[Volker]

Okay. I haven't made any good experiences with hosts recently.
I have no idea who you're talking about. Maybe bnc with her top-intelligence is of more use than I am..?

"Still, it's a start. When we are at a point where the mage could look through the disguise, we at least have reached the point we were headed to...

"The researchers' biomonitors are still online. I could try and trace them, but I made bloody bad experiences with their defensive systems lately, so I'd rather use this option as a last resort..."

[SgtBoomCloud]

Krestov remained mostly quiet through this situation, calmly studying the faces of those speaking as his mind slowly ticked, trying to figure some sense into this situation, how to solve the issue.  Then it hit him, his deep voice giving a surprise interjection.

"Witness.  One decker not dead yet.  Have stim patch, can revive."  He gave a nod, thinking back to recent events, also recalling something he learned in his training, the troll then turning to Schmitt.  "Have odd question.  Is facility running some project requires deepweed drug?"

[Jack_Spade]

"He's alive? Why didn't you say so. Quick, bring her to the Jonas Host. The auto-doc can revive him safely and grant him access to the other hosts.

Deepweed? That's this mage drug, isn't it?
Hm,

Edge Roll for Krestov: 1d6t5 1

oh, actually yes, we recently had some delivered as part of a test for a new bio blood-filter."
Schmidt concentrated for a moment and closed his eyes: "It should be in the rack on the back wall, box 13-2, somewhere at the bottom in a pink box labelled 'test 21', if I'm not mistaken."

[Sabato Kuroi]

Torrent turns to dr. Schmitt
"It is a risk worth taking.Anything you can tell me about the missing researchers that could buy me a second or two?" 

Should I roll again for disguise/impersonation?My previous rolls were really good (threshold 9 to break the disguise) but If you want I can roll again

[Jack_Spade]

"Well, Steven CLARK is - was our armor expert. White, blond hair, ca. 1.80, muscular. He worked on that Military Armor over there. He had a military background with the UCAS Armed Forces.
Karl JACKSON, is a communications specialist. Black male, ca. 1.90, over weight. He designed a part of our com relays.
Gabriela MOORE, is a designer. White, red hair, ca. 1.60, petite. She was tasked with developing new gun casings.
Donnie DAVIS was a material science guy. White, no hair, ca. 1.80, average build. He worked with synthetic spider silk as a base for non-conductive armor."
Schmitt shook his head a little. "Sorry, that's all I can tell you of the top of my head."


You can use your previous roll

[Volker]

"It's good for a start. Now, can we move? I don't want to wait for my Fairlight forever!"
bnc smiles, but you know, it's just to hide her fear. She managed to nestle a small plastic bag full with small golden chunks from her boot. Her hands are shaking.

Not sure whether I've got any Overwatch Score. If so, I'd reboot my deck in the meanwhile.

I might've missed your answer. Do I have access to the cameras, cleaning drones etc, or do I have to access the main computer in the upper floor for that?

IIRC I didn't see any obvious mages when I had control over the cameras, did I?

[Jack_Spade]

Your internal overwatch score has been deleted the last time you rebooted. But it can't hurt to do it again 

You hacked the drone previously through a direct connection with the recharging station on lvl. 2.
If you want access to the drones, you just have to ask Hank. He has legitimate command over the cleaning drones. The cameras are still under control of the Tartaros host. You can either try to hack it or wake up the spider, so that she can give access.

And no, nothing overtly magical beside the murder scene in the cellar.


"By all means, don't let me stop you." Schmitt returned the smile and made grasping motions that indicated that he missed the comfort of his own comlink.

[SgtBoomCloud]

Upon hearing the information he requested, Krestov had lunmbered off to the back of the storage area, sifting through the boxes at the pace he had become known for: a little slow, but very deliberate.  Just as everyone was starting to get antsy, a deep " Ah." rumbled out, the troll carrying a small pink box, which he offered to the two adepts.

"Can fight over who takes to make good ID of mage.  I retrieve decker, meet at Jonas". Glancing at bnc, his expression softened a bit under his helmet, a hand going on her shoulder, giving a light squeeze of reassurance that they were going to all get out of there.  And with that, he bounded off, running to meet up with Hank and retrieve the unsconscious dwarfette for transport to the pods...hopefully uninterrupted.

[Volker]

"Hank? Can you please invite me to MARK the cleaning drones? Yah, all of 'em. I'd like to do a li'l look-around. Also, this could get messy - never hurts to have some cleaning drones under control."

bnc takes out two small chunks of the candy-like golden substance and pops them into her mouth. She sucks on them as on lollipops, as she puts the rest of the bag back in her boot.

Better.

[Jack_Spade]

<<No problem, those babys work best with a firm hand behind the controls anyway. Leaves me time to care for Marcy.>>

True to his word, bnc suddenly had three marks on all drones, including a command pass.

A first sweep revealed that there were no living people anywhere on the corridors.

[Volker]

"Great. Is she stable?"

bnc directs one drone towards room 519.

[Sabato Kuroi]

Torrent took the box from Krestov's hands, but didn't open it.
He stood with a quizzical look on his face.Well, technically it was still his face eventhough it resembled that of herr Schmitt at the moment.
After the Troll left he turned to bnc.

"What the fuck is deepweed?"

[Jack_Spade]

<<Stable enough. The bleeding stopped and she breaths steadily, but she's still unconscious. As far as I know, that's a bad sign.>>

The little cleaning drone on lvl. 5 had entered room 519 and found chaos. Every bit of paper had been shredded and thrown to the floor. Data chips had been crushed and submerged in a glass vase.
One thing however made bnc's heart beat faster: Beside a turned over table a small device was visible. It's sleek, streamlined steel curves bore the laser engraved writing: "Fairlight Caliban". And the tough outer shell showed no defects - it just seemed to be turned off.

[Volker]

bnc smiles a melancholic smile. "I should know best ... it's a drug. A wiz drug. When I was a teen - that is, a younger teen than now - I would do almost anything to get hold on deepweed. I did once, and I regret it to the very day. It was, at the same time, the most horrible and the most phantastic experience I ever made.

"Scientifically, what it does is, it allows slash forces a mundane, or basically anyone, to astrally perceive. Personally, what it does is, it opens the gate to a world so alive, so beautiful and real, that from this moment on, the real world appears but a shadow to what there lies behind. It's like Plato's cave.
"Y-You guys do know Plato's cave, don't ya? I mean, Americans too learn that at school?"

bnc bites her lip, then spits out the Golden Mirror she just sucked on (into her hand, of couse, not on the floor - waste not, want not).

"So, who's gonna take it? It should be the one we need least, because you won't be of much use from then on. I would sacrifice myself, seeing as I can't do a lot around here anyway, but on floor five, there lies a Fairlight Caliban with a huge tag which goes 'rape me, bnc, please rip me apart'.
"But then, I might still be the one who is best suited for the task. For once, meaning no offense, I know more about mojo than any of you does. Moreover, I'm used to being stoned and still having to perform.
"What do you think?"

Please...

[Jack_Spade]

Schmitt added helpfully: "Be also aware that it has a tendency to create physical dependence. The user also needs to be fairly quick minded to interprete the sensations without formal training in assensing techniques.

Now, I don't want to hurry you unduly, but the sooner we get a spider back, the sooner we can get control over this whole situation. Who of you escorts me to Hank?"