[Raiden]

"alrighty boys, 9:30 through for a few hours is our time frame, boatmans name is Dunk. cost is 1200, anyone wanna chip in? Im placing a goodwill deposit atm."
<Cool, here ya go, thanks for the help again>

[Lumen]

Knives transfers 400¥ to Hax, "There ya go mate.  Though I'd say it would be more like 23:00 when we hit.  With any luck 23:10 or 23:15 we'd need this Dunk bloke to be ready and engines running."


@CS: Don't know if you saw my edit to an OOC post so I'll repost it here.
I want to roll security procedures.  For 24 surveillance there's gotta be shift changes. What's a reasonable time for the graveyard shift to come in? I'd guess 11 or 12 but we'll see what the dice think.
Security Procedures 2 + Intuition 3 = 5d6
5d6.hits(5)=3

[Csjarrat]

You obviously don't know the specifics of this operation without an insider or internal documentation, but generally, graveyard shifts are 8-12 hours long, start between 9-11 and staff are of a lesser calibre than day-time patrols, often being paid significantly less per hour.

[Lumen]

"Hax can you make sure we have a secure chat right quick?"
Assuming Hax can comply Knives types out the plan on his com and sends it to the team using the secure chat.
<Alright mates here's the plan as I see it.  We all come in by separate tubes.  We meet up a few blocks out, we can take a walk a pick a spot, then cast them spells Mantis was talking about.  After that we sneak on into the garage and in through the side entrance.  We should be able to make the lift pretty quick from there.  Assuming our bloke's card can get us to the second floor we can hopefully get to what we need.  If not we'll make a way to the fourth floor and kinda have to wing it.  Hopefully we can get into the cameras and avoid the night guards.  Non...lethal... isn't really my style ya scan?  Me taser only has so many charges  'fore the knives come out.  Best we avoid any personnel.>

[Raiden]

<I can give you almost failproof security if you wanna slave your comms to mine.

[Lumen]

"Just remember your within arm's reach mate."
Knives will set his com to slave to Hax's.

[Lumen]

Knives looks to each of the others, "Well lads we about set?  I just need to jet home real quick and grab me kit then I'm ready steady.  I think we've got about as much as we can from outside."  His foot taps the ground rhythmically, though it's not tap of impatience but of excitement. 

[Raiden]

"I never feel I have enough info, but we are short on time so whether we are really ready or not is a matter we have to not worry about heh, Im pretty much ready for the thing."

[Lumen]

"That's the spirit mate.  Well if you need me give me a ring, I'll be at my flat, oh and remember take the tube tonight."  Knives nods to the two gents and heads off back towards his bike and jet off back home.

Once back in his flat Knives uses the time before the run to sharpen his entire collection of cutting implements and check his other equipment before grabbing a bite to eat.  He leaves himself plenty of time to get ready and carefully stash several of his knives on his person.


Here's his loadout.  Knives would take care to hide every blade and the two grenades (Let me know if you want palming rolls)
Cavalier SafeGuard
   +Hidden Gun Arm Slide
   +Smartgun System, External
   +Laser Sight
   Pool: 10   DV: 5S(e)   AP: -half   RC: 0
Ceramic Knife
   +Gecko Grip
   +Personalized Grip, Melee
   Pool: 14 (16)   DV: 4P   AP: -   RC: 0
Ceramic Knife
   +Gecko Grip
   +Personalized Grip, Melee
   Pool: 14 (16)   DV: 4P   AP: -   RC: 0
Cougar Fineblade Knife, Short
   +Gecko Grip
   +Personalized Grip, Melee
   Pool: 14 (16)   DV: 4P   AP: -1   RC: 0
Cougar Fineblade Knife, Short
   +Gecko Grip
   +Personalized Grip, Melee
   +Weapon Focus Rating 2
   Pool: 16 (18)   DV: 4P   AP: -1   RC: 0
Grenade: Flash-Bang
   Pool: 9   DV: 6S (10m Radius)   AP: -3   RC: 0
Grenade: Flash-Pak
   Pool: 9   DV: Special   AP: -   RC: 0

Autopicker Rating 5
Gecko Tape Gloves
Keycard Copier Rating 5
Maglock Passkey Rating 3
Maglock Sequencer Rating 4
Medkit Rating 6
Medkit Supplies x 1
Plastic Restraints x10
Scent-masking Cigarette x3 (Placed upside down in his pack of normal smokes)
Smart Jammer, Area Rating 3
Smart Pouch System, Combat Load Vest
   +Smart Pouch System, Ammunition Pouch (Ammo: Taser Dart (Tasers) x6)
   +Smart Pouch System, Smart Canteen
Standard RFID Tags x5
Stealth Tags x5
Stimulant Patch Rating 5 x3
Tranq Patch Rating 6 x2
Trauma Patch x3

Of course all his armor, com and com accessories.

[Csjarrat]

thanks lumen, can scawire and raiden give me a full kit loadout for what you're taking on-mission.
looking forward to this one!

[Raiden]

Load out, both commlinks. want me to list the gramz I got?
Yamaha Pulsar w/ improved range finder, laser sight, concealable holster and personal grip.
Form fitting half body w/R5 noncunducivity
Mortimer of London W/chem protection R2, insulation R2, fire Resistance R4, Carbon Baron, color changing.
Secure tech PPP vitals and shins.
a datachip, voice mask, Tag eraser, Medkit R6, Respirator R6, and ball point Micro transceiver R2
thats most of my meat gear. oh, his headphones/glasses/and contacts as well.

[Csjarrat]

___All____
The soycaf machine bleeps as you leaf through the blueprints in your AR feed one last time, committing as much to memory as you can.
You slurp the soycaf down, check and re-check your gear for one last time, but the hour has at last arrived.

Its now 10.25, this gives you plenty of time to head out, get the tube and arrive with 5-10 minutes to spare.
Your escape route has been booked for 11.10, you just hope against hope that you can be in and out quick enough to make the contact. The alarm goes off on your link, its mechanical vibration stirring you from your deep thoughts, chugging the last of your coffee, you grab your kit and head for the door

all: palming test for small items like weaponry/illegal drugs and so on. i'll assume any large items like climbing gear etc will go into rucksacks/satchle bags your character will already own. Good luck!

[Lumen]

Palming 3 + Agility 6 = 9d6. 9d6.hits(5)=5, 9d6.hits(5)=5, 9d6.hits(5)=3, 9d6.hits(5)=7, 9d6.hits(5)=2, 9d6.hits(5)=4
Ceramic Knife 1 - 5 hits
Ceramic Knife 2 - 5hits
Fineblade 1 (The focus) -  3 hits
Fineblade 2 - 7 hits
Flash-Bang - 2 hits
Flash-Pak - 4 hits

No glitches and some pretty sweet rolls!


As the alarm goes off Knives downs his cup of soycaf and stubs out his cigarette.  He grabs the knapsack full of his gear and heads out the door to the tube station.  Once he's back street side close to the target Knives will light up a scent masking cigarette and keep an eye out for the others to show up.


Alright boys let's do this!

[Csjarrat]

___Lumen___
The ride on the tube is a lot less stressful than your last outing.
The carriages fill up once you switch to the old northern line; young, trendy late-teens dressed in all manner of outrageous styles, from the overtly sexual pico-skirts to the gothiest goth get-up you've seen in a while.
No doubt they were heading to the new warehouse district for a "wiz" night, even the novacoke dealer, who was doing a roaring trade further up the carriage, looked like he was getting ready for the party.
The hustle and bustle was a welcome distraction, it felt like your mind was going as fast as the train you rode, covering every possibility and contingecy time and time again.
A robotic chime anounced that your station was next. The tube was bereft of life, nothing moved apart from a few discarded food wrappers chasing the train into the tunnel, helplessly sucked into the inky oblivion by the vacuum.
You ascended the ancient steps of embankment tube station and out into the night. A nice day had turned into a cold night, a few stars and the brilliant glare of the corporate space station pierced through a few holes in the light cloud cover, your breath helping to create a few new short-lived clouds in front of your face.

The central business district, the full square mile seemed derelict. You were smack bang in the middle of 8-5'sville, the only indicator of life was the odd light left on on some random floor of a corp office. A light breeze tugged at your jacket and dispersed your cloudy breath, a quick check of the clock in your AR HUD showed 22.48. you'd made good time and had arrived first.
You are approaching the target building from the west, you have a block between you and the target building and will approach from the side with the underground parking access.
your exfil point is three blocks south of here, a 5 minute walk to the river, less if you run.

___Raiden____
Incoming message:
Auto-decrypting.........
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.......
Done:
//<<Hax, this is Dunk, I'll be in place shortly. The middleman said you wanted exfil at 23.10. keep in touch on this channel if the plan changes. I'll need the rest of the cash before the anchor comes up by the way.>>//

[Raiden]

As Hax makes his way to his Infil point he respond to the message. <no problem, here are the funds, be ready to roll at a moments notice.>

ok,  gear I think may need a palming, Tag eraser, voice mask, and the yamaha taser, in this order, here goes.
3d6.hits(5)=1, 3d6.hits(5)=0, 3d6.hits(5)=0 drek, the last on is a crit glitch for the taser. no glitch on the others.