[Ren]

Gibbon beamed up at Silk. "A true pleasure to see you again, even as it starts to get a bit crowded back here. But i don't take up too muck space, you know.
"Anyway, once we decide it's time to go and have this meeting, i thought i might be backup, even a small addition to firepower can mean the much needed difference sometimes. By the way, i need to call back Huck and tell him that we'll be a bit later as i expected." The dwarf did so, just as he said, sending a text to the ork stating that he will call later about that meeting if it was alright, and that he thought it would be wiser to let the mood settle down after the Nukes' attack.

[RHat]

Sergei leaned back in his seat.  "I take it you're Silk, then?  Pleased to meet you face to face."

[Kouryuu]

Having Silk Back was the best Andromeda could have wished for and she almost hugged her friend as she came back. Only the manly back row made her a bit too uncomfortable to do so. But her joy was defiantly visible in her eyes.

Just as the pleasantries were starting the car exploded into a forwards thrust that would have left Silk in a quite an embarrassing state if she had put her legs up on the dashboard. Skirts have not changed much, so they would definitely been rolled as much back as the force would have propelled them. "So we Go back?" Andromeda asked as the Car had settled on a speed she felt comfortable at, witch was not too much over the speed limit " Or do we need to stop somewhere else again?"

[Xzylvador]

Silk beamed at the new guy. "Yep, that's me. And you must be Pulse. Pleasure's all mine, I'm certain. You're the new hack..."
The car's rapid acceleration shook her for a moment and interrupted her, but after concentrating on fastening her seat belt she continued.
"You're the new hacker, right? Hey, can I ask you a small favor, I'm sure it's something simple for you! There's this asshole on FaceSpace who just won't stop spamming and trolling the "Fans of Zoé" board I'm helping moderate. We've kicked him dozens of times but he just ...." She blabs on and on.

[RHat]

Flexing the fingers on his cyberhand, Pulse massaged the point where the implant met his flesh.  Damn, why does this thing always get so sore when it rains...

"Well, uh...  This is probably not the right time to go into that - not while we're on a job, you know?  Got enough stuff to focus on right now."

[Punch]

Whilst looking around trying to avoid the attention of Silk, Cookie noticed the way that Pulse was rubbing his cyberhand; making him arch an eyebrow then relaxing it again before speaking. "Some issues with the 'ware Pulse?"



potential cyberware issues (8d6.hits(5)=1)
no glitch's.

[RHat]

"Hand just gets sore when it rains.  Could just be something to do with the change in pressure, or something."

[Punch]

"Couple of potential issues with the 'ware come to mind but I'd need to pop the cover to be sure, rather give it a look after you're done with your hacking , assuming that's okay with you?  which reminds me. since we have time; Andromeda can you take me to the nearest stuffer shack, only going to need another 5 minutes and what pulse is hacking means we also have some time to kill anyway.



one legally acquired cybertechnology tool kit coming up, gee I wonder what else I'll need that for.

[RHat]

"Yeah, but I should probably hit that system after we're done with this meet for a few reasons - in part because we're talking hours if I don't want to set off an alarm; their system is seriously hardened."  He put his hands into the pocket of the worn hoodie he was wearing under his coat.  It was pretty clear from the general state of that and his jeans that he was dressed for comfort today, not for style.  He had to wonder if that wasn't making a good impression on the apparently fashion-focused prodigal team member.

[Punch]

Taking his time to gaze out the window, Cookie replied back "If that's that's the case I can put it off, just didn't like the idea of sitting around waiting."

[Kouryuu]

"Hey Guys, have you made up your mind back there? i need to know where we go, or i will just go to the Barrens for some target practice. and i i run out of targets ..." Andromeda was getting upset. There were so much she could do, other then sitting at the wheel for a cruise drive with no real destination.

"So where to the Gang? I want to get over with this is i have to go there myself!" Andromeda made clear her intention to follow trough the meet, hoping Silk would not allow her to make a suicide in the process.

[Chrona]

Finally rolling up back near the warehouse, Huck flags down the car, passing on directions to Gibbon for which brownstone is the gangs.
It is pretty easy to spot right now, with one of the corner brownstone's walls having a large hole. Luckily the hole isn't accompanied by the twisted and charred remains of gangers, so it seems the room was empty when the whisper explosives went off.
Two Orks are guarding the hole, while a 20-something human sits on the steps leading to the front door, keeping an eye out behind AR mirror shades. The AR Spam in the area is, believe it or not, even higher than the high-streets in downtown. Unlike the usual tailored adverts, this is a jumble of anything and everything, Pulse can immediately tell it is a smokescreen to help obscure the gangs Matrix activities from casual AR users.

[Punch]

Cookie sighed to himself looking out the window and stepped out the car, holding the door for Silk, whilst giving the crowd of gang members the once over on the astral and back to get a good look around with his AR turned off.

Astral'ing the gang members(aura reading) (9d6.hits(5)=1)
the roller hate me today, near glitch..
Checking around for anything concealed that screams danger besides the obvious(+visual bonus) (8d6.hits(5)=5)
Using observe in detail and a much better result.

[Xzylvador]

Silk struggled to resist the temptation to read as much of the AR spam as she could.
Before the car opened, she took watched outside to see what the gangers were wearing and adjusted her clothes and style accordingly, taking care to not have the exact same colors -they might be insulted by a non-member wearing their colors- but to be wearing harmonious colors and something in a matching style, only slightly more classy.
"Pulse, you're on matrix lookout? I don't want these guys inside our comms... But try not doing anything too hostile, okay?"

She gave a short, amused laugh as Cookie opened the door for her. "You're pretty good at this!" she said, taking his hand to step out of the car. "If you get tired of the 'runners life, maybe you could get a job as a butler or a chauffeur or something.

Perception Visual & Audio (10d6.hits(5)=2, 10d6.hits(5)=5) Forgot 3 dice for Active Perception, but well...

[Ren]

After the door closed behind Silk, Gibbon checked his weapons again - the taser he got from Andromeda in the quick-draw holster, the Slivergun in the concealed holster under his jacket, and the two knifes on his forearms. Finding everything ready, he started to hum some South-American rythm almost tonelessly. He wasn't really looking forward to waiting.