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« Reply #15 on: <11-17-14/2131:48> »
Dave

"Null sheen, Dave.  That's what you pay me for, after all.  Good luck!", and then Sandy hangs up.


Sterling

"The meet is set for The Hangar in Tacoma at 6:00 pm.  It's one of the local holes that Fed-Boeing corpers frequent.  Mostly the laborers, but some of the middle manager types can be found there too.  Foods not bad.  As for the Johnson", he pauses a second, "Ive never worked with him before.  Called me out of the blue.  So I know nothing about him or what he might have planned.  So, some level of caution may be in order.  But when isn't it?", and he snorts with laughter.  "Ill get in touch with him after I hang up here and let him know you're in."

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« Reply #16 on: <11-17-14/2138:05> »
Finding it a nice place for a meeting, but still a little agitated, he decides to take a look for himself.

MacC settles in a kneeling position on his bed, recalls the image of Crow and starts to chant silently, taking the shape of Crow's minions.

MacC twists his head and spreads his wings, leaving his apartment through the window and heading the Hangar to take a closer look.
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« Reply #17 on: <11-17-14/2144:34> »
Dave

"Null sheen, Dave.  That's what you pay me for, after all.  Good luck!", and then Sandy hangs up.


Dave drops her com back in her pocket after erasing the call log, then glances around.  Hmmm, The Hangar, 6pm...

(note previous knowledge rolls in OOC thread, waiting on those before I make my next move)

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« Reply #18 on: <11-18-14/0005:36> »
"Tacoma tonight, sounds swell"
"The Johnson someone you've dealt with before? Or Should i be extra cautious?"

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« Reply #19 on: <11-18-14/0057:47> »
Sterling

The meet is set for The Hangar in Tacoma at 6:00 pm.  Its one of the local holes that Fed-Boeing corpers frequent.  Mostly the laborers, but some of the middle manager types can be found there too.  Foods not bad.  As for the Johnson", he pauses a second, "Ive never worked with him before.  Called me out of the blue.  So I know nothing about him or what he might have planned.  So, some level of caution may be in order.  But when isn't it?", and he snorts with laughter.  "Ill get in touch with him after I hang up here and let him know you're in."

Sterling puts his comlink back down on the night stand. "7 hours till go time. Lets get to work" He looks down at his clothing "Ugh i hope that's only champagne, this shirt is one of my favorites"

After a long shower Sterling changes into his "Working Cloths" and heads down to the garage "MacCallister Said Tacoma that means Cuppa Joe's is on the way. If god invented a better hang over remedy I've never heard of it  "

Sterling hops into the Hyundai and makes for I5. The ARO over Joe's says the last batch of caff is less than five minuets old and a fresh batch of doughnuts is out in less than ten. Must be my lucky day

As Sterling enters, a cheery old style bell announces his arrival.

A potbellied dwarf with thick arms and a name tag reading "Chip" looks up and flips his rag over his shoulder. "Howdy and Greetings friend" Chip calls our as Sterling reaches the counter. "Welcome to Cuppa Joe's! What can i get for ya this fine day?

Sterling winces a little, "How about we keep it down to a low yell huh? Had a little too much fun last night. I'll take a cup of regular Joe and a cheese Danish Please

Chip rubs his chin and drums his fingers over an ARO that looks like a tip jar

"Ah of course, where are my manners" Sterling says as he deposits 50¥ "I may be here a while, mind if i take that back booth? Oh and keep the Joe coming. Like i said, a little too much fun last night"

As Sterling heads for the back booth he shoots a message to Amber Great party last night. Don't remember most of it, but hey isn't that what makes it good? Want to grab a bite? Found myself in Tacoma and got a Booth at Joe's. My Treat!
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« Reply #20 on: <11-18-14/1031:55> »
Aegis

"It's like you read my mind," Jinx says laughing quietly.  "This is a new Johnson to me.  I have no idea who or what he represents.  So it could literally be anything.  So just watch your back more than usual, neh?  Still interested?"


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« Reply #21 on: <11-18-14/1045:45> »
"Yeah, new tends to be lucrative. I'll meet with him and see what's what. You know me, I've always got my eyes watchin' the front and the back. "

Aegis gives a wink

" I 'll stop by the pawn shop after the job and bring you some goodies. If nothing else, I'm due to upgrade this beater bike you talked me into ."

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« Reply #22 on: <11-18-14/2238:04> »
Mac

Turning from human to crow is a strange experience that never gets less strange the more you do it.  Bones shrinking and shifting, hair turning into feathers, lips expanding into a beak.  It doesn't quite hurt, but it's not comfortable either.

Once he has fully transformed he leaps through the window and into the sky.  Flying is one of the great gifts that Crow had given you.  Watching the world from on high, especially for a dwarf, is a fantastic experience.

Mac finds a thermal and rises into the sky, turns and flaps his wings and heads towards Tacoma.

Sterling

Sterling sips coffee for a few minutes before he gets a response.  Tacoma?!  Ugh!  Well Cupppa Joe's does make a good cup of coffee.  And their donuts are the chizz!  I'll be there in 30.

True to her word, 30 minutes later she walks in.  Her long dark hair is in a ponytail that trails down her back.  She's wearing a pair of large dark sunglasses, a white faux fur jacket and tight black leggings.  Despite looking worse for wear from the party last evening, she is still striking.

She throws you a small wave and stops at the counter to get a caffeinated beverage.  Once that's ready she heads to your booth and seats herself gracefully.  "Thanks for the coffee.  So, what brings us to Tacoma?  Besides the coffee?"

Aegis

"Beater?! That thing is in great shape!  You just need some more practice", she says as she laughs. "Alright, I'll let you go and I'll call Johnson.  Good luck and keep me in the loop.", she says as she disconnects.

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« Reply #23 on: <11-18-14/2317:16> »
Mac

Turning from human to crow is a strange experience that never gets less strange the more you do it.  Bones shrinking and shifting, hair turning into feathers, lips expanding into a beak.  It doesn't quite hurt, but it's not comfortable either.

Once he has fully transformed he leaps through the window and into the sky.  Flying is one of the great gifts that Crow had given you.  Watching the world from on high, especially for a dwarf, is a fantastic experience.

Mac finds a thermal and rises into the sky, turns and flaps his wings and heads towards Tacoma.

As this is one of the ways, how MacC tries to get in touch with Crow, a spell so familiar to him like dressing and undressing, after a long time he got used to the sensation. It's still no fine experience, but one that doesn't bother him either, like donning uncomfortable working clothes year over year. Especially since the reward is a feeling only spread wings can deliver. No matter how often MacC flies over Seattle, or the forests, or anywhere, there is nothing as stimulating as circling over ant-like creatures like a god. Like Crow.

This time, though, he didn't cast the spell only in order to enjoy, but to gain knowledge. As soon as his sense for orientation will allow it, MacC attempts to find the Hangar, ever aware of flying predators. When he arrives, he lands on a nearby rooftop and looks down.
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« Reply #24 on: <11-20-14/1534:06> »
Dave hikes back to the "loft".  After three levels of concrete ramps she's back under the dull grey sky, she tucks the raccoon in a barrel (which is it's self tucked behind some broken pallets on the far corner of the parking deck) then pops into her stair well and prepares for the meet.  She stashes her bow on top of an I-beam well above most peoples reach, and then changes into her other cloths, not clean but she does make a point not to hunt in them and makes an effort to wipe the dirt off.

With in ten minutes she's back on the street, she's anticipating a long walk to the bus line near Touristville, but if any friendly looking folks pass by she wouldn't say no to a lift.

Either way, she enjoys the exercise and cranks some tunes on her comlink if she get's bored enough.  The ghouls usually stay in during the day, and as a troll with nothing of significant value she isn't too concerned about her safety.

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« Reply #25 on: <11-20-14/1751:53> »
Mac

Finding places from the air can be disorienting at times, but after a short flight he lands on the roof of The Hangar.  Actually, he lands on the plane that's on the roof of The Hangar.  An old twentieth century era prop plane is bolted to the roof of the restaurant.  The rest if the building is clad in corrugated aluminum so that it looks like an airplane hangar. 

The restaurant in on Pacific Highway East, but you can see I-5 runs right behind it.   

Dave

It is a long walk from Dave's squat to Touristville, about an hour and a half.  There are some established 'tracks' that lead to Touristville, so Dave just follows one and goes.

It's a nice spring day and warm, but it's quiet in Redmond.  The broken and shattered buildings and storefronts could hide anything, but today they are empty.  The tracks are empty too.  No one passes by on a bicycle, let alone a vehicle for Dave to hitch a ride.  Dave hears gunfire a few times in the distance and once what sounds like a scream or maybe an animal's cry, but she sees nobody else until she gets to Touristville.

Touristville:  what looks edgy and dangerous at night just looks tired and depressing during the day.  People are going about their business.  The markets are busy.  The bars are busy. People yell at Dave to buy this or that, but she keeps focused on her destination.

In an effort to bring Redmond back on its feet, The Metro Transit Company runs one bus line into and out of Redmond.  The bus is shadowed by a KE patrol while it's in Redmond and there haven't been any 'incidents' yet, but there are no plans to increase bus service inside Redmond.

The bus terminal is fairly crowded.  Dave checks the board for the next bus.  35 minutes.


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« Reply #26 on: <11-20-14/1832:19> »
DAVE

Dave looks around for a place to sit, and amongst the crowd she spots a single empty seat between to humans.  She considers the prospect of the tiny plastic mold-to-your-butt seat and the inevitable awkwardness of your troll ass in the laps of the guys on either side.  She then opts for a open space at the edge of the room, thuds down on the floor near a trash bin, and leans back against the wall...resigning her self to the half hour wait.

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« Reply #27 on: <11-20-14/2054:20> »
Sterling

Sterling sips coffee for a few minutes before he gets a response.  Tacoma?!  Ugh!  Well Cupppa Joe's does make a good cup of coffee.  And their donuts are the chizz!  I'll be there in 30.

True to her word, 30 minutes later she walks in.  Her long dark hair is in a ponytail that trails down her back.  She's wearing a pair of large dark sunglasses, a white faux fur jacket and tight black leggings.  Despite looking worse for wear from the party last evening, she is still striking.

She throws you a small wave and stops at the counter to get a caffeinated beverage.  Once that's ready she heads to your booth and seats herself gracefully.  "Thanks for the coffee.  So, what brings us to Tacoma?  Besides the coffee?"


"Plenty of reasons. First off did that girl you were with last night say anything about me? Cindy? Charlotte? Christine? What was her name again? I thought we hit it off, but this Elf producer type said i just had to try this new thing  he had, some green liquid i think, and it would have been rude of me to say no. Don't remember much after that. I made it home though, so points for style I guess

I also had a bit of biz to take care of up in Tacoma and had a little time to kill and misery loves company. Ugh my head is still killing me"

Sterling reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a few aspirin and gestures to Chip to keep the caff coming

"You're looking good as always though. Whats your secret?"
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« Reply #28 on: <11-20-14/2104:36> »
It definitely has style, in a way.

Mac cocks his head forward and tilts it, then drops off the plan and comes a little lower, always on the watchout for cats and worse. He then, just out of interest, peeks through the window. If, as expected, nothing obvious or astonishing is to be seen, however, he makes his way home again and prepares for the meeting.
He takes a shower, shaves, dons new clothes, shuts the window, holsters his gun and takes the bus to Tacoma.
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« Reply #29 on: <11-21-14/2237:08> »
Sterling

Amber smiles and laughs as Sterling talks, "You mean Charlene?! She's a huge flirt, but you're not really her type. She likes 'em a little rough around the edges.  She's been dating some guy from The Underground, but I haven't met him yet."

"I don't really have a secret, but I did find this new Urban Combat class which has been kicking my ass!  The guy is a total hard ass.  Some ex-Wildcat and he's been putting us through the paces.  I've never been so sore!  But it gets results.", she says as she reaches over and breaks off half a donut.

"Biz in Tacoma, huh?  You know who?"

Mac

You can see in the window clearly. It looks empty.  It's still early yet, so the crew probably hasn't shown up for lunch service.

With a flapping of wings, you take off into the air again and head home.

Once you've showered, shaved and changed you look at the clock.  It's only 11:00 am.


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