[gilga]

Solo responds... seems so... I wasn't 100% for this run... I usually carry some cosmetics just in case. Frenchman... I bet there are many shops near oxford where we can get some cosmetics. Do we have time for quick shopping? Like Mel said, we could also use a tag eraser.
I have an improvised solution to create a lot of noise from my deck, but a tag eraser is how professionals extract people and make them disappear from the matrix.  A new set of clothes... for the wife is also a good idea... if she cooperates having her change her appearance as much as possible is recommended.

[adamu]

[Wednesday, June 17th, 2075, Oxford. Primary Extraction Team]

"So how long you had this Boy here? how old is he?" asked Daddy.

"Reckon he's 'bout three, four at the most. Can't know fer sure," Al answered, looking up at the taller, clean-shaven man in the Mortimer coat. "First saw 'im leadin' a pack o' street dogs near my old doss in Seattle. That were 'bout eleven months back now. Had to woo 'im fer six weeks afore he'd get into my truck, we been friends ever since."

He dropped his spent Lucky and stamped it out. "So, you do that ghost thing, whole out-of-body walkabout business. Me, ain't never tried it."

[DrZombol]

3 or 4 huh, Just a pup and already running a pack then huh, Damn good dog to have at your side if you ask me daddy rubbed Spikes head for a few more moments

I personally don't recommend it, alot of other mojoslingers swear by its beauty, which i guess it can be but i see it more like a big damn shark tank, wild spirits and hell who knows what else and unless you got a weapon foci your just twisting in the wind in my opinion, that and apparently somethings from that place just seem to like to stick around and never go away

The dead woman's head settled on daddy's shoulder as he was talking, causing him once again to brush his hand by his face, pushing ghostly fingers away.

[adamu]

[Wednesday, June 17th, 2075, Oxford. Primary Extraction Team]

"Yup. That's about what I 'maginated. Reckon I got plenty o' rough waters in this here fallen world, don't need ta be goin' nowhere else fer trouble. Still, might not be a bad idear ta check 'er out once or twice, jist on the perhaps that exigencies should compel me ta make the jump, wouldn't want it ta be my first time, ya know, when its hittin' the fan. Yup, maybe i should." Then he shrugged. "But...manana, ya know. Best time fer ever'thing. Anyone want a beer while we wait fer Snow ta git Doctor Dick's office? They ain't hardly cold no more, but that's livin' onna dark side, right?"

[Jack_Spade]

[Wednesday, June 17th, 2075, Oxford. Primary Extraction Team]

Isaint stopped the display and shruged: "Suit yourself. As long as we are on the same page."
He nodded at Daddy's words: "Fine by me. More boots on the ground increase our chances for success. By the way, you wouln't happen to be good with illusions? That would allow us to smuggle some larger hardware with us while we pose as a janitorial detail.

But now, to the most important part: Should we contact the target beforehand? It might either help us with the extraction or blow our cover if he is under surveillance. Maybe Snow could hack some little appliance in his room to display our messages and he answers by turning the table light in his office on and off, or something like that."

[adamu]

[Wednesday, June 17th, 2075, Oxford. Primary Extraction Team]

Al accepted his own offer of a beer, congratulating himself on his foresight and preparedness.

"You want janitor plus hardware, gimme a few ticks an' I'll dummy up a carpet shampooer or somethin', be hollowed out an' big enough fer a long gun or three. Worked like a charm on a NeoNet site back in Seattle last year…course, we had uniforms an' all that…"

[ScytheKnight]

[Wednesday, June 17th, 2075, Oxford. Primary Extraction Team]

There might have been faster ways of handling it but Snow Crash didn't want to make any overt moves just yet so instead trawled through the various publicly available data archives, eventually he smiles and the AR map is updated with a small ping, he speaks up as much for Al's benefit as anything else.

"Alright, there he is. Southwest building, forth floor. Although they call it third floor over here. Alright, I reckon we got maybe an hour before we need to start makin' our move. I've done the whole janitor thing before meself yeah, but that was on the back o' mabe a week's prep work. I doubt we can find out what company they use and lay our hands on the right uniforms in time, but then hey, sneaky stuff ain't never been my forte. Anyways, gettin late an I've been travalin' all day.. gonna take a quick power nap an make sure I'm still sharp."

It was a bit of work to keep the strain out of his voice. A new country, lots of driving, new fixer, the short deadline, lack of information, working with so many mages and seeing Al again was starting to stress the albino orc out. Just need a little something to mellow out a bit or I'm gonna be too damned twitchy for this run. He gets back into his car and relines the front seat a bit, adjusting his helmet to make himself more comfortable.

Palming - slotting a BTL Dreamchip
Palming 2 + Agility 6
Palming Check: 8d6t5 3 hits
Physical limit 7

BTL Trip
Some might wonder why anyone would want to slot in a simsense recording of a Parkour run through Downtown Seattle. Those people have never slotted a BTL, with the input and output jacked up and the filters off one felt everything of the run more than the original runner did. The flexing of muscles... the feel of gritty, worn out concrete, still warm from the autumn sun that was setting as he pushes off from it... the city smell of one of the nicer districts of the city... the steady beating of the heart... the feeling of air filling the lungs... the focus of the runner, seeing the path through the urban jungle that only people that know Parkour well can see... the slap of feet on pavement, the rustle of the urban explorer jumpsuit in the wind... There was no pursuit, no urgency, just the steady flow of movement, surroundings and awareness of both.

[gilga]

"But shopping aside..." said Solo... "I got us into the guest list. So while we do not know exactly where we go out of the hotel... We know where we go in... right from the Lobby".

[DrZombol]

[b[Wednesday, June 17th, 2075, Oxford. Primary Extraction Team]][/b]

Nice, Appreciate the offer I'll take you up on that beer, cold or not it sounds good to me daddy turned to Saint as he popped the tab

I got a few, I can mute someone and turn them Invisible, Thermo sight or not, other then that i can throw a illusion over an area to make it look like whatever, empty hall, pool etc, As long as i'ce laid eyes on it before

A quick slug of the beer, which warm or not daddy apreciates

And thats about all i got on the illusion front, Not too much I'm Afraid

Daddy watched Snow get relaxed in his car before turning back to the others

Speaking of which I do have a couple non lethal options and if this other team has a big bruiser theres a good chance i can force him to fight them, If need be

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[obidancer]

"I thought you guys would never ask."  The Frenchman said with a smile as he pressed even more on the gas. "If I maintain that speed till we arrive we'll make it 10 to 15 before anyone else. However I don;t want to sound like the party killer, but I wouldn't hope for a decent shop open where we could get our hand on a decent disguise kit and tag eraser. The Passes and your Illusion will have to do, Solo. Thanks for it."

How did it go with the Room reservation? Did you manage to free one room?

[gilga]

Oh the speed, solo felt his adrenaline racing as the car speed up. "Yes... room reservation was one of the fields in the guest is room reservation... they have a block of rooms for the hotel guests... but it is not going to be cheap... I hacked the list, but we'll still pay for the rooms, I even booked two rooms... it will draw attention for a lady to book a room with two guys...".

I asked to try and book in IC but no reply from Aria, so I took the liberty of assuming we can book a room. Shout and throw something heavy if I am over the line... I just wanted to keep rolling.

[Triskavanski]

[Tobbis -Wednesday June 17th, 2076 - Heading towards Manor in his Jackrabbit with Sarah - Kid Extraction team - Current condition 2 Stun damage, Currently in VR in Hot-Sim - Collecting Data with Data Sprite]
To Sarah <<We should be there shortly, however we might want to wait a bit for the others before we make our move. The primary target is the important one, while the ones we've got are a little less important. I'll provide the primary team with some matrix assistance, while we wait. Also that creepy guy said something about a watcher spirit. According to Shadowrun online, those are bad doods, mages can use them to throw spells...>> Then realizing he was in company of one << Can't they?>>

[gilga]

Solo - Wife extraction team, currently heading to hotel. Solo decides that since a spirit can do the delivery quite fast - or the autopilot growler or any vehicle for that matter...  it is worth a try to see if any of their other teammates are better equipped.

He send a message to the team: << Guys... Due to the short time frame wr are a bit under equipped... we could use a tag eraser and a cosmetic kit... can anyone spare it ? I can send my bike to pick up.>>

Lets see if anyone on that team is in a mod for sharing. he thought to himself.
 

[DrZombol]

<< Guys... Due to the short time frame wr are a bit under equipped... we could use a tag eraser and a cosmetic kit... can anyone spare it ? I can send my bike to pick up.>>

Daddy Kinda jerked from the unexpected message but smiled after Before digging around in his jacket  and after a moment of digging pulls out his tag eraser

Does anyone have a cosmetics kit hanging around? Looks like french n friends are in a bit of trouble

<<Solo, I have a tag eraser and currently finding out if there's a cosmetics kit hanging around with the others here, Love Daddy>>

[gilga]

<<Thanks Daddy! I'll buy you a bear or something when it is all behind us.  If there is anything you need feel free to ask. -  I am sending my Growler in autopilot, we should still be very close, we left several minutes before you guys... Just put it in that black box on the back. >> replied Solo and instructed the Growler to get back. That's one less compromise to their planning.