[martinchaen]

With the trode-net secured underneath the ball cap, the reply from Siren came into view as an ARO, and Loki quickly read the reply and immediately started looking for Shade's commcode.

//Compose message to Shade
//"Hoi chummer! Listen, I need a favour; any chance you're near Longmont, UCAS and can drop me off at 3rd and Martin in the next hour or so? Do me a solid and I'll get the drinks next time we hit Boomtown...
//Send message

The young Elf smirked to himself at his own flame-out with Siren, this one only the last of many attempts, and proceeded to queue up a search for the term "Pickachu" on his old, beaten up Meta Link. "I'll have to try getting Shade on the VIP list for that new powernoize club out in the Warrens if he comes through for me again", he thought as the 'link pinged it's search results up on his AR display. Unsurprisingly,  it had found zero hits. "Hmm, must be some obscure reference. I'll look it up later." Picking a line from one of his favourite old novels, he thought up a reply and mentally sent it off while waiting around for his ride.

//Compose message to Siren
//"Such venom, the lady doth protest too much, methinks. No matter, I am also patient. Organizing transport to location now; should be there in less than an hour.
//Send message

[Ericen]

Message to Loki: On my way.
Going to pick up Loki will be back in a bit.
Hop into the west wind and jack in, plot fastest route to loki's location
Com code Siren:
Message: Please acquire Roto Drone and Ares Alpha Assault Rifle 3 clips 2 gel rounds 3 Clips 2 stun grenades
Total cost: 7,750 Nuyen
For mission surveillance and cover
End message


 

[ismilealot]

@Shade >>You're way to small for that big a gun kid. But it's in the locker.<< >>I'll have the stun grenades and the Roto Drone for you by tomorrow. You break it, you buy it.<<

[Csjarrat]

Derren nods his assent. I'll have a think about gear and get back to you on that. Otherwise it looks like we're in.[/colour]

[ismilealot]

She smiles and then shakes each of your hands. Picking up her handbag she pushes a button and starts walking towards the slowly opening bay doors. "Codes for everything are on the computer there, nodding towards the one she was just at, and don't forget to turn off the lights when you leave."

[Celtibero]

Night night miss S. replied James on a casual manner no smoking...I know

[ismilealot]

She turns her head back to you on her way out and nods.

[ismilealot]

@James When you're data search is done and you've filtered out the drek two companies emerge as possibilities, Mil Milagros and Estética. Mil Milagros is working on bioware for the Awakened. It's President Seferino Chavez-Smith is himself an awakened, but of very limited abilities as a mage. However his sharp intellect and charismatic personality has driven him as a rising star in Aztlan and he's known as a very forward thinker on the cutting edge of bioware research. He has a wife and a nine year old son. He also has a 17yr old daughter from a previous marriage who is set to attend one of the arcane universities in the fall, or at least her name is on the roster of MIT&T as a starting freshman this fall. Estética specializes in cosmetic applications and is well known by runners who need either a new appearance with special features, or cosmetic enhancements that hide equipment. Estética's grafts are well known to hold better and have fewer problems down the line. It's president Guillermo "Gill" Ochiobe-Cantu is well known on the philanthropic and arts scene in Denver and was the largest contributor to the new concert hall downtown. His wife and 14yr old son accompany him freq and she is currently 5 months pregnant. Much younger than her husband she's his third wife and he has 5 children by his previous wives and mistresses. Both companies are set on the outskirts of Denver and have been the subject of industrial sabotage and theft in the past 5yrs. They're both known to employ state-of-the-art security systems as well as favoring prior military service members as private security, mages round out the known security services in place. 
      A message appears in your AR, >>James, how are you buddy? Funny hearing from you. I was just thinking about you the other day. The Old Man's been having bad luck with teams in the field lately and he remarked that he needed a guy with a charmed life, and you were certainly that, at least for awhile. Still, charm only gets you so far in the field right. I got your request, wow, aztlan hey. The azzies are well known for employing multi-layered security to the point of paranoia. But, I've done a bit of digging and found some of their SOP's. Encryption protocols are on a standard rotating cycle so you've got the usual window of opportunity. Nothing can bypass the fact that metahumanity can only operate so fast so those details can't get any tighter, at least till they 'wire the world hey. I'm sending the file, code name drek. You should have it by now.<< (You and firebug used a dozen code words, each keyed to the 3rd letter of the word you'd said. Paranoia wasn't just for the corps.) >>Anyway, good hearing from you buddy. Catch up with me sometime. I got a real cute little red-head I can set you up with, and not bad in the skills department if you catch me.<<

[Ericen]

Pick up Loki and tell him to hold tight we are heading back to meet the others. Oh yeah don't mess with the radio if I don't hear Freebird playing I will eject you omae.

[Triskavanski]

As the professor works on his 'device' a silver cyberman head begins forming...

Compiling Data Sprite: 12d6t5 4
Sprites resistance test: 6d6t5 5
Resist fade for level 6 data sprite: 13d6t5 5

However, it fizzles away as the 'device' he was working on spark, the Professor looking fairly tired now, leaning back in his chair he spins a little bit, to allow himself a bit of rest. After an hour, he moves to the hideouts kitchen, to prepar himself a snack, listening to a bit of electronic swing music from his lapel.

Resting check: 9d6t5 1

And with that he tries another go at finishing the device..

compile Check 2: 11d6t5 7
Sprites resistance test: 6d6t5 3
Resisting 6 Fade: 13d6t5 4

Took 2 more fade, now at -6 with a -2 penalty

The Swing spurs him on into a fabulous frenzy, but it was draining on him, he was starting to get really tired. One last thing to do though, he begins finishing up the last bit of the device, registering the sprite wth the matrix before it could accrue too much OS.

Registering Test - Edge spent: 12d6h5 4
Registering Resistance: 12d6t5 6
Resist 12 fade - edge spent: 15d6h5 6

Took six more fade ><

With a sudden flop the professor passes out onto the table, drained after working the past six hours..

[Ericen]

Okay Prof messed up, I will find a stim patch in the first aid kit and slap it on him, but also gonna move the noise maker to a drawer so it stops making that sound.

[Triskavanski]

About an hour later

heal check: 9d6t5 3

the professor groggily awakens from his stupor, groaning heavily. The sounds of drums beating through his head with a rat-at-tat-tat. As his senses gather around, he glances around the room and seeing the floating sprite in his AR vision, gasps for a moment grabbing his flashlight, and turning it on quickly pointing at the head "EXPELLOMUS!" he shouts dismissing the sprite

[martinchaen]

When Shade and Loki arrived at 3rd and Martin, the elf gestured to the driver to lead the way and with a wide grin stated "Age before beauty, my friend!" Loki adjusted his long, lined coat by tugging it a little closer around him in the crisp Denver air, and checked his appearance in a mirrored reflection of himself. He saw a non-descript man wearing a long, brown coat with a sweater and jeans on underneath, what looked like a scarf around his neck and a ball cap pulled down into his face that hid most of his features, carrying a backpack. At best, someone was likely to say that he had been an Elf, and that he had short black hair and pale skin. Satisfied that he looked the part, he followed Shade inside.

Loki surveyed his surroundings as the two made their way towards the rest of the team, and he eyed up the other members as they walked the short distance from where Shade had parked to some sort of workshop-like space. A grizzled norm in his mid-30s by Loki's estimate with an obviously cybernetic arm, an even more grizzled norm in his late 40's or early 50's, and, much to Loki's surprise, Handsome Jack, the elf he'd been trying to get an in into the shadows with.

"Jack!", he exclaimed cheerfully. "What the drek are you doing here? I didn't figure you'd risk getting that pretty face of yours shot up by running the fraggin' shadows..." While Loki walked towards Jack, giving them all his best grin on the way, he slipped into the Astral and the world become gray and dull while the men in front of him suddenly lit up like beacons in the dark. One aura was significantly brighter than the two others, however. "Hmm, lot of 'ware going on here; younger norm looks almost entirely gone, never seen anything quite like that  before." Loki shuddered slightly at the inhumanity of the younger mans aura. "The older one isn't much better, though at least Jack doesn't look like he's had any more work done since I saw him last."

As he reached Jack, Loki slipped back out of the Astral and extended his hand smoothly, shaking Jack's hand vigorously. "Good to see a friendly face" he stated as he turned to the other two humans, offering a hand to both. "Name's Loki, and I'll be your resident mojo slinger for this little shindig. Shade and I go back a little while, and I know of Jack. Any of you fine gentlemen care to fill me in on the gig? Siren didn't tell me much, coy little seductress that she is..."

At a sound from the back of the store Loki turned and watched as a fashionably dressed human tinkered with something on a bench. Slipping back into the Astral, he was surprised to see that, like Loki, he was, for all intents and purposes, entirely human. Boringly mundane, but human and nothing else.

With his attention back on the other team members, he waited for the skinny on the job.

Assensing the team upon meeting them
Astral Perception [9]: Assensing: 12d6t5 4

Assensing the Professor once he becomes visible
Astral Perception [9]: Assensing the Professor: 12d6t5 4

[Ericen]

They can fill ya in, I have lots of work to do.
Go to the locker and take out the rifle, uncrate the drone an proceed to mount the weapon.
Armor+ Logic= 13d6  13E5 => 6 | die: D6. 6 successes
Now for the racks
You hear loads of noise and cutting, you hear Shade's voice " Come on baby, that's it, oh yeah right there, come on slide in there. That's it, oh yeah right there, ?%*+¥=$&@ THAT HURT.
1 Large rack: 13E5 => 8 | die: D6, ones: 1
1 Medium rack: 13E5 => 5 | die: D6, ones: 1
1 Multilaunch rack: 13E5 => 5 | die: D6, ones: 3
Now for the last surprise, a smuggling compartment to hide weapons or other wonderful toys
Compartment: 13E5 => 7 | die: D6

Now we have a good rigger setup transport and we can make better and more mods later, I really owe Siren for this now our team has a better than Drek life expectancy.
Load up the Roto drone with 2 clips gel and 1 apds 2 stun Grenades 1 heap
Doberman 2 gel 1 apds
Fly spy
They fit into the racks like a glove.
That's right  Nobody knows you like Shade
 

[Ericen]

After proudly showing off the shinny new drone racks to the strange dressed elf
I will out line the job and my reason for the racks to watch the area during the grab. All we have left is to meet the Johnson and get the news on hubby and such.