[Moneyspider]

http://orokos.com/roll/176623 I've got nothing in etiquette so it's a default unless I can substitute Impersonation at a penalty.
 Blurr makes his way to the corner club getting there a little early, but after Wilder and Aka, he decides to pull his Mirage into the Stuffer shake and take a look around while buying a pack of smokes. These vending machine windows are a blessing great way to look behind you without turning around.http://orokos.com/roll/176625

[Sincereagape]

@Blurr -- Pulling into the parking lot of the stuffer shack, there are three teenage elves standing in front of the Hyundui-Shin Hyung.  They are dressed in very tight black and white gothic attire.  There is two males and one female, they have all dyed their hair a silver metallic color and have make-up on that resembled the 'Crow.'  They obviously made an effort to attend the Daisy Chain for Belaili's latest rendition from within the bar. 

One of the males nods upwards to you.  "Nice bike omae." 

Looking through the reflection in the mirror you see four individuals at the SW corner where the meet is supposed to occur.  One biker who is parked in front of the fence, a elf couple, and a female figure speaking to them.  The body language of one of the elves becomes slightly agitated.

You also notice a trio of yamaha rapiers stop near the entrance to the Daisy Chain, about a half block down from where you are, away from the wrought iron fence. All three riders have dark visor helmets, and black biker jumpsuits. With your perception test you are able to notice a submachine gun holstered in one of the boots of these riders.

In front of the club, there are two elven bouncers dressed in armored vests, urban camo fatigues, grey outlaw wrap around sunglasses.  They are obviously packing some type of firearms as they chat and smoke.. 

[ShadoWarrior]

Patrick clamps down on a sudden surge of blinding anger, stopping himself - barely - from snapping back the first thing that comes to mind as The Red Queen inadvertently pokes a gaping wound that's been a constant agony for the past decade. She should take her own 'advice', the smart-mouthed young twit. Even a cursory background  check on me would have taught her to avoid saying something quite so ... stupidly insensitive. Not trusting himself to respond to her with any semblance of politeness, he yanks the trodes off of his head and goes back to meditating. Several hours later, he gets up, collects his go-bag, slips on his jacket, and heads out the door of his flat.

He'll have with him all of his gear with the exception of the survival kit. The magazine currently loaded in  his sub-gun is filled with gel rounds.

As he exits his apartment building, he nods a greeting to the local ganger providing 'security' this night for the tenants wise enough to pay for 'protection', "Evening, Julio. I'm heading over to Puyallup for a while. Have to meet someone. Don't know how long I'll be. If you need to, you know how to reach me."

"No problemo, Doc. Want I get ya cab?"

"Yes, please. Thanks."

Waiting for a GridCab to arrive, Laughing Bear has some time to ponder. Odds are that this is yet another of her schemes. Still, it's out of her normal comfort zone so there might be something to it, and if anyone's going to pick up some trace it'll be elves. It's not as if I can afford to pass up any chance to find a clue - and the crazy little kit knows it.

A taxi arrives sooner than expected, coming from the direction of the nearby hospital. Must have just dropped someone off.

As Patrick opens the door to the taxi, the ganger waves, "You be safe out there."

Chuckling, Patrick replies, "Safe? In Seattle? Still, the meet's in Tarislar, so it should be tolerably safe. At least for me."

Once in the cab, after giving it his destination, Patrick dons his goggles, inserts his earbuds, and pulls the sub-gun from its shoulder holster to double-check the magazine. Satisfied, he racks a round into the chamber and flicks the safety back on. If I ever need to use this thing the drek will be really deep. He settles in to enjoy the ride over to Puyallup.

The taxi deposits him in front of the Daisy Chain ten minutes before The Red Queen said to be there.

[Celtibero]

bowing slightly (just enough to be considered an insult) while keeping her eye level on the couple Clara addresses them in a calm tone I am sorry Elf-san it seems i have confused you with someone else

Buying time Clara feels the suffusing effect of her foci rush from her right arm into her entire body, by willpower alone she shifts her focus, the world becomes bright, auras come into focus as the mana leaves its print like a light passing through a water mist creating a rainbow, the dirt becomes dirtier and the living things come to life, the astral forms and colors mingle with physical reality as she addresses the couple.

"activate" pain resist foci, no need for killing hands yet as this may be something or may be nothing, no use going overboard on her opinion
assensing roll to see if she can gather more information on the couple http://orokos.com/roll/176668 1 hit

[Triskavanski]

Elizabeth blinks, as she gets a message saying she got 500 nuyen just for attending. If only they would have given that to me sooner, I wouldn't have had to take the bus. She sighs a little, shaking her head. She couldn't wait to get the job that scores her big time so she didn't have to live in such beat down neighborhoods anymore.

Not knowing the others, and not seeing Bear yet, she begins to turn towards where the meet was.

Sight Perception Test to see bear: 13d6t5 5 Success!

Basic Perception: 8d6t5 3

Matrix Perception, on Silent: 8d6t5 1

[Celtibero]

Looking at the elf's gleaming aura, Clara recognizes the tell tale gleam of one awakened such has herself, the magical signs are all there while the female elf seems mundane, shifting out her view from the astral plane Clara nods toward them while speaking in a mild tone Elf-san, while i may be wrong about you being the one i seek this is still the intended location, so you will have to suffer my presence for a while

While recovering from the bow she assume a loose position, arms on the side of her body and feet slight apart while level with each other as you can see i am unarmed, you would not hurt an unarmed young female, would you elf-san? says Clara in a coy manner, her arms apart, showing some of the jacket interior, to anyone looking she does not carry any visible weapon, it is however a fighting stance, Shizen tai no kamae, a natural body stance that can shift to attack or defence or counter, one of many that her senseis drilled into her until it became a natural reflex action.

[Moneyspider]

http://orokos.com/roll/176772  4 hits on Judge Intentions is it a friendly compliment or something else from the elves. Do I think I can safely leave my bike parked there?

Blurr pulls out a fresh smoke, While calling up the fly drone that's in his backpack. Alright little guy I need some eyes, Run quite and get some altitude and send me a feed on whatever you see. And keep an eye on those bikers on the corner. Unzipping his bag he reaches in for his survival knife using the micro lighter for the cigarette, which also lets the MCT Fly-spy drone out, barely larger then a dragonfly it was pretty hard to spot unless you're looking. Yes Sir, Is the feed coming through alright?
Enjoying the relaxing effect of the first few drags of the smoke while adjusting to the Drone sight crowding in on his cybereyes, Blurr takes a moment to collect himself. Yeah little guy, coming clear. Don't get shot alright? He knew the drone was little more then an expensive toy with a Dog-Brain but he was fond of the bug.

[Triskavanski]

Liddle finally spots the bear. "Ah, glad you could make it to the teaparty after all. Now now, lets not tally any longer. We wouldn't want to be late for a very important date now would we? First impressions and all that."

The young woman quickly begins moving forward, Even now she had a number of AR items 'equipped' to her, a sword to her side, tiny horses with wings flying around her in a pre programmed pattern. The Red Queen just absolutely loves to take her wonderland everywhere she goes."

[Sincereagape]

@Blurr -- The elf who complimented your bike gives you a small smile underneath the white faced makeup.  They don't seem like bad kids, just people who want to be out to enjoy music, fun, and minimal adventure.  You feel safe leaving your motorcycle there. 

The MCT Flydrone flies overhead at a higher altitude then a normal insect of that size would.  The bike rider that you see with the Ingram Smartgun strapped to the bike takes a moment to look up in the sky.

Perception 3 + Intuition 4 + Teammates +2 = 9 - 2 for minidrone - 3 for not being aware = 4 dice for a perception test to see the drone. 

2,4,5,3 = 1 Hit on the perception test. 

Please roll Pilot + Stealth [Handling threshold of 1] for the drone to avoid being spotted by the bike rider. Pg 270 of the 5th edition core rule book.


@Red Queen - In the world of Augmented Reality, the street becomes enhanced as you see the advertisements of the street corner just bombard you initially.  "COFFEE with a Kick" + "STOFFER's STUFFER SHACK for a Quick SNACK!" 

Across the street you see the icon of the Daisy Chain, the decayed large oak tree with dark withered leaves.  The icons of the two bouncers can be seen as well.  They are represented as two dark elves dressed in black chain mail perched on large branches.  In their hands are an assortment of Long Bows.

-The three bikers are represented by Japanese Kanji symbols, translated into words as 'Courage'  + 'Strength'  + 'Honor', one phrase representing each of the riders.

-The three teenage elves that complimented Blurr's bike are represented as three kittens, all of different breeds.

--You notice four figures over by the SW corner of the intersection.  Near the large brick-wall and metal gate.  There is a large empty dead AR space around the half block that the brick wall covers.


@Clara/Aki -- The nano-tattooed elf shows a flash of anger when Aki suggests that she would be staying on this block until the meet began.  Grabbing the female elf by her wrist, he pushes her aside which seems to awaken her from a small trance.  The pink mini-skirt elf gathers herself before taking two large steps away from Clara and the male elf.

"You're wrong, very wrong," the elf began before chanting a few words in a harsh whisper.  A silver chain with a ornate green color ram's head at the end of it begins to glow as he touches it.

He brings his fists up in a boxing stance, a bit quicker then the movements in his body that were seen earlier.

"I would derive great pleasure in harming a young unarmed HUMAN female, especially one who does not obey an initial command from one who is superior in status.  You do not belong in Tarislar.  You are not worthy to speak to me unless you bend the knee."

The elf's knight chess piece nano-tattoo begins to glow a bright neon brown color, an interesting blend against his bronze colored skin.

"I shall give you one last opportunity to either fall to the ground and apologize for your disobedience or leave Tarislar, bowing to every elf you see on your way back to the barrens."

[Celtibero]

koshinuke yarou elfbaka! grumbles Clara

initiative http://orokos.com/roll/176847 result=17 (i guess i am gonna need this, right?

[ShadoWarrior]

Barely after stepping out of the taxi, Dr. Greyhaven is accosted by the inimitable Red Queen. Before he can formulate a cogent, and suitably biting, response, she's turned on her heels and sauntered off. She's rather oblivious to the impression that she makes. Old enough to look before leaping, he sighs and his gaze traces the path that she's headed on towards the waiting elves. He quickly spots the incipient fracas that she's heading into. Sighing again, but unsurprised, given the typical interplay between city-bred humans and elves, he alters his perceptions into the astral realm and scans the area.

Perception to notice impending conflict (http://orokos.com/roll/176858) = 7 hits.
Assensing to 'see' if anyone in the area is magically active (http://orokos.com/roll/176860) = 2 hits.
Physical initiative (http://orokos.com/roll/176862) = 10.
Astral initiative (http://orokos.com/roll/176864) = 17.

[Triskavanski]

The Queen was quite aware of her impression she gives to others. It wasn't in her nature to ask politely when others she was attempting to assist gave her lip. She knew quite well she jabbed a sore spot with Laughing Bear, and also knew full well, such a jab would spur him into action. She had taken some courses on psychology after all. Now weather or not it was the best way, she wasn't too concerned with at the moment. If she was going to take on the White Queen and her derk, she would need to amass funds for her army.

Floating behind her was the cat, snickering a little, the playful feline ready for action. And its seems action was already starting to come.


When we get to it
Physical Inititive: 6+1d6 8
Matrix AR initiative: 6+1d6 8

[Bewilderbeast]

Wilder watched passively from behind the inscrutable mirrored mask of his helmet as the tough-looking little asian chick approached the sneering elf on the corner. It seemed to Wilder that the lady had been perfectly polite. Wilder also suspected that she was one of his new teammates, since she seemed to be expecting a Johnson and not some wannabe sidewalk tyrant.

He would have been perfectly happy to sit there and watch the ensuing fist fight, but then the irritating elf had to open his mouth and spout that racist drek. With an almost-irritated sigh, Wilder dismounted from his bike.

Initiatve of 21: http://orokos.com/roll/176893

"Hoi, chummer," Wilder snarled in a voice that did not even hint at chumminess. "The breeder chick has already bowed enough to a limp-wristed, dandelion-eating, pasty, anemic, daisy-sniffing fairy boy like you. This here is a spirits-damned public sidewalk, and I don't like your tone, you smug little knife-eared Nazi prick."

As he spewed his stream of epithets, Wilder stretched his arms out, the matte silver machinery of his right limb emitting an ominous whirr. And then, just to piss the little racist skidmark off a bit more, Wilder snapped up the visor of his helmet to reveal a pair of bright green cybereyes and a brash, tusky grin. Knowing too well that the authorities did not look kindly on those that threw the first punch, however, he decided to instead egg the little poser on. "You want to police your little corner? Wanna make us leave? Fraggin' bring it, knife-ear."

Intimidation check with Edge, two hits: http://orokos.com/roll/176969
Re-rolling the 6 to no effect: http://orokos.com/roll/176970

[Sincereagape]

@ Wilder -- The elf looks over the shoulder of Clara and notices Wilder remove his helmet and display his 'ware.' not impressed he growls and spouts..

"Frag off you wart faced, pig nose, rotten meat smelling, four fingered, cheap oil wearing tusker.  You're next after I finish this slitch!"

His hands begin to glow a dark green color before he notices Clara...

[Celtibero]

Clara ears someone shouting and insulting the elf in front of her, still the stubborn prick does not back down no matter, make it fast, make it quick springing into action Carla takes a few quick steps, fastly gaining momentum in the direction of her quarry her body lurches forward,

kaze...KA! (風...火 )Clara's head drives itself into the elf's chest, her body providing the leverage to hit him hard, shifting his weight he tries to stop and deflect the head-butt from squarely hitting him fully in the chest, the smug look quickly disappears as the blow flies through his defences. not his hands, not his body nor his armored jacket are going to stop the blunt force of the vicious raged filled attack, maybe she was lucky, maybe he was not fast enough, a stunned look replaces the smug one as pain jerks his entire body.

The elf surprised look remained on his face while his feet lifted a few centimetres from the floor, as he flew towards the brick wall surprise turns into rage, just long enough for the dull sound, of his back hitting the wall behind him, to reach the ears of the onlookers, he stares dazed at Clara's flushed face, only a few seconds had lapsed between the shout contest and the head contact to his chest but he was already slumping in the floor driven by the sheer force of the blow.

Stun damage to elf= 8 if i did my math correctly