@Cheshire
Thinking about the lack of instruction from Andy while you scan the site, searching for any sign of an astral signature. Was this explosion caused by magic? You find no residue, nothing pointing the finger at magical intervention. Moving from shadow to shadow, building to building, you hope to remain unseen from any prying eyes while you look around. Auras emanate from several Knight Errant patrols, a stark contrast from the grey, dulled down view of the bridge and your surroundings. Keeping covered, you cautiously observe the scene, leaving the bridge, sneaking your way to toward the tent.
Suddenly, you sense a wash of emotion. Surprise, fear and pain. Sensing the strongest of these emoting coming from the tent, you look toward it, a mass of auras pushing their way free. You watch in horror as they run, making it not far before dropping to the ground, fading to nothingness. What the hell is going on here? You notice the patrol that you spotted earlier, running in the opposite direction of those in need. Obviously they were caught by surprise, not interested to stick around and help those in trouble.
It doesn't take long before the majority have fallen. Sensing helplessness, breathlessness, death, the life force being ripped from their bodies as they pass.
What the drek just happened?
@Kitty
Flexing a paw you extend a claw, shaped as a key from your index finger. You slot it in to the filing cabinet, a quick flick of the wrist and click, the cabinet opens. Too easy, you think, downloading and scanning through the mass of folders and files. There's data for ship schedules, CCTV footage, audits and more. Looks like there's a fair amount to look through. You check the days sign in register, seems only a few ships were supposed to dock today. You think back to the hidden icon, looking up it's registration in the sign in logs. Strange, the ship has never signed in, in fact there's no mention it at all here…
Scouring the CCTV footage, you try and pinpoint the ships docking time. You find nothing that shows the ships entering the docks, though you notice a 10 minute gap in the footage, the ship appearing once the cameras are back online. You take a closer look at the footage once the ship had docked, something strange catching you eye. Deja vu? No, that footage is definitely looped…You watch a bird fly past the camera, repeating every few minutes. Whoever had access to the security feed has removed at least an hours footage, brining the cameras down enough for the ship to dock, looping the footage to hide whatever they were doing.
You're getting closer, you just finish copying the data when you feel something strange. A rumble? That seems odd… No long after, filing cabinets start shaking, some topple over. You look up, just as the ceiling seems to collapse on you… You try to jack out, though you know you're too slow.
Everything goes black…
You rub your head, coming to. Damn, that hurt. You've fallen off the toilet, crashing through the shoddy lock, sprawled on the floor. Luckily your deck's implanted. Drek, you can't afford to replace that if it's damaged. You look up finding yourself face boots with a nasty, angry looking troll.
"You best have a DAMN good explanation for what's going on here, Chummer" he scowls at you, cracking his knuckles, glaring at you.
@Duckdown
You know the Mongerel's are the now the top gang on Fox Island, keeping their position with brutality and intimidation. You have a younger cousin who dated a potential prospect a while back and while you don't speak to your younger cousin often, she trusts you and has come knocking when drek hits the fan. Based on your cousins bruises and once a broken arm, you know they are savage and ruthless. Thinking back, you remember The Devil's Cut crew used to control most criminal activity at the northern end of the Island. While they were heavily in to smuggling operations, they kept the violence off the streets, preferring to stay anonymous. From what you know these Mongrel's are the opposite of anonymous. You've also heard that since a change in leadership, they have basically driven out all other gangs from Fox Island, massively outgunning any competition, becoming even more violent. They often ride Harley Scorpions and always wear their gang colours, red and black bandanas, black leather jackets emblazoned with a rabid dog, foaming at the mouth.
You consider jacking in, the rush, becoming one with your gopher, the vehicle becoming an extension of your body. Not yet, want to look around, see there are any kids. You browse through the vehicle's ARO's, ensuring everything's running smoothly. Oil temp, fuel, sensors, all looking good. Wouldn't want to get caught in gang territory without a ride. Pulling out, you head off, toward the bridge. Drek, weather's shot, the rumbling of thunder washing over you with the rain as you drive. Surprisingly, there is little traffic toward the bridge, you wonder how they've blocked off the bridge, guessing that everyone with half a brain is keeping away.
You're about a block away when you hear more lightning, also… something else? You listen though the sensors on your vehicle, that second sound definitely wasn't thunder. Looking around, you see a fresh plume of smoke rising. Drek, another explosion? BOOM, another, then another. It seems you're driving right in to a war zone. You contemplate your options, you're close, too close?… Reaching an intersection, you managing your first view of where the bridge one stood. Smoke rising in to the air, a fire beginning to spread. You see concrete breaking off the now decimated bridge, falling in to the ocean, cars following not long after. There seems to be another explosion at the docks, boats are on fire and the control room has been utterly destroyed.
@Trance @Angel @Slim
Not long after Angel knocks, Andy walks back in. "Ahh, so ya had plenty of time for a chat" Walking around the room to his char, leaning on his cane as he sits." He looks at Angel, grinning slightly "So what did ya all talk about? Be rude of me ta eavesdrop on a ya hmm?" He winks, sparking another cigar, you notice he seems to smoke a drek load. "Joe and I be…mutual business partners, Mini Boom too. We all have a… mutual understandin, feel me?" he turns to Slim "Boom already sent ya here ta talk to me about another them kids. Be nice ta sort that, dealing with kids nasty business, however the bridge be the main priority, I think they both related, perhaps ya can kill two birds one stone ya?"
"I need someone ta look in to these Mongrel's. Of course I neva offered you tha job, anyone asks, I hardly know ya, seen ya at the bar once or twice." He seems to be checking you all out. You definitely be outgunned, though I think ya be able ta outsmart em, they not be too bright" Andy laughs "Much like my bouncers, see? All shoot no think. I have someone else doing a job for me, checkin the bridge, should be back soon wid info, another team mate for your team"
You see Andy peer up, looking up toward the trid hanging in one corner behind you. You listen as the volume increases, reporters voices getting clearer. You see a reporter in a rotocraft, filming what's left of Fox Island Bridge and Docks. "Another series of explosions has ripped through the northern end of Fox Island. It seems one of the explosions has released some sort of chemical weapon, currently the body count and chemical released is unknown. Knight Errant have evacuated, the bridge is closed and our intel tells us that Fox Island will be locked down until further notice" You watch the reporter look in horror as a rocket flies toward the aircraft. Moments later a loud explosion, the screen turning to static before cutting back to a stunned news anchor. "We'll be right back after these messages…" she stammers, cutting to a break.
Angry picks up his glass, filling from his decanter and taking a long swig, slamming the glass down on the table "Bastards!" quickly composing himself, he looks back at you all "Seem ya be stuck here ya? Why not make some nuyen while ya here? I don't wantcha taken the fools head on, dat be suicide. I need someone quiet, someone dat go unseen, I need more info ta take these bastards down. Are ya Interested?"
