Shadowrun
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Liberated Wealth Episode 1 part 2
Right lets set the scene:
You’ve been on this run for 5 hours, killed the transport team, looted the transport. Then when to a warehouse looked over the loot decided you needed more input. Went to the Bar got some interesting tidbits from Alestor a Gremlin’s afflicted mage. Learned the book is major bad Juju and people will want to get their hands on it for nefarious reasons.
The group has now gone to a small restaurant, the “Caribbean Mambo” a small Cuban restaurant located near the bar. This small hole in the wall restaurant has a three person band playing some festive tune in the corner and the tables are reasonably packed. A low amount of smoke drifts in the air, you’re certain not all of it is legal in origin. The restaurants other patrons don’t seem to notice you’re the group as you take your seats.
Hank: “ We need a Mage to around us if we’re going to keep this thing around, anyone know a good mage?”
Rybka: “I’ll make a call” it takes a minute or two but you find a person your fixer knows “he’ll be here shortly”
Ok so here we are New guy pipe in when your ready
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Marak grins at the music with a twunge of homesickness. Oders some of the specials with expertness and a drink. And hums to himself the tune the band is playing. "MOn u guys are in for a treat eh" 8)
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Rache was sitting at home, going over some information she had obtained. She was still searching for her sister and although the trail had long gone cold she refused to give up. Suddenly her commlink went off.
"Hey Rache, came the voice of Melissa, a friend, "How are things?"
"Slow, mostly," Rachel admitted.
"Well, I might have something for you," Melissa said, "You remember Micheal O'Rielly?"
"Wasn't he your sergeant a couple of years ago," she asked.
"Indeed," Melissa said, "he's busted back to street cop. He just received a call from a friend who needed a mage."
"What is it about," Rachel asked. If there was one thing she had learned during her time in the shadows, it was paranoia.
"I don't know," she said, "But from what I've seen it's rather urgent. They're currently in the Caribbean Mambo."
Rachel thought about it, but the thing was she needed money, and rather quickly. And if they were in a restaurant, she could first check out the place before she decided. No, that wouldn't be professional.
"Okay, tell them I'm coming," she said, quickly looking up the location of the restaurant, "Say ten to fifteen minutes."
She put on some clothes over her form-fitting armour that wouldn't look out of place in most of the city, put her kits and mage goggles in a backpack, together with some smaller stuff. She also took her weapons with her, and her foci of course. Over all that she wore her armoured vest, which also partly concealed her gun.
Checking the bus services she noticed that there was a bus stop not far from the bar, which was easier and less suspicious than taking a cab. Who would suspect someone on the bus after all. Ten minutes later she arrived at the restaurant. As she entered, she immediately spotted the group. They simply didn't fit with the rest of the clients in the restaurant. While walking over, she did a quick astral scan of all of them.
"So you guys needed a mage," she said as she sat down, "The name's Rache."
Assensing on all team members, In order:
Crossbow - Daniel Smiling Wolf (face)
Thvor - Hank (explosive expert)
Marak1972 - Marak (Gunslinger)
Netzgeist - Rybka (Decker)
intuition 3 + assensing 4 + perceptive 1 + owl mentor spirit 2 =10 (10d6.hits(5)=3, 10d6.hits(5)=3, 10d6.hits(5)=2, 10d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3739746/)
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Assensing on all team members, In order:
Crossbow - Daniel Smiling Wolf (face)
magical, adpet
Thvor - Hank (explosive expert)
Mundane, has some cyberware no clue what he's good at.
Marak1972 - Marak (Gunslinger)
Magical, Adept
Netzgeist - Rybka (Decker)
magical, Adept
intuition 3 + assensing 4 + perceptive 1 + owl mentor spirit 2 =10 (10d6.hits(5)=3, 10d6.hits(5)=3, 10d6.hits(5)=2, 10d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3739746/)
OOC: I'm guessing the whole group is edgey and nervous right now. Your coming in mid-run so they've decided they need backup from someone magical which is probably not good.
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The elf nods at the newcomer. "Nice to meet you, Rache. Name's Hank. Hungry? The food's pretty good. Just watch out for the troll if he starts dancing." He then leans back, resting his hand lightly on his mug, apparently waiting for others to make their own introductions.
Yes, Serious already posted the assensing result, but a little more detail (based off three hits on the table in the manual):
Hank is mundane, healthy, and emotionally a little wound up. He's got cyberware throughout his body, so it's no surprise that his essence is lower than yours. He doesn't have anything magical on him now, but he's clearly been in touch with something powerful recently.
And returning the favor, Hank eyes the newcomer:
Perception (4 skill, 4 int, 3 vision enhancement): 11d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3739773/)
Judge Intentions (5 cha, 4 int): 9d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3739776/)
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Marak grins at the newcomer offers her a plate of a lil of everything and a seat. Looks at Hank with a grin dis troll don have de rythm to dance but chair dancing mon!! I'm de bomb doncha know" ;D
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(OOC: Mike is my contact not Rybka, so I will just assume I was the one who made that call :) )
Once Smiley notices who has joined them, he immediately jumps up and offers his seat to Rache. "Remind me that I need to get Mikey out on the town sometime REAL soon, he seems to have had some gender confusion."
"So are you another Fallen Star? The Knight's loss is certainly our gain, Rache, I am Smiley, the big guy is Marak and the other lovely lady is Rybka." the Amerind each other teammate and a grin. 8)
I would think mine and Rybka's adept abilities would give us some protection from assensing mood, wouldn't that be right? Regardless, I can't see Smiley being very upset or tense, especially once he sees another girl ;)
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Rybka's aura show the following information:
Rybka is Awakened, has no apparent implants (her holistic astral presence is intact), is a healthy person and currently does not seems to suffer from any ailment. She is a somewhat powerful awakened, even though a focused one which still has a lot of ground to cover (her Magic rating is 5). Even though the swirls on her aura have already faded, recently she was subject to some stimulant drug (mostly probably a mild one). She seems strangely calm and collected, with a healthy suspicion which is to be expected from a 'runner.
The blonde girl nods at the approach of the other woman, an unreadable enigma.
"As the pretty boy said, I'm Rybka. Running around code and people is my field." As she perceives the woman's gaze on her, she widely smiles. "I'm pleased to meet you. I trust you get some questions..."
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"Indeed, I have," Rache said, "the usual ones, like who, what, where, and how much? More specific ones will probably follow after that."
OOC: I haven't checked who had which contact. I'm sorry. But I assumed this was the most logic way: Mike -> Melissa -> Rache
@Thvor:
-perception: She's wearing an armoured vest and you can probably see the bulge of a gun underneat it, but I guess that's expected. Clothing is non-descript.
-judge intentions: she's a bit nervous, which is also to be expected when meeting a new team.
@Serious, let me know if I need to tell more. I'm not sure how far I have to go.
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"Get yourself comfortable. Grab something to eat, if you please. And if you're okay with that, pass us your commcode." It's obvious the girl is implying it is safer to talk about that over a protected and encrypted channel. Any bar where 'runners meet may have information bleeders waiting for a chance to catch a big and valuable secret. "It'll be easier and faster that way."
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"Sure, no problem," she said. As if a somewhat competent hacker couldn't get that one if he, or she in this case, really wanted.
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;D Grinning at the newcomer Marak says " Let me introduce you to de delicatable deliciousness of de caribean mon" ANd passes her a plate of yummies
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As soon as the mage shares her commcode with the group, Rybka add her to their encrypted communications channel. And sends her a small report, which she has been working on on the last moments:
[File: A very spoiled run]
>> Here's the amount of info we can share of the current situation of things:
>> Before this night, we didn't know each other; this is not an established 'runner team.
>> We we're hired by this individual [annexed file: still shots of the Johnson during the meeting annexed] to "retrieve some information to him". Said information was to be stored into a commlink which was due to be transported during this night in a two-car convoy. Our job was to steal the 'link and deliver it to the Johnson.
>> Inspection on Mr. Johnson's bodyguards show tattoos [annexed file: Totenkopf 875 tattoo] that imply they belong to "875" (that name was given by KE, there's still doubts as to what they call themselves), a new gang in Lynnwood which seems to act more on military procedure than your typical gang.
>> Johnson's information says we should expect this "two-car convoy" to be well-armed and our only specification is that we should bring back the commlink, no matter what and how.
>> We set the convoy a, ambush, but discovered they were far better equipped than initially though. The guys were carrying some military equipment, and among their people there were some good hackers protecting their lines.
>> Anyway, the cargo was stolen: a warded shielded box [annexed file: still of the box];
>> When the box was opened, no commlink was found, instead there was a book (physical format) which was obviously bad news [annexed file: still of "The Blood"];
>> Our research on the book so far has uncovered the following data:
>> The book is written in old Germanic, and even a quick look shows it to be quite old;
>> Electronic sensors have difficulty getting precise images of the text in it, and Awakened individuals get the "real bad feeling" near it;
>> Matrix searches on the book found this matches:
>> Results of the search were equally paired with "raising the dead" sites and conspiracy theory sites;
>> The book seems to be called "The Blood", believed to be written by a Kemmler; pre-first World War information paints him as a crazy prophet;
>> Assensing the Book has clarified it's obviously a necromancy tome;
>> By this point, th group does not know anymore what to do; no commlink was found, and even though that's what would make this be another well-done job, should we deliver the damn book? Nobody felt comfortable with the idea;
>> In our investigations, we went to a mage, a "friend of a friend", who told us (a bit reluctantly) that this book is the first of a series of three written by this Kemmler guy (The Blood,The Body and The Mind), all of them about getting power and twisting Mother Nature ordinary work with some nasty surprises. Hope you like The Three Muskeeters, as why the legends go, this trilogy may in fact by completed by a fourth tome (the rumored The Word). Our contact said Kemmler was a crazy but quiet man, who could do some nifty tricks on the time of the dead magic; there's word that he may found a recipe for immortality (the chummer who provided us this info regarded this bit as bullshit); his opinion was that the best course of action was to burn it;
>> And here we are. Although our initial idea was to maybe put up a scam on Mr. J. (forging the book or the like), we were abandoned by our previous mage, and we found out we needed some magical backup; here's where you get into the boat.
>>END OF REPORT
After some moments, the tech-girl asks with a smile: "Questions?"
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Rache was looking over the stills included in the report, while thinking about stuff she had studied in college.
"Just a second, I'll see if I have something in my database," she said, starting up the pocket mage library she had bought in college, but kept up to date all the years after.
not knowing which I actually need, I'll do both.
history roll:
logic 5 + history 3 =8 (8d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3743749/)
magical theory roll (with pocket mage library):
logic 5 + magical theory 4 + pocket mage 3 =12 (12d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3743748/)
"One question," she said when the search was on its way, "Can I see it? I would like to see if I too feel that aura. And if I do, I think making a forgery would be difficult as that wouldn't have said aura."
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"Seeing it is not an issue, though we may want to find a more...private...location for viewing, if you are accepting the work. We should deal with other considerations, like perhaps, payment?" Smiley grins as he hovers by the newcomer. "To be clear, we have not really arrived ourselves at a satisfactory outlet for compensation with this particular MacGuffin, so if we can agree to a simple shared risk/shared compensation arrangement, minus expenses, and adjusted for you late arrival, we can defer that to a later time and deal with a more clear accounting of your capabilities. We can't afford to be terribly picky, but knowing what you are good at and what you can't handle would be helpful. Your specialities in Magic are...?"
Smiley leans close, "Tantric rituals would be especially interesting."
;) ;D 8)
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"Hey, cool it, Laughing Boy." Hank gives the 'Rind a stern glance. "As for a 'satisfactory outlet for compenstation'--we have a Johnson who is paying us good nuyen for this. Not as good as he ought to be, given the added difficulties we ran into, but I'm sure you and the young lady here"--he nods to Rybka--"can explain to him what 'just compensation' means. Or we could let the big guy explain it a bit more...directly." Hank smiles thinly at the eager glint in Marak's eyes. "Regardless, we don't get paid if we don't complete the job, and if we don't complete the job--well, that tends to be a career-ending move, from my experience. I said it before, and I'll say it again--we complete the run as hired. Any information this 'fallen star' can give us will be useful, I'm sure--especially if we need to decide whether to keep working for our employer, or move on to other pastures--but we've done the hard work. Now we just need to get paid."
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Rybka is leans against her chair, calmly observing. She can't help but believe Smiley needs to act like this and stress the women-hunter façade in order to mantain his posture. Well, so far, no one's hurt, at least.
"Rache, as far as we know, the Johnson has never set his eyes on the actual book. This tome is a rare relic, written during the low-circle of mana; maybe my guess is a too long shot, but the old guy has no way to know it actually mantains any aura. Also, we don't even know if he is Awakened... We got no one who could assense him when we met him."
The girl makes a small pause, as if to make time to change the subject:
"We know what we are offering you is not exactly a good deal. In fact, we are inviting you to partake in our situation, which is, clearly, a problematic one. On one side, we may refrain from complete the mission and try to scam our Johnson - which normally would end up with our reputations sinking so low (if we survive) that we will never run again. Yet, our reasons are so justifiable that maybe we can end up looking good. On the other hand, we could just provide him the book; but the consequences may be quite drastic and then, who knows if we will be able to do anything at all?"
"The deal we are offering you is that: to join us in one epic. One of the greatest stories never told, regarding a powerful relic and mysterious intentions." - The girl laugh, knowing her words are too dramatic, but keeps on - "We are dealing in hero-level fame... which is not the usual cred, but it may make the usual and good one flow easier and faster."
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"I don't think it is necessary to give this whole doom and gloom trip too much weight. We were hired to find a commlink, we didn't find a commlink. If the johnson wants what we did find in the convoy (which, by the way, we got rediculously bad intel on, FROM HIM) then we can entertain an offer, but I feel no real desire that generous at this point." Smiley says, looking at the rest of the team. "If you guys are scared of taking a hit to your rep, think about this, what will we look like if we just meekly turn over what we got for the original price? You get plenty of business off this score that is for sure, every Johnson in Seattle is looking to hire a heavily armed and expendable chump."
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"As much as I agree with Smiley about the terms of the job being unable to be met because J's bad intel and that formally we have lived up to our end in this deal, I have that not very comfortable feeling that we may have a surprise in the debriefing meeting if we go there expecting to find just the same guys we previously saw and trust them to be just willing to have this nice and friendly chat."
A smile marks the girl pretty face.
"Anyway, I trust our resources that, if the proper preparation, that's something we may be able to deal with. But even then we should be ready to face further complications. If people are in for this ride, then I'm game."
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Rache gave Smiley a stare normally reserved when finding vermin under the kitchen sink with his remark on tantric rituals. Why everybody always assumed that female mages knew all about those, she couldn't understand. Actually she could, it was all because of the trid and their portrayal of female mages, or mages in general. If she were to try some of the things they did on the trid, her brain would probably leak out of her ears.
"I can do a whole lot of things," she said, "I don't have kill spells or blow things up spells, but I can stun people, I can heal, some combat support and detection stuff. I can handle spirits, but I prefer not to, unless really necessary. In my opinion spirits are often more trouble than they are worth. Oh yeah, I can also clean up crime scenes as well as investigating them."
"As for the course of actions," she continued after getting some of the food, "I can't really comment on that without seeing the item in question, get a feel of it and knowing more about Mr. J. Bad intel can happen, trust me on that, so I wouldn't necessarily hold that against Mr. J unless we can prove that he mislead you on purpose. On the other hand, you can always tell your Johnson that you didn't find a commlink and that he should check his intel."
@Serious:
OOC: do those numbers they found tattooed on Mr. J mean anything to me? Should I roll something for it.
OOC2: any results on my knowledge rolls for Kemmler and his books?
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As the cassanove strikes out spectacularly . Marak laughs in his head munching on some boomba nosh. While observing the outside by looking out the windows.
Perception + Visual specialisation 8d6.hits(5) → [5,1,3,2,5,5,4,1] = (3)
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Smiley grins even wider into Rache's withering glare. He knows that lines like that almost NEVER work, but the times they do more than make up for every single rejection. ;) :-* ;D
"Well, if my dumb jokes and Hank's dire consquences of a dead career, no money and a bullet-riddled corpse aren't enough to run you off I guess you can have a look at the item." Smiley moves the box from under Rache's seat and places it on the table in front of her, subtly adjusting his posture as he does to block casual observation of the table while standing. "Lady Mage, I present The Blood."
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Rache gave Smiley a stare normally reserved when finding vermin under the kitchen sink with his remark on tantric rituals. Why everybody always assumed that female mages knew all about those, she couldn't understand. Actually she could, it was all because of the trid and their portrayal of female mages, or mages in general. If she were to try some of the things they did on the trid, her brain would probably leak out of her ears.
"I can do a whole lot of things," she said, "I don't have kill spells or blow things up spells, but I can stun people, I can heal, some combat support and detection stuff. I can handle spirits, but I prefer not to, unless really necessary. In my opinion spirits are often more trouble than they are worth. Oh yeah, I can also clean up crime scenes as well as investigating them."
"As for the course of actions," she continued after getting some of the food, "I can't really comment on that without seeing the item in question, get a feel of it and knowing more about Mr. J. Bad intel can happen, trust me on that, so I wouldn't necessarily hold that against Mr. J unless we can prove that he mislead you on purpose. On the other hand, you can always tell your Johnson that you didn't find a commlink and that he should check his intel."
@Serious:
OOC: do those numbers they found tattooed on Mr. J mean anything to me? Should I roll something for it.
OOC2: any results on my knowledge rolls for Kemmler and his books?
You flip through your pocket library and find only two references of the name Kemmler, one a reference in a German song "The ride of death" and the other is muddle a story of a wizard trying to use one of the books turning out badly. The name Kemmler is obscure making it hard to find information in this digital age.
As the cassanove strikes out spectacularly . Marak laughs in his head munching on some boomba nosh. While observing the outside by looking out the windows.
Perception + Visual specialisation 8d6.hits(5) → [5,1,3,2,5,5,4,1] = (3)
3 Wage slaves come in off the street and take a table at the back, at first your hesitant until one calls the waitress over by name. She turns and smiles soon there is a loud conversation about their days going on.
;D
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Still keeping my gaurd up as I eat . Something my momma taught me is vigilance is a good thing mon
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You hear sirens of a police cars, as Marak gazes out the window three Police cars scream buy lights on.
;D
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"Well, if my dumb jokes and Hank's dire consquences of a dead career, no money and a bullet-riddled corpse aren't enough to run you off I guess you can have a look at the item." Smiley moves the box from under Rache's seat and places it on the table in front of her, subtly adjusting his posture as he does to block casual observation of the table while standing. "Lady Mage, I present The Blood."
Rache looked at the case, and then she looked some more in the astral. Next she opened it a little bit and she did the same thing.
assensing rolls on the casing and the book:
intuition 3 + assensing 4 + perceptive 1 + owl mentor spirit 2 =10 (1=box, 2=book) (10d6.hits(5)=5, 10d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3746921/)
She had just done that when she heard the police sirens, but they seem to pass.
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Marak tenses a lil when she opens the box. The bad juju comin off the book making Marak a lil heebie jeebieish
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Rache looked at the case, and then she looked some more in the astral. Next she opened it a little bit and she did the same thing.
assensing rolls on the casing and the book:
intuition 3 + assensing 4 + perceptive 1 + owl mentor spirit 2 =10 (1=box, 2=book) (10d6.hits(5)=5, 10d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3746921/)
She had just done that when she heard the police sirens, but they seem to pass.
The case is warm to the touch and you get the faint feeling of power as if it was a work of magic or working magic. The case itself from the outside is nothing special it look like an old battered metal box painted forest green but in patches the paint has been warn away showing the metal beneath. There is two bullet hits you can notice, larger caliber and fresh. The inside is where it gets weird, when the case is opened you get the distinct feeling of dread, as if the box was containing the feeling. At that moment all conversations in the restaurant abruptly stop, the other customers begin looking around, you get the distinct feeling that someone just walked on your grave. ;) (everyone make a Perception check, visual threshold 1, followed buy a..... humm........ common sense check? Intuition check threshold 3) The boxes inner is lead lined and the arcane symbols are etched into the metal, it takes a moment but it looks to you like a very basic and very old method of warding. As you watch it looks like the ward itself is trying to mend itself from some early damage.
OOC speaking you notice that the ward is powerful, and self mending. The caster who made it had a much higher level of magical talent than you, also you get the feeling that the reason the ward was made very basic was for any idiot could repair it,
In order to assess the book you must remove it from the box, when you hand brushes the surface it cramps almost immediately. The material its made from you are unsure but it makes your skin crawl.
The book is old, and evil. Best way to describe it. Blood magic,necromancer stuff, just evil.
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Everything comes dead silent "What the...."
Perception + visual spesialisation 8d6.hits(5) → [6,5,3,6,1,5,2,3] = (4)
Intuition check 4d6.hits(5) → [5,2,5,3] = (2)
"Oh mon somethin freaky be goin on ...."
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"This is some very bad shit," Rache muttered as she quickly closed the case again.
"Forget making a forgery of this," she said, giving the case back, "Even if Mr. J himself isn't magically active, someone who wants to use it will have to be and they will immediately feel it's not the real deal. Another options is to give it to him, follow him to his lair and then tip off the cops and let them handle it."
perception:
intuition 3 + perception 4 + perceptive 1 + owl mentor 2 =10 (10d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3748156/)
common sense:
intuition 3 (3d6.hits(5) =1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3748157/)
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Perception (4 skill, 4 int, 3 vision enhancement): 11d6.hits(5)=5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3748213/)
Intuition: 4d6.hits(5)=0 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3748217/) (no glitch, but no hits, either!)
Guess it's fitting that the mundane member of the team would be oblivious...
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When the case is closed conversations start up again in the restaurant, from the corner you hear laughter as the group of wage slaves make fun of each other being scared. But the laughter is forced the feeling of dread is still in the air. Off to one side of the register you see a flustered news person come onto a simple flat screen TV, the noise is down but the headline scrolls across the bottom. "Freak Storm front is moving in from the north, High wind advisory in effect. Population is suggested to stay indoors until the storm blows out" In the back group you can see lightning and a tornado. Your minds think well ain't this great now we have a storm to contend with, and this bloody case.
So now what?
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We are in the 'Emerald city' and now maybe a tornado....wtf :o
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Guess I was too late, but yet:
Perception (Visual) check:
4 (Intuition) + 4 (Perception) + 2 (Perceptive) + 3 (Gear Modifier) = 13 dice pool = 3 hits, no glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749647/)
"Common sense"*:
4 (Intuition) = 2 hits, no glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749652/)
*I don't know if you accept this, Serious, but as you say this text is to perceive some time connections, wouldn't the bonus from Analytical Mind apply?
Anyway, I'm tossing this two die in, so you count it or not depending on your judging:
2 dice (Analytical Mind) = 0 hits, anyway. So it stays the same. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749657/)
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"I'll go and have a look," Rache said, "whatch my shoes for a second, will you."
She put herself in the chair so that if her body went limp, it wouldn't be immediately obvious it was doing that. Then she moved out and moved high up (about 300 ft or something) looking at the storm in the astral. If necessary she would go closer, but not too close.
assensing on the storm, checking for spirit or other magical activity.
intuition 3 + assensing 4 + perceptive 1 + owl mentor spirit 2 =10 (10d6.hits(5) =2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749724/)
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"Oh, perfect. A storm. First we had gangers spying on us, then we had to go into that damn gremlin-infested bar, and now we're going to get blown all over the city while we try to decide whether or not to piss Mr. J. off. This is just frackin' great." Hank sighs. "Of course, that's assuming that this thing is the 'link he wanted in the first place. Maybe the girl's right, and he pointed us at the wrong convoy...or maybe the link he wanted was actually being carried by one of the goons. In which case he's going to be pissed no matter what we do."
Looking at Smiley and Rybka, he continues, "So...what say we go to Mr. J., tell him that his intel sucked, and that there was no 'link in the convoy. He can't complain that we're not giving him what he didn't ask for. If he changes his tune and starts talking about books, well, I'd say you two could probably negotiate a pretty good contract, eh? And if not...well, I'm sure our new friend could probably find someone who'd be willing to pay for this. Or pay to have it destroyed. Either works for me."
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"Seems almost good to me." Rybka answer, all the while not taking her eyes out of Rache's limp body. She just went for a walk in the astral leaving her body vacant while holding that damn book? The russian girl didn't want to call unwanted sobrenatural attention or to call fate's odds against them, but it's really better not to be taken surprised.
"Even so, we should expect opposition not just on the social and civilized aspect during this negotiation, so I would really like us all to be packing all the heat we can when we went there to do the deed. And we should prepare the place. Avoid all traps, do not allow them to have any upper hand, that kind of thing. Then we can get into negotiations, knowing that if things will (and most probably they will) go sour, our chances are the best we could take."
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"I'll go and have a look," Rache said, "whatch my shoes for a second, will you."
She put herself in the chair so that if her body went limp, it wouldn't be immediately obvious it was doing that. Then she moved out and moved high up (about 300 ft or something) looking at the storm in the astral. If necessary she would go closer, but not too close.
assensing on the storm, checking for spirit or other magical activity.
intuition 3 + assensing 4 + perceptive 1 + owl mentor spirit 2 =10 (10d6.hits(5) =2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749724/)
As you draw near the storm from you can see magic playing through the clouds, in fact you can see spirits playing amongst them. What ever is string up this storm its powerful and can command spirits it seems.
Make a Surpise check Farothel, and only Farothel.
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Marak nods at what Hank said and with clean utensils prods the book back in the box and closes it with a shiver. Looking around at the group "What I'm not leaving our paycheck in plainview"
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As you draw near the storm from you can see magic playing through the clouds, in fact you can see spirits playing amongst them. What ever is string up this storm its powerful and can command spirits it seems.
Make a Surpise check Farothel, and only Farothel.
astral surprise=astral initiative: intuition x2
intuition x2 =6 (6d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749806/)
if alerted in some way: +3. I've added those in case they apply. Ignore if not.
extra dice surprise: +3 (3d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749809/)
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You watch the storm head a massive black storm front rolling in from the south. Lighting flashes through the clouds and reflects spirits trapped within the cloud bank. The wind starts picking up and roaring, from that you can hear the moans of spirits trapped. A moment too late you realize that the moans are closer than you thought. Out of the corner of your eye you see three spectral warriors descend, toward you. The spirits are dressed in northwest native American garb, bare feet, leggings a breach cloth and simple tunics. Clutched in there hands are spears and bows. They're face are twisted in rage as the approach you, notches an arrow and fires it at you.
Either spend a IP to dodge (threshold 3)
Or Soak 6p damage
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What the ..., the thought as she moved her body out of the way. This was not good. Time to move back as quickly as possible. She jumped back to her body. She knew her astral signature was less visible than that of a lot of other mages.
dodge: intuition (reaction) 3 + edge 3 (6d6.hitsopen(5,6)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749924/)
I dodge just and then it's time to make a sound strategical and tactical retreat (or ... let's run like hell) ;D
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Smiley looks Rybka, "All the heat I have I am packing is right here, wanna do an inventory?"
;)
Smiley takes hold of the box and removes it from plain sight again as he takes another seat and settles near Rache, the role of physical overwatch of a projecting mage being a job he remembers from working with the Sioux.
"That said, I see no reason to make any more contact with Johnson than a phone call, what kind of number are you going to need to hear to give this Big Box O' Bad Juju to him? I will bow to the majority, but I can tell you mine is prohibitively high, I would rather sell this to someone we trust or try and get rid of it and call the gold a disposal fee."
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Marak looks at Smiley with a slight nod of agreement. With the saying his uncles loved to say when trouble was close. Something about the drek anda fan or the shoe falling
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Rache slipped back into her body and looked back out of her normal eyes.
"Ok, we're in deep shit," she said to the others, "That storm had some serious spirits whipping it up. A couple of those, dressed like native Americans, were guarding the others. I just managed to get out. Either we make a run for it now or we stay here until it's over."
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As soon as Rache returns to take her "shoes", Rybka stops her cold stare (but not that cold) to Smiley. She put her hands on the table and mention getting up.
"I believe that's our cue. I'm more of a "on the move" kind of girl, so I say we find a cozy and private place where we can get over both of our problems."
At the same time, she sends a message to all the team through their Matrix channel: @Team: And before loverboy can twist my words, by solving our problems I mean getting rid of the doomed tome and calling Mr. Johnson explained that unfortunately there was no commlink on the convoy, although we made a great job retrieving the hypothetical one for him. Guess that's just bad luck."
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Your Teams finds a nice panel van, with RockTroll Energy drink logo on the side. You make it pass the door lock but the on board computer is not impressed with hank's attempt to make nice. having been laughed at literally the user interface laughs at his attempt to open a password screen. Rybka noticing this operating software "Blarney xt45" a rather irritating operating system, it takes 45 seconds two curse words and a threat to burn the computer before she gets it to recognize the team as the owners. With a happy computer, and unlocked doors the van is ready to go, the back is mostly empty except for 3 flats of Energy Drinks.
The storm above has increased in intensity gale force winds rips by the group as the get into the van, soon rain beings pouring down onto the street.
Right where to now?
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Rybka rides shotgun on the van, humbly letting the wheel seat to one more skillful in vehicle operations. All the while, with a mental command, her jumpsuit takes the colors of the RockTroll Energy drink brand.
"What do you say? May I pass for a beverage promoter?" She asks joyful to the guys. Better to blend into your own disguise than not.
"So, does anyone knows of a nice and safe place where we can research how this tome behaves itself when bathed in flames?"
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Smiley finds his place in the van, snagging a can of Rock Troll and slamming it as he does, "Hmmmmm, need some vodka."
"Okay, who needs to get gear? That is first stop, then we call Johnson. If that goes the way I think it will, I was thinking I would call my old teacher out on Council Island and see about finding a soft place to land, unless anybody got another idea?"
??? :-\ 8)
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"Sounds okay to me," Rache said. She wasn't about to bring them to her own house. Maybe after a couple of years together, but not on a first run. She lowered one of the windows as they would block astral sight and had another look at the storm. She wouldn't project, just a couple of quick peaks to keep an eye out and maybe learn a bit about those spirits. She also went on the matrix to the node of a local news agency to see which way the storm was going on their weather page.
OOC: I assume that going to the site of a local news station and checking out their weather page doesn't require a roll. I just want to see a trajectory prediction, like they do with tornadoes.
once more, assensing on the storm, but now I keep in my body. Just astral perception. Checking what types of spirits are there and maybe get an idea on who summoned them (if possible).
intuition 3 + assensing 4 + perceptive 1 + mentor spirit 2 =10 (10d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3762937/)
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From the back of the van, Hank says, "Look, I'm all in favor of blowing stuff up. But I'm not in favor of being on the receiving end. You need to know how volatile something is before you tinker with it. Some things can be 'bathed in flames' easily enough; try that with a stick of dynamite"--he waves one for emphasis--"and you're going to be looking for a place to land. I may be mundane, but I know that some of these talismans and tomes and whatnot that you magic-types like to play with can be worse than anything I can cook up with in a lab. And sometimes, they don't respond nicely to being...mis-handled."
He looks over at the new girl and continues, "Unless you can assure me that cooking this particular book isn't going to release all sorts of 'bad mojo', I'm not going to risk it."
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"I can't say," Rache said, while having another peak at the coming storm, "this shouldn't even be possible."
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"Are we taking the "risks" angle?" - Rybka says, nonchalantly - "Look, if we are really and seriously going to pursue this point of view, let's make it for real. We are taking risks no matter how, we just choose how we do it. Trying to keep this artifact concealed is a risk, as much as trying to destroy it or pass it along. But destroying it - considering it can be destroyed - means it a different kind of risk: a determinate and discrete one. One that ends if success is achieved, which is not an option on the other venues of solving. Think about it: keeping it means having an ever-present problem. I am not sure trying to destroy it will solve our problems, but I'm sure trying to keep it as it is will not."
She let's a joyfull laugh escape: "And, after all, this is not a worst scenario case. There's no prophecy telling us it may only be destroyed in the press of the Castle of Doom were it was first forged, at least."
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"Trips to Mordor are definitely not in this price range, besides if either of you ladies have hairy hobbit feet that MIGHT be a deal breaker for me."
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"Our problems? My only problem is that I might not get paid for doing my job. Here's how I see it: we can assume that the book is what Mr. J wants, give it to him, get paid, and potentially as a side effect empower him to doom the world or some such; not what I'd call a great idea. Or we could try to destroy the book, potentially unleashing the magical equivalent of a good old-fashioned H-bomb in our general vicinity, and then find out (assuming we survive long enough) that Mr. J won't pay us because we can't deliver; I'm not a fan of that one, either. Or we can meet with Mr. J, get paid for hitting the convoy--we can't be blamed for his bad intel--and then find out how to safely dispose of the book. And you know, if that means we need to go find the Press of Doom or whatever, hell, that sounds fun; count me in."
Glancing at the cases next to him, Hank calls out to the troll, "hey, Marak--you ever try one of these drinks? They any good?"
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"I never said trying to subtract the material existence of the artifact of doom currently in our hands excludes the getting paid for a job part."
Rybka, says, glancing at Hank. "Hell, I've got more than just our normal headache for that thing, I'm not forgetting to collect what is ours."
After a little while, she glances at Smiley with a suspicious look: "And who would say our ladies man has a foot fetish? That got my surprised, laughing boy."
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"We don't really need a trip to Mordor," Rache said about ten minutes out, "besides, it's way too hot over there. I've been doing some research online and it should be possible to simply burn the book. At worst it will give green flames, but burning some plastics do that as well. We just need a secluded spot, preferably out of this freak storm. I doubt it will burn well when soaking wet."
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Hank sighs. "If you say so. You're the mage. I've got a shop that we can use--but if this gets us killed, I'm going to be pissed. Still say we should hold off on the Farenheit 451 re-enactment until after we talk to Mr. J., though."
Hank's got a chemistry shop; according to the description in Arsenal (p. 79), that's got a fume hood, smoke detector, and a chemical fire suppressant system. Should be about as safe as we can get from a physical standpoint. I'm hoping that Rache can supply some magical safeguards. :)
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Rybka ponders a littl bit, then, almost if copying Hank's behavior, sighs:
"I'd rather end this problem before talking to J., but if that's the collective decision, I can make the call right now. What I don't really want is to meet him with the book or the leave the tome unattended. This kind of behavior has a tendency to come back to bite us."
She gives a moment so that anyone can elaborate their ideas on the issue, and then asks: "So, what will it be? "Ashes" or "The Call to Cthulhu"?"
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"I say call him, he deserves that much for his money, then we can go be paleface book burners" ;) 8)
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"I can put a ward around the book, no problem," Rache said, "and I'll let you guys handle Mr. J. In fact, I don't know him, so I couldn't even contact him if I wanted to."
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"Rybka, let me make the call. You played lead on the initial meet, so I can be the bad runner and give you a chance to 'fix' anything that goes wrong. Plus you can devote your full attention to blocking any trace on the call."
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Rybka's expression change to a somewhat ironic statue when Smiley mentions her "full atention". Usually that was what has usually set her apart from most faces: she had no attention deficit while sharing her focus on multiple rotes of action. Anyway, that being the case, she could spread her electronic actions even wider while the boy made the call.
"No problem at all, Smiley. I will employ my skills in keeping the call safe for us, all the while keeping a keen ear in your chat with the baddie." This being said, she arranged herself on the seat, preparing to dive into the Matrix.
"I'm going into VR, to have a better check of whatever may be going around in the wireless realm. Behave yourselves."
And her body went limp as her consciousness plunges deep into the shared metaphor which is the language realm of the Matrix.
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Feeling personally admonished to behave himself, Smiley successfully resists the urge to do some inappropriate. After giving Rybka a reasonable amount of time to do any getting ready, the Amerind calls the Johnson.
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The screen of you comlink is black for several moments, in the back you cab hear chatting. Then you realize the place the comlink is broadcasting from must be pitch black. Another moment passes and the flickering light of a candle appears and casts shadows on your Johnson's face. Do you have it? his voice is filled with anticipation.
Right on vacation but popping in via smart phone to keep the game running. So please don't ask rules questions I don't have my books on me.
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"Mr Johnson, it is my unfortunate responsibility to inform you, in spite of our successful interception of the convoy, that we were unable to recover any commllink in the target vehicle. I would like to discuss with you the faulty intel we received from you, but considering we have nothing to offer you, I feel it is best if all parties simply walk away from this business healthy and whole." Smiley, for once, displays a face completely lacking in emotion for comm call.
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Marak is thinking if it be bad to bring marshmellows to a book burning while fidgeting with the console ;D
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Rybka's awareness is as comfortable on the digital realms of communication as a fish would feel into the water. She swims among the data and make sure that everything is okay: no information being leaked to any eavesdropper, no bug program being stealthily sent among the data packets...
All the while, she maintains a keen ear on Mr. J and Smiley exchange of words, and she is rather pleased with the way the Amerindian puts it. Calm and serene expression, surgical choice of words and enunciation position... The task is in good hands.
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While the 'Rind makes the call, Hank reloads his HK 227-X with a fresh clip of ex-ex and re-fills the partly emptied one.
Once he's done with his housekeeping, he comms Rache. We've got some time while the 'Rind and the 'Russky take care of business. Want to talk? What's your reason for 'Running?
Not speaking out loud to avoid adding background to Smiley's call. :) No point in giving Mr. J. more information than we need to, right?
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Marak unconciously pats his guns and smiles . Reloads where he needs to and readjusts them for easy access. Turns on a regae station in his comm to help relax.
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Once he's done with his housekeeping, he comms Rache. We've got some time while the 'Rind and the 'Russky take care of business. Want to talk? What's your reason for 'Running?
"After getting fired when the Star lost their contract in Seattle I didn't want to work for Errant," she said over the comm, "And sticking it up to those Errant idiots is quite fun as well."
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Hank chuckles. No love lost for the new guys, I see. Me...I just had nothing better to do after the army decided I was "no longer fit for active duty". Their way of saying that they couldn't prove I hadn't caused the explosion...I suspect some brasshole elf-hater wanted me gone. Damn kid nearly cooked us both, and my reward for surviving was a patch-up job and a quiet discharge. Still, better than what happened to the kid, I guess. I probably could've gotten some construction job--would've let me keep playing with some of my toys--but I wouldn't have been able to stand the boredom. What's the point in living if you don't feel alive, right?
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"As long as you don't feel too alive," she sent back, "candles burning bright often burn short."
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8) snickers
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"Our problems? My only problem is that I might not get paid for doing my job. Here's how I see it: we can assume that the book is what Mr. J wants, give it to him, get paid, and potentially as a side effect empower him to doom the world or some such; not what I'd call a great idea. Or we could try to destroy the book, potentially unleashing the magical equivalent of a good old-fashioned H-bomb in our general vicinity, and then find out (assuming we survive long enough) that Mr. J won't pay us because we can't deliver; I'm not a fan of that one, either. Or we can meet with Mr. J, get paid for hitting the convoy--we can't be blamed for his bad intel--and then find out how to safely dispose of the book. And you know, if that means we need to go find the Press of Doom or whatever, hell, that sounds fun; count me in."
Glancing at the cases next to him, Hank calls out to the troll, "hey, Marak--you ever try one of these drinks? They any good?"
"Ya they pretty good just one helluva aftertaste , but the buzz is worth it mon" 8) Marak replies after driving "casual"
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"Mr Johnson, it is my unfortunate responsibility to inform you, in spite of our successful interception of the convoy, that we were unable to recover any commllink in the target vehicle. I would like to discuss with you the faulty intel we received from you, but considering we have nothing to offer you, I feel it is best if all parties simply walk away from this business healthy and whole." Smiley, for once, displays a face completely lacking in emotion for comm call.
So there was no Comlink? What did you find in the Convoy then?
Rybka's awareness is as comfortable on the digital realms of communication as a fish would feel into the water. She swims among the data and make sure that everything is okay: no information being leaked to any eavesdropper, no bug program being stealthily sent among the data packets...
All the while, she maintains a keen ear on Mr. J and Smiley exchange of words, and she is rather pleased with the way the Amerindian puts it. Calm and serene expression, surgical choice of words and enunciation position... The task is in good hands.
The moment Smiley say's that the team did not find any comlink, a stream of foreign code can be sign looking s like some form of a tracking signal.
Sorry about the absence but vacation was good, but returning I had lots of things to take care of before I could post a reply
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"Wait, is it what I think it is? Oh, Mr. J... I didn't thought you would let me just stand here idle, but that's bad form. You could be polite and ask us our address, instead of underestimate us...." Rybka's though was instantaneous, as soon as she perceived the tracking attempt.
Without a moment idly lost, she had already started toying up with Smiley's datatrail, fooling the trace attempt.
Complex Action = Redirect Trace
6 (Hacking) + 5 (Spoof) + 2 (Improved Ability: Hacking) + 2 (Hot-Sim VR) = 15 dice pool = 8 hits, no glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3793136/)
The trace attempt already had a 10 threshold, with the Stealth program serving as a dice pool penalty ( 5 if Rybka's stealth program is the one used), now it just became even more difficult with this + 8 (Threshold 18 is pretty high). On her next action, probably Rybka will trace the hacker back and teach him a lesson of not eavesdropping...
2 Free Actions = Both of them spend in communicating
Deftly, the ex-spider weaves a deception thread of data, where she knows the hacker will be lost for enough time for her to trace him back and show him how to hunt small prey.
Smiley receives an AR visual message from the girl: "Thought you would like to know. J is using up your channel to trace us. Don't worry about that, though. I've laid down a false track which will make his hacker bounce back over three continents before getting our trail again. Keep talking and looking good while I go after them."
Rybka's actions are made in less than a second, so I will post her next turn worth of action already:
Complex Action=Trace User
4 (Computer) + 5 (Track) + 2 (Hot-sim VR) = 11 dice pool = 5 hits, no glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3793155/)
Her 2 Free Actions are spend Observing the Node where the coversation is taking place in detail
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Autoreply to Rybka over comms "Got it."
"You want to know what we found?" Smiley allows his face to protray a small amount of grim anger, "We found three vehicles, not two, all three of which were heavily armored military grade, being driven by a well trained team numbering twice as many as we were led to believe. When we were lucky enough to overcome those odds with no casualties, we found out that the Johnson who hired us couldn't be bothered to give us any useful intel. All that found me wondering, were we meant to succeed? Funny thing about us deniable assets, people find out we tend to get down right perturbed when we get hung out to dry."
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Rache kept an eye on the storm while they were driving, just looking into the astral at the moment, not leaving her body. It was dangerous out there and she wasn't going to risk herself in that way if there was no very good reason for it. She also kept an eye on a local weather node for updates on the storm.
OOC: I assume that going to the site of a local news station and checking out their weather page doesn't require a roll. I just want to see a trajectory prediction, like they do with tornadoes.
once more, assensing on the storm, but now I keep in my body. Just astral perception. Checking what types of spirits are there and maybe get an idea on who summoned them (if possible).
intuition 3 + assensing 4 + perceptive 1 + mentor spirit 2 =10 (10d6.hits(5)=6) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3762937/)
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Driving casual ...doop de doo ........oooo a drive thru ....nope on the job ...drive casual 8) ;D :D
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Autoreply to Rybka over comms "Got it."
"You want to know what we found?" Smiley allows his face to protray a small amount of grim anger, "We found three vehicles, not two, all three of which were heavily armored military grade, being driven by a well trained team numbering twice as many as we were led to believe. When we were lucky enough to overcome those odds with no casualties, we found out that the Johnson who hired us couldn't be bothered to give us any useful intel. All that found me wondering, were we meant to succeed? Funny thing about us deniable assets, people find out we tend to get down right perturbed when we get hung out to dry."
But you Succeed into stopping the convoy? So you must have what I need, I know it was in those trucks. As for hanging you out to dry I have not decided to do that yet, I will pay 100,000 for what I need.
"Wait, is it what I think it is? Oh, Mr. J... I didn't thought you would let me just stand here idle, but that's bad form. You could be polite and ask us our address, instead of underestimate us...." Rybka's though was instantaneous, as soon as she perceived the tracking attempt.
Without a moment idly lost, she had already started toying up with Smiley's datatrail, fooling the trace attempt.
Complex Action = Redirect Trace
6 (Hacking) + 5 (Spoof) + 2 (Improved Ability: Hacking) + 2 (Hot-Sim VR) = 15 dice pool = 8 hits, no glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3793136/)
The trace attempt already had a 10 threshold, with the Stealth program serving as a dice pool penalty ( 5 if Rybka's stealth program is the one used), now it just became even more difficult with this + 8 (Threshold 18 is pretty high). On her next action, probably Rybka will trace the hacker back and teach him a lesson of not eavesdropping...
2 Free Actions = Both of them spend in communicating
Deftly, the ex-spider weaves a deception thread of data, where she knows the hacker will be lost for enough time for her to trace him back and show him how to hunt small prey.
Smiley receives an AR visual message from the girl: "Thought you would like to know. J is using up your channel to trace us. Don't worry about that, though. I've laid down a false track which will make his hacker bounce back over three continents before getting our trail again. Keep talking and looking good while I go after them."
Rybka's actions are made in less than a second, so I will post her next turn worth of action already:
Complex Action=Trace User
4 (Computer) + 5 (Track) + 2 (Hot-sim VR) = 11 dice pool = 5 hits, no glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3793155/)
Her 2 Free Actions are spend Observing the Node where the coversation is taking place in detail
The code splits as you watch one taking your fine laid path the other locks onto the comlinks channel. ;D (Before you ask yes I did roll)
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uh just asking did we hit writers block??
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Like a stone wall. Give me a day to figure something out. Also that whole holiday thing has been distracting me.
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Smiley allows an eyebrow to raise incredulously, but with interest.
"So now you expect me to believe that you are dealing straight? And you think dazzling me with some rediculous number is going to do that? Why don't you go ahead and ask me to paint a bullseye over the idiot you see on my forehead to help your bully boys shoot straight?"
Smiley looks to cut the connection for a second, then visibly reconsiders, continuling the delaying farce for the vid feed.
"Or maybe the number isn't so rediculous, and maybe you are finally realizing the talent you managed to luck into. Let's start anew you and I, forget what has gone before. You are a man seeking something, tell me what it is you are seeking, in detail, and what you mean to do with it, and I will see if I have something that meets your needs, then we can talk compensation."
Smiley returns the business mask into place and awaits a response.
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Rybka makes a mental note that perhaps she will meet a better hacker than she was thinking off... But them she just remembers that the one who is on the lead of finding someone is the other party, and as far as she is concerned, she is not going to make it any easier to them.
Complex action = Redirect Trace
6 (Hacking) + 5 (Spoof) + 2 (Improved Ability: Hacking) + 2 (Hot-Sim VR) = 15 dice pool = 4 hits, no glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3804429/)
Free Action = Communicate
Free Action = Observe Node in Detail
Message to Smiley: "@Smiley: J's hacker is good. Yet, good is not enough."
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Smiley allows an eyebrow to raise incredulously, but with interest.
"So now you expect me to believe that you are dealing straight? And you think dazzling me with some rediculous number is going to do that? Why don't you go ahead and ask me to paint a bullseye over the idiot you see on my forehead to help your bully boys shoot straight?"
Smiley looks to cut the connection for a second, then visibly reconsiders, continuling the delaying farce for the vid feed.
"Or maybe the number isn't so rediculous, and maybe you are finally realizing the talent you managed to luck into. Let's start anew you and I, forget what has gone before. You are a man seeking something, tell me what it is you are seeking, in detail, and what you mean to do with it, and I will see if I have something that meets your needs, then we can talk compensation."
Smiley returns the business mask into place and awaits a response.
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"I need The Blood, the information was in that convoy."
Rybka makes a mental note that perhaps she will meet a better hacker than she was thinking off... But them she just remembers that the one who is on the lead of finding someone is the other party, and as far as she is concerned, she is not going to make it any easier to them.
Complex action = Redirect Trace
6 (Hacking) + 5 (Spoof) + 2 (Improved Ability: Hacking) + 2 (Hot-Sim VR) = 15 dice pool = 4 hits, no glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3804429/)
Free Action = Communicate
Free Action = Observe Node in Detail
Rybka has a sneaking supposition that it is not A HACKER, but hackers.... (Roll a matrix knowledge test)
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5 (Logic) + 3 (Matrix Security Procedures) = 8 dice = 2 hits, nop glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3807433/)
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"You are doing it again sir, I made a simple and clear statement. 'tell me what it is you are seeking, in detail, and what you mean to do with it,' You continue to show me disrespect and I will direct you to a blood bank and conclude our meeting. Your final opportunity to deal straight. "
Smiley reaches to disconnect again.
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"You are doing it again sir, I made a simple and clear statement. 'tell me what it is you are seeking, in detail, and what you mean to do with it,' You continue to show me disrespect and I will direct you to a blood bank and conclude our meeting. Your final opportunity to deal straight. "
Smiley reaches to disconnect again.
I sent you to find information on the Blood or better acquire the Blood, if you must know its a book perhaps 75 pages in length written in German. The binding is long stitch with a leather cover. Now tell me what did you find.
5 (Logic) + 3 (Matrix Security Procedures) = 8 dice = 2 hits, nop glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3807433/)
Rybka's blood runs cold for a moment as she realizes that the hacker on the other end is not a hacker but a group. Not only that but its a boggy man of the matrix, the Triumphant a three person hacker team that specialize in finding people. At that moment the code twists again and rejoins itself getting closer to locking onto the comlink's location.
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Smiley stops his motion. He is actually pleased that the Johnson is causing this conversation to be drawn out, he wasn't completely sure he would be able to buy Rybka the time she needed. None of this shows on his face, of course.
"We are beginning to understand each other sir, if we could continue I am confident we can reach an appropriate conclusion to our business. I asked you two things, you have satified the first. What do you need this book for? Completeing a collection? Looking for a nosferatu stew recipe? The question is important, because it impacts the level of compensation required. A special blade that would look great with your decor is one thing, but if you need Excalibur to make yourself the King of Britain you gotta be expected to pay a little more for delivery."
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The more aware of the team maybe noticed a slight sign of trouble on their AR interfaces, regarding Rybka's broadcasted lifesigns - an elevation on her blood pressure.
A message is sent to the whole team: @Team: "Guys, we're in trouble. The hound which is tracking us is none other than the group known as the Triumphant. Johnson has some top notch guys under his sleeve, and although I'm good, they are three. I can't track them and hide us simultaneously. Hell, I don't even know how much time I can buy us..."
Complex action = Redirect Trace
6 (Hacking) + 5 (Spoof) + 2 (Improved Ability: Hacking) + 2 (Hot-Sim VR) = 15 dice pool = 2 hits, no glitch (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3811856/)
Free Action = Communicate
Free Action = Observe Node in Detail
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Rache had no idea who those guys were, but clearly not all that good. Well, there was not much she could do on the matrix, so she had to trust her team mates there while she did her part. In this case that was keeping an eye on that storm and it's spirits.
OOC: any change on that?
OOC: I assume that going to the site of a local news station and checking out their weather page doesn't require a roll. I just want to see a trajectory prediction, like they do with tornadoes.
once more, assensing on the storm, but now I keep in my body. Just astral perception. Checking what types of spirits are there and maybe get an idea on who summoned them (if possible).
intuition 3 + assensing 4 + perceptive 1 + mentor spirit 2 =10 (10d6.hits(5)=6)
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Upon hearing that Marak still driving casual heads to Touristville . Just in case we need to go offgrid as it were. Netheads can't track you mon if there is no net eh
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We already knew Mr. J had top notch talent, Rybka. He had us, remember?
After sending his message, Hank calmly takes the box from Smiley and starts wrapping the book in detonating cord.
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To Hank upon seeing him wind the box up with some nice "wrapping" You have somewhere in mind to do that? Just tell me and I'll start taking us there
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No place in particular. This is just...insurance.
Satisfied with his wrapping, Hank checks the detonator and slips the book back into the box.
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I know an out of de way place that has plenty of deadzones so tracker hackers get lost. Just say de word and we are on our way . Right now we in Touristville....as a friend likes to say 'Smells like teen spirit" eh
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Marak starts mumbling to his self " Uncles said dere be days where the other shoe drops man but we mighta lost dat paddle up a certain creek to eh..... but we give em hell either way. Only way to face dese here baddies is to kick em in de nards....uh I is gonna kill Morg too many ol trids eesh" With that he takes the truck down the strip in Touristville 8)
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Smiley stops his motion. He is actually pleased that the Johnson is causing this conversation to be drawn out, he wasn't completely sure he would be able to buy Rybka the time she needed. None of this shows on his face, of course.
"We are beginning to understand each other sir, if we could continue I am confident we can reach an appropriate conclusion to our business. I asked you two things, you have satified the first. What do you need this book for? Completeing a collection? Looking for a nosferatu stew recipe? The question is important, because it impacts the level of compensation required. A special blade that would look great with your decor is one thing, but if you need Excalibur to make yourself the King of Britain you gotta be expected to pay a little more for delivery."
8)
"For a disposable asset you certainly are asking too many questions. So now my next move to either learn you have the book and pay or take measures."
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"Ah but sir, I stopped being your disposible asset when your intel became so atrociously unreliable. This call was simply a courtesy anyway, and I think your little trackers have gotten quite close enough. Good day sir, do yourself a favor and make sure we don't need to speak again." >:(
Smiley cuts the call, "That went about as well as I figured it would, so are we gonna smoke this puppy or what?"
8) ;D
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"I kmow a lil spot in the barrens. A deadzone for net stuff. That sound like it fits de bill mon??" Marak says as he turns another corner, pulling behind a strip mall. "Also might ne able to sell some of des crates for some extra yen eh" 8)
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Hank grimaces. "Seems a damn shame to destroy something so valuable, at least without getting paid for it. Rache, you think you might be able to find a buyer who won't use this thing to destroy us all, or someone who'd pay to know that it doesn't exist any more?"
At Marak's suggestion, Hank eyes the crates dubiously. "Let me guess. We start marketting Rock Troll...you're going to want to pose as the big man, with us non-trolls your hired help? Might be worth it just to see you try to pull that one off!" He can't help grinning at the image.
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"Maybe groups like the Draco foundation want to have it in their vaults," Rache said, "but if we sell it to them, who's to say our Johnson won't try again with another team. You managed to get it from who-ever had it before."
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To the new girl, "I wasn't kidding when I told the Johnson we got lucky on that one, dunno if someone else Johnson would hire gets that lucky." Smiley than turn towards the crusty elf, "Are you forgetting? We got paid, the advance plus the gold is a nice little payday."
Smiley turned to look out the front of the van, "I don't think we need to go all the way to the Barrens, let's find a likely dumpster and pop this thing. Hey Rybka, were you able to keep those guys from finding us?"
:) 8)
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"Right behind dis strip mall I think I see like half a dozen mon" 8) "Anyone bring de marshmellows" ;D
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Rybka comes back from her VR dive, and immediately answers Smiley question:
"I can't be exactly sure, but I guess so. Pretty close call, but it seems like it's all okay."
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Hrm. I'm thinking this game might be dead now. The GM hasn't responded to my inquiry about it, but he's still active on the boards...
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