[martinchaen]

Marcus nodded at the bartender and deposited 50¥ into the virtual tip jar at the counter, and put his headgear back on. With a short but polite "Spasibo" to Alexei he turned to walk out.

Ahead of him near the door he saw a strange looking metahuman with misshapen legs and a dog at his side.

"What the frak... Huh, must be a one of those SURGE types, or maybe a razorboy who's gone and gotten himself some of those fancy raptor legs I've heard about..."

Two people wearing coldsuits entered the bar, and as one of the two gave the weird looking metahuman a shove, Marcus put his left hand in a reverse grip on the hilt of his sword and prepared to draw the Ruger.

"Maybe these guys are Humanis bastards; either way, if they start any trouble I need a clear exit strategy, even if that involves going straight through them."

The American paused in his tracks to see what happened, and continued out the door after the two men walked past the strange metahuman and himself and joined two others at what looked like Ares corpsec at a nearby table.

"Wow, Ares must be desperate for manpower if they're talking to lowlife scum like these", he thought to himself on his way out, looking around for the building Alexei had described. Marcus closed the coat around his chest to ensure that the cold weather wouldn't freeze the few bits of him that were still flesh, and strode down the block.

As he walked he looked around and adjusted the flare compensation of his goggles. The snow wasn't like he remembered from his childhood trips into the Denver mountains; this stuff was all stained and filthy, likely a result of the nearby industrial plants but it was still bright enough to be uncomfortable to the naked eye. He then toggled the thermographics on as he approached the building Alexei had told him about, and looked around for heat signatures. The building stood out like a lighthouse in the darkness, the surrounding temperature enough to easily note where the HVAC system exhaust and door was located purely because of the heat emanating from them.

Listening to the gut feeling that had made him a good soldier, Marcus triggered a single pulse with the ultrawideband radar of his helmet sensor. As the sensor data was overlaid on his AR view he took a closer look, making sure to look for the telltale signs of weapon signatures and anything else that might be perceived as a threat. "I didn't survive over 15 years of combat and bounty hunting to die in a shithole like this place" he mused as he prepared to walk in the door.

[Triskavanski]

Vladmire moved to sit down at the bar, "Alexie, may I please purchase a hot cocoa from you?" he asks, puling out his Ares canteen system from the small of his back, under his layers of coat.

Meanwhile his earbuds begin homing in on the table where the Borg and Ares where. He needed more information on his enemy, as he begins working on battle plans from where they where. Four targets, possibly more. Opening fire might draw out more, but they aren't suppose to be here. That was why he chose this bar, out of all of the bars in this little drek hole of a town.

Perception - Audio: 13d6t5 4

[Number 2]

Marcus, from what you can gather from the meta's legs, he's a changeling. Of exactly what you're not sure. As you study the men at the table, you can clearly see the patches on the Ares Sec forces. Пожарная, Firewatch. In no way are these ordinary sec forces. The equivalent to Navy SEALS or the Sioux Wildcats, these are the legends many have heard about and few have faced in combat. Fewer have survived. The others don't have any markings on their coldsuits, however they have obvious cybernetic hands poking out. They must be the "Borgs" you've been hearing about. You don't know much about them, only that they are a pretty violent street gang that heavily focuses on technology and cybernetic implants. After stepping out into the cold, you walk a bit and stop, seeing the building. One ultrawideband radar scan later and you can tell that there's two individuals at the entrance armed with shotguns. They appear to be facing away from the door. One guy appears to be sitting behind a counter, a pistol on his person. There is an upstairs, with people sitting at what looks like a table. Guns, more shotguns you presume, are leaning against a wall.

Alexei looks at Vladmire and shrugs. He disappears for a minute and brings back a cup of cocoa. It tastes slightly like soy, but at least it's hot. You can hear the conversation clearly from where you're at.

Ares 1: "Look Mr. Barinov, this deal isn't going to work. Either you-"

Borg 1: "No. We are tired of your filthy presence in this town. You are going to let us expand, or thing's aren't going to go well for your... business here.

"You've tried threatening us before, and last I recall that didn't end too well for you. As a representative for Ares Macrotechnology, I am here to tell you that this so called 'Business agreement' is going to be forgotten."

"You underestimate us. That's a mistake you may not live to fix." This last sentence is quiet, so quiet that even you have a hard time hearing it.

"We are done here." At this, the Ares sec forces stand up and try to leave. They are stopped by the two borgs that passed you earlier. The two borgs at the booth now stand up and grab each of the Ares sec forces by the back. There is now a procession leading out of the bar, with two borgs in the front and back ant the Ares guys sandwiched in the middle.

[Isane]

It doesn't take a genius to realize the intention behind the muscling about going on at the entrance to the bar.  Anechka didn't pay attention to the conversation between the Ares goons and the Borgs, after all, it didn't concern her, but now things were definitely getting interesting.  Interfacing with her commlink plugged discretely into the datajack on the back of her neck, she has her Stormcloud train its camera on the group, still cloaked and loitering high above the area. 

With the camera feed displayed in the corner of her image link, she checks to see if either of the Ares men or the Borgs had any active or passive nodes on them.  This might be just what she needed.  "Rescue" the Ares' guys, collect a reward, and be on her way.  So if things got rough, she wouldn't mind putting the fear of God into whoever deserved it.  And God here wielded a silenced Ares Desert Strike hundreds of feet up...

[Triskavanski]

Vladmire quickly headed out as well, hoping to beat the six before the leave. A flick of his wrist and he sends ten nuyen to Alexei, via the matrix. If he needed more, Vlad would soon send that as well. But for now, he needed to beat those six. Calling up his own SUV, it slowly crept forward, a chameleon coating keeping it well hidden, save for the magically appearing tire tread marks as it drove closer to meet with him.

"Get inside, and report to me what is going on with those three." he commanded the drone, soon turning to run towards the nearest building after getting his rifle and a box of ammo from the SUV.. His armor faded from view, the polymer coating activating.

[Number 2]

Vladmire, you enter what appears to be an apartment complex. There is a set of stairs or an elevator you can use. The stairs are most likely to lead you to the roof, where the view would stretch for most of the city. This is one of the tallest buildings in the city, being at about 6 stories tall.

Anechka, through your drone you have a pretty good idea of what's going on. You can just catch somebody run across the street before simply disappearing. The Borgs have a pretty tight grouping around the Ares Sec guys. You notice that, for some odd reason, the Ares guys aren't armed nor do they have visible holsters. They do however, have a signal coming from them that started a couple seconds after they left the bar.

[Csjarrat]

Feathers practically inhales the rest of his meal as the gangers and the Fireteam head outside for a showdown.
He gives Alexei a nod Shit's gonna kick off here any minute pal, you got a back entrance we can get out of?

[Number 2]

Alexei looks at Feathers and cocks a chin at a door. It's unmarked, which is probably why you didn't notice it at first. "Be careful around those metalheads.

[Csjarrat]

I fucking hate those guys. Look, I'm sorry but I overheard you said to the other guy about work, You got any jobs going?
Feathers paid off the bill and dropped 20 in the virtual tip jar as he zipped his jacket up

[Triskavanski]

Vladmire takes the stairs, rushing up them as fast as he can, not entirely concerned with stealth as he does so, other than avoiding looks and people along the way until he can get to the roof.

If, and when he gets up there, he'll of course lay himself flat out and begin trying to find the targets.

Perception: 14d6t5 2

[Number 2]

Alexei looks at Feathers and repeats what he told Marcus. "Take a left out here and down the street is a plain, grey building. No windows, should be fairly easy to find. Go inside and ask them if they need any repairs done. They'll ask you who you work for and you will say that you work for Alexei."

As you reach the roof Vladmire, you can see a van moving unusually fast for the amount of snow and ice on the ground. After setting up as quick as can you have the group in your sights. They shifted slightly so that there's the two Ares in the middle, with one borg on each side. The borg behind the Ares guys has one hand set at the back of their heads, fingers splayed out.

[martinchaen]

Marcus was about to enter the building when he looked over his shoulder and saw the Ares crew being walked out, surrounded by gangers.

He muttered under his breath. "Well, shit..."

Despite all these years he still felt a sense of loyalty for Ares, and these weren't just any old Knight Errant boys, these were Firewatch members. "The hell have they let themselves be outmanned and outgunned like this for?" he thought, his mind racing through options and possibilities. He took a brief moment to take in his surroundings, and then made a snap decision.

As he made his way over to the corner of the nearby building Marcus unholstered the Super Warhawk carefully and double-checked that it was fully loaded. He also looked to see if the Firewatch team was openly broadcasting their commcodes, hoping to get a message to them to ask if they needed assistance. Just as he reached the corner of the building and took cover behind it, however, he spotted a vehicle on hot approach.

"It's about damn time..." he thought, mentally preparing himself for what was about to come.

[Isane]

'Huh, who are you and where are you off to...' Something was definitely going on, and she couldn't stand the thought of her not knowing what exactly.  She has her Stormcloud take a quick look around for the person who just disappeared and anything else strange going on nearby, then gets to work on capturing the wireless signal coming from the Ares guys.

[Number 2]

Anechka, you can just barely see the shadow of a person running across the rooftop and stopping, proceeding to move around like he's setting up something. The drone reports back to you that the signal coming from the Ares is a Corporate SOS. The fact that they think they are in enough trouble to warrant an SOS is baffling.

[Triskavanski]

Vladmire didn't need to hear the SoS single. He knew they where in trouble since the meeting, and he was planning on killing all four of the borg to start off with in the first place. He was prepared to take on Ares as well, so to have this happen was like something from a dream.

Lining up his shot on the Borg with his hands on the back of their head, he fires off a nearly silent shot Right at the borg.

Shots fired, -1 penalty for winds: 9d6t5 5