", whatever." A thick german accented voice from the comm-panel. It's calm and the accent is thick, but he speaks with more English intonations like he's more used to English now. Still Waters recognises it.
"Welcome to der Mord Haus."
The huge doors starts to open inwards like huge metal jaws.
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The huge doors starts to open inwards like huge metal jaws.
Andromeda, Who had gotten out of the car like most others by now, said in a formal voice "Everybody who wants a ride, get in the Car is staring to drive in 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... Now!" She herself did not take the driver seat but was going in the direction of the Door.
Like in her childhood she still enjoyed playing with remotely controlled toys, the only difference, nowadays her toys would be much more valuable.
The sedan started its engine and started rolling in the direction of the gate Following his master, Iron Puppeteer, and most of all it never complained about anything, only when life would be so easy as are machines.
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Stepping out of the car but keeping the door open, Still Waters crouches down and picks up some sediment from the urban wasteland. He whispers to it while looking around the area intensely, then straightens back up and relaxes.
subvoc - "I cannot see in the warehouse, warded. But they are letting my spirits in, just as happened at the clinic. As far as I can tell, it is on the up-and-up."
He walks towards the warehouse, signalling the occupants of both vehicles to follow with an errant gesture. Let them think I'm taking the risk this time. They don't know what that fixer told me.
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Gymnastics to get on top of the moving sedan. Agl 6 +4 skill = 10d6.hits(5) → [3,4,4,1,5,4,4,6,5,1] = (3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3058932/)
Joe quickly grabbed a handful of gravel from the ground, flipped up onto the trunk of the car, and rode it into the building.
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Joe quickly grabbed a handful of gravel from the ground, flipped up onto the trunk of the car, and rode it into the building.
"Oi, watch the paint-job!" You could clearly see Andromeda was not happy about LJ's new travelling habits. but to be truthful she did the same thing when she was still learning to drive by command, she had to have a good footing even when driving on top of Habu to be able to use her guns on the followers, she had done the same if it where Habu, but not on this one, this was not made for it. "next time you do this ask, or, by God, I will shake you down from the car."
Note to self: - 1 for LJ for being himself, a child.
When they got near the door Andromeda started to look around to get a feel for where they where and what to expect from the ones who let them in.
audio 9d6.hits(5) → [6,3,1,4,2,1,1,4,2] = (1) and video 9d6.hits(5) → [5,5,4,1,6,5,5,6,3] = (6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3060228/)
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Hank nod, "Meh Creepy Joe did say it was safe, not that I trust him very much..." Hank follows the car into the warehouse, still on his guards.
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Joe hopped off the trunk once she sensed the car about to come to a stop. Taking a look around the place, she waited for Andromeda to open the trunk so she could retrieve Carter's corpse.
<<@team: Is someone going to talk to this guy, or do you want me to? You want me to talk to him, don't you? That's a fine choice. Let's do that.>>
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Silk watched Little Joe from behind the concealment of the car's tinted windows as it slowly drove into the warehouse and quietly shook her head. She almost replied to her message on the comms, but decided not to.
The little girl wants to play her stupid little games with the guy who drowned a man on land after almost literally tearing apart his brain, from across town? This should prove interesting.
She didn't much like such a loose cannon and the way the little girl's action would reflect upon her even if she kept some distance. But in order to put a leash on the girl, she'd need more support from the group. And in order to get that support, unfortunately, the gnome would have to be given the space and time to screw up.
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The warehouse is... different inside, as if a second structure was built inside using the warehouse exterior as a shell. Thick armour plated, attenuating walls. Even the ceiling, which has hinges to open.
Obviously for the Ares Dragon near the back.
A black bulldog step van waits pointing at the door you enter from, there's pace to park your vehicles in here, next to the facility level garage next to the van.
But there's no signs of life, though.
Visual Perception please, everyone, Except Andromeda who already rolled.
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Intuition 3 + Perception 1 + Visual Enhancement 2 (6d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3061906/)
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The drive to the barrens had been thankfully uninterrupted by anything serious, even the standard roadblocks, the 'toll booths', didn't seem to be setup today. Must be the rain. Silk had done most the talking on the way, somehow having her feet propped up on the dash in front of her. Noise wouldn't have even thought that possible in such a small car, but Silk had shown otherwise.
The warehouse was something else, especially on the inside. This was no fly by night operation, that was certain. Noise turns the car around and backs into the building alongside the Bulldog, unsure if they'd need to make a quick escape but wanting the car pointed in the right direction at least. The Opel Luna she was driving was dwarfed by the van as she pulled alongside. The subcompact almost looked like it could fit inside the other vehicle.
She steps out of the car taking a look around.
7d6.hits(5) → [5,4,4,1,6,1,4] = (2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3062146/) Perception test
Comm: Safe or not, be ready for anything. ... Like I should need to say that.
She pops the trunk of her car and grabs her swords, aware that there's no one around.
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Anyone with 4 hits or more will notice a hidden trap door in the room. Still waters, roll assensing when the trap door opens.
Leading to stone steps, cut into the ground, the way is lit by lights and goes very deep, eventually leading to corridors of the same thick, strong metal, even the floors now.
There are a lot of junctions but once down there an ARO arrow will point your way.
Anyone who gets 3 hits on Visual perception -6 can notice concealed hatches in every corridor, Log(3) or Hardware/Viable weapons knowledge(2) will recognise them as concealed turrets.
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Visual percept. 16d6.hits(5) → [5,4,3,3,1,5,2,3,5,6,6,6,6,6,3,6] = (9) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3062849/)
Joe took one look at the place and knew that this was getting extremely serious. An installation like this had to be some kind of regional center of operations. That was reassuring. People who care about their hairstyles or the paint on their car are too self-possessed to risk certain death, so she no longer had to worry about killing her supposed team mates. Concluding this, she put the gravel in her pocket and waited for Andromeda to open the trunk.
Lift and carry test Bod 4 +5 Str = 9d6.hits(5) → [1,2,5,4,6,5,5,4,2] = (4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3062899/) assuming he weighs less than 135 kilos/297 lbs.
Once she had, Joe jumped into the trunk, picked up Carter and hopped out. Carrying the much larger man she began walking towards the open hatch without another word.
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"Probably best to take sleeping beauty with us too. Don't know how long we'll be and don't want him to wake up all by himself, no?"
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Comm: Agreed.
Noise stepped down through the trap door and looked down the corridor, unable to see anything out of the ordinary, and the ARO arrow lighting the way, she waves to the others to follow. She raises her assault rifle to a ready position as she steps further into the corridor following the arrow.
Comm: I will go first.
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The warehouse is... different inside, as if a second structure was built inside using the warehouse exterior as a shell. Thick armour plated, attenuating walls. Even the ceiling, which has hinges to open.
Obviously for the Ares Dragon near the back.
A black bulldog step van waits pointing at the door you enter from, there's pace to park your vehicles in here, next to the facility level garage next to the van.
But there's no signs of life, though.
After pointing the other in the direction of the trap door Andromeda goes in the direction she has more experience with - machines
Speak to me beauties of the road and air, tell me who is the one who Rides you, who is the one who feeds you, who do you serve?
she takes a look at the Dragon and the bull dog, looking at the hardware and any mods she could see without taking them appart or touching them for that matter, A car can tell you much about the one who drives it, her sedan would say, hard working, practical, but fast and nimble if needed, what would these two tell her?
The dragon alone would tell you that they are loaded, stinking rich, but are they para-military/Mercs? smugglers?
The bulldog had seen some changes, the armour had been hidden and the tires where changed to some durable ones, other stuff Andromeda could not tell just by looking, but is seemed that both crafts where well maintained.
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Rolling Log 2 +3 edge to identify the turlets 5d6.hitsopen(5,6) → [3,[6, 6, 5],5,2,3] = (4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3064172/)
<<@team: Everyone on their best behaviors, okay? This whole corridor is lined with hidden panels. I doubt that they're diaper changing stations. Maybe machine guns. Maybe flamers. I don't see any evidence of use on the opposing walls though...>>
Walking past one, she lightly rapped on it.
<<@team: This is a costly path we're walking on. I'd prefer if we could pay attention rather than fealty, but if you have to take a cranial bomb to get out of here alive, that's probably the safer choice.>>
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After Silk's comment, Hank goes back to the car and grab the sedated Guards leader. He quickly look up to check if he's still unconscious and put him on his shoulder. "Good idea, Silk, I'll take care of him".
"Well whoever brought us here had about seventy opportunities to kill us with no chance of returning gunfire. I'd say it's pretty safe or all this stuff is fake"
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<<@Hank: Do you know the difference between an amateur and a professional? The amateur thinks that he can make a living doing his work. The professional knows he will die doing it still. I get the feeling that you and the others are about to go pro. Don't be too concerned. I'm sure you'll find a new sort of clarity once you wake up with their bomb in your head. It makes life far simpler. You do as they say, and you enjoy the protection of being kept by those who are much more powerful than yourself. I'm sure this will be the start of a glorious chapter for you. All your old troubles will fall away to be replaced by the comfort and certainty of service. I'm so excited!>>
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@Little Joe "You said what ? Amateur ? Pff... I know your type, you are like that McGowan guy back in 2044, he thought he was real cool with his fancy new techniques and show off moves. When they brought him back to my table missing a foot because the fool walked on a landmine, he realized he wasn't playing the little leagues anymore. You think you are pro ? Wait 'till drek hits the fan, you'll do the same they all do, fall back on me. That's called experience and you just can't buy it."
As Hank sent the message to Little Joe, he realized how old and grumpy it sounded, it was the message of a Dwarf who wouldn't let go.
@Little Joe "... but don't worry, I don't resent it. If you want to live as a slave, that your choice. I'm a free spirit and nothing hold me down. Some live on the Shadows by necessities, I do it by choice, it's my way of life and I'm not looking a home"
Yea that sounds more like it, fierce, bold and confidant. Positive thinking keep the spirit young and sharp. Hank repeated this sentence in his mind like a mantra, or was he just trying to convince itself...
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After taking a look at the parked vehicles, even Noises small one ;D
Andromeda joined the group, oblivious to the turrets she trotted down the stairs and Corridor until she met up with the group.
"Yo, They know their wheels, as do noise" you could see a small grin on her face for a millisecond
then she took a look at her Com to judge the interference and activate the SecSys on her car
Underground is never good for the signal
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<<@Hank: Choice is a privilege you're rapidly walking away from. This is a serious Tamanous installation you're moving deeper and deeper into. They don't risk this kind of exposure without some sort of assurance. Don't say I didn't warn you.>>
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Silk hadn't drawn a weapon or look very concerned. She too figured she'd already be dead if they wanted her dead; this didn't look like the kind of set up where unwanted things were allowed to happen.
Walking next to Noise she whispered "Best behavior? I hope she listens to her own advice.".
Comm: "I think you're right, Hank. Either we're very safe here or we're dead already and just don't know it yet."
But they better make sure I -know- I'm dead before trying to put implants in me. No way that's going to happen.
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When the hatch was opened Still Waters'spirits refuse to proceed.
His astral sight showed him the mana emanating from the facility. Usually to Shamans the mana of Hermetic weaving looks like it's been shackled, forced into human symbols of Maths and Science.
The mana here seems to be doing it on it's own?
In the corridors Still Waters could tell they'd crossed into a magical lodge, and voiced this to the group but something else was at work here too.
Then - THUNP, KtNG, THUNP, KtNG, THUNP, KtNG. Loud heavy steps, one metallic. Heavier than a Troll.
It was coming from a side corridor. THUNP, KtNG, THUNP, KtNG, THUNP- The sucking sound of a vacuum seal and glass jingling. Was that a fridge opening?
Eventually a large metal door, already open, is reached. It leads into a pitch black room.
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Hank focus a bit, trying to pierce the darkness with his Termographic vision. He carefully step up while dragging the Lieutenant.
"Hello ? Anybody here ?"
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While Hank was shouting at the Dark room Andromeda went past him and went inside, the open door gave her the advantage to use the light from the coridor to see what this room was about, but for that to happen she had to get out of the bright light.
"Here goes nothing, you all coming or discussing where you want to die of indecisiveness?" She grinned, most of them had already said the obvious, either they are meant to meet someone or they would die, if the turrets where real then there would be no way back and that leaves only forward.
"Hey, show yourselves, we have a package for you. and would like to get paid for delivering it" She shouted in the still dark room, at least until her lowlight would kick in.
Straight to the point, hope they take it better then the late mister J.
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The German voice replied, "'Show yourselves'? What are you talki- OH! Oh, the lights are off, sorry."
To anyone who could see already the figure put his index fingers together then parted them, and suddenly the room was it by ceiling lights similar to the corridors.. funny that they hadn't shown up on the ultrasound till now but there was no sound of metal panels sliding. The lights revealed this room was composed of a black metal, a huge screen taking up much of the far wall, with nexi linked together on the floor.
The figure was very large. A bald Orc wearing a buttoned up leather duster and trousers, sitting lazily in a custom office chair. His dull grey eyes look over at you all, "Sorry, couldn't tell."
The ghoul was big, the size of a Troll. The pale grey complexion very strange with his Orc features, the infection has left the Orc's tusks sharp too. He looks at you all as if not blind, an art perfected over a long time. It took both skill with astral sight and being completely used to his conditions.
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The figure was very large. A bald Orc wearing a buttoned up leather duster and trousers, sitting lazily in a custom office chair. His dull grey eyes look over at you all, "Sorry, couldn't tell."
Andromeda had to resist the urge to make a step back. But she knew that it could be insulting orhurt the Ghoul's feelings and at this point they where at the disadvantage.
"It's all right. We are here to deliver the package from Creepy Joe, but you already know that, so ..." she turns to Hank "Yo Hank bring the Meat bag in."
Then Andromeda turned Back "Nice toys you are having upstairs, but you do not strike me as the Rigging type" she took a deep breath as the next part would be the Braking point of her intentions "so if you sometime have a need for someone who specializes in Bringing stuff from A to be Very fast and secure I would like to render assistance in exchange for a favor otr two later on."
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Joe walked into the room effortlessly hefting Carter's corpse. "We've got one living and one dead. Living one was hired directly by whats-his-name... Ragley. Least I think so. The hacker was.. Anyway, he might have some useful info still. Where do you want the dead one?"
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"The vehicles are a friends, he leaves them here time to time. Van saw us through a lot, helicopter was a steal, heh. Set the Happy Meal down anywhere, I'll get to him." He waved a long clawed hand nonchalantly.
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"The vehicles are a friends, he leaves them here time to time. Van saw us through a lot, helicopter was a steal, heh.
You could see a short sadness in her face if you where looking closely, but most where not and it vanished just a millisecond later, as if where just a flash, just in you imagination. "quite the catch, he got there, still if he needs some help do not be shy to ask, would actually like to meet this friend of yours." then she turned around while taking a long look around, where she exactly was.
if the active looking cant be done stealthy fashion then never mind this roll
12d6.hits(5) → [6,1,6,1,1,3,1,3,3,2,4,2] = (2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3066968/)
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A quick toss put the corpse at the large Ghoul's feet. "Three grand is a lot to pay for meals on wheels. What's the pitch?"
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Hank take a look at the Ghoul. It's not the first time he saw one, in fact they tend to roam by on Battlefields and barrens, both place where Hank been a great number of time, but this big ? Impressive.
Logic 5 + Medical Background 5 (10d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3067149/) Medical Background check for HMHVV and what could have made that ghoul so big
Here the living one, I can wake him up if you want but he's yours if you want it. I bet you can get some good intel from this guy... and talking about intel, Joe said that we were going to have answers. I'd love to know what the heck is or was going on...
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Noise puts her back to a wall within moments of the lights coming on and her recognition of just what the orc really was. She wanted as much distance between herself and the ghoul if she had to take him down. Can't want that kinda mess on you, though with the way her day had been so far the guy was probably cybered up and some kinda mystic adept on top of that... technomancer? sure why not...
She remains quiet as the others offer their allegiances or bodies that they're carrying.
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"Om nom." The metal ground below the corpse suddenly twists and becomes malformed with a sharp sound as a blade shoots up from it, cleanly slicing the forearm from the corpse. The shape changes into a pillar, lifting the arm up to the Ghoul. He takes it by hand and peels back the sleeve s if it was a wrapper and bites into the muscle, his tusks and teeth tearing through it, he chews a little then swallows.
"I imagine," he carries on eating as if talking to you over a microwave dinner, "You'll want to interrogate the hired muscle yourself, I'll give you a room to use. As for what I pulled out of the Happy Meal, he knew the policlubber from political studies, but failed, eventually ended up admin for Tamanous. The policlubber owed Tamanous money, Mr. Meal didn't know how or why though. They devised a god awful plan to have going after him for the debt end up costing the Organleggers too much so they'd give up. Framing CJ for incompetence by taking out his hires in ambushes. Luckily CJ hired you guys, not noobs like dinner expected."
He starts effortlessly snapping off and eating the fingers like bread sticks, Hank believes that it's possible he was infected at very young age and so has had much longer than other sane ghouls to adjust to and train their changed body. The difference in Orc to Human years my have attributed
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"You ain't answered my question. Are you a guy to talk to about business, or did you just want the snack so bad you'd pay well over rate? Only reason we've got to question this soon-to-be-KIA, besides marring his fixer's rep, is if we're gonna go after this Ragley guy. So, we should probably clear that point up before we get to work on him, yeah? I'm all for running a corkscrew up this guy's thumb, but we should settle what kind of questions we're going to ask him before hand."
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Silk kept her distance from the ghoul. This was the first time she came into contact with one, but of course she'd heard stories. The eating habit grossed her out a bit, but then, so did most meat-eaters; so all-in-all, she'd expected her first ghoul meeting to have slightly more violence and running involved in it.
"That was an impressive display you gave in the clinic. Never seen anyone use an elemental that way."
She prodded the unconscious body Hank had dropped on the floor with the tip of her boot.
"I'd offer this guy to you as dessert, but he's so full of 'ware you might break some teeth and end up with terrible indigestion, so seeing what CJ offers for the parts he can pull out might be more interesting for us.
But like Little Joe said, I'm not sure interrogation is still a requirement.
I'm not a vindictive person, mind you, but last night's surprise just wasn't very pleasant and I wanted to know what was going on. The answers you provided and seeing this man punished for it are sufficient, so there's no more reason to talk to him as far as I'm concerned.
Unless of course your organization is still interested in going after the politician... I happen to know a team that's currently unemployed and has a person in their possession who was very recently employed with said politician and -unlike with Carter- didn't have to hide their business together, so he might know things Carter didn't."
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"I just convinced CJ to toss you another three grand each so you wouldn't complain once you ended up in the same room as me. I suspect he was trying to make sure your asses were clear of KE when he asked me how to guarantee a runner goes somewhere. I'm not hiring you or anything, dunno how you got that idea. You obviously all agreed to come here but you haven't agreed whether you're roughing up the Ex-Lonestar Lieutenant? I don't care if you ask him his Mum's maiden name, I'm just giving you a safe place to do it in.
Besides you came here to get that info too. Instead of me needing to recite his life story, got any specific questions?"
He Turns to Silk ater she speaks, cocks his head and sniffs the air, grimacing slightly. "You're the Face then."
He dropped the stripped arm and the floor swallows it up as if a liquid. "My organisation?", He laughs, "Lady, they just feed me. I'm a runner like you lot.
If you liked the water spirit you should have seen what I did in '71 with one Fire elemental, an ambitious cartel and half a country. Well, technically you can. It's the big crater on the south american mapsofts.
I think CJ is expecting you to interrogate him but it'll be up to him and he has bosses and they have bosses. You might get called to deal with the politician but I expect it's a ways off. CJ'll give you work though don't worry.
Oh and you're welcome, no one likes getting screwed over. Name's Chrona, what do you guys go by?"
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She smiled automatically before she realized the ghoul couldn't see it.
"Silk. Pleasure to meet you. And that extra 3k sure buys CJ an interrogation. Don't get me wrong, I know he can probably use some info from this guy, but working for free... you know, don't want to create a precedent. He said you might be able to part with some drugs that could prove useful?"
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"Sure, I can all ways whip up another batch, they're labelled in the lab. You passed it on the way here."
He gets up and starts to walk over.
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"There's easier ways of keeping us out of sight than making us stick together. None of us knows one another. We could have evaporated into the night easy enough. So, since he wants us together it's safe enough to assume this Ragley thing is happening then. That's fair I guess. You have wifi out here? We should probably call CJ, see how long we wants us laying low."
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"Yeah, It's on a killswitch. Wall, External Matrix On."
Your Wireless springs to life. Oh joy, spam.
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Andromeda is relieved to be connected to her both Cars, now she feel complete again.
still she check the sensors just to be sure nothing much has changed in the surrounding where Habu is standing and that the Hyundai is still safe in the Big room upstairs.
On the sensors was nothing, at least nothing Andromeda would consider a threat, she had almost left Habus sensors, as she picked up a ganger approaching Habu. First she did not understand what he was doing, but when he stopped just short of the wall and started to open his trousers ....., Andromeda cut off the feed of that particular Camera.
You want to piss on me punk? i will show you how it's done correctly.
She turned the Searchlight at the Ganger and turned it on, now the place he thought had been unnoticeable, was brightly lit, and his attempt to rlive himself on Habu where cut short of reaching it, but he could not stop the impulse he had already given, most of the bystanders could clearly see how a grown men makes his pants wet from the inside, and yellowish fluid drips on the ground. the last Andromeda heard was the man walking away from Habu cursing in a funny, funny way.
She returned back to this view with a grin, and a conclusion.
Note to self: Get some some way to make piss themselves without them trying to do it themselves, maybe a turret or some drones,
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Alright, I'll let you guys take care of the talking part, gonna take this fella to the interrogation room.
As Hank move out to the secure room, he makes a quick stop by the lab, looking for gamma-scopolamine. Silk might be as persuasive as she want, a little external help can't harm..
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Noise fought to keep both bile and her rifle down as the ghoul enjoyed his dinner. Last time she ran into ghouls was a nasty affair and this one was bigger and more civilized than any of them. The civilized part is what really threw her off. It was worse then any trid horror show she could think of. The coldness of it, the pure nonchalance of it.
Noise couldn't quite understand the others' reactions either. Andromeda; grinning What the fuck. Squirt; seemed a little annoyed. Hank; couldn't seem to care. Silk; at least she seemed to react a bit at first to the sight, but then she was smiling within seconds. She gave Silk a small amount of credit... she definitely was the talker of the group, she could just be trying to play the game. Still Waters; she couldn't read his reaction, nor cared much at this point.
As Chrona made his way across the floor towards Silk, Noise continued to keep her back to the wall, ready to raise her weapon at the slightest provocation.
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Walking slowly behind Chrona towards the fridge, Silk sent a message over the comms.
Comm: "What the hell's wrong with you people, this guy asked for your names and you're all keeping quiet? Am I the only one who remembers what he did to the Johnson, who saw that he can make blades and other things come out of the floor we're standing on or who noticed that he's strong enough to tear off body parts without effort? I don't care how you feel about ghouls, or doctors, I'd very much like you all to be polite and try to avoid becoming his next meal." Looking at Little Joe and Hank, she added "or snack" in thought.
Through the double glass windows of the fridge, she saw cases of the drugs she was looking for.
"Phew, nice. No wonder that stuff's hard to find, you've got the cities entire supply stashed here." she joked. "What's your price?"
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"First ones free. Like I said, make it myself."
He opened the fridge door and the vacuum seal popped and the glass jangled. "Go ahead."
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<<@Silk: Talking is your business. Murder is mine. He has no business for me, so I have no interest in him.>>
Joe started to walk after Hank. "Thanks big guy. If you can think of any other reason we should speak, let me know."
<<@CJ: The delivery is currently waiting for your input. At what time might we expect to hear from you regarding the final shipping arrangements?>>
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Subvoc @team "Look I'm pretty sure this guy is used to people reacting strangely to him, I tried my best to act normally and normally I don't tell anything to ghouls, no matter how friendly they are"
Joe, got some rope on you ? Not that he'll run up but it always make good first impression when you wake him tied to a chair with a BFG in your face.Set up the mood nicely.
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A memory flashed through her mind... Silk had hoped she'd lost it, but knew that would never happen.
Somewhere, an autumn in the early '20s.
Five young girls moved slowly through the hallways of their dormitory. It was almost an hour past their curfew, but The White Witch -the name the kids at boarding school gave Miss Jamesson- had just finished her round through their wing and wouldn't be back for at least another 2 hours.
Quietly whispering and giggling they sneaked through the hallways on their way to the southern exit. From there, it would only take a short sprint across the grass to the bushes and through the cover of those bushes they could easily make it to the back entrance of the swimming pool building, which had been jammed from locked by... what was her name again, Stephany?.. this morning during swim class.
The girls didn't have much trouble finding their way through the unlit hallways or the dark garden; Catty -short for Catherine- and her elven eyes had no trouble leading the way in the moonlight. She was at the rear of the group, confident she could get back to her room without being caught if they ran into one of the wardens.
They reached their destination without trouble and waited, the boys from the dormitories on the other side of the grounds wouldn't be much longer.
The girls heard them coming before they saw them, an "ouch" coming from behind the bushes, followed by another voice with the same "ouch" and a couple of swearwords. A few seconds later the boys emerged, two of them slightly limping from hitting their leg against a statuette.
The girls giggled when their 'dates' entered the building.
"What took you boys? We got here long before you.", she said in her most mocking voice. She practiced it a lot.
"Oh, I bet they were just afraid in the dark.", Merissa laughed.
"And we did it without getting hurt, too", Josy -Josephine- added.
"Bah! We don't have a pointy-ear to guide us!". Henry's ego obviously hurt more than his shin.
"Yeah, we got here ourselves, without needing a stupid Dandelion Eater!" Johnathan -Henry's faithful lackey- spat, happy to get a chance to use a word he overheard his father use last weekend.
Catty was furious. "You take that back!", she shouted.
"Or what? You're gonna make me?"
She ran towards him and aimed a kick at his already hurt shin. "Yeah, you stupid..."
It just happened, a simple accident, could happen to anyone anywhere anytime. Johnathan defended himself by pushing her away, Catty fell backward, hit her head on the side of the pool and landed in the water. Her soaked heavy clothes dragged her unconscious body down.
"Shit, I didn't mean to... where is she?!"
A couple of bubbles floated up, the body stayed down in the darkness of the water, she saw a dark black cloud forming around the body. "I think she's bleeding."
They all panicked and ran back into the night. None of the girls noticed that she was in the lead now and didn't seem to have any problem moving in the darkness either; she didn't think anything about it herself.
No one talked, not then, not ever. School was suspended for that week, the children sent home because an Elf girl at her school had snuck out by herself at night and had tripped and drowned.
Later at home, all her father had to say about the accident at her school was "Just goes to prove that those things can only see that good in the dark to prowl around at night, who knows what secrets those lurking freaks are hiding. Good riddance. Let it be a lesson, baby girl: never trust those pointy-eared devils!"
That night as she lay quietly crying in bed, she heard her father beating her mother and shouting that she should have told him that his little angel had been put in a class with one of those mutant freaks.
She knew where prejudice could lead.
Comm: "You know, there was a moment in history when most people probably thought just the same about dwarfs. Freaks of nature, better to have never been born. Can't trust those things. Small, strong and eyes that can see body warmth, so they can stalk you at night, the Devil's little imps."
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<<@Silk: What makes you think they were wrong?>>
Joe pulled out a handful of zip ties and handed them to Hank.
"An ex-Lonestar Lieutenant in the employ of Humanis Policlubbers isn't going to expect any mercy if he sees metahumans are in charge of his interrogation. If he thinks there are only humans questioning him, he might give us more information. So, when you wake him, Hank, stay out of his field of view. I'll be upstairs by the car."
With that, Joe started back down the hallway to the outside.
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@Silk "Silk, please, huge difference between a Dwarf, an Elf even an Ork and a Ghoul, first off, a ghoul is a diseased person. HMHVV is no fun and so far after initial infection there isn't much to do. And it's spreading like hell. Do you know how powerful this virus is ? It's not Chrona's fault I agree, but still so many ghoul's mind are warped and twisted I'd rather use precaution... That not prejudice, that is science."
Hank takes the zip ties from Joe and start strapping the mercenary leader to a chair or anything that is remotely similar.
"Good point about this... so that mean Noise and Andromeda will do the talking I guess"
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Mumbling under her breath and her face cold stone, Silk took a glass vial from the fridge and filled a syringe with the clear liquid. She held the point up and squeezed the plunger lightly until a small drop appeared at the tip of the short needle.
""A rapidly spreading disease for which there is no cure but extermination." I'm pretty sure those are the exact words Humanis use for all metahumans... Warped and twisted minds come in all colors and shapes and in a lot of different packages. Ideas are more infectious than any virus, often more harmful too. The saddest part is that those affected by it often don't even realize it themselves and keep spreading it."
Without any ceremony, she jabbed it into the merc's neck as if it were a knife and emptied the syringe.
She regained herself.
"This will take a while to work... can you do anything to counter the paralysis and the slab?" Maybe the freak that's helping us has something you could use, if you could get over your fear.
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He took out a brick of a 'link from his pocket and touch typed some numbers. "Call it street value for any more doses, 200 nuyen a shot."
"Can't say I know myself anything that might help, I'm just good at making it."
"Lets drag him to that room I mentioned."
The room looks like an "interview" room from an old cop flat trid, even with a magic mirror for onlookers and some comm controls.
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Joe listened over the comm to Silk's discussion on the hazards of prejudice, wondering if the young woman was truly serious. Hadn't she just killed at least two men in the interest of kidnapping a third to be sold to body-harvesters? Now she wants to talk ethics?
<<@Silk: The guy you're defending just copped to committing a genocide of millions. Multiple millions. There is another reason why our employer would want us all together still. If you think about it, I'm sure it will come to you. Chrona's got all your astral signatures filed away in his head now. He is the one who holds your leash should you disobey or prove disloyal. So, when you defend him, know that you are defending your executioner. In the mean time, since you and he are such close friends now, could you ask him to look at the collected links for us? Creepy Joe said he could help us with that. Perhaps it was just a lie to get us to come here, but I would like to find out more about the players in that mess. Additionally, getting the name and next of kin for the ex-Lonestar cop in charge of that kill squad would also be appreciated. I could save a good number of lives with that information. Once the rest of those swarming, idiot, pig, rejects from LS see what I did to that man's family, they'll think twice before repeating his mistakes.
Wait a tick... That guy was LS? And he was working for Humanis, whose top-goon, Brackhaven just killed the LS contract? Seems like he was working for the same folks who gave away his damn job! You might want to work that angle...>>
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PM @LJ: "I'm not defending anyone, unless perhaps everyone whose character is judged on basis of fear, misunderstanding and generalization.
As to Chrona, you're absolutely right. He's obviously powerful and has a lot of resources. Of course he has our signatures, but he could have gotten them through projecting to the clinic too, so that's no reason for us to gather. What is a possible reason is that we're all pretty deep underground and communicating through nodes under his direct control and we've got no one protecting this channel, so it would be childsplay for him to tune in.
Now what I was defending was the idea that maybe it wouldn't be a good idea to piss him off and instead try and be polite so he doesn't become our executioner and might even become a very powerful ally. That happens to be my job, but for some reason people seem to sabotage it every chance they get instead of taking some good advice."
Was she really the only one who realised that treating people as if they were hostile, tended to make them hostile?
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"For what it's worth Silk, I'm not monitoring comms. You don't need to whisper. Any Ideas from your medic? "
He leant against the wall opposite the door into the interrogation room. Behind his tusks he was still smiling amicably.
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Hum let me figure out of I can find something ...
Medical Background 5 + Logic 5 (10d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076630/)
Chemistry 3 + Pharmaceuticals 2 + Logic 5 (10d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076631/)
Do I know if anything could wake him up ? Slab is pretty powerful IIRC, not sure if I can do anything.
And 200Y a shot ? You got a deal, I'll get you 5 dose of this, seen it in action, learnt to love it !
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Hank takes a look around the lab, he mixes a few chemicals with Chrona's help but all h's able to do is make sure the slab will be over once the Truth Serum kicks in, you've an hour to kill.
"Feel free to take a look around, rest or get a tune up in the cyberlab. It's only me and a my Sister here at the moment. She's pretty big and hairy so don't freak out when you see her."
Anyone resting can do a healing test.
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Hank wanders a bit trying to find something to do. Seeing that he's most likely to wait for an hour he makes a couple push-ups and start working out his endurance. He lays down on the floor and hold his feet at about six inches straight from the group in a painful endurance test. You can see him timing his performance taking notes on his commlink for further analysis.
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"Yo, Mr. Hyper Medic, want me to show you to the training room? We can spar if you like."
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Hank quickly step on his feet. Training room ? Now you get me interested. Hank quickly follow Chrona to the room, as they get a bit further he lowers his voice "Don't know about sparring though, you know a simple contact might be dangerous and to be perfectly honest, let's say that it does not figure in my future plans, except you know if you have ... protection" Hank tried to sound as empathetic as possible to not make the giant Ghoul angry.
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"You'll be fine without bodily fluids mixing, I've been a Ghoul almost my whole life, never infected anyone I didn't kill after for work or food. I'll wear a second skin and gloves to make sure though, deal?"
The room had a boxing ring, floor mats for martial arts and various training versions of melee weapons. He slips into a full body skin in a changing room and returns with his coat still on. "Bleh, clammy."
In the ring he forms a ready pose, more like an untrained brawler than any discipline. "You know any fighting styles? I've only ever learnt "Beat them shitless" and "Claw Fu" Heh, go ahead and start."
This is just for fun, no initiative just you then him, etc. you both have 3 passes. We'll do "Sparring Damage", Use your stun track, a full track is a loss but it wont count as real damage.
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Yea it's fine, I'm sure it will be ok. I'm kinda good at Boxing, not much you know been training for a couple of years.
As he said that he quickly get up on the ring tapping into his inner strength to increase his agility. Seeing that it didn't exactly worked, he put his gloves on and got ready for a rough time.
Magic 6 + Increase Agility 2 (8d6.hits(5)=0) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076669/) oh wow 0 hit (at least no glitch)
Hank quickly ground himself, gloves up high. He might not have the height advantage here but his was confident.
Unarmed Combat 5 + Boxing 2 + Improved Skill Unarmed Combat 2 + Agility 4 (13d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076678/) So that is 4 hits @DV8 (I assume I don't have my Foci on)
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12d6.hits(5)=4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076712/)
He just manages to move to his left as your arm goes past him, "Only Kinda good you say?"
He's bringing his arm down to wrap around yours, in a subdue attack.
12d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076727/)
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Reaction 5 (5d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076747/)
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He's locked your arm straight to keep you still.
It's a powerful grip but leaves the rest of your body free.
I'm assuming 12 is higher than your body so you're subdued, breaking out is easy though.
"To break out of the lock, the defender must take a Complex
Action and succeed in a Strength + Unarmed Combat Test with a
threshold equal to the net hits scored on the grappling test. Otherwise
the defender remains subdued and cannot take any actions requiring
physical movement. Consider the subdued character to be prone for
any attacks made against him."
So one success
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Strength 6 + Unarmed 5 + Improved Unarmed Skill 2 (13d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076751/)
Hank focuses, a bit thrown off by the grappling move. He remember last time in the Fighting Club one guy pulled this trick, and turned out badly. He reaches with his other arm quickly and move the arm of the Giant Ghoul, shoving it further. His arm sores a bit but he quickly shrug it off as he get ready to take the next attack. This guy is nowhere leap and bound above the Club, if only he wasn't infected, he could have made a great partner...
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"For what it's worth Silk, I'm not monitoring comms. You don't need to whisper. Any Ideas from your medic? "
He leant against the wall opposite the door into the interrogation room. Behind his tusks he was still smiling amicably.
She looked a bit surprised but only shrugged and smiled a genuinely friendly smile. "If I were in your position, I probably would. You've got no reason to trust us... other than mutually assured destruction I suppose."
She frowned. "I've never been a big proponent of any plan that relies only on the other side being reasonable."
After the ghoul and Hank walked towards the sparring ring, she sent a message over the comms to everyone but Hank. "Hank vs. Magical Ghoul. I'm putting fifty on the side that can reach its opponents shoulders. Any takers?"
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"Well done."
A Straight blow this time. 12d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076783/) Oh Invisable castle
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Reaction 5 + Unarmed 5 + Boxing 2 + Improved Skill Unarmed 2 (14d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076787/)
Not this time ! Hank easily deflect Chrona's hit to the side following with a powerful uppercut to the gut.
Unarmed 5 + Spec 2 + Improved skill 2 + Agility 4 (13d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076788/) That more like it ! 6 hits @DV 8
(Assuming it hits, Hank gonna use Finishing Move)
Seeing Chrona bend from the uppercut, Hank send a devastating Right hook to his now exposed face
Unarmed 5+Spec2+Agil4+Improved skill 2 (13d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076796/)
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Full Defence (17d6.hits(5)=8) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076795/)
Telling that uppercut was going to hurt, Chrona hopped backwards, sacrificing another attack for distance. 3 seconds in and no one had landed a solid blow.
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While still harassing the Punk trough Habu, Andromeda had followed the a few of her new team-mates to a sparing ring, when she for a few seconds came out of AR she stroke a grin again.
The Small one against the Dead one, and we have our first bets going on.
Then she returned to the AR world again. The sensors from the Sedan where still empty of excitement, but Habu was ripe to go to a different less active location in the imminent vicinity.
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Hank stopped for a bit, to realize the awesomeness of the situation, he was in a super high tech, undercover building, sparring against a Ghoul-Magician-DrugLord-Tanamous member. He couldn't repress a smile as he lunged forward. A quick series of feint to test how good that ghoul really was, then out of nowhere a direct to the plexus.
Unarmed 5 + Agility 4 + Improved Skill 2 + Boxing 2 (13d6.hits(5)=7) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3076967/), these rolls are wayyyyy to good for Hank, I feel Karma gonna be a bitch after that :D
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Joe needed to walk, that was all. Too much talking. All these runners palling around, acting like they were people. Joe couldn't stand people. She could already feel the normal tension creeping up her spine to poison her thoughts. She was feeling the need to work again already. She would kill one of them if she didn't get away for a while. Maybe the native. He's so quiet it's possible the others wouldn't notice until another of them died. No, the nasty razorgirl with all her guns. That's who she would kill first. Take her head off with a manhole cover. Joe was already starting to calm down. They say a man thinks about sex every seven seconds, so perhaps thinking about killing a man every seven seconds wasn't too far off base...
She stripped down to her blur suit, turned her comm to text only and went out into the night. Alone with her thoughts again, she walked until she reached another nearby warehouse with a gravel drive. It had been a while since she'd worked in gravel. Facing the warehouse wall, she started toward it in a crouch, scooping up hand-fulls of gravel and tossing them, left then right then left again, like blasts of buckshot shearing through the old walls. Each hit let out a dull *pank* as it tore through, not allowing the metal time to reverberate. After six hand-fulls, she stood up and walked to the wall to inspect the impact pattern. Groupings were good. Spread was a little short of two meters, probably enough to hit a couple targets at once with diminished force. She'd never had a chance to try it on a living creature before. Maybe the ruckus she'd made would bring her some practice targets.
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Ergh I've been leaving 3 dice off his dodge from Increase Reflexes.
20d6.hits(5)=6 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3077340/) Full Defence
Chrona was forced to stay on the defensive, he ran out of ring and the blow just landed.
"G-ack!"
18d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3077339/)
It definitely left some damage
Outside there was the sound of shifting metal and shifting gravel, 3 human ghouls had come from behind the warehouse and bore teeth at Joe's Aura. "F-oooood.... RAAAGH"
The Ferals began their attack.
Ghoul 1:12d6.hits(5)=4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3077351/) Ini 16 3IP
Ghoul 2&3:8d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3077355/) Ini 10 1IP
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Silk ensured the merc wouldn't be able to go anywhere in the unlikely event of him waking up sooner than expected by cuffing his hands and feet to the metal chair with plasteel restraints. Plastic might not be enough to hold a heavily augmented person, even one so heavily drugged. Fear sometimes gave people a serious boost.
She threw a slightly concerned look towards Still Waters and Noise when she passed them; the young girl had been awfully quiet ever since they came into contact with the ghoul and still seemed ill at ease.
"Going to have a look around; he should be out for at least another 40 minutes or so."
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Initiative = 12 + 12d6.hits(5) → [4,6,6,3,6,2,6,4,6,6,2,6] = (7) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3079540/) = 19
So, that puts Joe in the lead. Attacking all three with wide tosses. So that's a free action to pick up handfuls of gravel thanks to quick fingers and two simple actions to throw left then right.
Here come some rolls: Agl 6 +6 skill = 12d6.hits(5) → [2,6,1,2,3,5,3,4,2,3,3,1] = (2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3079546/) edge reroll 10d6.hits(5) → [5,3,2,3,5,3,5,1,4,3] = (3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3079547/) so 5 hits vs. 3 targets. They have -4 to dodge and +4 to their impact armor. Base damage is 2P.
Second throw Agl 6 +6 skill -2 offhand = 10d6.hits(5) → [3,5,6,1,4,6,1,3,6,6] = (5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3079549/) another 5 hits this time -5 to dodge w/ +4ap.
Pleased as punch, Joe began to whip up a terrific storm of rocks at the three charging ghouls.
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Hehe, can you keep it up ? I could do this all day long Chrona. Been a while since I had a sparing partner that didn't fell down on his knees on the first hit !
Hank, looked happy, huge smile in his face. He could feel the blood moving through his veins, his heart pumping 100mph, all his senses were on ready. He felt alive. That's for this exact moment that he kept fighting all these years. It was the reason why he spent 50 hours per week in a gym : He could feel he was not going away.
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In the ring - http://youtu.be/nLtkZP4W6X4
"You bet I can. As you can imagine I don't usually do fair fights." He makes a grab for your extended arm with both hands.
12d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080138/) if it hits, he lifts you into the air, unless Hank weighs more than 165kg, Otherwise 25d6.hits(5)=6 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080155/) I can go up to 255kg.
Outside - http://youtu.be/fh4AFY5zPuE
The Ghouls made to dodge but the two smaller didn't make it at all.
You're in full darkness btw Kontact
11d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080161/) Ghoul 2 takes 4P
11d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080164/) Ghoul 3 takes 5P
As the rocks tear into their bare flesh they flinch and don't react to the next throw.
11d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080165/) Ghoul 2 takes 5P.
11d6.hits(5)=5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080166/) Ghoul 3 takes 2P
They're still standing, just. They snarl and growl, brushing the stones out of bloody welts with their hands.
11d6.hits(5)=5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080166/)
6d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080170/)
16d6.hits(5)=6 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080174/)
11d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080182/) <- Unarmed
The leader was another story, he lept over the first barrage.
He twisted his body mid air through the next, it hit...
...But never made contact with his skin, the gravel pinging off.
He'd gotten closeer. The other ghouls slowly moved forward.
In a metal corridor - http://youtu.be/ZpctbtN5RcQ
Silk's exploration showed her the money that went into this place, everything was facility standard. An armoury with tools and biometrically locked gun racks. The pink assault rifle stood out at the centre of one. A medbay almost as good as Boyle's. A small cyberlab even. A fully stocked kitchen.
There was a hermetically and biometrically sealed door marked "Lodge" and far from everything else, another marked "Dungeon". It was unlocked but had a sign in a few languages, "Do not Enter without permission on penalty of being eaten."
Thud-CLANG, the same noise from before from far beyond the door.
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Reaction 5 + Unarmed 5 + Improved Skill 2 (12d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080252/)
Hank quickly weave under the arm of the Ghoul "What the hell, haha, Chrona this is awesome". He lunged forward sending a right hook to the kidneys and getting ready for the reaction to launch another attack.
Agility 4 + Unarmed 5 + Spec 2 + Improved Skill 2 (13d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080257/)
If it hits, he'll follow up with Finishing Move to make another attack Agi4+Unarmed5+Spec2+Improved Skill 2 (13d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080263/)
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15d6.hits(5)=5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080373/)
This time Chrona span round to avoid the blow, he flattened his hand, ignoring his gloves. He shot the hand forward like a spike.
12d6.hits(5)=6 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080426/)
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Silk took note of all the security and started recording and mapping the layout of the base. She studied the assault rifle in the armoury; its color had piqued her interest, but she didn't know much about weapon design -even less when looking at them though a window.
An underground base with weaponized floors and a heavily protected entrance hidden in a well disguised building in a place where nobody wants to go, and he still puts biometric locks on his doors? This Chrona character either has severe paranoia -which didn't seem to be the case- or he's got a lot to hide from a lot of powerful people.
She made a short inventory of the kitchen, helped herself to a bottle of water and made a mental note to return there shortly when she arrived at the "Dungeon" and read the sign.
A message like that on an unlocked door in a place otherwise more secure than Fort Knox?
She shrugged and smiled to herself, it reminded her a lot of the door of her dorm room in college.
Her polite knock on the door was followed by a shy "Excuse me... is there anyone in there? "
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A slightly digitised voice came back, soft and matching Silk's shy tone. "H-Hello... you must be one of Brother's guests..."
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"Yes, yes I am. Sorry to bother you, but your brother's busy with one of my friends and kind of got lost looking for the bathroom... this place is a maze!"
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"Yes, brother didn't want it easy to navigate. The bathroom is near the kitchen, if you've not been there yet take two rights and the third left. Oh, Oh, sorry, I've been rude, I'm Kristina."
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Joe was genuinely surprised that the ghouls were still coming at her through the barrage rather than running off to lick their wounds. All over the promise of the maybe 20 kilos of meat on her body... Maybe they weren't after meat, but the promise of death that poured off of her. Goody. The quick one gets it first.
Quickdraw 1 threshold (2) Rea 7 + 6 skill +2 spec = 15d6.hits(5) → [2,3,4,2,4,1,3,2,1,2,5,2,5,2,1] = (2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080627/) just barely..
Attack 1 Agl 6 +6 skill +2 spec -1 light = 13d6.hits(5) → [4,3,5,6,5,5,3,5,6,4,1,6,4] = (7) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080632/) 7 hits Base 8P
Quickdraw 2 (2) 15d6.hits(5) → [4,2,4,3,2,6,6,2,6,3,2,6,1,2,5] = (5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080648/) success.
Attack 2 + free action to call shot for +1 increased damage. Agl 6 +6 skill +2 spec -1 light -1 called shot +1 wildcat = 13d6.hits(5) → [4,2,2,2,3,5,6,4,6,4,3,1,2] = (3) 3 hits, base 9P -1 to dodge.
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"Oh, wow. No, sorry, that was my mistake, I'm a guest here and I didn't even introduce myself properly! Hello Kristina, my name's Aswan but most people call me Silk, nice almost meeting you, you have a very pleasant voice."
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10d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080686/)
16d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080688/)
11d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080692/)
16d6.hits(5)=8 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080695/)
It couldn't dodge the knives, both went deep into it's chest, it coughed blood onto the gravel and dirt. The other two ghouls sniffed the air and immediately charged their leader, pinning him to the ground and tearing into him. Ignoring you and their own wounds they slowly began devouring him alive. As strong as he had been he wasn't ready to be turned on.
Inside
"Thank you very much Silk, so do you. Apparently it didn't sound like this for a while.. Brother installed it so I'd sound like I did when I was younger."
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"I only met him just a couple of minutes ago, but he sure sounds like a good guy. This place, is it his or does he just do his work here... whatever it is he does, there's so many things I stumbled across and I still couldn't figure it out."
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"He's a runner like you guys but got some big jobs done and bought this place, it used to be just the outer warehouse."
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"Heh. Not 'like us guys"'or well, not like me, I know that for sure. I've got to do a whole lot more jobs before I could afford something like this place.
So you're not a runner, Kristina? It's got to be tough living in a neighborhood like this if you're not... you know... 'used to' danger."
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"I can handle myself thanks to.. um.. a couple things. Brother likes to protect me too."
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"I'm sure he does, big guy like him probably doesn't get into that many unwanted fights even in this neighborhood. Anyway, it's been really nice talking to you but nature calls you know. I'll tell your brother I ran into y... well... into your door I guess." Silk sounds cheerful.
She takes a couple of steps back towards the maze of corridors and then stops and asks in an uncertain voice "The second right and then the third left, right?"
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"Hehe, take two rights and the third left. Have a good night!"
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"Right! Well... Two rights. Thanks a lot! I've still got some time to kill before I can get to work and the others don't really seem to be in a talkative mood, so if you feel like chatting a bit, I'll be in the lab."
Silk quickly followed the directions towards the bathroom and since she was there anyway, used it too. On her way back to the lab, she passed by the kitchen again to grab some more bottles of water, a roll of shrink wrap and a couple of kitchen towels.
She put the stuff below a chair and sat down on it while composing a message to Creepy Joe. "Getting ready for a chat with our tired friend, any specific questions you need him to answer? Pretty quiet here, anything happening at your place?"
Leaning back in the chair, Silk focused on the Seattle Celebrity Watchers Chatroom while leaving several news feeds running in smaller windows. Still nothing on the news about the events in the club... had the policlubber managed to make this go unnoticed? She seriously hoped not, being able to hide something this big would mean he had some pretty long and well connected strings to pull.
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Joe watched the ghouls scramble over each other, all of them wounded and all of them struggling to take each others lives. They were driven thoughtlessly by need, with no concept of consequence or danger. Poor idiot things couldn't find their way out of that hell. They were blind to the great release waiting inside them, so they tried to pull it out of others. They needed her help. She would guide them to that first, greatest promise - the sole promise of a loving god - the oblivion of death. Relief was coming.
Last pass same as the first. She's going to pelt them with rocks for stun damage.
11d6.hits(5) → [5,4,2,2,2,3,3,3,3,1,3] = (1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3082667/) hurr sux. So 2S +hits -4 dodge (minus 6 or 7 with wound modifiers -2 more if prone) +4 AP
Off hand 9d6.hits(5) → [5,2,1,2,6,2,6,3,6] = (4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3082670/) same biz.[/qupte]
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The ghoul's bodies laid there, pale shells now. Whatever was left of their souls would soon move on if they continued to bleed at this rate. The night grew quieter.
Silk's AR was the opposite.
"I'll leave the interview up to you. Clinics safe, hasn't aired yet but caught this on the 'trix nearby during monitoring."
SLAUGHTER AT EQUILIBRIUM
A tall Asian woman in a smart Neo-Japanese business dress, "I stand now in front of the successful equilibrium nightclub, where a most horrific scene has occurred tonight! The intrepid Knight Errant has cordoned the area to investigate but I managed to catch some of the survivors for short interviews. Their harrowing tale talks of armed men invading after opening time and forcing them too remain trapped in the club's freezers. Only half the staff, all the humans and a few elves were left alive though, one survivor watched the remainder be brutally gunned down. Why only the Trolls and Orcs were targeted is unknown at this time.
Ah! here comes an officer now, Mr. Athack, Sir!? Lt. Athack? Any word on the culprits?"
The one of the biggest trolls you've ever seen, stuffed into a KE uniform, turns. His face filled with rage as he turns, "No Comment!" He reached out a huge hand at the camera, followed by static.
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This time Chrona span round to avoid the blow, he flattened his hand, ignoring his gloves. He shot the hand forward like a spike.
12d6.hits(5)=6 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3080426/)
Full Block Reaction 5 + Unarmed 5 + Spec Boxing 2 + Improved Unarmed 2 + Unarmed 5 (Full Block) + Improved Unarmed 2 (Full Block) (21d6.hits(5)=7) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3085407/)
Hank raised his gloves deflecting the blow to the side, trying to focus on keeping his head behind protection.
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Chrona really thought that one would hit, he followed up with his left, then because of Hank's defensive stance, followed it with his right.
Been forgetting the -1 wound penalty, but also his speialty on the last attack, oh well
left:13d6.hits(5)=6 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3086346/) DV 7 @ Dodge -1
Right:13d6.hits(5)=1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3086350/) WTF Invisable castle, Edge: 12d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3086351/) WTF DV 7 @ Dodge -2
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Noise flicked a third butt away from herself as she leaned against her car. She hated the waiting games. There was just too much.... waiting. Closing her eyes she let herself relax further against the small car and thumbed the play switch on her link, letting music fill the void that time was leaving.
Rippin' my heart was so easy,
so easy, launch your assault now,
take it easy, Raise your weapon,
Raise your weapon,
One word and it's over,
Rippin' through like a missile,
rippin' through my heart,
Rob me of this love,
Raise your gun,
raise your gun and it's over.
She opened her eyes, without actually looking through them as the beat of the song picked up. What she saw was a memory of the past. A time she didn't particularly like to visit.
Lights flash and the music pounds in her ears the sounds of Trillo had captured the dance floor and she was caught up in it like the rest.
Now she's at the bar draped over some guy just to get some free drinks, she won't be going home with him tonight and men are such an easy mark to get things you want.
She dances with him near the VIP section, sending glances to the man sitting behind the thinly veiled curtain. That's what she's after.
Love your ego,
you won't feel a thing,
always number one,
the pen with a bent wrist crooked king,
sign away our peace,
for your war, one word and it's over.
Dropping your bombs now,
on all we've built,
how does it feel now to watch it burn, burn, burn?
Raise your weapons, raise your weapons... And its over.
Behind the curtain herself now. It wasn't her idea to be here, it never was her idea to do anything.
She sat in his lap occasionally whispering in his ear, tolerating his roaming hands.
He looked about 50, real old for an Ork, must have been one that changed. Or he was just that fucking ugly. Didn't matter.
She nibbled on his ear and was rewarded with a slap on her rear. And then the club was gone.
Rippin' my heart was so easy,
so easy, launch your assault now,
take it easy. Raise your weapon,
raise your weapon, one word and it's over.
Rippin' through like a missile,
rippin' through my heart,
rob me of this love.
Raise your weapon, raise your weapon...
And it's over. How does it feel now to watch it burn, burn, burn?
A high class hotel suite, president's suite most likely.
Open bottles of champagne litter the room, and they're alone, he's seen fit to want privacy for what he thinks is coming.
She walks over to the kitchen and grabs a tray of fruits and cheeses, her clothes falling to the floor almost as if magic as she walks back to him.
Rippin' my heart was so easy,
so easy, launch your assault now,
take it easy. Raise your weapon,
raise your weapon, one word and it's over.
Rippin' through like a missile,
rippin' through my heart,
rob me of this love.
Raise your weapon, raise your weapon... And it's over.
Super slow motion/Lightning fast, the tray falls to the floor/the knife comes up in her hand and the distance between them disappear.
The knife blurs as it travels/grapes squish between her toes.
One quick stroke to finish it/He's not there.
Confusion as her momentum takes her to the ground/Pain as the room seems to go bright white, then dark black.
Ease up your ego,
you won't feel a thing,
always number one,
the pen with a bent wrist crooked king,
sign away our peace, for your war,
one word and it's over.
Dropping your bombs now,
on all we've built,
how does it feel now to watch it burn, burn, burn?
Raise your weapon, raise your weapons... And its over.
Noise flicks another butt away as the cherry is just about to burn her fingers, she doesn't even remember lighting another it. She blinks hard to wipe away the memory and takes a moment to bring herself back to reality. She steps away from the car, stomping on the discarded cigarette. Back down towards the trap door and the secret underground lair of super ghoul... It was time to get some answers out of this merc.
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left:13d6.hits(5)=6 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3086346/) DV 7 @ Dodge -1
Right:13d6.hits(5)=1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3086350/) WTF Invisable castle, Edge: 12d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3086351/) WTF DV 7 @ Dodge -2
Hank took a second to catch his breath, using his superior intellect to quickly analyse the situation. "Don't stay here Hank, he's gonna kill you. Move out, Duck for Godsake !" He could hear Hal yell at him from his corner as if he was there. He saw the first left coming and raised his right arm to block Chrona's blow.
Reaction 5 + Unarmed 5 + Boxing 2 + Improved Skill 2 - 1 Dodge (14d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3087736/)Crap forgot about the -1 dodge so that would mean hit (last die was a 6), let's spend a Edge on that :D
Edge Reroll (8d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3087750/)
He knew the Right was coming, that would be the smart thing to do, so he rushed in the defenses, a little too late unfortunately.
Reaction 5 + Unarmed 5 + Boxing 2 + Improved Skill 2 - 2 Dodge (12d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3087753/)
I assume here that Hank removed his armor before getting in the ring, otherwise he'd have some more protection
Body 5 soaking DV8 (5d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3087756/) Hank take 7S and his knocked prone
The Right connected right to Hank's jaw leaving him stunned for a bit, his knee down to the ground. Shaking his head, he mumbles I'm Ok before trying to get back on his feet. Body 5 + Willpower 4 -2 Wounds (7d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3087759/) Hank is able to stand up
EDIT : Damn thought that Standing up was a Free Action. Hank is out left with a Simple Action so he'll try to activate Increase Agility again then.
Magic 6 + Improved Attribute 2 -2 Wounds (6d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3087768/) Hank is now at AGI 5
As he got up, he threw himself right at Chrona, fighting with desperation. It was not often that Hank was in the position and of all contingency plans he could have, being beaten by a giant Ghoul was not an expected outcome. Looks like I'll have to improvise
Agility 4 + Unarmed 7 + Boxing 2 -2 Wounds (11d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3087763/) @DV8
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With the ghouls gone quiet, the whole world seemed to follow suit. Inside Joe, the Girl in the Room went quiet too. That was the relief she'd needed. Joe walked toward the piled up ghoul bodies as they bled out into the dirt. She crouched a bit closer so that she could be as near to them as possible when they died. Their relief was her relief. She delivered the remedy to end all pain, once, twice and a third time. She was very reluctant to leave her knives in the fast ghoul's lungs, but she would not risk infection.
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The ghouls would be gone by morning, one way or another, nothing lasts long in the barrens.
Chrona used the time it took Hank to right himself to ready his left again, he made a sweeping blow.
12d6.hits(5)=4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3088297/)
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Reaction 5 + Unarmed 5 + Boxing 2 + Improved Skill 2 - 2 Wounds (12d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3089566/)
Hank was shaken but he could see Chrona punch going. He duck right under it and went for the kidney.
Agility 5 + Unarmed 5 + Improved Skill 2 + Boxing 2 - 2 Wounds (12d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3089568/)
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13d6.hits(5)=5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3089578/)
The blow shot past his side as the tall Ghoul continued forward for another swipe.
13d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3089580/)
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As usual :D (12d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3089581/)
This gotta be the first time, I get to fight a round 2 !
Hanks punch was a bit wide, too much anticipation he guessed. Didn't matter, the important was to force him to make a mistake.
12d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3089587/)
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13d6.hits(5)=8 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3089706/)
Dodging that one easily, Chrona got to keep the pressure on.
13d6.hits(5)=5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3089707/) @DV7
This was a solid blow heading up along parallel Hank's extended arm.
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Joe was having trouble walking back as the sweeping glow of happiness washed over her. She wanted to lay down somewhere and just let the waves of satisfaction take her away to a place without pain. As soon as she had stumbled back to Chrona's warehouse, that's exactly what she did. After a few minutes draped across the top of an oil drum, she felt fully refreshed. Her tension was gone and she was ready to continue on with the business at hand.
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After parking Habu in a more secure location Andromeda ended her AR trip. Some time had passed but the two Brawlers where still at it and going wild from the looks, some others had gone somewhere, About silk she was not sure, but LJ was resting on a barrel upstairs, as far as the sedans could tell.
She decided to join him there, as they still had some issue's to discuss.
The way back was event less and Andromeda only hoped that it would not be easy to startle the sleeping Killer. She approached him, being ready to just out of the way of everything that might come her way.
"You sleeping LJ? We still need to talk about the Guns you took from the club and the way you plan to utilize them. what's the plan anyway?"
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Joe sat up on the barrel, still clad only in the chameleon suit.
"Hmm.. no plans really. I don't use guns and I don't have anyone who could sell them for me. I just didn't like the idea of leaving stray arms around. I value the certainty of having them in my possession rather than the uncertainty of leaving them on the ground. I like the fact that, once I've taken a gun, it can no longer be used to shoot me."
By this point, Joe had rolled back and was propping herself up vertically on her elbows in a shoulderstand (http://yoga.about.com/od/yogaposes/a/shoulderstand.htm) while she kicked her legs in the air like pedaling a bicycle.
"It's like with people. A dead person is much less scary than a living one. That's why, when given the option, it's lights out, every time. There's comfort in certainty."
You notice that she's not using any sort of accent or affectation of speech at the moment. She still sounds like a child in timbre, but her speech is even and controlled.
"I suppose it's like the comfort you feel with your machines - I've noticed you're very fond of them. That's because you can trust a machine, yes? I operate in the same fashion. I'm driven to embrace the things which comfort me and to remove anything that threatens me."
She kicked out both her legs together to hop a little in the air, and while momentarily airborne switched her arms and head into a regular headstand.
"That's something you should try to remember when we're working together. I take threats very seriously. They make me very anxious. It isn't something that I can control. For example, the ghoul down there? The cloud of death around him is so thick that his very existence is a threat. I feel myself overwhelmed. Being near him is like standing on a knife blade."
She slowly raised herself up from a headstand to a handstand, to a one-handed handstand. She tried to balance perfectly still on the top of the old barrel.
"You're free to do with them whatever you choose. The guns. You could strip them, sell them, or use them as currency with some barrens gang. I sort of like the last one. Buying goodwill from bad people generally pays off in the long run."
Dipping down, she sprung off her hand and twisted in the air to land with both feet on the edges of the barrel.
"I've found that bad guys can make some of the very best friends."
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seeing as the Smal figure is not attacking her Andromeda loosened her stance and came closer to LJ. At times the disscusion went
"It's like with people. A dead person is much less scary than a living one. That's why, when given the option, it's lights out, every time. There's comfort in certainty."
"But certainty in this lies just in short term, in long term it's more likely to get you killed as just stunning people. Revenge is a powerful advisary to deal with, mostly sparked by death, not injury."
"I suppose it's like the comfort you feel with your machines - I've noticed you're very fond of them. That's because you can trust a machine, yes? I operate in the same fashion. I'm driven to embrace the things which comfort me and to remove anything that threatens me."
"No, Machines and people are the same, you can never trust them. The only thing a machines is better, then people, it is predictability, what will they do in a certain situation, a machine can only follow the order or break down, even get hacked, but rarely. My trust in people has to be earned and you all are still only at the beginning of the way."
Now Andromeda was standing right next to the barrel.
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"If a snake bites you, do you stop to see if it's venomous before you kill it? If you fail to kill it, do you hunt it down or do you tend your wound?"
Joe hopped down from the barrel.
"Revenge is idiotic, and idiots are only dangerous on exposure. Speaking of which, we should probably go rejoin the others."
With that, she started walking toward the entrance to the lower level.
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"If a snake bites you, do you stop to see if it's venomous before you kill it? If you fail to kill it, do you hunt it down or do you tend your wound?"
Joe hopped down from the barrel.
"Revenge is idiotic, and idiots are only dangerous on exposure. Speaking of which, we should probably go rejoin the others."
With that, she started walking toward the entrance to the lower level.
"A snake witch has bitten you, has lost it's venom in your skin, is of no threat, so why still insist on killing it? what would such an act accomplish? would it make you feel better to know that next time there will be a different snake there. or would an act of revenge make you feel better, by killing a beast witch has done you harm?"
Andromeda took a brief pause in between this and the next sentence. It would be hard to speak about revenge, mors so as she herself might fall victim to this terrible darkness.
"Yes, the concept of revenge is idiotic, but so is the larges part of the population. A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, many gangs and even Mafia are proud to be like that.
I might have misunderstood your example with the snake, but it looks like you would rather take a life of someone who has done you harm, even thou it's in no position to do it now, or is it because they might in the future? If you fear the future, then you might as well kill all of us, as someone of us might turn on you. You never know how the shadows will twist and turn. And by the Killing philosophy you have, you are the most likely candidate to have a large bounty on your head.
I understand the urge to protect yourself from any danger, but you can't be safe in these times, you just can't. All we can do is to choose our allies and hope we go the less dangerous way, even thou in this line of work it is not as easy as it seems."
Andromeda finished her monologue just as they reached the door to the basement, she was not sure LJ had listened tho her ranting, at least he had not shown any emotional outbreaks. Still this Little one was to unpredictable as for now to categorize it's behavior, so Andromeda was still in the dark, whether he had had any impact on the small one.
"Let's go in, Chibbi."
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Reaction 5 + Unarmed 7 + Boxing 2 -2 Wounds + Unarmed 7 (Full Defense) (19d6.hits(5)=8) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3095535/)
Hank had no choice, he could still feel the pain of the last hit. So he went all out defensive. At some point he will do an error he thought. But the fight was still going on and so far no errors were made. A couple more, he thought, then we'll see what happens next
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"Chance..."
He ducked down suddenly to meet Hank's eye level and sprang forward, leaping at him.
Attack to knock down: 13d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3095659/) EDGE: 11d6.hits(5)=7 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3095663/) 9 Hits at Dodge -1
If he succeeds (he scores more hits than the defender),
compare the attacker’s Strength + net hits to the defender’s Body.
If the attacker’s total exceeds the defender’s Body, the attacker knocks
the defender to the ground.
so versus STR 11+ net
If it works you get -2 to dodge (and -2 for consecutive dodge), an hes following you to the ground with claws at your throat with +3
"-8 to hit the neck, if you do damage in excess of twice their body...they lose their head."
5d6.hits(5)=4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3095669/)3d6.hits(5)=1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3095804/) 5 Hits DV7 -4 to dodge
Only body to soak, no armour on your neck.
This is a "Killing Intent" sort of thing, he's not actually trying to take your head off in a sparring match.
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Turning around in the doorway to face her, she looked Andromeda in the eyes.
"This is the second time you've said I should kill you. I am keeping track."
She sighed.
"Yes, you did misunderstand."
Joe walked through the door to the basement.
"In the metaphor, I am the snake."
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Turning around in the doorway to face her, she looked Andromeda in the eyes.
"This is the second time you've said I should kill you. I am keeping track."
She sighed.
"Yes, you did misunderstand."
Joe walked through the door to the basement.
"In the metaphor, I am the snake."
"So be it then, still there is no point in killing you, or me for that matter. There is no gain from such action only losses."
She paused a bit, but then decided to let a bit of her own grief out in the open, just to make the understanding much better.
"I might even had agreed with your point, IF I did not had to wittiness the long arm of revenge myself. I see from where you are coming and i understand your logic, but so do I remember what is the cost of pissing the wrong people off. And killing someone, goes way further, then just wounding/stunning."
Andromeda was getting tired of speaking, as she had not been used to have long, argumented discussions, since she left the Junkyard.
" i think we could go on a bit longer, but as i see it, this is getting as realistic as speaking about religion or philosophy, where there is the best cut apron for everyone, and they differ one from the other."
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Reaction 5 + Unarmed 7 + Boxing 2 -2 Wounds + Unarmed 7 (Full Defense) -1 dodge (17d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3099503/)
Hank was surprised from the tackle. In a flash he was on the ground with a giant fist going at his head. He ducked and rolled on his side, with the claw missing bit an inch.
Reaction 5 +Unarmed 7 + Unarmed 7 + Boxing 2 - Wounds 2 -4 Dodge (15d6.hits(5)=8) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3099506/) I think IC feels bad about the previous run
He still was in a bad posture and Chrona did seem to get a little angry. Maybe it was not the time to get the Ghoul in a real bad mood, you never know with these guys, one bite and it was all over.
"Alright, Alright, I think you got me" he said laughing. "Was a while since I actually got somebody that could last more than a punch, I was rusty it seems !"
Hank got back on his feet "You owe me a rematch now, let's take a look at this mercenary guy now"
Hank was not really happy about how it turned out. He reviewed the fight in his head trying to figure out what he did wrong. "Was this recorded ? I could use some video time to analyse that...". Well at least he lost in a fight with a massive Ork ghoul, there are more shameful losses... but a loss is a loss and Hank didn't like it.
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Chrona grinned as he got off the dwarf, whatever Hank had seen in him was gone now, Bloodlust perhaps?
"Sure, you can view the Security Trid later."
He laughed a little as he stripped off the second skin and saw the boxer deep in thought. "Don't over think it. When fighting Infected we have the bonus of being able to picture you as a meal. It makes us more likely to pounce or rush in though. Next time you'll know.
You go ahead, this interviews up to you guys."
Hacker ran into RL problems and Ten-Hex is AWOL but we continue on properly now people.
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Silk smiled when Chrona and Hank returned from their fight, reached under her chair to pick up one of the bottles of water she'd gotten from the kitchen and tossed it towards Hank.
"Catch! Thought you might need some refreshment after such an exercise. Sure took you guys a while!"
She looked at Hank, a bit of awe and amazement in her eyes and voice.
"Did you really last that long against some...", she almost said 'something like that' but stopped herself just in time, "...one so much bigger and, you know, he IS a ghoul..."
Turning to Chrona. "Oh, right, before I forget, I'll buy a dozen of doses from you if that's okay."
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"Sure. I'll get them ready while yu ork over the guy, catch you in a few."
He headed out again in the direction of the lab.
Your prisoner will be waking any minute now.
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Silk pointed to the metal table and asked Chrona and Hank to help move it in the interrogation room and put the guy on it. She put something below the feet of the table so the merc's head would be lying slightly lower than his feet.
While they were lifting, she spoke to Chrona "Thanks. Oh, right, before I forget. You pulled that other guy's brain apart for info so I suppose you're the one to ask what holes there are in the information CJ wanted. No need to spend time on extracting answers to questions he's already got the answers to neither."
She used cuffs and several layers of shrink wrap to strap the merc to the table. While she double-checked the bonds, she looked at the people still standing in the room.
"Now if you don't mind, I'd like some private quality time with the guy who shot me." Something in her voice could have dropped the room temperature below zero.
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"Info on the hiring, Meatbag didn't know. He seemed to have the idea but the other guy followed through on everything. Anything you think might help you find him I guess."
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The ex-Lonestar officer lay on his back with hands and feet chained to the table. Quiet moans and weak movement in his fingers and a few moments later his limbs and head were signs of the sedatives wearing out and his consciousness coming back.
Silk stood in the corner of the room with her back against the wall and watched him through an array of opaque AR windows in her vision. He couldn't look in her direction and she was careful not to make a sound. She chatted on the matrix and watched some more news feeds while he woke.
He woke to find himself lying tied to a metal table in a dimly lit room, no one to be seen, nothing to be heard. His last recollection was running towards the entrance of the VIP room, then... his head still hurt... blackness.
She turned up the volume of the music inside her head and turned down the sounds of his voice asking if anyone was there, if anyone could hear him, what the hell was going on. He struggled against the restraints that held him, kicking and pulling, screaming and shouting but got no response.
Silk waited for over half an hour while the fear and desperation inside the merc's head built; give a man in his situation enough time to himself and he'll put more fear inside his own head than hours of exhaustive torture could achieve... well, almost.
Enough time had passed, she assumed that by now the drugs had worn out enough for him to be fully awake and conscious but the gamma-scopolamine would still have broken most of his mental resistance.
Without saying a word Silk moved out of the corner towards her target, taking care to remain out of his vision. He heard her and opened his mouth to say something, but she covered his mouth and chin with plastic wrap before he could speak. The cellophane was immediately followed by a towel draped over his entire head. Silk unscrewed the cap of her water bottle and slowly poured it out over the towel.
Waterboarding was very simple, efficient and clean. The water moved into the nasal cavity and the only way to keep it out was by slowly breathing out though the nose; this was done instinctively by the body. But after about 15 seconds the lungs ran out of air to exhale, so the water would pour through to the sinuses and the trachea. The small amount of water and the low position of the head compared to the lungs made sure the subject wouldn’t really drown or suffocate unless you were careless, but to the subject itself, the brains started sending out emergency signals as if drowning. The wet towel and tight cellophane wrap only added to the experience, the blocked vision to the feeling of helplessness.
She waited 30 seconds then pulled back the towel from the nose and tilted his head sideways.
”Есть три шимпанзе танцевать в розовом пачка!”, she shouted at him in Russian while allowing him to take in some air and cough up the water. Before he could react -his panicked brain was focusing on getting air and he couldn’t speak with the plastic wrap over his mouth- she put the towel back over his face and started pouring again. ”Бананы изогнутые желтые рыбы, охота пловцов в верхушках деревьев!”
Less than a minute later, she removed the towel from his nose again and allowed him to breathe. He struggled for breath as if he hadn’t breathed for minutes and she could almost hear his heart pounding in his chest. She heard his muffled voice, attempts to speak or scream foiled by the plastic over his mouth. ”Три пачки в день держит отдельно доктора!”. More Russian shouting, it sounded more urgent and threatening. She removed the cellophane from his mouth. ”чизкейк!”
His managed to stutter ”I... But I don’t u-” before he was interrupted by another ”чизкейк!” shout and got another towel stuffed in his mouth as a gag, the wet towel over his face and the water pouring again.
This time it didn’t take that long, the water stopped flowing and the towel was removed from his eyes and nose even he ran out of breath. Silk’s face leaned over his, she frowned and seemed to be thinking.
”Shit.”, she cursed to herself. ”Ah crap... idiot! That’s what you get for hanging around a Russian the whole night.” She turned to him, ”You don’t speak Russian, do you?” He shook his head wildly, muffled attempts at shouting sounded through the wet towel in his mouth.
She paced around the table, looking slightly worried and stressed. Arriving in his head again, she seemed to have come up with an idea and smiled brightly.
”Tell you what, you don’t tell anyone about this little mistake and we just forget all about it! Just let me try again, okay?” She sounded sincere and exited like a child.
There weren’t any words for the agony in his eyes when he saw her reach for the towel and water bottle again and slowly drape the cloth over his face again. The towel drowned his screams. The water poured longer this time.
”You better start giving some answers!”.
A minute passed. The towel was removed, then the gag. He spoke quickly. ”But you didn...” The gag got put in his mouth again.
“No buts! I want answers!”. Repeat procedure, slightly longer.
More panic in his eyes and voice. ”I don’t even know...”
”You better start remembering then!” Repeat procedure, even longer. ”You can make this all stop, just give me some good answers!”
The towels removed again, he managed to blurt out ”What do you want to know?!”
A surprised look appeared on Silk’s face.
”I didn’t...?”
She frowned as if in deep thought again, her lips moving as she seemed to be talking herself over the past couple of minutes again. Her victim lay on the table, thankful with the pause and a chance to breathe.
”I didn’t repeat the question?? Oh god..."
She started another nervous walk around the table again.
” It’s just nerves, you know... Questioning an ex-cop... Probably had got lots of experience in with this kind of stuff, you know... A lot more than me! Makes you want to make a good impression, right?"
She sighed as she finished her round and picked up the wet towels and water bottle again, then leaned over him, her face close to his. Her breath smelled like strawberries, her perfume a blend of other fruits. The frightening thing was her smile. It was a genuine, heartfelt, friendly smile, nothing could be more eerie and out of place.
”Ok, fine. You’re going to tell me everything you know about Corland Ragley. How he hired you, what he hired you for, how you make contact, where to find him. Everything. The only question is how much more practice I’ll get at this interrogation thing.”
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Spiting out the last bits of water, his vision swimming. He was panicking and felt forced to comply.
"Take over the club, b-babysit his brother. Kill the runners that arrive...I... I don't feel right... We needed work... Tanya..need money.. he found us online...met..met on our turf... safe house.. Burner 'links.. I can't think straight...
My men, what happened to them?"
He wasn't even sure what the question was any more, his mind jumbled and his body numb..
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The man sounded a lot less coherent than she had hoped him to be. Of course some sort of shock had to be expected after what he went through, but considering his profession she'd hoped he'd be a little stronger. She had made more plans for him, but executing them now would probably prove too much for him to handle and push him over edge. If he wasn't already.
"You really should worry more about yourself than about your men. They aren't in my hands. Now get your head straight, half-coherent ramblings aren't going to help you much. We want Ragley. And who the drek is Tanya?"
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"Okay...Okay... It was like this.."
It took a while to recount everything but in 30 minutes you got everything you could.
They'd ll been in the 'Star, when KE took over and they were laid off they formed a street level mercenary group. They had tried to become freelance Security but couldn't get the license. They have a safe house in Puyallup (You now have the address) that they use, the disposable commlink Ragley gave them is there, they hadn't destroyed it yet. Ragley contacted them over the matrix then met them at the safe house. He brought one man with him, hooded and masked. Possibly a bodyguard, he never spoke.
They'd been paid in advance, by credstick 2k each, to come running if Ragley needed them, the Club gig was short notice and they had to hire outside help for hacking.
It was definitely the scarred Ragley hiring them. When they got to the club they rounded everyone up and put them in the freezers which the hacker disabled.
Ragley then arrived, demanding 4 things.
1. Turn the freezers on.
2. To babysit and protect his Broher who -must- be referred to as "Boss" at all times as well as Ragley himself.
3. A direct line to the comms.
4. A gun.
He then slaughtered the Orcs and Trolls.
The Ex-Lonestar Lieutenant's name is Ron Salt. He knows you'll probably kill him and begged a last request. There's a safe in the safe house with the credsticks in, he asks you give at least a few to his daughter, Tanya. She's an elf born to Human Parents and after her Mother dying in a Halloweener's fire if he's gone too and has no money she might turn to the Ancients. He begs you to at least get her some of it, the rest and the safe house is yours.
He gives you the Security Override Code.
I think this is everything, If you think i've missed something just lemme know.
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Silk asked a couple more questions and listened to the answers, then walked outside without saying another word and closed the door behind her.
She relayed the info to the rest, everything but the info about the safe & daughter and the address of the safe house (she just mentions she's got it).
"Anything else we need or do I knock him out again? I figure drugs are better to keep those 'wares fresh."
Assuming we're all gathered back inside. If not, relaying the info over the comms too. She's got it all recorded to make sure she didn't miss anything, but she's not sharing recordings. They might be able to guess how she got the info out of him, but they don't need to know for sure.
Questions she asks:
About the safehouse: security measures and if there's anyone left there.
Any tags left to trace the gun Ragley's got.
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"We tagged them all.. frequencies are on a nexus at the safe house... It's got a couple drones and a turret, the codes should turn them off..."
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"Interesting, Silk, do we want to go take a look at this warehouse ? It seem that we could grab a couple extra going there." But, yeah, to answer your question I think we got it all."
Hank paused and think for a bit." Do we know how much 'wares are in there ?".
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"Interesting, Silk, do we want to go take a look at this warehouse ? It seem that we could grab a couple extra going there." But, yeah, to answer your question I think we got it all."
Hank paused and think for a bit." Do we know how much 'wares are in there ?".
"Second the notion to check the place out." Andromda knew it would be no afternon parkstroll, but in her mind at least, the risks where fesable.
" Of course, we should make sure it's not a third ambush today, but knowing their equipment, the stuff we might finder there would greatly increase our payout. The drones and the turret is of particular interest to me.
What do you say?"
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I say we move out as soon as possible, longer we wait, the better the chances that somebody will know that this "team" is down and will try to scavenge a couple of things.
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It's nearing 3 a.m. the sun will rise near 4 a.m. when you'll have completed CJ's request to lay low till sun up.
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Joe had gotten really bored. Waiting around an hour so that she could wait around an hour before waiting around an hour. Not likely. She went into the room where Silk had been, jumped up on the table and sat on the man's chest.
"How's your head?"
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"Whatcha doing Joe, you really think you can get more out of him? And please don't damage him too much, broken 'ware won't fetch a good price."
Or do you just want to play a sadistic game with a helpless victim? He's had an hour of that already.
She'd been planning to 'find' the vault and then share the credsticks it contained instead of keeping them for herself, gaining some points of 'professional-rep'. But that would probably only count if actually done with pro's instead of... whatever that woman's problem was. Choices, choices.
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"Swimming... but what do you care..." he glared then looked away.
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Joe watched the man like a bug in a jar as he put on a tough front.
"It's important that you are aware. You can't understand anything unless you are aware of your situation. For example, you know that you will likely die tonight. Are you aware of why? Do you know what happened to your friends? Do you know who you were really serving by serving Ragley? I'm offering you the chance to understand. Is there anything you would like to know? You've earned the honesty due to the doomed."
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The man looked back. "It was you then, you killed them. I've heard your tone before... All right then, why? What happened to them and ho was I serving?"
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Joe was a placid as a cool pond while she looked at the man. The blur suit warped light around her whole body so that only her goggles were floating in space, unobscured.
"I killed many of them, yes, but I left several alive and unconscious, much like yourself. They weren't taken by us, but rather by the police. Likely they will be processed by your replacements in Knight Errant and sent to prison for assault and as accessory to multiple first degree murders. There are three of them still alive, waiting to go to a prison run by your former co-workers in Lone Star. I imagine that they won't have a good time of it if they are even allowed to arrive before the politician silences them. After all, they were witness to him murdering all of the goblinized patrons and workers. He did this because he is a rabid anti-metahuman activist connected to the same anti-metahuman groups which backed Brackhaven, the man who had you and all the other tin-stars fired. So, you and your men died trying to protect the interests of the people who got you fired to begin with. That's pretty terrible. May I ask why you didn't walk out after the killings started?"
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"We... needed the money, we couldn't back down just cos it got complicated. We were prepared to be on the other side of the law.
But you're right.. It was a terrible choice to work for him..."
The man doesn't look away again but sighs.
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All this waiting was really starting to get Boring, so Andromeda decided to do something fun, something she enjoyed fulheartedly.
"Oy, Chrona, might you have some junk around i might play with, or maybe something broken i might repair before i die of hyperBoredomia."
Thinking a bit more she added
"or at least a bed where i could crash until we are ready to be on our way."
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"All right... Follow me, I dragged something outa the Rotten Apple's sewers a few months back. It's upstairs."
The ghoul showed you to a heap in the corner of the warehouse, out from it he pulled a wreck.
An MCT Hachiman. It's falling apart, 20..no 30 years old maybe.
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"All right... Follow me, I dragged something outa the Rotten Apple's sewers a few months back. It's upstairs."
The ghoul showed you to a heap in the corner of the warehouse, out from it he pulled a wreck.
An MCT Hachiman. It's falling apart, 20..no 30 years old maybe.
Andromeda felt like a child in a toy store, store might be the wrong word, but the only thing she saw was enough to take her breath away.
"I know this one, we had one just like it on the Junkyard, to it was beyond repair and we had to scavenge it, but this might actually be repairable, tho i would have to take a peek inside first." She run quickly up to the drone, took a second look only to remember that her tool all where safely stored in Habu's rather large stomack.
"do you have some tools by any chance?" she said in an childish voice, just like children do when they ask their parents for some sweets. "or do i have to find my own?"
Bringing in Habu / leaving the Drone as it is for the time being
Habu / Drone
Habu / Drone
Habu / Drone
Damn thats a hard decision to make.
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"We've got facility level tools here, it's no Nano-Forge though so you might need to buy parts on the markets. You can come back to it any time you want though. It's good to help a fellow Orc fr once."
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"We've got facility level tools here, it's no Nano-Forge though so you might need to buy parts on the markets. You can come back to it any time you want though. It's good to help a fellow Orc fr once."
Really you do, thats just perfect, might i ask where they are? And might you lend me a hand in moving the drone there?
By closer look you can see bullet holes in the Armour and the heavy hand of corrosion on it, still it does not look repairable, thou it might still be.
"just don't say you used up all your energy fighting." she said followed by a natural grin.
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"Heh, Other side of the warehouse. Heave-ho!"
Chrona helps you drag it to the side, nearer the step van.
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"Law is only a tool wielded by those who would justify their own transgressions. When you stayed the course and said that slaughter for money was acceptable, you breached something greater than a law. You crossed a boundary beyond which lies the realm of the destroyer. You made a choice to seek death, and in that moment, you gave away what light was left inside of you. Your only protection from all the evil in the world has fled. Were you so hungry for money that you couldn't see that? What did you hope to buy with such Mammon? What comfort or safety could exist in this world where I live and wait? What could be worth that price?"
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"You wouldn't understand... just leave me alone now...I've told you everything..."
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"Heh, Other side of the warehouse. Heave-ho!"
Chrona helps Andromeda to drag the drone to the side, nearer the step van.
"Thanks, for the help, would have needed the whole hour to get it here myself."
Andromeda got the first few tools
"If you like you can stay around and have a look inside with me."
She started to take off the the Armour plates and other protective parts of the drone. Most of the hardware looked intact, small corrosive damage here and there, but the main computer must have been outside the water of the sewer. the servos on the other hand where made more of holes then of the servos themselves, even the motor had some holes in it. But the biggest problems would be the visual sensors of this specific model, they are just that rare to find, as it is one of the most destroyed pieces. if she manages to find some sort of blueprints Andromeda might even try to make some herself.
Must have uses some heavy weapons against this one.
After inspecting the drone she started to disable it, making 3D blueprints of everything she took out, as well as of it's place of origin in the drone, making sure she can put it back together afterwards. Keeping notes in these old things is the most important part, as having blueprints might be even more difficult.
After the first hour Andromed knew that with no new parts this drone will not be even able to run basic scans, just be stationary and most likly will shoot just at one point, and after the first shoot the aim will be a lottery, so the repair must and here.
just a short call home to check out the old man's situation at the junkyard.
>knight errant, state your business.<
>Cut the crap, pops, still haven't lost your jokes. just wanted to know how are you doing and if you still have some of my notes from 7 years ago when we too the Hachiman and scavenged it for parts? sure that the parts are all sold but my priority are the notes, could you please check for them?will be coming home soon for a day or two, would appreciate if you would get some powders for my forge, with is again dried out of everything, you know how it goes when you work on the countryside.
then until later.
p.s. my business is calling you on your jokes, keep them coming. ;D<
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"You still haven't figured out the questions you should be asking... That's okay. There's still time for you to think about it. Possibly hours. I'll be around."
Joe planted her hands on either side of the man's head and flipped down.
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"Cut the cryptic crap.. I'm beat up and drugged and you want me to answer questions with questions? Here's two, what do you want to get out of talking to me now? Trying to take Solace in my imminent demise because you can't do it yourself?"
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"I only wondered if you would voice anything like remorse or a need to atone. I didn't know if, knowing your mistakes, you would be compelled to action against your betrayers or to speak in defense of your still-living comrades. You have expressed no interest in either. You seek no mercy and will have none. Instead, you will be made an object lesson so that all your former comrades, the next time one thinks that he can enter into the business of killers, will remember what happened to you. They will speak of Salt's Wounds in hushed tones. Just another in a long list of mistakes that have brought you to this fate."
Joe opened the door,
"I'll be seeing you, Ron."
and left.
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"Of course I'd kill him you slotting drekhole!"
He raged against the table but the restraints held, eventually he went silent
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Silk waited for LJ to finish whatever she was doing with the merc. "Had fun in there? Well, if noone's got any more questions, I'm putting him back to sleep. Keep the 'ware fresh and make sure he doesn't redline it trying to break free or kill himself, he was starting to sound pretty dark near the end."
She picked a syringe and a vial out of the medkit in her backpack and went back into the room, closing the door behind her.
"I've given it some thought. Since you cooperated so well, I'll be kind to you and your daughter and...", she stopped mid-sentence. "Shit, you didn't tell Joe -she's the one who just came in here- about her or the money did you? She'll want to make an example of her. What'd Joe want anyway?"
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"I didn't... she was just being a drekhole.... Thank you..."
He was just staring at the ceiling.
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"Don't thank me... There's simply no need to make this uglier than it needs to be, I'm not an evil person. That performance earlier, it's all just business, I'm sure you understand.", she lied with the sad kind of smile of someone who knows how stupid but nevertheless required this whole business was.
"I'll be drugging you and don't expect you to wake again. But before that, I'd like to give you the chance to record a farewell message to Tanya. Here's what I'm planning to do, I'm certain you'll understand it's for the best."
She explained that she was going to give her some of the money and tell Tanya that she was part of the team he'd been in charge of, how he had stayed behind to buy enough time for her to escape the fight with a group of Ancients, how she was the only one left alive only thanks to her father's heroic sacrifice, how such violence couldn't be fought with more violence but only with law and order.
The message needed to be the kind of message recorded before going on a mission in case things went wrong and would make the recipient place a lot of trust the one who delivered it.
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He agrees and does his best on the recording, it comes out heartfelt.
Amdromeda's call to the junk yard left her with a promise to take a look, "I think it's on an old data chip round here, I'll get back to yah."
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Silk recorded the message, listening to the man's last words to his only child.
When he stopped talking and signaled he was done, she gently gave him the shot of Slab.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure she gets the message. The drugs will take a couple of minutes to kick in."
He nodded, having taken his peace with his fate.
"I'll stay with you until you go. Nobody should spend their last waking minutes alone. Why don't you tell me about your daughter in the meanwhile, Ron. If I were in your team, considering how much you obviously care for her, I'd know some things about her... don't want these last details to mess things up."
Silk watched and listened quietly with genuine interest as the man who shot her, talked about his daughter and went to sleep peacefully and with hope in his heart.
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When it was over, she thought about how easy it would have been to make those last moments of his conscious life a living hell, just by telling him that he'd given her everything she needed to get hooks in his daughter so deep that she'd do everything she 'd suggest to her. But to her own amazement, she felt he'd suffered enough.
PM @Noise: "Sure glad that's over, don't want to stay in this place much longer than necessary. We don't have to stick around and wait for the rest you know, they can deliver the body back to LJ soon enough; we could go see if the safe house is... well, safe."
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Noise finishes the last cig of the pack and curses. She hated running out. She didn't care too much about what happened to their leader, she was just more interested in getting back to her apartment and taking a nice long bath. These all nighters could really get to you sometimes.
@Silk: Finally. I'll be ready at the car.
Noise headed back to the car and stowed her gear before jumping back in the drivers seat to wait for Silk.
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As Silk and LJ did their things with the leader, Hank was looking at his AR clock every 30 seconds. Sure Creepy Joe might want them to lay low for a couple more but doing so was only making the mercenary "safehouse" a little less safe. When he finally saw Silk moving out, he asked her
"We moving ? I'm coming with you if you do"
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"Sorry Hank, Noise really doesn't want to stick around any longer. Would love to take you along, but there's only room for two in the car... It's only half an hour before you guys can take the body back to the clinic, we'll meet up after that."
She smiled. "Don't worry about us, first sign of trouble we'll back off and wait for you to come to our rescue. If not, you should only be an hour behind us."
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<<LJ@Team: You oughtta bring the mage. He can follow you across the astral.>>
Joe moved to the barrels and collected her disguise.
<<Where has he disappeared to anyway? Hope he didn't get too nosy. He seemed the type..>>
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Fiddling with his Brick'link, Chrona replied "Your shaman friend isn't on the sensors... Well that's not good. No record of the main doors opening either... That's creepy...
I know a guy I can call in, dunno when he'd arrive though."
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"Da. Though are small is still no room in car for you Hank. Unless you want shove in trunk? Is only small amount of explosive in there and is no possible way for them to accidentally go... boom? Yes?"
Though Noise smiles at the dwarf while she talks it's hard to tell if it's because she's being earnest or if she'd just like the dwarf to say OK to the trunk so she can stuff him in there. One might get the feeling that a very bumpy route might be had if there was a passenger in the trunk.
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somewhere from behind the Van you can hear Andromeda's voice roar above the sound of work.
" If ya find some more goers you might take my ride, bigger, more space"
a loud sound stopped the sentence midway
"that wasn't supposed to be so damaged, ****."
then there was just the sound of metal, beeps of programming and some kind of Ork muttering, you could not distinguish.
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<<@Team: At last check, we'll need the sedan to move the guy. Besides, why wouldn't the two women whose picture the police have, and whose car is full of illegal weaponry be the ones to go check and see if the safehouse is crawling with tin men? It's just good sense.>>
Joe looked for a moment at the barrel where she had been laying earlier, and then walked to the sedan.
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"Hey guys, I sent out word earlier for a Hacker. Got one whose gonna meet you at the safe house. Noise may even know him."
He put his commlink away. "I've called in a Shaman for you too, they'll met the rest of you here."
@Kitten: BloodClaw has pegged a team for you to run with. He knows you're a team player used to diversity so gave you the spot, you're to meet them at a warehouse deep in the Barrens.
@Space: Gerad heard a Hacker bailed on a team mid-run, he's not sure if it'll be a good investment opportunity or not but you're to rendezvous with two of the team outside a run-down one story house in Puyallup.
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Hank raised an eyebrow "Err, I'm not too fond of you girls going all commando again, we know how it turned out last time. It could have turned much worse, let's not make the same mistakes again, that would just prove we don't learn from crap that happens...
And what about these new guys. Did we know something about them ? I mean will they randomly dispear in your "safehouse" Chrona or they should be safe ?" Hank said the last sentence in a semi-serious tone, making sure he was mostly poking the Ghoul for fun. With Truth but anyway !
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Space sends a reply to his fixer: Thank man, I will check it out. Do you know anything more specific about those runners?
Space also used the rest of the day to install this new gear which Gerad had send him to his commlink while his search agent looks for some maps and simple info's about the meeting area.
Like Gerad, Space didn't know if this it was a good idea to jump into a mi-run team, but he was pretty broke and you have to start somewhere in the shadows. At least listen to their offer won't hurt, or so he hopes.
When it's time for the meeting Space take a cap to get near this story house. His agent brought him some reports about the toxic rain, so he used to get a protected raincoat and a gas mask, just in case.
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The rainfall isn't to bad as Chrona opens the warehouse doors. "Hackers just come in from Manhatten, Vory ties but not one himself. The mage is n Ex-merc, very dependable."
@Space: "5 or 6 of em, first time running together"
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<<@Team: At last check, we'll need the sedan to move the guy. Besides, why wouldn't the two women whose picture the police have, and whose car is full of illegal weaponry be the ones to go check and see if the safehouse is crawling with tin men? It's just good sense.>>
Joe looked for a moment at the barrel where she had been laying earlier, and then walked to the sedan.
@LJ "The weapons are not in the sedan, not any more. and I guess the small car has enough space to get the body away, or in worst case i can drive my car back by remote.
Just chill, they can take care of themselves, they have proven this already."
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"Sounds like something," Kitten said, "I just have a couple of questions. What kind of team is it? What kind of job, just so I know if I need to prepare something special? And what's the pay?"
She has always been rather direct, also with employers. She always found it preferable to get the annoying questions out of the way as quickly as possible.
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"Pays whatever you can get out of them, this is more to get you on a team. You're coming in right at the and of a run but they need o return someone they just interrogated to the Johnson. Their getting paid for it.
You see the news about Club Equilibrium last night? They were involved.
They're delivering the body across the street, hence needing mana assistance.
The team is 5 currently, varied bunch, you'll be meeting 3 of them here while the others meet the hacker I've also called in and check on a lead."
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"Okay, I'll come around," Kitten said. She didn't believe in waiting either. Take a decision and stick with it.
"Might take a while, though. I don't have a vehicle at the moment and cabs don't go where you live."
Well, getting close wouldn't be a problem. Cabs would run to touristville without problem, but it was the last 10 miles or so that would be the issue. Luckily she knew a way around it. After calling a cab, she went to her lodge which looked like an old Egyptian temple.
"Oh Isis, granddaughter of the mighty Ra," she started in ancient Egyptian, "Goddess of the skies, wife of Osiris, please hear my pleas. I would like to request assistance from one of your divine servants."
summoning spirit of air, force 3
summoning 2 + magic 6 = 8 (8d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3115486/)
Chrona: you can roll 3 dice for the spirit.
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3d6.hits(5)=1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3115501/)
A woman that looked like air painted into this world appears before you.
"I am Banafrit. I may aid you once this day, Follower of Ra."
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@Space: "5 or 6 of em, first time running together"
Gerad, as specific as ever, Space thought to himself, he had expected a little bit more than just their number, but what ever. The runners will tell him all he need to know for the run.
And so, Space came around a corner and stops infront of the meeting place, looking around for other people. He know that Gerad wouldn't send him into a trap, those thing can end the carrier of a fixer very quickly, and deadly. But this was still Puyallup and so Space keeps his hand near his Ares under his raincoat.
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"The Shaman could be a while getting out this far but the Hacker will be at the safe house soon, you two should buzz turbo."
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3d6.hits(5)=1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3115501/)
A woman that looked like air painted into this world appears before you.
"I am Banafrit. I may aid you once this day, Follower of Ra."
drain= hits of spirit=1. I'll buy the hits for the drain (I have 9 dice). I have one service.
"I will require your services later today, fair Banafrit," Kitten said to the spirit, again in Egyptian, "Please wait in for my calling in the temple of Isis."
When the taxi arrived, she had him take her to Touristville. From there she walked into the Barrens, but after a block or so, when the tourists were gone and the real gang territories had not yet started, she called her spirit again. Jean-Jacques called it putting a spirit on 'stand-by', while she called it 'waiting in the temple'. But the hermitic mage had more fun ways of putting things, at least in her eyes.
"Fair Banafrit, please use your power of movement to make me run faster until I ask you to stop."
With that done, she started to run, at three times the speed of a normal person, now running at a maximum speed of around 50 mph. This way she could cover the distance to her destination much quicker then she normally could and she wouldn't get more fatigued than when she ran it at her normal speed. It would also throw of the gangs and other undesirables who wanted to 'talk' to her.
Quickly she arrived at the warehouse where she had to be. First order of business was a quick look in the astral, where she saw there was a mana barrier around the warehouse.
Very nice, someone really put resources in this, she thought as she mentally called Banafrit.
"Banafrit, I thank you for your help," she said to her spirit, "and hereby I give you leave to return to the temple of Isis."
With the spirit gone, she gave the building another look as she caught her breath after the run. She also send a message to BloodClaw that she had arrived at the warehouse.
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One Service, not two.
The warehouse is open when you arrive but i'll give everyone a chance to post (Grims in charge of leaving on safe house bit as Xzy is away)
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<<@Andromeda: The highly illegal weaponry I was talkin about is the Ares Alpha that crazy Russian slitch pulled out of her trunk when we went to go see Creepy Joe. That thing's just sitting in the back of her little toy car waiting to start a war. As far as handling themselves, I had to kill 7 people just to stomp out their cybereyes the last time those two went off on their own.>>
<<@team: Good luck guys. Think of me when you're making out later, okay?>>
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With the dwarf having turned down being stuffed in the trunk, and LJ's comment over the comm's ignored, Noise departs with Silk to the 'safe' house.
The early morning streets are empty and it looks like it's finally stopped raining for a bit, though the reflections on the wet pavement seems to stretch the road out. Oddly enough Silk seemed quite content to stay quiet during this trip and Noise has nothing to say .
Noise drove right by the safe house, checking to make sure there was no, well at least no obvious, stake out or anyone watching the place. She hated to admit it, but that mage would have came in handy for a little look see through the place.
Perception 7d6.hits(5) → [2,3,3,4,4,1,6] = (1) she must be getting tired :D (though the skill is pretty shabby)
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The streets are few and far between for pedestrians, Noise spots a Dwarf nearby the safe house who must be the Hacker with Vory ties.
It's still raining lightly as you rendezvous, Silk checking the security codes and introducing herself to Space
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When a human woman approach Space and greets him, he thought that this most likely is the face of that runner team.
Politely as possible, Space bows his head slightly and says: "Hallo, I heard that your team need a Hacker? If so, I'm Space, at your service."
Space waits a few moments and continue talking: "Since I assume we don't like to stay in this rain forever, could you tell the three W's about this job: What, when, where? And of course the 'How much.' While speaking, Space pulls his raincoat tight where it becames disorderly through the walk to this place.
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Arriving at the warehouse, she slowly entered. She saw four people upon entering. One was clearly a ghoul and therefore probably her contact.
"Good day," she said, "Someone needed a mage here?"
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As Slik introduced herself to the dwarf, Noise grabs her blades from the trunk, and stows them in their sheaths as she walks towards them. She gives the dwarf a quick look over.
7d6.hits(5) → [5,6,4,6,1,3,3] = (3) Checking out gear, visible weapons, identifying features etc.
oops forgot observe in detail dice
2d6.hits(5) → [6,3] = (1) so 4 hits total.
She opens up in her native Russian in a mocking(threatening?) tone, "So, you'd better not be able to do running flipkicks, sudden triple flips, or other ninja stuff." She looks at him with a twist of a smile, further confusing the matter of her intent.
"As for W's... Nothing, notime, and nowhere. Pay? There's no job right now. But I tell you this. You hack into this building, easy job, we have code. Make sure no one watching, cameras off, no traps. Give you share of last delivery, should be... 1000 large." She stares at him, not expecting nor possibly waiting for a no answer, then continues. "Good, here's the codes."
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"Yo," Chrona stops leaning on the wall and walks over, "Kitten this is Hank, Andromeda and the blurry one is Little Joe. You guys can talk business on your drive. It was nice meeting you all, come back sometime.
Bringing a meal every time would be nice habit to develop too." He chuckled and ginned, fangs behind sharp tusks.
In Puyallup Silk also introduces herself and tells the Hacker there should be 2 drones and a turret.
The building seems to have no node (running hidden)
if you succeed the firewall is 4
the codes will shut off security but you need an account first.
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Space shrugs and opens his AR windows. Until he can't be sure to trust those runners, he will not go into VR ans leave his body behind.
First: Space scans for the hidden node in the building.
Scan for the Building Node: 5 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3116935/)
Second: He sends his Agent to scan for other nodes around the area
Scan for other nodes: 2 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3116966/)
Third: Space hack into the node, while his agent on Space's second commlink keep scanning
Hacking on the Fly: 6 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3116939/)
Scan for other nodes: 1 hit (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3116969/)
Only(!) in case Space need a security or even admin account:
Hacking on the Fly: 2 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3116943/)
Hackinh on the Fly: 6 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3116945/)
Fourth: By using the codes, Space deactivates all devices which are linked to the node: Shut e'm down, shut them down forever.
And the Agent keeps scanning:
Scan for other nodes: 5 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3116971) [OOC: All glory to Agent Otto!]
Fiveth: Space stops the Agent and keeps looking for himself:
Scan for other Nodes and devices: 7 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3116957/)
Sixth: If any other camera is in range, Space shut them down too and also sends a spoofed signal to all street lamps around him, telling them, that it's sunny midday and to turn the lights off.
Spoof a wrong daytime to the street lamps: 4 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3116977/)
With 3 ini passes in AR this toke Space 2 combat turns and everything turns dark in the street.
[OOC: If you need more rolls for hacking into the street lamps or if the street lights are already off (or don't exists), I will edit this post]
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"Yo," Chrona stops leaning on the wall and walks over, "Kitten this is Hank, Andromeda and the blurry one is Little Joe. You guys can talk business on your drive. It was nice meeting you all, come back sometime.
Bringing a meal every time would be nice habit to develop too." He chuckled and ginned, fangs behind sharp tusks.
"So, what's the job," Kitten asked the three people there as soon as the ghoul had gone. While waiting she quickly did an astral assencing on the three metahumans in front of her.
intuition 5 + assensing 3=8
1.Hank (8d6.hits(5)=2)
2.Andromeda (8d6.hits(5)=5)
3.Little Joe (8d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3117000/)
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You slip past the firewall into a comfy admin account and get to work, you know Silk told you there'd be drones but none are subscribed to the network. The codes are accepted and the maglocks, external cameras, alarms and.... self destruct.... come under your control.
A second later and you're almost through scanning your signal range
You need 20 successes for a full scan, you're on 15
You expected the lights to go out but realised you' need the access ID of a worker to do it. There appears to be no other security cameras outside.
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Sinve he hack into the building node very quickly, Space thinks that he can take the time to make it a total scan, specially since there should be some drones around too...
Total Scan: 5 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3117021/)
Hack into street lamps for a worker account: 5 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3117024/)
[OOC: Sorry for the copy past errors in the IC comments]
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Inside the street amps node is old and not well maintained, you're able to simply switch this street off the grid. It goes dark and those outside walk faster in responce
Visual Perception is now -2 rain, and you're in low light.
Your scan, luckily, brings up 2 nodes inside, you can't tell what they are though.
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Noise stands patiently as Space waves his hands around in AR, her goggles not being on at the moment makes it look as if he's casting some kind of spell like some fantasy trid.
When the street lights go out she simply acknowledges the fact by lowering her goggles and activating the low light function on them.
"Done yet?"
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Space stops for a tiny moment to look at Noise:
Beware, unpatient one, the walls are down and the gates are open.
And in a more serious voice:
Your code was accepted and most of the cameras are offline now. But I still see two nodes in there, which I didn't check yet ... one ... tiny ... moment
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"Yo," Chrona stops leaning on the wall and walks over, "Kitten this is Hank, Andromeda and the blurry one is Little Joe. You guys can talk business on your drive. It was nice meeting you all, come back sometime.
Bringing a meal every time would be nice habit to develop too." He chuckled and ginned, fangs behind sharp tusks.
After putting all of the old drone pieces in an orderly manner in the far corner of the warehouse and put a blanket on them to fend of water and dust particles.
" We will see about the happy meals, but I will defiantly come to visit you sometime."
Just a thought was enough to start the motor of the sedan and lead it to her
"so everybody ready ready to go to the Boyle's?"
she took the drivers place and drove the car near the place everybody was gathering
"Andromeda the name, pleased to meet you Kitten."
You could clearly sense Andromeda is in a good mood
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When Space found the signals from the two drones, he start to hack into them and getting himself an admin account.
Hacking on the fly into the first drone: 2 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3117220/)
[OOC: I made six more rolls since I don't know what's the firewall rating of those drones are, but after those rolls Space shoud have an admin account on both maschines.]
Hacking on the fly into the drones (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3117222/)
Space checked if the codes are working and together with the admin account Space made some minor changes in the Friend-Foe-Recognition of the autopilot: Telling it that everything is forbidden to shot
and removing every account from the log-files except his own, so that whoever owned the drones so far and didn't thought of a hidden account have to hack into them himself now.
1. Change the Friend-Foe-Recognition in the first drone: 6 hits
2. Change the log-files from the first drone: 6 hits
3.Change the Friend-Foe-Recognition in the second drone: 2 hits
4.Change the log-files from the second drone: 2 hits
(http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3117227/)
Then Space powers both drones down and leave AR to speak to Silk and Noise.
Done, drones and camerasare offline, maglocks deactivated and as you see, everything around us is also shut down.
Space nodes to the building entrance
All-fashion traps like bombe inside the door frame may still be active, though. But this is something a can't change by hacking.
He wonders if he also have to check for those stuff. In his best russian , thought it wasn't his nativ language, Space said to Noise:
To answer your question, I don't do ninja stuff. But I can cook a very good Borschtsch.
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you get in and the codes work, proper post in morning *yawn*
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[Masking: 11d6.hits(5) → [2,2,6,6,5,6,2,3,1,4,6] = (5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3117413/)
A blurry arm picked up Ron Salt's much larger arm and waved it limply at the new arrival. "Hello! I was Little Joe last job. I'm going to be Angela this job. Angela Diabolik. Nice to meet you." Assensing had been difficult with the cloaked figure sitting cross-legged on the man's lap, but she seemed non-magical and in good spirits. "For now, we're taking this guy..." She gestured with the man's arm up at his face. "over to a friend's place where we'll be leaving him and tying down the specifics for a new job. Luckily for us, our principal negotiator is off fucking around at some warehouse presumably gathering clues and looting the place. So one of us gets to argue with J for the pay. Yay!"
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Althought Space did mind the no-information-until-you-showthat-you-are-worth-it policy from Noise, he was interessted for what he earned 1k bugs right now.
Now that I've hopefully shown that I know my matrix craft, tell me, was this all just a small test or if not, where the freak did I hacked into right now?
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if Hank dacides to join i will edit him in, just from RP prospective, safe Body delivery aginst safe house fun, + he likes to show of in front of Silk and Noise. ;D
and LJ, k sorry AD has already spoken so she definatly has not gone there.
Just after the Border of the Barrens Andromeda together with Hank Left the sedan in the nearest truck stop, it took only minutes for the sedan to be back on the road to Boyle's.
Hank Was following Andromeda until they came up to a older version of the Zugmashine model Truck with a trailer, the next minute the trailers back door drops and a garage type roll door behind it opens. Andromeda wallks in a straight line, just if that would be normal for her, most likely it was.
Just as the doors started to close behind Hank the truck started to move.
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"So, tell me, we're supposed to drop his guy at the other side of a club you guys hit earlier today, right? Do we have to drop him on the pavement, or does it have to be inside? And won't the Errants be a bit suspicious around that area, provided they haven't blocked it completely?
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It's been a long time since the ordeal at the club as you drive back you hope Knight Errants dragnet has ended and hopefully, the cordon is only around the club. The rain is still drizzling and the streets at the warehouse district are starting to see life in the as people head to work.
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While Space is talking to Silk and Noise, he take another look into the building node. This self-destruction option in the node had made him a little bit suspicious. Nobody would connect a trigger to blow up the whole building with the home node, or would someone? The connection was still open and with his admin account, Space run a complet analysis over the building node:
Space specially looks for hidden Data Bombs and what the self-distruction would trigger.
Matrix perception with -2 because he keeps talking outside of AR: 5 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3118383/)
Edge for the Matrix perception: +1 hit = 6 hits in total (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3118392/)
When Space is sure that no Databombs are hidden somewhere and that the self-destruction is deactivatet for sure, he browse in the node to find a building plan or maybe some other interesting data (with a high-rated engryption for example)
Browse for a plan/data: 6 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3118422/)
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The node has no interesting data on it... At first glance
Hidden behind a Rating 5 Stealth is an encrypted file (Rating 5)
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(stupid forum ate my first response, here we go again)
Noise smirks at Space, and continues in Russian. "Borscht? That is good. You'll make a fine house husband for someone!"
She nods towards the nearby building. "Test? No not really. I am not a fan of death and I'd rather the security be down before entering. As for what we're doing here. This 'safehouse' belonged to some 'friends' of ours. We need to check up on it and remove any valuables that got left behind as our 'friends' won't be back to get their stuff personally. Oh, and our 'friends' might have other people checking on the house also so we should be quick about our business."
She approaches the safehouse checking the physical layout of the place and taking note of the physical security.
In English. "No problems, yes?"
What kind of building are we looking at? Windows, how many entrances, fire escape, what types of locks etc.
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Looking at the new addition, Hank nodded and made a quick hand sign "Hank, I'm the medic over here. Ready to fix your mistakes !"
"Safe house heh ? Yea that might be a good idea, to be honest I don't think they should have gone alone..."
Subvoc@Andromeda : "So you are sure we want to let Joe alone with the new girl to drop the body ? I mean I see thousand ways it could go awfully wrong !"
Turning around to Joe (or Angela, Hank didn't seemed to care much), he ask "Do you want to deal with the body or must I come with you ? We could meet at the safehouse after that." As Hank finished the sentence, he lowered his voice to Angela and in a long sigh said "Behave, please!"
Ascencing on Hank give the following results : Really Healthy, Awoken with no cyberware detected.
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(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y145/Tarkara/safehouse.jpg)
The Doors are maglocked (open thanks to the codes and every window is boarded up from the inside, blocking your view inside completly.
Ignore the top and left hand windows, that's where it attaches to other buildings. The back-door leads to an alleyway.
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Gnome/Dwarf safehouse! look at the size of those beds!
Noise steps off the sidewalk and heads for the front window seeing if she can see inside through any cracks. Finding either no cracks or it being too dark inside, she moves along the front wall of the house and tries to peer through the window next to the door.
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As Noise walks away, Space copies this mysterious file to his second commlink and checks it for viruses and other nasty stuff.
[OOC: A quick check for which Space can buy himself 3 hits]
As I said, I shut down all traps which were connected to the building node, but there can still be some traps which work without matrix connection..
By the way, did your friend warn you about the self-destruction?
Space watchs Noise reaction to this and also walks towards the buiding entrance, looking for traps at the door and around the entrance:
Perception on the door: 2 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3118651/)
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The door seems to be safe. Noise can't get a view inside, it's pitch black inside.
The file seems safe but encrypted.
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As Hank and Andromeda enters Habu Andromeda directs him to the leisure spot.
"One floor up is a place to put your butt down, while we go to the SafeHouse, you can take a drink from the fridge. I will hook up to the Sedan."
Andromeda left the trailer part and took her favourite place in the car, the cocoon, and went into VR.
@LJ >I'm back taking the wheel. until the club that is, so if there is a problem on the road be sure you are in safe hands."
A lot of different windows open for Andromeda to look at, one of them showing Hank looking around Habu, still on his way to the Living room.
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As Hank sees Habu "Alright, I must say that I was not expecting this. At all. This is Habu ? Holy drek that is huge !"
As he enters Habu. "Wow, this is pretty awesome. You have a mobile QG that double as a garage AND your house ? That's pretty sweet. I wish I could have done that with my clinic ! actually I wish I had tought of it"
Hank make sure to not touch stuff, he knows he hates it when people come in his clinic and start moving stuff and do retarded things, so he's being extra careful. He will take a look at the fridge, but will most likely only drink water.
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So, door is clear. But without a MAD or NLJ scanner this will take ... Space says, but when he look at Noise, he saw that she was already around the corner of the safehouse ...ages.*sigh*
Space shrugs and looks back to Silk, maybe she will talk a little bit more than this russian woman. Space claps imaginary dust from his hands and walks to, what he assumed, the face of the team.
Silk, the door is open and, as desired, all the cameras are off. I think, I should have earnd the 1k by now, but if you want me to go into that house, I realy would appreciate it, if you tell me a little bit more about your 'friend'.
Space tries pronounce the last word exactly like Noise did before.
Among others because of my personal safety. Example: was this 'friend' a peace-loving priest or more like a paranoid demolition expert, this would make a big difference on how I go into his house.
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Silk has a R4 UWB radar. Seeing into the place should be no problem. The Millimeter wave radar function also has a 15 meter radius.
The unblurred goggles in the back seat of the sedan cocked to the side in response to Hank's admonition. "Try not to trip over anything on the way out."
<<@Andromeda: Hey Rommy. Two blocks over and three blocks up, there's a coffin motel. Please stop there.>>
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Silk has a R4 UWB radar. Seeing into the place should be no problem. The Millimeter wave radar function also has a 15 meter radius.
The unblurred goggles in the back seat of the sedan cocked to the side in response to Hank's admonition. "Try not to trip over anything on the way out."
<<@Andromeda: Hey Rommy. Two blocks over and three blocks up, there's a coffin motel. Please stop there.>>
When Andromeda Changed to back to the sedan in VR it had almost reached the destination LJ had asked for
@LJ >we are here.< Sounded over the com.
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Kitten looked around when the car stopped. There was one thing she did miss from her mercenary days, and that was having a clear chain of command and at least some sort of plan before they went in. Mostly it got shot to pieces, but at least you had something.
"Is it here we have to drop the guy in the booth," she asked, "and how do we do that? I can make him invisible if you want."
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"No. This is my doss. I need to grab some things. I'll be back in two." The blur in the back seat opened the car door and shot out into the night. Breezing past the non-existent security at the front door, she reached her spot from the night previous. First disabling the grenade trap on the door, she opened it up and grabbed her bag. Everything besides the white phosphorous grenade from the door was already packed. A quick spray of C-squared inside the room and she hustled back down the hall and stairs to the car below, where she opened the door, threw her bag inside and got in.
<<@Andromeda: Thank you. You can head on when you're ready.>>
"I don't think we'll have any trouble with the police, but if we do, would you be able to talk to them while maintaining a spell of invisibility on our cargo? If we happen across a police checkpoint with magical security, can you hide your nature from them? If our situation turns bad unexpectedly, are you prepared for the reality of immediate combat. These are all things I would like to know before I disguise myself."
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"I can talk to them, but I will have to concentrate on the spell a little bit of course," Critter said, "As for my nature, I have licences to practice magic, so that shouldn't be a problem, unless we meet a real jerk. As for combat, I've been a merc and I've been to hellholes where not being ready for combat means you don't survive. But just to be one the safe side, let me prepare a bit more."
Spellcasting: increase reflexes, force 3 into the sustaining focus (health attributed, power 3) => magic 6 + spellcasting 5 = 11 (11d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3119400/) => +1 IP, +1 initiative
drain: (F/2)+2=3 willpower 4 + intuition 5=9 (9d6.hits(5) =5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3119408/) => no drain
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<<@Andromeda: Thank you. You can head on when you're ready.>>
Few second after the com from LJ Andromeda jumps back to the Sedan and it starts to roll just as LJ finishes his question to Kitten.
trough the stereo >that was quick LJ, so the club then or do we do an extra stop?<
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Silk explains that Ron Salt was a Merc hired to ambush them who was very cooperative in the end, the codes worked right?
He warned us about drone security and a turret, if you've sorted these we should be okay.
As you approach the Warehouse District you relax a little, the KE presence is low.
Unfortunately, it seems Dowd Street has a checkpoint set up, they aren't searching cars but are checking SINs.
Diversions and KE Traffic Cops bottle neck you into the checkpoint, turning back now would be suspicious. They make you stop the sedan and a human officer asks you to roll down the window.
He seems to have been at this all night, "Good morning, sorry about this but there was a crime nearby, I need to check your SIN."
Anything you wanted to do before this, more spells/disguises/etc is fine just put them in your post before reacting to the checkpoint.
Is Kitten in the driver's seat?
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You slip past the firewall into a comfy admin account and get to work, you know Silk told you there'd be drones but none are subscribed to the network. The codes are accepted and the maglocks, external cameras, alarms and.... self destruct.... come under your control.
Space scratches his head: I managed to find the drones, but a turret? It wasn't connected to the building node either and I'm pritty sure I scanned all other nodes in this building. A MAD or NLJ scanner would be nice to have now,
if I would now where this turret is, I could scann for it again.
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Silk stops for a moment and realises what you mean by NLJ, she unfortunately didn't bring hers due to how quickly this night has gone by. She surmises it's wireless must be off and calls Noise over to warn her.
Her UWB confirms no one is inside at least.
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Space thinks to himself: Wonderfull, somewhere in the building is a nice little turret, ready to blast everything away, eh.
On the other side, the alarms is off and it probeberly won't attack just on sight, otherwise this Mr. Salt would be attack by his own turret.
To be sure, Space looks at the node again to check if there was something mentioned about the turret.
Browse for info about the turrets: 4 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3119571/)
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You're unable to find anything about the turret but there's definitely a shut down code included by Salt.
The UWB isn't picking up any shapes it recognises as weapons.
You've been loitering outside 10+ minutes now.
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Now or never
Getting the all-clear from Silk's UWB, Noise makes a quick move for the door. Standing beside the door frame, she reaches across and shoves the door open, using the wall for cover as the door swings open.
She waits a long 5 seconds for something to happen before she'll make her next move.
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Nothing seems to happen, it's too dark to see inside still.
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Noise slips around the corner and into the house, her pistol out and ready, she keeps her right flank against the closet. Peering into the room she silently curses as the light level is too low even for her low light. She checks the wall around her for a light switch, if the UWB had failed to pick someone or something up, it would have been alerted already anyways.
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Space follows Noise into the building.
Args, it's to dark too see anything and some idiot has shut down all street lamps outside. Wait, that was me...
Space pulls out his second commlink and increase the light level of the screen to help Noise with his search for a switch.
He also loads the shut down codes into the comm in case he has to send it to the turrent very quickly.
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KA-THANK
KA-THANK
Shotgun blasts echoe through the house and out the door into the street. Pellets tear through the darkness as the muzzle flash lights the room for the briefest part of a second.
The lamps need time to warm up again, they will activate for CT2
You are surprised but were hella suspicious, -5 to dodge, another -2 for medium spread and -6 to Shooting for Full Darkness. Medium Spread can hit you both. If you haven't got flare comp. you're at another -1. If you do, you can tell it came from somewhere on the ceiling.
5d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3119814/) 7P AP+6
5d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3119823/) 7P AP+6
Roll Initiative after this.
Turret:8d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3119826/) INI 10 IP 3
CT1 Pass 2
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The first think, which came into Space's minde when Noise pulled the switch and somethink starts fireing was
that the switch was most likely connected to the turret. The next though was: Autsch.
6 hits = 3 damage (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3119873/)
[EDGE] : 8 hits = 1 damage (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120008/)
Initiative: 7 + 2 hits = 9 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3119875/)
Space jumps back behind the door frame and sends the loaded codes.
Hopefully with the activation of the turret also its wireless was activates.
If simply sending doesn't work Space uses the admin account he used for the building node to send the codes again.
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17d6.hits(5) → [5,5,5,4,3,2,6,4,3,1,1,5,3,6,4,3,6] = (7)
17d6.hits(5) → [6,5,4,5,6,3,2,5,3,5,5,1,3,1,1,1,6] = (8) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120005/)
5 Stun between the two shots
8d6.hits(5) → [4,6,1,3,2,4,1,3] = (1)
Only 1 hit, so 9 init...
I don't want to be in the open still for shots 3 and 4, so spending edge to go first
The blasts were extremely loud and Noise felt the impact of both shots. Fire raced along her body as she rolled into the closet looking for cover from the turret, but not before sending a long burst at the turret.
= (2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120023/} 10d6.hits(5) → [2,2,2,5,1,2,1,2,5,4) Oops forgot one pt of uncompensated recoil (unless you use the strength optional rule) AND... forgot the wound modifier... So only 1 hit dropping the last dice. So, DV9 with 1 hits AP 0.
Noise winces as she rolls into the closet and hits something inside awkwardly, she just hoped she had enough cover now to prevent herself becoming swiss cheese.
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CT1
IP1:
Turret Fires x2
Noise is suprised. Actions pushed down
Space is suprised. Actions pushed down
IP2:
Turret Doesn't Fire
Noise moves to cover and Fires (1) and Misses.
Space takes cover and sends codes.
IP3:
Turret Takes Aim and Fires at Noise (Long Narrow Burst) 7d6.hits(5)=4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120067/) 4 Hits 11P AP-1 (You have partial cover and it's shooting through a barrier of 4)
Noise:
Noise's rounds only meet the far wall, there's no relieving metal-on-metal sound. Now outside with Silk, Space ignores her questions and pulls up AR to send the codes.
When there's a sharp BRAPPP from a different part of the room, and assault rounds landing around Noise, it obviously didn't work.
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Noise screams as her refuge starts to turn into a well ventilated box. She throws herself against the floor hearing the bullets race what must be mere centimetres above her.
I get the feeling you don't love me anymore.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kWD5gdpt4Dw&ob=av3n
Reaction to the shots 8d6.hits(5) → [4,4,4,6,6,3,5,4] = (3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120088/)
Edge to get the last hit, 5d6.hits(5) → [4,5,5,5,6] = (4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120100/)
IC is mocking me.... :o So, end up with 7 hits, but lose another edge :'(
Noise prepares herself for the next assault, while yelling out to Space and Silk. "Need fuckin' help here!"
going full defensive
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CT1
IP1:
Turret Fires x2
Noise is suprised. Actions pushed down
Space is suprised. Actions pushed down
IP2:
Turret Doesn't Fire
Noise moves to cover and Fires (1) and Misses.
Space takes cover and sends codes.
IP3:
Turret Takes Aim and Fires at Noise (Long Narrow Burst) 7d6.hits(5)=4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120067/) 4 Hits 11P AP-1 (You have partial cover and it's shooting through a barrier of 4)
Noise:Goes Prone + Full Defence Now in Good Cover
CT2
IP1:
Turret Doesn't Fire
Silk Fires Agi 6 + Pistols 4 + Semi-Auto 2 + Smartlink 2 + Take Aim 3 + Ultrasound 3 + Edge 2 - Full Darkness 6 (16d6.hitsopen(5,6)=8) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120130/) 6P AP-2. 5d6.hits(5)=1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120134/)
Takes 12 Damage.
Combat ends.
After Noises shout there's nothing but silence or a second. and then the sound of a Savalette Guardian being fired once.
Its followed by the sweet sound of EX-Ammo hitting the turret and metal hitting the floor... right next to Noise.
The turret had moved again, looking into the closet. If it had gotten another shot off... well you'd rather not think about it.
As Silk holsters her firearm the street lamps illuminate her from behind, Noise can see her outline in the door way as she looks up. "Don't worry Hun, I had you covered."
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I don't know what scares me more right now, that turret or you Silk. That was awsome!
Space's head looks around the door frame, right next to Silk.
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"Awesome but loud. Let's search quickly." She helps Noise up then walks through to the top left bedroom. "You two check the other rooms."
Noise finds a light switch on the other wall.
I'm probably not posting again till morning so do some posts for post-combat, searching and perception rolls and I'll reply in the morning.
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Now that the lights are one, Space takes a closer look at the turret. 4 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120143/)
He puts on his last stimu patch (and make a mental note to buy some more, later).
Space moves one to the main room, still pressing his hand on the patch where the bullets had hit his back. When he
walked near to Noise, he says:
You perhaps park your car near the back door, Noise, some additional seconds would be nice, if the cops show up.
So, the good stuff will be proberbly next to the node, so Mr. Salt can grap all at once in case of an quick runaway.
And once more in this last minutes he concentrate onto AR and send a command to the building node:
<Play file: example_music.mp3 on system speaker.>
It won't sound very nice but it should help him to locate the node. Space modify his SoundFilters with the music file to support his listening.
Listen for music: 5 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120165/)
SoundFilter: +1 = 6 hits in total (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120349/)
If or after he found the node, Space moves on and look over the rest of the main room:
First going around the sofa, checking also under the cushions,
then went to check the two closets, near the bedroom doors
and finally going through the kitchen. Space doesn't know when the last time someone visited the building and therefore opens the fridge very carefully
All three rolls. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120325/)
Always taking a quick look at his scan program to see if he is near something which sends wifi-signals.
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Anything you wanted to do before this, more spells/disguises/etc is fine just put them in your post before reacting to the checkpoint.
Is Kitten in the driver's seat?
That was going to be my suggestion. LJ is going to be using her adult disguise and playing off Kitten as her driver.
As they rode, LJ began getting dressed, again over her chameleon suit. This time, she put on a blouse and dark beige woman's suit with a wide belt. The chameleon suit underneath filled her out enough to pass as a dwarf, and her variable lift shoes gave her the extra height needed to finish the effect. Taking off the hood, she began with her nanopaste disguise, darkening her face to a Mediterranean shade with dark, thin eyebrows. Finally, she grabbed a wig with a tight bun, held by two sticks, creating the rather severe, no-nonsense look which matched her SIN. She set said SIN to broadcast, becoming Angela Diabolik in appearance, manner and document.
Edit test for nanopaste. Edit 6 +1 skill +2 spec = 9d6.hits(5) → [6,6,1,1,2,6,4,6,4] = (4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120278/) Forgot a die for the commlink optimization. 1d6.hits(5) → [1] = (0) notin more.
Disguise test. Int 5 + 4 skill + 1 dem shoe +4 nanopaste = 14d6.hits(5) → [2,3,3,6,5,6,6,2,3,3,4,6,6,1] = (6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120284/)
While she was preparing, she spoke. "You should probably move into the driver's seat to maintain appearances. By your militaristic attire and manner, it would be best if you adopted the ruse of being my driver and personal bodyguard. I should be able to speak to the police if necessary, however, at this hour, even their suspicions should be worn out. If you would like to know more about our current situation or the people with whom you have been unfortunate enough to find yourself saddled, please feel free to ask. I have been working diligently to learn about their attitudes and limitations. I have poked, prodded, lied to and scared them in order to learn as much as I could. It isn't all bad news, so don't worry yourself too much. Additionally, if you'd like to discuss our passenger, I have a proposition for you. As it stands, this man is a witness to mass murder committed by a rich and powerful man, who also happens to be our target. This gives him value beyond his status as an organ bank. It might be better to find a place where we can keep him restrained. The organ bank might be a good place for that still, since they like to keep their 'donors' alive yet suspended to preserve their freshness. I plan to suggest this to our contact at the body shop, a man named Joe."
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"OK, no problem," Kitten said, climbing in the pilot's seat while she put her Maria De la Vega SIN on broadcasting so the KE officers could scan it. It came with a drivers licence, a licence for her pistol and a registration and licence as mage. But first they had to make the guy in the back dissapear. Since the car was still Driven by Andromeda, she quickly casted improved invisibility on their cargo. She felt a sligth headache coming up, but she continued with the spell.
Spellcasting: improved invisibility (force 5) on the guy we have with us (and who's still unconscious I guess): magic 6 + spellcasting 5 = 11 (11d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120426/)
drain: (F/2)+1=3: willpower 4 + intuition 5=9 (9d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120427/) => 1S damage
As they arrived at the checkpoint, she quickly looked into the astral to see if the KE had magical back-up, like spirits or mages, and she also assensed the officers. It was a bit difficult while keeping up the invisibility, but it wasn't the first time she had done this.
Assensing: I assume 2 officers, and I've added one roll to assence a spirit or astrally projecting mage, should there be one. Otherwise ignore the last roll.
intuition 5 + assensing 3 - sustained spell 2=6
officer 1 (the one asking the question) (6d6.hits(5) =1),
officer 2 (6d6.hits(5) =3),
spirit or mage (6d6.hits(5) =2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120430/)
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Silk had decided to ignore LJ's warnings about being pulled over for police investigation. Last time KE pulled her over, it wasn't the car they'd been checking out.
She lost track of time and space on the way there, lying against the car seat enjoying the spam of missed messages. She'd spent the last couple of hours with barely any Matrix interaction but now she'd put her commlink back to normal, the missed messages warnings from a dozen social sites, PM's, tridlinks and voicemails washed over her. She started browsing through them, not leaving anything unread or unwatched. After some time she registered a "hello" from a guy called Space and remembered he was the hacker Chrona was going to send her way. She was impressed, she hadn't given anyone the address of the safe house, so the hacker must've hacked into her commlink and found it... not bad at all, though he'd better not have watched any other info that could've been found in there.
She sent him some codes and for a moment wanted to say something to him, but a new message from a friend that had seemed to have dropped from the matrix up until now popped up and she forgot all about real life again, her focus shifting fully into the AR again.
It took gunfire to draw her attention back to the real world.
Silk was still very disoriented and only half aware of the situation when she'd drawn her gun and fired, but fate apparently was smiling on her. There wasn't any need to let it seem like she'd ever lost her grip on the situation.
Time to get to business. Having send the rest off to search other parts of the safe house, she headed to the room where the vault was and had a good look around.
[OOC: Perception (14d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120458/) ]
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Tracks. There were tracks around the entire ceiling, that's how it closed in on Noise. Silk's shot had blasted it off it and it lay disabled and broken on the ground.
As far as Space can tell... It's an Assault rifle he doesn't recognise attached to a drone he doesn't recognise. It was wireless incapable. The track was a part of the drone, on it's own internal system, with datajacks on the far wall.
There's two, 30-Round, clips in the assault rifle, 55 rounds left. The under barrel shotgun had 3 rounds left. What a welcoming committee.
Gun Trivia/Armourer/Other relevant skill to determine Gun, Drones/Mechanical/other relevant skill to determine Drone
When the music starts pumping, some Club Track, Space easily finds the node. http://youtu.be/wY4fyRtJNp8 NSFW? IDK, why are you on youtube at work!? >:O lol
It's in the lower bedroom and there's a throw away Commlink hooked up, Bingo.
Silk discovers the safe and credsticks Salt mentioned as well as the list of RFID frequencies they track their guns with. Working out how much cash is there.
On the other side of town the cop begins his scan. Kitten: 4d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120606/) LJ: 4d6.hits(5)=0 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120607/) Crit Glitch, LJ Auto passes. Roll your SIN rating please Kitten
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I assume rolling my SIN is just a number of dice equal to the rating: SIN rating 4 (4d6.hits(5) =1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120643/)
add edge (3) (3d6.hitsopen(5,6) =1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120660/)
2 hits in total
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Your Assensing shows mundane, with some 'ware, usual amount for KE Officers, eyeware and wired.
"I'm going to have to ask you out of the car," His hand was on the Pred IV in his holster, His partner pulled his Pred IV, but didn't raise it, and stood in front of the sedan.
"You'll both be accompanying us to the station for questioning," he turned to the Dwarf passenger," how do you know the driver miss, her SIN is a forgery?"
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Noise moves out of the house, leaving the searching to the others as she heads back to the car to nurse her wounds. She really hopped the Tinnies wouldn't should up as she only had room for one, and she didn't trust this hacker well enough to leave him behind. She dug another pack of cigarettes from the glovebox, lit it, and activated the auto-injector in her armour. As the waves of pleasure from the drug washed over her, she started to unwind,
@Slik: Nice shot. Fucker had me pinned. Remind me to shoot that dwarf. Fucking hacker said he'd shutdown the defences.
Noise kept her watch in the car, looking for any signs of impending trouble.
5d6.hits(5) → [3,5,4,5,4] = (2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120765/)
Perception check Int 4 + perception 3 + observe 2 - wounds 1 - visiblilty mods 3
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Interesting, a throw away commlink with such a high firewall?, Space thinks to himself,
when he takes the commlink. Still curious about the self-destruction, he checks the cabling of the node to see
if something unusually is there: 3 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120760/).
Then he continue with his search through the rest of the house.
First going around the sofa, checking also under the cushions,
then went to check the two closets, near the bedroom doors
and finally going through the kitchen. Space doesn't know when the last time someone visited the building and therefore opens the fridge very carefully
All three rolls. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120325/)
And for the bathroom (6 hits) and the bedroom (4hits). (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120773/)
When he comes next to the data check of the turret, he kneels down and plugs himself in. Space make
a quick analyse of what he sees, specially to find out why the codes didn't work. Ready to find a last nasty
surprise, he went into VR: Matrix Perception: 4 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3120769/)
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"You'll both be accompanying us to the station for questioning," he turned to the Dwarf passenger," how do you know the driver miss, her SIN is a forgery?"
"Just fucking great," Kitten said, "It's the third time this month I get a 'forged' ID result. Probably they gave you old scanning software in a new box. I had the same problem back in '63 when I was part of the team liberating Calumet Port in Chicago together with all those Ares firewatch teams. You would think they have solved a problem like that by now? Most of the time if you scan it again, it will be accepted.
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The streets are clear, everyone seems to have run away from the gunshots.
Space finds some wiring leading into the walls as he investigates the self destruct.
The rest of the house is stocked with normal clothes and the fridge is stocked with food and beer.
You do manage to find a gun duct taped under a table, looks new and is fully loaded.
Zastava CZ49 Heavy Pistol 5P AP-1 SA – 10(c) 4R Smartlinked
The drones systems are completely separate from the node and have no wireless, now your're plugged in it accepts the codes. Checking the logs it definitely used to be on the network but was removed from it... last night.
Across town, "Chicago?" The cop in front of the car moves round. "You were there in '63? Who were you with?"
"Greg we don't have time for this, Tosh'll bust our skulls."
"The Lt. can wait 5 minutes."
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Space finds some wiring leading into the walls as he investigates the self destruct.
[...]
You do manage to find a gun duct taped under a table, looks new and is fully loaded.
[...]
The drones systems are completely separate from the node and have no wireless, now your're plugged in it accepts the codes. Checking the logs it definitely used to be on the network but was removed from it... last night.
[...]
Space take the gun and cover the smartlink camera with a towel from the kitchen.
And while he is still connected to the leftover of the turrent, he checks the log files, to see who has removed the turrent from the network, if necessary Space jumps back into the building node to check the corresponding account infos.
Since he doesn't have the commcodes from the rest of the team yet, Space has to wait to show his discovery to them.
Then he went to the lower bedroom to find the building node and find out about the wirring.
After checking the rest bed and the bathroom, Space looks inside the other bedroom to see that Silk has found something. Silk, are you or Noise into demolishens? I would like to check the commcode in a more relaxed athmosphere,
but it seems that it's connected to something, most likely something explosive.
By the way, where are the two down drones, Space wounders?
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Across town, "Chicago?" The cop in front of the car moves round. "You were there in '63? Who were you with?"
"Greg we don't have time for this, Tosh'll bust our skulls."
"The Lt. can wait 5 minutes."
"Merril's Marauders," Kitten said, pointing to the unit patch on her jacket, ",We kept the left flank towards the Zone. You were there too?"
This was one of the options she was hoping for, a KE officer who had served with other Ares military units. As she really had been in Chicago, she could keep this up.
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Silk found the vault immediately and opened it while Space was searching the living room and Noise was making her way outside. She grabbed a couple of credsticks, then closed and concealed it again. She searched the room making sure to find the vault after she'd searched the rest of it. She was on her way to revealing it again when Space spoke to her.
Silk started saying "No, I'm not in dem...." when she realized the question. "What? Demolitions as in bombs? Please don't mess with that stuff if you have to ask things like that!"
She beckoned for him to come closer.
"Help me with this will you? I found this vault... the guy this place belongs to gave me a code, I think it's for the vault. But can you check if it's rigged or something before I send the code? Would be great to get some decent pay out of this job."
PM @ Noise: Hey, you gonna be okay? There's some beds here if you want to lie down and have those wounds treated. That gunfire was terrible, I was worried I wouldn't be fast enough to save you! I'm just not as quick with a gun as you are, I'm afraid.
She just couldn't let an opportunity pass to point out that she'd done the rescuing, but knew to wrap it with concern and a compliment.
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Silk started saying "No, I'm not in dem...." when she realized the question. "What? Demolitions as in bombs? Please don't mess with that stuff if you have to ask things like that!"
She beckoned for him to come closer.
"Help me with this will you? I found this vault... the guy this place belongs to gave me a code, I think it's for the vault. But can you check if it's rigged or something before I send the code? Would be great to get some decent pay out of this job."
What, triggered like in bombs? Please don't mess ... sure no problem let me see. While Space checks the vault, both visually and in the matrix, he keeps talking to Silk, It's not that I don't know something about explosives myself, but unfortnatly my electronic kit didn't survived the trip through Manhatten last month. So, if you have a kit, hardware stuff should be fine, I can do it myself.
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Whoops
The two shut down drones one in the large closet and one in the main room, both are both dobermans with AKs mounted.
Whoever changed the turret upgraded it's software but scrubbed ll traces of themselves.
The vault seems safe when Space looks it over.
The cop in the warehouse district had holstered his gun. "My brothers firewatch... He told me what happened to the Marauders... Let me scan it again for you..."
"That's against -"
"Bugs."
"Fine, Fine."
8d6.hits(5)=5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3121228/)
"I'm sorry, It's still coming up fake... Is there anything that might help... convince... my partner?"
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I checked the rest of the house, one pistol under the table, the two drones, a broken turret and the commnode in the other bedroom is all I found.
Searched rooms by Space: Main room, Kitchen, the two closets near the bath room, the bath and the lower bed room.
After a few seconds, Space was sure that there wasn't any traps.
Looks save to me, here lets use the codes and ... voila. Space opens the vault, checks
if there is any nasty surprise inside and step aside to let Silk do the rest.
We probably should get moving then, someone seem to played with the turret last night, removing it from
the building system and those stuff.
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"Santi in cielo mi preservare! I pay you to drive, not talk army with these mans. What is happening now?"
Angela turns to the cop at the window.
"Why you are here with these questions? Who do you think this woman is that you must speak with her now? You are looking for someone, and think it is her? Porcheria. I have an appointment. Is over there. See building? She parks for me, I go to appointment. You talk army all you like."
10d6.hits(5) → [4,6,2,6,2,1,1,2,4,2] = (2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3121311/) + edge reroll 8d6.hits(5) → [6,4,6,4,4,2,6,5] = (4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3121312/) = 6 hits. Fast talking the guard.
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It had been a long, long night and possible "overtime pay" and an angry corp-dwarf were enough for them.
They let you park and Angela carry on while they stay in the alley with Kitten to take their bribe.
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Silk emptied the vault, double-checking it for any hidden compartments, read the credsticks and whistled.
Comms @ Team: "25 grand in the safe house, pair of doberman drones and some guns too. We'll have to find a way to split that. What's your ETA guys? Apparently this place has got a self-destruct, I'm all for triggering it when we're done checking it out."
She nodded at the hacker and passed him the commcodes. "What can you do with this? Can you get the locations of the stuff that's tagged with these? I'm going to watch this place from outside, never know who heard that gunfire... So the drone was set to kill whoever entered and that was done last night, any traces who did that? Not that I don't have an idea...."
She walked over to Noise's car.
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"I can understand why you have to do this," Kitten said as she pulled two credsticks out of her pocket and handed them over. On each there was 700 nuyen.
"I've seen it on the news. It was a terrible thing. The only ones who would merit a treatment like that are bug hives."
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Angela was in the lobby of the body shop when she got Silk's message. She responded with a text message of her own.
<<@Team: So no police in wait? I gotta assume that means the surviving members of the crew haven't been as forthright with the police as our man Salt here. Maybe they died before they could talk? I don't figure Ragley for leaving witnesses to a mass murder like that. To that end, it would sort of be a mistake to just toss this witness away after he's been so cooperative and all. While Silk was using her talented tongue to draw every last drop of info out of the guy, I was using my natural gift for antagonizing people to get him all sorts of pissed off at Ragley, himself and myself. Way I figure, we might be able to use Salt to ruin Ragley's good name. Better for us if we're grabbing a guy who has no friends than a politician who's hooked into the anti-meta crew. Either way, we need to talk to Joe for details on this next thing. Silky, you ready to teleconference?>>
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Comms: "Nope, no cops. Someone did sabotage the defense turret to open fire on whoever stepped through the front door, but that's been taken care of. Maybe Mr. Politician's way of saying 'Thank you for your cooperation.'?"
She doubted Noise would want the team to hear about how it went down exactly and neither did she. Hopefully Space would be smart enough to get that from the comm chatter.
Comms: "As for Mr. Lonestar, If what you say is right, the guy was broken beyond repair three times last night and he went to sleep with the knowledge he'd never wake up again. Alive, he's a danger to us and could draw the attention of powerful people who so far might only consider us a nuisance or temporary tools hired by their competitors. I don't think there's anything more useful we can get from him at this point than the cash we'll get for his 'ware.
Ragley's only my concern if I'm being paid for him being so. But yeah, we should listen to what the Johnson's got to say. But wait a second before going in, the hacker's still got a last lead to follow."
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<<@Team: Acknowledged. Though, if we sell him for organs, he'll still be kept alive until they find a matching recipient. We might still have access to him later. By the way, with your talk about discrimination earlier, I thought you might be more interested in "plan pariah" than you seem to be. Was all of that for the ghoul's benefit?>>
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"What? I don't think everyone can be put into neat little predetermined boxes just because of what they look like, that doesn't mean I'm morally obliged to take on the entire Humanis Policlub.
Don't get me wrong, if I see Ragley crossing the street I won't hit the brakes. But I'm not going after him for personal closure or whatever, certainly not when I've got a pretty good hunch that I'll be paid to do so in the not-too-distant future anyway.
And considering we were originally hired to capture and deliver him instead of finding dirt on him, I don't think sabotaging his reputation will be of much help. If anything, it might even make him harder to find if he needs to lay low and wait for the media storm to quiet down... Besides, the man's got debts and dealings with Tanamous; if they want to kill his reputation, I don't think they need Ron's help.
But hey, it's not my call. We're a team, right? Just saying I don't like loose ends that can turn around to bite us in the ass and I think he's worth more to us dead than alive."
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@Team : Meh I'm kinda with Silk on this, even if this guy don't want to sell us, there is people that are experts at cracking minds open. Its way to dangerous to hand him over to the Pawns...
And for the ETA, we should be there soon. You girls are ok ?"
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Space only understand a small part of the talk between the other team members and made a mental note to ask someone later about a little 'who-killed-who' in this little run.
At least he has some commcodes now, to hear their talks.
I will see what I can do. But any more specific area, where I should start with the tracking, would be nice. It will probably take me an hour or so too search the whole city for all these codes.
When Silk leaves the room, Space follows her. No need to be alone in this place. When he passed the drone, he jacked himself in for a little moment, to look at some more detail:
Space looks through the autosoft files to see, how the attack was triggered exactly and if there was some kind of friend-foe recognition. For latter Space also checks if he can copy the recognition settings
to his commlink.
With this info, Space went to Noise and Silk into the car.
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The drones IF/F was nothing special, it was set to eliminate anyone but the mercs.
Tracing the RFID would be easier if you eliminate the ones recovered from the Mercs at the club, it would b best to sit on it for now.
"Have a good day, miss." The two officers finally leave.
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The drones IF/F was nothing special, it was set to eliminate anyone but the mercs.
Tracing the RFID would be easier if you eliminate the ones recovered from the Mercs at the club, it would b best to sit on it for now.
Space scans at least the weapons from the two drones, the turret and the pistol (from under the table) for their ID.
He get into the back seat of the car and tells Silk and Noise about it the drones IF/F and also: "I better skip the tracing of the guns for now until I have a more relaxed surrounding and excluded the codes of those guns, we found in the building. Quite long list of codes, you know.
But I have something you might find interesting, a datafile from the building note, powerfull steahlth and engryption on it.
Space copy the file onto his main commlink and starts the encryption in AR, so he still can follow the conversation between Silk and Noise a little bit:
1) 2 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3121877/)
Space thought: Nope, that didn't do it at all. Maybe a advanced pattern sampling with inverse bitcodes...
2) 7 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3121880/)
Space thought: Almost, only a few thousand combination left, bruteforce should do it...
3) 8 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3121881/)
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When Space reaches the car he stalls for a second, it's a two-seater.
The encryption is pretty good but eventually you are through. It's footage from the security cameras, looks like the saboteur missed it.
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Finally, Kitten thought to herself when the two cops had gone. She really needed to talk to someone about getting better quality fake SINs and to her team members about going back to a location they know is hot. Now they first had to get the body out of the car and then the hell out of here. First the body, she decided as she went back to the car.
"They're gone," she said to LJ, "now let's get the guy out of here before they or some others come back."
When she got the message from Silk, she was quite interested, not only in the 25k, but she wouldn't comment right now. First finish the job, then see about the money.
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Space staars a few moments at the two-seater Lady's, whats that? Do I have to take a cap from here or what? I hope the other guy on the comm has a bigger car ... what ever. *sigh*
Space shrugs, sits down an the old crate next to the car and through the car window,
[...] tells Silk and Noise about it the drones IF/F and also: "I better skip the tracing of the guns for now until I have a more relaxed surrounding and excluded the codes of those guns, we found in the building. Quite long list of codes, you know.
But I have something you might find interesting, a datafile from the building note, powerfull steahlth and engryption on it.
Space copy the file onto his main commlink and starts the encryption in AR, so he still can follow the conversation between Silk and Noise a little bit:
1) 2 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3121877/)
Space thought: Nope, that didn't do it at all. Maybe a advanced pattern sampling with inverse bitcodes...
2) 7 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3121880/)
Space thought: Almost, only a few thousand combination left, bruteforce should do it...
3) 8 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3121881/)
I give Silk and Noise a little bit time to post something too...
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Geez you guys posted up a little swarm there.
@ Silk: Yeah I'll be fine, armor stopped it. Good thing it wasn't firing slugs. As for the beds, not with explosives rigged to blow... I think I'll wait for my own bed.
Noise see's Silk approach as she gives the reply to her earlier question and then tells her about the vault's contents. She waits for the other woman to enter the car. She turns down the music to a barely audible level. "That is better, a little money always makes the hurt go 'way."
Comm: Remind later to thank Mr. Politician for welcoming to house.
When the topic switches to Silk's reactions on Ragley and his Humanis relations, she says to Silk "Is not right what these polly club men do." She pronounces policlub as if it was too words. "Some day reckoning will come to them all. If we get paid to help that, I will be happy to be there with you. Maybe that time I save your life, da?" She offers Silk one of her imported Russian cigarettes.
Comm: I agree on waiting. Rag's might be an asshole, but I'd rather be paid to take him out.
She grins as Space arrives at the car and looks dumbfounded at how small it is, she calls out through the window, still speaking Russian to him. "I give you same option as the other dwarf. Trunk is small, but so are you!"
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<<@Team: I'll talk it over with Joe. I'm not suggesting we take on Humanis, or really, Alamos 20,000 - Hand of Five. That would be stupid. But, if we can tie Ragley to the murder of the Metas at the club, then we'd force them to keep their distance from Ragley after we take him out. Basically, if we burn the son of a bitch, then it lowers the chance of any open retaliation. As it is, Ragley is a valuable asset to their organization. If we can arrange for the police to put out a warrant for his arrest, then he is not a valuable asset, but an embarrassing problem. Character assassination makes actual assassination easier. But for the moment, we should prepare ourselves for what comes next. Now is when we will begin working in earnest.>>
resist invis spell [3,5,5,3,1,5]=(3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3123272/) nope. lift and carry 9d6.hits(5) → [1,5,5,2,6,1,3,4,5] = (4) 135 kilos (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3123273/)
It took Angela a moment or two to find the right grip to hoist the invisible man from the car, but carrying him is was no trouble, even in heels. She walked into the front of the body shop as briskly as her tiny legs would carry her and greeted the large troll at the front desk.
"Mr. Joseph is expecting me. I have a delivery."
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Space considers to show Silk and Noise the footage he has decrypted on his electronical paper. So he reaches into his backpack and hand it into the car: Take a look at this, seems I found someone you can thank for the little welcome party, Noise. Do you one of you recognize him?
At the same time, he watches the data on his contact lense in fast forward to skip the parts where nothing happens for them.
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The recording begins. I clearly shows Ragley, a scarred one in a designer suit with gloves, enter the house and sit down to talk with Salt and a few of his friends.
He's accompanied by a tall, black man with a lot of facial piercings. He's wearing actioneer business clothes.
Then it cuts to static. A few flickers that could be frames. A few more seconds of Static.
The time stamp is ten minutes later, they shake hands and the two visitors leave.
The recording has no sound but is Sim-Sense enabled, tell me if you use it.
The Troll smiles from behind a large coffee, "Mornin' little lady, you kno' where tah find Joe, go on through."
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Kitten followed the dwarf inside, keeping an eye out for trouble. Off the street the chance of meeting annoying cops was severely limited, but that didn't mean there couldn't be other dangers. Also she had to know when to drop the invisibility spell. But for now she would remain silent and on the background.
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"Oh, whose yer purdy frend you brought?" The troll miles at Kitten. "Wud you two like cough-e?"
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Silk watched the video and nodded.
"The guy with the scar is a politician, Corland Ragley. Arranged last night's events in Equilibrium. Policlub, obviously. The host is the owner of this house, ex-Lonestar turned merc who did the dirty work... he's been taken out of the picture. Don't know the third guy, maybe our Johnson does."
She threw a smile towards the hacker. "Good job, I'm sure that wasn't just lying around. You've got some skill! What about those glitches, flash frames and missing footage, no way to clean those or recover something from them?"
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"I will check, give me some seconds...hmm ... there seems to be some sim-sense attached to the footage, do you have the equipment to see that too?"
Space moves back into VR but notices that his stimu patch was worn off. Stupid, cheap drek, better buy some good patches next time.
He cuts a picture of each person at the footage and attached it to a comm message: (Since this is faster than sending the whole footage)
The faces on the footage, I will run a data search for this unknown good in two byts after this message. Attachment:[Pictures]
Then he trys to stop the footage at the time where the flash frames show up and increas their quality.
Edit the footage]: 4 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3123866/)
He also starts a data search with the picture of the unknown man, but stops after a few attempts, since Silk and Noise were waiting for those flash frames.
3*Data Search: 14 hits in total (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3123871/)
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Noise forwards the pic of the black man with face piercings to Stasya and Shelby with a promise of some 'Shoe funds' if they can find anything out on him.
She checks the time, noticing that yes, it is still ticking away.
Comm @ Team: What is ETA Romy? Was lot of gunfire here. No tinnies yet, but could be on way.
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@team : "You girls are fine ? Do I need to bring the medkit with me ?"
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<<@team: Cops in the Puyallups? That'll be the day.>>
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@team: As I understand it right, the last owner of this house had some 'friends'. I checked the area for other cameras and those gear, but maybe some ratty neighbor thinks about getting some extra [NewYen-Symbol] by telling those friends about the gunfire...
BTW: I assume, /me is your new hacker, Space by name.
Space give Silk and Noise some time to decide if they want to see the VR-footage now or not and continue his data search of this unknown person. This time in AR, so he won't miss their response.
2*Datasearch = 11 hits ==> 25 hits in total (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3124715/)
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Silk put a hand on Noise's shoulder. "Wouldn't be a bad idea letting Hank have a look at your leg. He really ain't bad."
She looked around for signs of trouble (14d6.hits(5)=8) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3124736/). Not finding any, she reclined her car seat and opened half a dozen AR windows. Only played the camera footage again, the rest was less professional.
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Comm @ Team: What is ETA Romy? Was lot of gunfire here. No tinnies yet, but could be on way.
"Just a few min." Andromeda answered on the team-line "Any special wishes? tea, coffee or a hot bath?"
@Hank "be a Gent, put some water to boil for the ladies who are waiting for us, and maybe for the New Guy as well."
The whole tracing guns episode had not slipped Andromeda, so when she had delivered the Sedan to where it was supposed to go she slipped back out of VR and went to the armoury to check them out.
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Man, I would fuck a person's brain out if he'd offered me a bath right about now.
@Team "Man, I would kill for a bath right about now!"
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Man, I would fuck a person's brain out if he'd offered me a bath right about now.
@Team "Man, I would kill for a bath right about now!"
Andromeda Chuckled, she had expected Noise to jump to this opportunity, Silk's answer came out of the blue, hope Noise does not mind, or at least the could negotiate the terms between them.
"You heard the Lady, Hank, I think she would be grateful if you filled the tube with some hot water."
Andromeda didn't want Hank to be feeling like she ordered him to do anything so she chose her words carefully, still, a bath for the girls would put Hank in a much better position in their eyes as the clone transportation done.
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Angela paused outside of the door to Joe's surgery with Ron on her back and thought-typed out a long message to the team.
<<@team: Hello Space. I'm Angela, your plan C. The building you've just cleared used to belong to a group of fresh-faced mercenaries who are former Lone Star. I doubt that they have any friends in the area. The fact that they chose an area without police presence suggests that they were looking to avoid any contact with other former Lone Star officers who might have been hired on by Knight Errant. So, they had no friends in the area, and, based on where they located their safehouse, no friends from their former employment. It's likely that there is a local gang presence in the area which might investigate the sound of weapons fire and come approach you. I've hopefully prepared you for this possibility by procuring the arms of the building's former residents. Uzi IV's. Not a professional's tool, but as good as gold for a ganger. If someone comes sniffing around, I would suggest you feel them out, and possibly purchase some good will through the distribution of the aforementioned weapons. It seems I must point out that, once the two men in your pictures are dead, no one else will know of this place, and as the last man to house us after a job is a complete stranger living in a ghoul-infested wasteland, we could use a reasonable place to fall back to if necessary.>>
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Hank started laughing over the team comms "Hahaha, yea, yea I'll do that, I'm starting to look more like the maid and less like a medic" Hank said the last part still laughing. He's been through lot worse than to have to ready a hot bath two hot females !
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Eventually Habu arrived, the huge tricked out mobile base of doom...
With a hot bath waiting in it.
Andromeda had started checking out the guns, so far they had all had regular RFID, which were fried by LJ.
Space and Silk had both been in AR while waiting. There were no hits back on the face yet. No one had turned up to investigate the gun shots yet but LJ's warning was a god one.
Roll Gang Turf if you have it.
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When Space got the message, that part of the team is arriving at the safe house any moment, he looks around for a car and saw Habu.
@team: If that big rolling building there infront of me is our team vehicle, maybe someone checks if it fits into the back alley. People will 'see' it otherwise.
Thanks for the offer, by the way. A coffee and a comfortable couch would be nice.
Space can only focus half his concentration back to those flash frames which he runs on his AR, the other half is on the big truck.
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"Oh, whose yer purdy frend you brought?" The troll miles at Kitten. "Wud you two like cough-e?"
"Not necessary, but thanks anyway," Kitten said as she followed Angela while concentrating on keeping up the invisibility spell and following the conversation over the team comms. She would have to talk to them about correct communications procedure, like keeping messages short and definately to the point. But again, that could wait after they dropped this guy of.
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When Space got the message, that part of the team is arriving at the safe house any moment, he looks around for a car and saw Habu.
@team: If that big rolling building there infront of me is our team vehicle, maybe someone checks if it fits into the back alley. People will 'see' it otherwise.
Thanks for the offer, by the way. A coffee and a comfortable couch would be nice.
@Team >Yellow, we are here, and if we want to be on our way soon, we should start packing, as Space said so bluntly we are an eyesore on this small street. I will see what's up with that turret.<
Poor Hank now he will have to do a lot of moving of stuff
She went straight in the house, finding the turret was no problem as was finding the light switch.
@Team >Could someone who knows automatic weapons or has knowledge of them come help me out, the weapon is kinda strange.<
Andromeda inspected the turret to see if she can repair it. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3125219/)
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The Turret is a heavily upgraded Ares Sentinel “P” Series Drone. Someone has seriously gone to town on it's insides, upgrades like this should in no way be possible on such an old drone.
You'd need to take a better look inside Habu.
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The Turret is a heavily upgraded Ares Sentinel “P” Series Drone. Someone has seriously gone to town on it's insides, upgrades like this should in no way be possible on such an old drone.
You'd need to take a better look inside Habu.
After a closer look at the drone Andromeda decided to take it to her workshop, it was small enough to carry so this time she just played with the idea of asking Hank for help, most likely he was not into Orks, and a new round of chuckles griped Andromeda.
In the workshop Andromeda continued to look at the drone while the others scooped up the last things from the safe house.
This time it went much better with the Old drone. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3125267/)
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The drone looks newly upgraded, it's also superficially scratched almost everywhere. It look similar to nanoforge toolmarks.
After further inspection Andromeda realises this drone wasn't multiple parts.. there's no sign of joints, welding or seams, apart from what Silk's bullet did to it, it was one solid object. Even the gun attached to it isn't mounted, it is a part of the chassis.
This is brilliant... No, Impossible engineering, even by nanites.
Unfortunately it makes the damage irreparable.
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just a quick post, work being real hectic today.
@Team: Fine, bath is yours first Silk. Just make sure not use all the hot water.
She watches a little incredulously as the large Semi pulls up. Like that's not gonna pull some attention.
@Team: Seriously? Isn't that a too much of a target? No one else has a problem with this? It's not like a stuffer shack is around the corner waiting for a delivery...
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@Team: Seriously? Isn't that a too much of a target? No one else has a problem with this? It's not like a stuffer shack is around the corner waiting for a delivery...
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As the truck stops next to the safe house, Space shrugs and walk to the open door, hoping that inside is a more comfortable place than sitting on the street. Yeah, if this one has a internal bathroom, a nice little stair should be no problem. Space also notices Noise message and turn around to face Noise, while still walking to the truck.
Now it's too late anyway. So, if someone comes, cops, gangs or mercs, at least they save us the time for looking for them.
@team:Do we realy want to keep this safe house for ourselves?
In case they want to save the safe house, Space starts some data search while he sits down on the coach. Search parameter: 'How to disarm a bomb inside a wall, only connected by a commlink of the type [X]'.
What is [X] by the way?
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Unfortunately it makes the damage irreparable.
As Andromeda saw that she would not even get a bolt open on this thing, if it had bolts, and was not able to scavenge just a few pieces of metal that had dropped on the ground, nothing worth anything she decided to stash it in the coffin-motel style bad and bring it as a small present to Kouryuu, to the junk-yard.
People where coming in most of them at least, and the loading of goods where almost done as well.
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Silk watched the huge truck drive down the street through her opaque AR windows and park between their car and the safe house. She'd almost sent a comm message warning that someone had shown up at the safe house and was blocking their view when the comm chatter pointed out it was their own truck.
@Team: "That's... pretty damned impressive, Romy. You mean you weren't kidding about that bath? Hah! What are you worried about Noise, it means your car is a smaller target but we can still take regular baths while on the road, sounds like a win-win to me. But before we get naked, let's load up what we want from the safe house and take a break elsewhere though, no use hanging around here any longer. We'll find out later if we can use it, for now it's too risky."
She closed most of her AR windows and smiled at Noise, some concern in her eyes. "Nah, you have that bath, I was just joking and you need it more than me... That must've hurt. Have Hank take a look at that leg. Warm water will relieve some of the soreness and pain. I'm sure he'll wash your back and massage that leg too if you ask him nicely." She added with a mischievous grin.
"Might want to make sure you throw a towel or something over any camera's too."
@Team: "LJ, you mean you took all those guns? Don't know how or when you did that but good thinking! Think you can send us their tag numbers?"
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@Team: "That's... pretty damned impressive, Romy. You mean you weren't kidding about that bath? Hah! What are you worried about Noise, it means your car is a smaller target but we can still take regular baths while on the road, sounds like a win-win to me. "
@Team: "LJ, you mean you took all those guns? Don't know how or when you did that but good thinking! Think you can send us their tag numbers?"
@Team >So you like it Silk? now I officially can be proud of it. ;D and actually as My sedan is outbound with LJ and Kitten the inside garage has space for Noise's car so we do not need to split this time. as for the guns, they are here in Habu, in the armoury. I just need to finish the check's on them.would not mind help on that, when we are ready to go.<
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@Team "Sounds great, as long as you don't expect my help with the tech stuff. What's the next stop? The clinic might be too hot for this kind of entry at this moment. Good thing I found that 25k, huh? Would hate to pay the gas for this thing."
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@ Team: Next stop? Lay low and spend money until the next job come. I like the spend money part...
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@team:Anyone a stimu patch or something? My sholder burns like hell, can't realy concentrate like that.
Space walks down the stairs to ask Andromeda in person about a first aid kit or something, when she was putting the turret down into the coffin-like bed.
What's with the turret? Do you need help with the electronic part later?
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@team You girls said that there was gunshots ? Anyone's hurt ? I can get a room cleaned for a quick checkup.
@Romy "Got a room I could use working my magic ? Or we could drive to my clinic, it shouldn't be too far"
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@ Hank: Yes gunfire. Wouldn't mind a quick look. Hurts like a bitch but no bleeding.... externally at least.
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@Romy "Got a room I could use working my magic ? Or we could drive to my clinic, it shouldn't be too far"
@Hank >Yep you can use the Living-room and the bedroom, just don't fuck around there, and leave no mess.<
@team:Anyone a stimu patch or something? My sholder burns like hell, can't realy concentrate like that.
Space walks down the stairs to ask Andromeda in person about a first aid kit or something, when she was putting the turret down into the coffin-like bed.
What's with the turret? Do you need help with the electronic part later?
Andromeda was about to com that there is that medkit she had bought from CJ, but then she saw Space coming down the stairs, it was uncomfortable, she did not know this runner, at least not well enough to be fine with him walking around Habu so freely, still the team needed it.
"no need, the turret is way too damaged, no point in repairing it, still if you would like to take a look you are welcome to do so."
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<<@Silk: I fried all the tags when I was cleaning up the club. I could have collected the mercenaries as well if we'd had our resources worked out. Maybe next time, we can avoid the headlines.>>
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@LJ: "Personally, I'd like to avoid a 'next time' like that, but if there is one we should probably work on our communication. I'm aware that leaving a mess behind isn't a good thing. Unless you also leave someone else to take the fall, like a bunch of mercs with weapons to match the balli.... Shit. KE finding a bunch of unarmed mercs makes pinning it on them a lot harder I'm afraid. This could get real messy."
Silk's current ideas on how their communications could be improved were exactly opposite of what Kitten had in mind.
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Hank moved to the living room and started cleaning up a bit the room, making sure that if he's to remove a bullet from someone, it would be in the best condition possible. He opened his Medkit and started setting up his improvised station
Who's first ? Doctor is in.
I'll need Essence lost and if you are awakened or not so I can get my Dice Pool correct
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Andromeda was about to com that there is that medkit she had bought from CJ, but then she saw Space coming down the stairs, it was uncomfortable, she did not know this runner, at least not well enough to be fine with him walking around Habu so freely, still the team needed it.
"no need, the turret is way too damaged, no point in repairing it, still if you would like to take a look you are welcome to do so."
"Hmm, as you say. Thought about at least ripping the shell open and try to connect manual to the internal node. There are still some frames I wasn't able to repair...maybe if I take the camera feed directly from the turret.
but how rude, sorry I forgot the personal introduction. Space." Space points with two fingers to himself und made a little bow. "May I?"
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"If you need magical healing, I can do that," Kitten said over the comm while she waited for LJ to finish whatever they were suppose to do here, "Also if needed I can make forensic evidence dissapear as by magic."
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Space looks at the turrent but has to admit "Sry, this nova hot nano stuff is beyond my abilities. Maybe we can find some nanobot scientist. Nice thinking to keep it." Space gives the broken turret back and goes back upstairs. "If you don't mind, I go upstairs again. Going through this footage again, there was some sim-sense data attached, I want to check out. "
When Space is upstairs, he takes Hanks offer, showing him where the bullets had hit his shoulder. He lets Hank take a look while he uses AR to make some changes in the building node:
-make sure that all old accounts are deleted.
-change the codes (
-add a second layer around the self-destruction using the stealth and engryption programs from the hidden footage.
-checking if there are other programs on the nexus he can copy to his commlink or a datachip.
@team:Almost forgot: Don't activate the drones manually. I think, I have set them to kill-all-mode.
When Hank is finish with his job, Space sits done on the coach and switch into VR. Checking the flash frames once again in the hope that his edit program has finish the repair and also use his analyse to see if any harmful data is attached. After he made sure that he is running cold Sim and his Biofeedback and Reality filter are on, he starts the sim-sense enhanced footage. Lets see why this feed was hidden so well.
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but how rude, sorry I forgot the personal introduction. Space."[/color] Space points with two fingers to himself und made a little bow. "May I?"
Andromeda was still reserved, but much more free as in the time she met the team for the first time.
Andromeda rises her hand while still balancing the drone in the other.
"Andromeda the name." then she offers Space a look at it.
@team:Almost forgot: Don't activate the drones manually. I think, I have set them to kill-all-mode.
@Space >would you be so nice and make an account for me in the drones? would like to check them out and a massacre in my home is not my idea of a fun evening.<
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It takes a while but Space manages to scrape together a few frames. What's shown is just weird, on one frame the turret is sitting on it's tracks with a mounted AK, the next frame shows it gone but with the table and floor covered in metal and circuits.
They are neatly arranged in rows. By the next frame the turret s back on it's track, now sporting the high powered rifle Noise and Space met.
No one in the room seems to have noticed or reacted.
The next few frames are as if from a horror film, you can't help feeling sick when you see it.
Just as with the turret something is laid out of the table and floor. Every bone, every brain and the empty skin of Ron Salt and his mercenaries heads. There bodies continue to sit there dead still, but clearly decapitated.
By the next frame everything is normal again. The meeting continues.
Composure(3) test for the strange gore, Composure(5) if viewed in VR.
The turrets system in the house only contained footage from fighting Noise, Space and Silk.
At the clinic the street sam let's LJ through, having been pinged by the troll again.
Inside his office Creepy Joe's dishevelled coat and long black greasy hair have dried off from earlier. When the disguised gnome enters with the unknown mage he raises an eyebrow, "Er, Hello?", and a Fire Elemental materialises between you and him.
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@Space >would you be so nice and make an account for me in the drones? would like to check them out and a massacre in my home is not my idea of a fun evening.<
@Andromeda: No prob, the doc her is fixing my shoulder right now, so would you mind to come to me? Don't like to send those codes through the air.
It take Space just a few eye blinks and he finishs an admin account (restricted to the drones) for Andromeda with some now codes. When Andromeda isn't there when Hank is done with his job, Space quickly jumps down the stairs to give Andromeda the codes directly. Aterall, he know how easy someone can sniff a signal and steal those codes, or worse let Andromeda think she has the right codes (just before the drone starts shoting.) Wouldn't be so nice far her or Space's reputation either.
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It takes a while but Space manages to scrape together a few frames. What's shown is just weird, on one frame the turret is sitting on it's tracks with a mounted AK, the next frame shows it gone but with the table and floor covered in metal and circuits.
They are neatly arranged in rows. By the next frame the turret s back on it's track, now sporting the high powered rifle Noise and Space met.
No one in the room seems to have noticed or reacted.
The next few frames are as if from a horror film, you can't help feeling sick when you see it.
Just as with the turret something is laid out of the table and floor. Every bone, every brain and the empty skin of Ron Salt and his mercenaries heads. There bodies continue to sit there dead still, but clearly decapitated.
By the next frame everything is normal again. The meeting continues.
Composure(3) test for the strange gore, Composure(5) if viewed in VR.
Unfortunatly, Space is in VR or was until he fills the strong urge to go to the toilet and puke his last soymeal into the toilet. Composure: 3 hits (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3127982/) This turret scene wasn't the problem, but when the next scene shows up, he can't help to see Kork's face in the cold store. Two bodys hanging like cattles to the slaughterhouse at hooks on the ceiling. Kork and two of his underlings, moving around with butchers knives, and little Space with them, forced to take the two head commlinks away, still with bits of brain hanging on them.
He had thought that he never have to see something like that again, especially after he purked all over Kork (and reservied the punishment for that).
When Space went back to the coach, still a little bit wobbly, he made sure that his Realyt filter put noise and blur over those scattered body parts.
@team:You guys should really come and take a look at those footages with me in VR, something very bad is happening there. Still a little bit confused by those scenes, he attached the decoded flash frames to the message.
Space activates the his camera and micro in his classes and positions his message window in his VR, takes some deep breathes and then move into the VR footage. His hands still shiver a little bit, when he sets a warning point to the footage to warn him before those flash frames come up again.
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Silk watched the decoded frames in almost fullview AR. She didn't understand anything about what happened to the turret other than that it seemed a bit weird, but hardware wasn't her thing anyway. As far as she knew, the tech-freaks just caught a lucky break being able to see all the parts and circuits neatly exposed on picture.
She acted disgusted when she watched the bloody stills, but only because she knew that was what would be expected. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3127994/) She ran towards a window and hung her head out. Gag reflexes were something she'd learned to control early in her life for several different reasons.
@team: "What the #@*!, that's some seriously messed up drek! Space, don't send that kind of thing to people without giving a loud and clear heads up man! People, if you haven't watched that second set of frames from Space yet, don't watch it if you have eaten or plan to eat anywhere within 24 hours!"
She thought a moment about what she'd been shown and couldn't get her head around it.
@team: "What's the purpose of this? It's editted, right? But why? Some kind of message? Who's it for and how were they expected to find it? And probably more important, who the hell put it there?"
Silk was really starting to reconsider the bath.
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@team:You guys should really come and take a look at those footages with me in VR, something very bad is happening there. Still a little bit confused by those scenes, he attached the decoded flash frames to the message
When Andromeda recieved the codes she went straight to the first drone. Just a few moments she was elbow deep in work, not even pesky messages could bring her out of the fun she was having here. If someone would realy need her, they will have to come and get her.
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She thought about what she'd been shown and couldn't get her head around it.
@team: "What's the purpose of this? It's editted, right? But why? Some kind of message? Who's it for and how were they expected to find it? And probably more important, who the hell put it there?"
Since Space had his message window open when he walks through the VR footage, he notice Silks thoughts and stop the footage for a moment to check the data file of the frames. He really didn't like to think about the details from the flash frames, but luckely it seems that some other team members have a better stomach than him.
@team: Nope, I checked the parameter files, doesn't seems like a fake. Ladys at the clinic: do your guy has a SIN? We can check his hospital records if he was operated before or had all this cyberware before this 'meeting' and compar it the body you carry right now.
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Noise disregarded the warning about he video and queued it up... and immediately wish she hadn't, even with Space's editing her stomach rolled and she felt the bile creeping up her throat.
Ha! only a single hit on an edge re-rolled composure test.... 11 dice total... so much for the 'sammy' having steel guts.
She soon found herself outside, sucking air to clear her head of the images, finding the rain on the top of her head helping for a more rapid recovery.
"That was unexpected..." She says to no one in particular.
@Space: A warning next time will be required.
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Hank first started by checking Noise leg. A good contusion for sure maybe a pulled muscle. A quick inspection could confirm him there was no internal bleeding. He pulled a couple of muscle relievers from his medkit and a good rub. "It should make the pain go away for now, but really you need to take a couple hours to rest it completely. Try not to put too much weight on it and it should be good"
Healing Romy : Logic 5 + First Aid 4 + Improved Skill (First Aid) 2 + Combat Wounds 2 + Medkit 6 - 1 Essence lost -1 Average Conditions (17d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3127304/) I wrote Romy but it was really Noise, you can cure 2 boxes of stun damage
Hank took a look at Space's wounds, "So I bet you are the new Hacker Chrona got us right ? Tough first meet as I can see ? Yea without this body armor, that could have gone much worse, what hit you ?" Hank paused a second to think and then said, "I think your shoulder is slightly off, let me pull it back in place." Hank grabbed Space arm (luckily, he was able to reach it without getting on a chair !) and started applying pressure. A satisfying "clac" assured him he was right. "Here we go, that should be good now."
Logic 5 + First Aid 4 + Combat Wounds 2 + Improved Skill 2 + Medkit 6 -2 Essence Lost -1 Average conditions (16d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3128164/) Space can cure 4 boxes of Stun damage
Hank was busy with fixing Space shoulder so he quickly dismissed the AR window notification. As he finished, he mindlessly opened the file. "HOLY CRAP WHAT THE FRAK WAS THAT ! This is the sickest drek I've seen since I had to put the guts back in poor Ol'Larry body. Don't do that again dude or next time I'll "fix" your shoulder right in the middle of your back !"
Willpower 4 + Charisma 2 (6d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3128176/)
As he calmed down, Hank recognized the man as Ron Salt he quickly messaged Little Joe Angela and the new girl.
@Angela and Kitten : "You girls OK? We just got some wierd footage of Salt corpse. You still have it right ? And are we sure it's really him ?"
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Kitten opened the file that was send without thinking about it. While she was surprised about the footage, she had seen worse in the Yucatan and Bug City. When you were in the sickbay and one after the other merc - people you knew, who you had trained with - was brought in with wounds everywhere, most already heavily infected, you quickly learn to keep yourself together or you didn't get everything done.
composure (7d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3128175/)
"Put him somewhere we can drop the invisibility," she said to LJ. She waited for that before dropping the spell and going into the astral to have a look.
assensing (8d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3128191/)
"I've checked and I'm sending you a list right now," she said over the comms. After her investigation, she composed a message of the cyber she had found and send it out.
"Does that compares to what you have," she asked, "BTW, do you guys haven't confiscated his commlink to have a look for his SIN?"
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Meanwhile in the VR footage:
Space stoped the camera fedd and take a closer look at the turret (before the flash frames) and make a picture of it. (1)
He starts the feed again and watch the meeting and looks for anything he didn't see in the simple AR version. (2)
A warning move into his vision, telling him, that the first flash frame will accure soon. Right befor this happens, Space stops the feed again and take a closer look at the scene, where everybody stands (3), what kind of impression are on their faces (4), etc., moving close to every merc so he can recognise any changes after the second flash frame.
He jumps to the first frame (skiping just the noise) where the turret is removed, and look around the room, where is everybody (5) and important, who works on the drone (5).
With a good reason, he skips the second fram completly, only take a look at the time stemp to see how much time is missing in the feed. (6)
Again the scene with the meeting: Space stops the feed right after it shows an image again. First, Space goes to the turrent and compare picture (1).
Then he moves back to the meeting table, and again Space looks for hints, he didn't see in the AR version (7) and makes a note where everybody stands now (8}.
And also look at their expression now (5) and compares their faces with the picutres he before the first flash frame [while Space made (4)], if something happens to them, e.g. surgical scars, different eye color through new cybereyes.
He continue the feed and watch the meeting and what everybody do at the end (9).
Space leaves the VR footage and prepares a little Holoprojector presentation with the pictures and notes he made. (10)
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"Hi again Joe." Angela replied in the same deadpan voice she had used when talking earlier about the Ciarniello situation. "No need to worry, I didn't come here for that. I came to drop off the leader from the mercs across the street and to discuss furthering our contract regarding Corland Ragley. We've made significant progress already toward.. Excuse me, there's another message coming in from the others. Hopefully one of them is going to show up for a digital meet. By the way, this is Kitten. Chrona knew her I suppose."
[OOC: 8d6.hits(5) → [3,3,3,1,5,4,1,2] = (1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3128547/) composure fail.]
A shiver ran through Angela's body coupled with a slight purring noise. "I.. excuse me a moment, some new information just came in."
She placed the invisible body on the floor and let Kitten do her thing while she took a closer look at the footage. "Oh my.. That's interesting.."
<<@team: What's the story with the drone? What happened when you got there? Tell me everything.>>
"Approximately how much does Ragley owe, because this operation is proving to be... extensive. When Still Waters told me that the hacker Ragley had hired was crammed full of Deltaware, I thought he was a fool, but this ridiculousness is looking more and more like the norm. Apparently, this man I've brought you might not even be who he thinks he is. Everything we know is now suspect, and whatever advantage we might have thought we had has disappeared. I don't think we're in a position to press forward anymore.. Well, at least we've brought you a fine organ bank.."
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(1) Unmodified, obviously old, A mounted.
(2) Salt seems very displeased with the meeting, Ragley is sitting still as he negotiates.
(3)The Black man its two the right of Ragley, Sat sits opposite on the other side of the table, two mercs stand behind him.
(4) Displeased.
(5) No one has moved.
(6) 5 Seconds.
(7) The Turret is now seamless and sporting the powerful rifle.
(8} No one seems to have moved, Salt seems much more agreeable. No one eyes, skin, etc seems different.
(9) They she hands, Ragley and the Black man leave, sometime later so do the mercs and Salt.
"OH, LJ it's you," He asks the spirit to stand down. "Nice disguise. Hello Kitten, If Chrona picked you thats good enough for me." He stands, offering to shake Kitten's hand.
"All I know is "a lot", I'm looking into his account now. I agree that maybe we've pushed the envelope enough for tonight. There's still the original job I had planned but I'll need...about a week to re-secure the details for your team."
When the spell lowered CJ took a quick look, crouching down, "As soon as the docs check him out we'll wire you the cash."
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Space looks at his notes, comparess the pictures again and get more and more confused. Back from VR, he starts his Holoprojector to show the rest of the team those photos. (He also sends them to the rest of the team at the clinic with a copy of his explanation about them, but only those in the coach room will see the pictures floating through the room.)
Looking at those footage, I have to admit that Silk here is right, someone definitly edit the footage. The time missing, with this flash frames, is only 5 seconds, but nobody can change the turret from this [old turret], doing that [flash frame 1] into that [new turret]. Specially since nobody of the merc's, Salt and so on, moved even an inch. The only thing what changes is Salt's expression [both pictures of Salt, before and after the flash frames], but as you see: Nothing what indicates the ... urgs .... happens in the second frame. On the other side, the turret actually changed, but with the settings, I found when I checked the software, it should had attacked the merc's right at the meeting. I have to admit, I'm a little bit confuesed.
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@Team: This is probably chinese hackerman. I should have sliced him when had the chance! I will not waste another chance to bring that fucker down.
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@team: Chinese Hackerman? Who's that? Where does he come into this story? So far Space only had heard about Salt, Ragley and those mercs but nothing about a hacker?
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@Team: "He certainly seemed to have the skills for it, no way we would be able to detect any of his hacks. No offense Space, you did a good job so far and I don't doubt you're skilled, but that guy was in a whole different league than all of us. Only... he didn't seem the type for this kind of disgusting thing. He was fairly friendly and professional. Let's face it, Noise, he could've done some serious damage to us but instead he just walked. Ehm... Kitten, was it? Could magic do this kind of stuff or am I really that bad a judge of character?"
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@team: Does this guy has a name and face? Maybe I know him or at least heard about him?
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Well he was a chineese and a hacker. As well as a delta ware ninja. And was running fast as hell. I know Silk had a talk with him, was kinda busy with a body but that pretty much it.
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@team: Does this guy has a name and face? Maybe I know him or at least heard about him?
The first drone took some of her time, but she had managed to finish the maintenance, greeting ceremony and now befor taking care of the second took a peak in the inbox, witch was overflowing from the teams chatter. she started to read hear 3 mails at a time, helpful to have your brain linked to your com.
as she saw Silks warning she stopped the footage on the first frame, left it for later.
the most recent team chatter was getting more and more interesting, a mystery no less.
and Andromeda could help to fill Space in on the mysterios Hacker-ninja.
@Space >You should be able to find it here<+[attachment - single file containing the footage the sedan took, uncut and raw. 5 min +/- from the approximate time she used it to block the door.
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PM @ Space: "If you want to look for him on the matrix, he's an ex-triad named Cho. Please keep his name to yourself for now, when we met the situation was pretty hostile and the team's aggressive behavior spooked him. If you find him, please don't do anything to make him hostile or scare him away again; or even better, put me through to him." --- Image File Attached ---
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@Team >as it looks like we are ready to leave this place, i would like to ask if someone has anything left here to do, if not i would like to ask permission from Noise to park her Car in Habu so we can leave this friendly neighbourhood.
They can speak while we travel, but staying here will just make more people aware of them, and better keep those eyes to a minimum.
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@Romy: You want to drive my little car into your truck? Tsch... Ok, I do not care. Mean I do not have to stay awake...
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@Romy: You want to drive my little car into your truck? Tsch... Ok, I do not care. Mean I do not have to stay awake...
@Noise >You can even have the Bedroom for yourself if you want, or some coffin-hotel beds like any other sleepy persons. myself i prefer to work on the drones some more and then taking some shut-eye.<
Andromeda quickly ran out of the trailer and took Noises car in it's garage compartment. closing the door's and giving Habu the order to move out. general direction Club Excalibur, notify point is half the distance to it.
@LJ.and.Kitten >when you are ready to move out just com me.<
a fast look to the back of the trailer revelled a lot more free space in the garage, Noises car was defiantly smaller then the sedan.
small and compact, might i risk a peak under the hood? nah, drone first.
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Space turn the projector off and put it back into his backpack. Leaning back into the coach, he think about the Cho, the Ex-Triad hacker and if he has seen his face somewhere before.
Space tries to remember, if he know this hacker from of his chat rooms at Data Haven or his PTP networks:
Does he know Cho? (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3130301/)
He also looks into his old contact list, from his time with the Vorys. If this guy was a Triad, maybe Space can ask one of the old Vory hackers about him. 'If you searching for your friend, ask his enemys.'
Does he know Vory hackers? (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3130306/) Although, it would be risky to go in this direction. Space never knows where Kork has some old connections and Space definitly doesn't want him to show up here in Seattle.
Space feels the moving of the truck, when they start to move away from the safe house. While he is still in range, he activates the magelocks and the cameras of the safe house and all other security systems of the safe house, except the self-destruction..
@team: 1) I activate the security system of the safe house. I hidde the self-destruction and encrypted it, so I hope this place will still be intact when/if we come back. There will be an alarm which right know doesn't call anybody of use. I don't like to use my private commcode, but if you give me any some disposable commlink or code, I can direct the alarm to this one.
2) Kitten could take a look at this turrent, so we can be sure if its magic or not.
And to the people at the coach room in Habu, Space says: "I don't know how you lady's, sorry Hank, feel but I could need a small coffee break after all this hacking and cracking."
With this, Space focus move to his AR windows. While his left arm relaxe on the armrest, his other hand moves smoothly through the air, moving some documents and actual news feeds in and out of his main vision.
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Having been clued in to the full situation at the safehouse as well as the full ware outlay on Ron Salt, Angela continued speaking with Joe.
"This man may be something other than we expect. We've got video of him being worked over in short time by Ragley's people. <link> Some kind of mind wipe, augmentations, who knows what else. He could be broadcasting everything that's happened in the last 4 hours. We may have just blown everything with this guy. I don't even know. Last I talked to him, he seemed ready to flip on Ragley. Could ID him for the murders at the club... supposing that hasn't been swept under the rug yet. Put the target on the defensive and cut him off from his backers." Her agitation had grown quite a bit, even though her voice remained flat and unaffected. "I am upset. Excuse me. I shouldn't be. I don't handle frustration as well as I should. This was just a short piece of work. I'm sure I can find something to busy myself with while you work out the details on how to continue. Be aware though, this man has significant resources and will use them to stay alive. It will be difficult to force him into a vulnerable position. I'll leave you to it. You know how to contact me if you happen upon a short-call opportunity and need a quick hand."
Business concluded, Joe nodded toward Kitten and started out of the clinic. <<@Andromeda: We should be ready to leave. I'm not sure if we need to meet up. If you can't think of a good reason for all of us to get together, I would appreciate you dropping me off near downtown.>>
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"Maybe with an illusion of some kind it might be possible," Kitten said, "I can't tell like that, illusions have never been my strong point, except invisibility. Maybe one of those mages they use to create special effects on the trids can do it, but you have to be a really sick bastard to make something like that. I could have a look around in the house to check if there's an astral signature remaining."
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Silk forwarded a textfile to CJ, containing a summary of what she'd gotten out of Ron Salt. The exact address of the safehouse wasn't included, neither was full information about the daughter. The RFID frequency codes from the vault were included at the end of the file, along with a "Pleasure to work for you, Mr. Johnson. Please don't hesitate to contact me for further assignments.".
She let her mind go over the events of the past 12 hours again and contemplated the puzzle they'd uncovered. She shrugged. They'd been hired to get the man out of the VIP room and they'd done so. Then they'd been paid to deliver the dead body to a ghoul and get some more information out of the living one and they'd done so. Job completed.
The small bruise the bullet's impact had left on her leg was already fading. All-in-all, not too bad a night considering the pay.
She put the puzzle and the questions out of her mind. The job was done, it wasn't her problem anymore. If CJ wanted more answers, he knew how to reach her.
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And to the people at the coach room in Habu, Space says: "I don't know how you lady's, sorry Hank, feel but I could need a small coffee break after all this hacking and cracking."
With this, Space focus move to his AR windows. While his left arm relaxe on the armrest, his other hand moves smoothly through the air, moving some documents and actual news feeds in and out of his main vision.
Coffee ? Caffeine is terrible for your heart and blood system, that one nasty drug. I don't do that. I should probably get some sleep and make sure I get this eight hour.
But what is next, we wait until CJ sends us something or we start moving against that Ragley guy ? I know I hate being sent into a death trap for one's own pleasure, so I might have some stuff to say him...
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"As far as I understode, that guy, Ragley, know that we or at least someone is coming after him and, under the assumption that he or the black man has done this to the turret, ... and whatever to the mercs to, he is really dangerous and paranoid. Who knows, maybe the guns have still some tags and he knows were they are right now.
Although, I'm just here for a couble of hours, I would say that the savest way would be to let him cool down for a bit, low his guard. Also I could use the time to ... working a little bit on some hardware project of mine.
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"Where do we have to go," Kitten asked when they reached the car, "Do we come to that house of yours so I can have a look at the astral there? I would suggest so, as I might be able to find traces of auras. It won't do us much good now, but it might give me the chance to recognise them when I see them again. I don't know how much I can find in this way, that depends on how long the house has been empty, but it might be worth a shot. Oh wait, if Andromeda parks the car somewhere I can astrally project and come over that way. But the car has to stay put if I try that, as I'd rather not go in search of my shoes. seeing where you are now, it shouldn't take me much more than a minute to reach you from the moment the car is parked. You guys can come to that point while I search the place astrally."
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When Kitten and LJ/Angela Get in the car it starts slowly to move foward, it's destination downtown
@team >Kitten will take a look at the Safe house and then? do we have a new Job or unemployment?<
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"You could have a spirit watch your body while we travel, couldn't you? As I understand, that's the safest way to avoid physical detection while remaining bodily protected. I've worked with hackers who have done something similar to avoid being traced. It's very effective. Anyway, I am tired, and after this potential exposure I'll need to spend the next several hours making sure I'm not followed."
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@team:"It would appreciate it too, if you can drop me around the south end of downtown. Just waiting for the payment and I will lay low for the next week or so. If your Johnson has another job, after this small downtime, you ladys have a hacker, me, for sure. I can also control the cameras of the safe house and the building node every six hours or so. Maybe, I start my agent on this nexus to check the local news for Ragley and this unknown face; if you don't mind."
Space is only half focused on the discussion, about magic and spirits. He was never very interested in those voodoo and continues to read to some articles about nanites.
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"Ok, let's see if I can get a watcher," Kitten said. She began to chant in Old Egyptian, but nothing seemed to appear. She needed one for two hours at maximum, as it normally wouldn't take longer to search the place and get back. In fact, one hour would probably be enough, but she wanted to be careful.
summon watcher for 2 hours max
magic 6 + summoning 2 = 8 (8d6.hits(5)=0) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3131647/)
nothing appears
drain: 2 => I buy the hits (I have 9 dice on this)
"I must be more tired then I realise," she said to LJ, "I even forgot something. I'm going to sit in the back, it's safer. And don't touch me unless there's something really urgent, otherwise I have to come back to check it out every time.
She got in the back of the car, fastened the seatbelt (just in case) and tried again to get a watcher for two hours, this time making sure her speech was without error.
magic 6 + summoning 2 = 8 (8d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3131650/)
drain: same as above.
The watcher appeared on the astral plane.
"Guard my physical body and warn me if someone touches it," Kitten said to it, aloud so LJ would be aware of the order she had givent he thing. With that done she astrally projected, moved up to about 200 metres above the earth so when she started 'running' she wouldn't run into astral barriers and she moved at full speed to the safehouse. Arriving there the rest of the team had already moved, so she could have a look around without being disturbed. First she looked around for spirit activity in the house, followed by a more detailed look for astral traces of spells.
intuition 5 + assensing 3= 8
looking for spirits and checking them out if there are any inside: (8d6.hits(5)=2
assensing for signatures: 8d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3131658/) => not enough, need three hits, so I assume I don't see any signatures
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Looking around the astral inside and out Kitten doesn't notice any spirits or signatures. It's frustrating but it may have just been too long since the meeting.
Then a sharp feeling runs down your back.
Your watcher was just banished.
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Just great, Kitten thought, now I have to find my body back without the watcher to guide me back, and very quickly. Something had banished her watcher and that wasn't a good thing. Well, time to switch to plan B. She called up another watcher, again for a maximum of two hours, just to get back to her body.
magic 6 + conjuring 2 =8 (8d6.hits(5)=3) => only two needed (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3132067/)
drain: 2 (again, buy the hits)
"Guide me back to my physical body," she told the watcher. The little creature moved of and she followed with her astral form. Some time later she spotted the car wich helt her physical body. She moved into her body, but kept focused on the astral to see what had banished her previous watcher.
intuition 5 + assensing 3 =8 (8d6.hits(5) =1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3132071/)
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There was a slight signature left but barely anything, it had been a quick banish after all.
It was familiar, your blood runs cold as you realise it reminded you of Jean-Jacques.
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Kitten was suprised. He had been killed in Chicago, ripped apart by a Mantis spirit. But the signature was clearly his. In their years together with Merill's Marauders she had become so familiar with the signature of his spells that she would recognise it everywhere. She was still a bit confused, but there was work to be done. She reminded herself of the motto Jean-Jacques had always taught her with the Marauders: if you're not vigilant, you're dead.
She told the watcher to stay with her, hoping that the person would come back and she could have a better look. Then she shifted her attention back to the physical world so she could report.
"I've seen no magical residues," she told the team, "Either there was no magic used or it has been used long enough for the residue to dissipate again. I can't tell which of the two, sorry."
Then she turned to LJ.
"Can you tell me where we are now, and give our route," she asked.
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@Team: "Right... was worth a shot, but I guess that's that then. Anything else we need to do, other than meet to divide the spoils?"
PM @ Space: "I know those searches will take some time and that we're not technically on the job anymore. But it would be good to know who we made an enemy of tonight, so I'd appreciate it if you continued and let me know what comes out of it. That counts for all of us I guess."
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PM @ Space: "I know those searches will take some time and that we're not technically on the job anymore. But it would be good to know who we made an enemy of tonight, so I'd appreciate it if you continued and let me know what comes out of it. That counts for all of us I guess."
When Space saw all the weapons down in the workshops, he assumed that they came from the mercs. Noise and the other must knocked quite a lot of them out of business. But he can't really believe it that they didn't manage to take a single commlink with them. Paydata is so much easier to hide and to transport than those guns, but what ever.
He starts a copy of his agent on the building nexus with Browse and Stealth and Analyze and Stealth. The internal script commands him to check the camera feeds, the maglocks at the doors and if new accounts are created; not to trigger an open alarm but to send a message to Space's second commlink (Space encrypted its commcode and load this also in the agent). It also should, in unregular time intervalls, browse through the matrix, specially the top news of various networks from Seattle, for Ragley and this black, unknown man and also for his new team members (those Space know so for), in case their face show up in local death notices.
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@team: Done, my agent check the door locks and camera feeds of the safe house and call me, if someone is sneaking into it.
Space move his AR windows aside, when he fells that Habu has stoped. He don't bother to check his GPS to see were they are right now. He looks around the group of runnes in the coach room. Nobody has told him, who the head of the team is, but since Silk looks like the Face and was the one who hired him after all, Space talks in her direction: "Call it a day then? If there is nothing else, you need from me, hacking or browsing anything, we can talk about money, can we?"
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You all find a nice, empty floor of a multi-story parking lot in touristville, no one seems to have followed either of the vehicles.
Both pull up at around the same time.
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Noise hops out of the rig's trailer and gives the area a quick look around ensuring that they are indeed alone.
9d6.hits(5) → [4,6,3,6,5,6,6,6,5] = (7) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3134560/) Where the heck was that roll hiding earlier!
"Lady Kitten, you should do that magic look thing too."
"I also apologize to you and to new short man. I am Genevieve. I am called by Noise by many. You will need to excuse poor English." She offers each of them her hand in turn.
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"Oh, hey," Kitten said as she shook Noise's hand. She was still thinking about what she had seen on the road, or better, what she hadn't seen. Right before they had arrived here, she had dismissed her watcher.
"What magical look? You want me to assense something? Anything special going on here?"
She looked around her.
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When Noise is passing by the Andromeda she starts
"hey, Noise ........" But by the second word Noise has already passed and went outside of the trailer
seems she is in a hurry, better get her Car outside for her
Even before everyone else could manage to crowd the entranceway of the trailer Andromeda parked the next to Habu, and the Sedan inside, a easy task for her as she had done so countless times.
When joining Noise and kitten she just added.
"If you need something done on the car, you can get a big discount Noise, and i might even trow a Rigger adaption as a bonus for my convenience." she grinned on the Rigger adaption part, so you could not be sure if she really meant it or was just making a joke.
"Nice seeing you in one piece Kitten, hope Angela behaved" still grinning she said to Kitten
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"She was okay," Kitten said, "of course, I can stunbolt just about anybody, although I try not to. Nice wheels by the way, although not exactly stealthy."
She moved her vision to the astral for a moment to check for spirits in the vicinity. Not really assensing anybody, except when she found spirits or astral bodies that shouldn't be there (everything except her team mates).
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"She was okay," Kitten said, "of course, I can stunbolt just about anybody, although I try not to. Nice wheels by the way, although not exactly stealthy."
She moved her vision to the astral for a moment to check for spirits in the vicinity. Not really assensing anybody, except when she found spirits or astral bodies that shouldn't be there (everything except her team mates).
A watcher spirit is soaring past the car park, obviously on a remote task of some kind, the immediate area seems clear of astral interlopers.
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Alright folks so how much we have to split ?
Hank paused to get the answer, while watching Kitten and Space reaction. He wanted to know what kind of teammates they were. Of course they're in for money, most people are, let's just see how loyal they are, he thought for himself.
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Since Hank was looking at him rather than at Silk or Noise, Space assumes that he wants the answer from him. Since bookkeeping was something, he did for more than a few years, he had no problem to recall a rough inventory. When he speaks, Space sounds as if he had the inventory list infront of him: "Let me see, a turret, destroy and unrepairable, but nanit technology so maybe worth something at the right hands; drones, two, fully intact with weapons, AK something, one each and fully loaded; multiple credsticks, value unknown, ask Silk; a nexus, based on the system parameter, I would assume a modified MCT Sentinel, inside the safe house walls, exact position unknown, connected to explosives; explosives, armed and also inside the safe house walls, exact position unknown, exact amout and material unknown; no paydata on the nexus;..."
after a short break to breath, Space added, "That should be all from the safe house, about this body or the guns, you have to ask Andromeda or those two, which I assume were at the clinic right now." Space nods over at Kitten and LJ to signal them, that they can add anything they have.What was her name again, LJ or Angelia or both? Have to introduce myself later again to them to figure that out.
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The unfamiliar dwarf woman exited the vehicle and saw the others beginning to gather around the back side of an 18-wheeler truck. Hmmm.. nice grouping. Could probably float a grenade in the center of them. Probably two grenades.
"Money.." Angela yawns. "Hooray.." She leans up against the back of the sedan. "Joe says to expect info on further work sometime in a week or so. I am not sure he even knows what kind of people he is up against at this point. Clones and suicide soldiers and all this race-hate bullshit is more than just business as usual. There will be much trouble before this is finished. I hope the compensation continues to please you, because I imagine there will be casualties before this is over."
She perks up at the thought. "Did you see what they did with the mercenaries bodies? It was like a Gunther von Hagens exhibit. Very extravagant."
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She perks up at the thought. "Did you see what they did with the mercenaries bodies? It was like a Gunther von Hagens exhibit. Very extravagant."
Fortunatly, Space had finished before this inventory, before Angela call to them. He hates to be interrupted when he order his mental bookkeeping. Nevertheless, she had mentioned something important, Space almost forgot or even want to forgot. Speaking of bodies, did you check if Salt's commlink has his SIN saved? Its worth a look if the list of cyberware from Kitten consists with the information on the SIN. By the way, I'm Space, we didn't meet in meat, so 'Nice to meet you.' Again, Space made a small bow with his head towards Angela.
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As the last one of the team had left Habu Andromeda put it back in patrol mode. Habu's size is it's best asset and the biggest problem in one, and at this time they do not really need anything from it anymore.
"When you decide what to sell and where i will deliver the goods, but for now it's better that they keep moving. Guess my cut are the drones, right? My cut of the cash from the trade i will take in person when i deliver the goods to the fixer, but now i would like to excuse myself, a bath and my bed are waiting for me."
Andromeda started to move in the direction of the Sedan.
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Silk didn't want to waste too much time on dividing the money, she did have a life besides 'running. She nodded at Kitten and presented herself briefly, but got to business quickly.
"How's this sound?
Romy, if you plan to keep the drones, I won't object. Otherwise I say we all do what we can to get a good price for the fenced equipment and give everyone an even share. Pick what you think you can fence best and get the best price you can get in let's say, a week. Pass the profits to someone we trust -Hank, I'm looking at you here- and after a week, we divide it evenly. If anyone thinks I can get a better price I'm always willing to work my magic, but I'm not getting involved with the guns LJ took from the mercs in any way. They're too hot and I would've preferred leaving them, they should probably be destroyed or sold to someone with a knack for forgetting where he got his goods.
Space, Kitten, you guys only joined past halfway, so I think half a cut is fair. Possibly a small bonus to Space because he might have to work some overtime.
We'll decide what we do with the safe house at a later point. We'll first have to see who comes looking at it. Space, you can give us all equal rights to its camera's and security system? We're professionals, so let's finish this up quick and clean, the professional way and then it might be best to lay low for a little while."
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"How's this sound?"
Andromeda stopped and turned to the team, still being almost in their midst.
"Great, it sounds great, just most of you lack transportation, so delivering them to the fence will fall upon me i guess."
She sighted "good just give me a call i will get them there, just do not hope i will sell them, as my only option is to sell them as junk." she turned around and continued her way to the sedan
"and the uzi, i will check for bugs, and stash them tomorrow in the safehouse if someone of you has the nerve to sell them a few days after the massacre."
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We Silk mentioned his name, Hank couldn't help but to flex a little. It's not every day that a hot
human-ish elf chick tag you as trustworthy.
As far as transport goes, it might not be a 18wheeler but my Rover can store a couple of bag for sure. As for the prices, I must say I don't have much contacts in the smuggling domain, could try but I bet Silk can get it done faster.
Hank hands out his commcode to Space and Kitten. "If I don't answer immediately just leave a message, somebody gotta run that clinic after all and I hate taking calls when I'm fixing someone up."
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"I can totally understand that," Kitten said to Hank, "I would hate it too if my doctor left in the middle of surgery to pick up a call. By the way, I can do some magical healing. I don't have anything as fancy as a licence for that, but I've patched up more than one merc in some soggy hellhole. So if you need a hand, I'm sure we can arange something."
Then she turned to Silk
"Half sounds fair to me," she said, "I probably won't be much use in fencing the stuff, as talismongers don't really buy guns."
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Money, a decent amount too! Not bad for one horrifically dangerous night that ill probably come back to haunt you.
.................Right?......
Well for now it's 8a.m. and you are off the clock. Time to rest. Or not, some of you have some things to worry about.
MESSY BIZ - CHAPTER 1.5 "A BARREN INTERLUDE" - COMPLETE.
http://youtu.be/HlYeq5f9lqM
CastIn order of appearance
Kouryuu as Andromeda the Hardware Savvy Sniper.
Xzylvador as Silk the nicest Face around.
Ten-Hex as Still Waters the Mercenary Shaman. Who vanished.
Kontact as Little Joe the bundle of murderous fun.
GrimWulf as Noise the Vindictive but reliable Razorgirl.
Artighur as Hank the young-at-heart Medic.
Lazarus as Space the bookmaking Hacker.
farothel as Kitten the Shaman of few words.