[Jayde Moon]

The ork gives the fellow a warm smile; despite his initial reaction.  "I think that's more than fair, thank you for your consideration," she looks to the others to await their own nods of approval to the job.

[Poindexter]

Ian has been quiet and observant with this new johnson. Nothing sets off any alarms with him until the haggling begins. Something about the tone when he says...

"I don't know how we're gonna pay J Boogie's legal fees after this, ya dig?"

makes Ian feel funny. There was never a lawyer. J boogie is meeting an assassin before he can turn states evidence against someone. He frowns, but remains silent. Feeling La Sombra looking at him expectantly, he returns her gaze with an unhappy look on his gaunt face. A small nod, then his eyes are back to keeping watch on the two bodyguards, just in case they're assassins, too.

[rednblack]

The Johnson's snaggle-toothed grin makes another appearance now that it looks like they have a deal.  "Nova."  He produces a commlink from his vest, and hands it over to La Sombre.  "There's only one code saved in that.  Give it a call when the job's done.  You'll also find a file that has his lawyer's name and all that biz.  J Boogie was picked up west of the 620, so you'll probably want someone from Fort Worth East.  Happy hunting."

The Johnson extends his hand to each runner in turn, beginning with La Sombre, and awaits the team's departure.

[SgtBoomCloud]

The only indication of reaction to the increased offer from the redheaded human was a raising of the eyebrow, masked by her shades as she stayed back and silent.  Surviving a fight against all odds was her specialty...talking not so much at the moment.  Still, she cast a sidelong Glace at the relatively small troll they were set up with...their decker.

Sizing him up, she turned her head in a slow tilt as she made eye contact with La Sombra, giving a dip of a nod as she sat back.  Her pistols were poking out behind her hips as she eased in her seat, favoring the burnt arm a bit before rising with the team.  Firmly shaking their Johnson's hand, she gave a smirk before speaking.  "Appears we have an accord..."  letting their speaker take the link, she turned to look at the bodyguards, lifting her chin in open recognition, swaggering a little as they moved to depart.

[Zweiblumen]

As they head out of the room, Sniffles looks at the crew he's going to be working with.  The redheaded human walks with a physical authority born of competence, or great acting ability but given the situation Sniffles is assuming the former.  The millitary-esque ork that negotiated them a nice bonus on this run reminds him of a second-story man he used to work with on occasion back in Sante Fe, but she could be the team's finger-waggler.  Unless that was the bedraggled human male that looks like with little effort he could fit in anywhere.

Regardless, he hoped they'd be able to get him the 'link he needed.  This was some fast jing, but they needed to get moving if that was gonna happen.

"Hoi chummers, guess we'll be working together for a few hours.  And nice job on the extra jing.  Folks' round here call me Sniffles and as advertised earlier, I generally run data jobs." He pauses to sneeze and wipe his nose with his beleaguered handkerchief.  "And who would you fine ladies and gent be?"

Once they introduce themselves he asks, "Should we grab one of the class rooms in a quiet wing of the school to hash out a plan or does your team have a place to work out of?  I'm sure between the four of us we can do a reasonable job of making sure we aren't overheard here."

[SgtBoomCloud]

"Phoenix"  the redhead took the initiative to introduce herself to the troll once they departed the rom, her boots clacking as she turned in place to face him directly.  Her jacket molded to her body well as she did so, flashing the handles of a pair of pistols at her back before she offered a slim hand to shake.

"A pleasure...Sniffles"  her nose wrinkled slightly at the name...but it took no guessing to figure why he got such a handle.  "Generally data jobs, huh?  Seems kinda tame..well, if you say you can do this, then wiz.  As for where..."  she turned her head, lips pursed as she examined their surroundings.  "It may be a squeeze, but I got a ride.  Make a plan on the go, no chance of listeners...well, less chance.  Mobile target and all that...yall don't mind piling in a Shin Hyung aye?"

[Jayde Moon]

"La Sombra, I get in and about or talk it out, right?" Gabriela says.  "And it'll be a squeeze for sure, but it's probably safer, as Phoenix says."

The ork offers Sniffles a warm smile, though she doesn't offer a hand, her eyes flicking briefly to the handkerchief.

[Poindexter]

Ian has a bad feeling about this new decker. It's not like anything about him rubs Ian the wrong way or anything, it's just that matrix folks seem to have bad luck on teams with Mr Hopeless. This new guy, Sniffles, seems likable. Let's try our hardest to not wind up pawning this hoops deck fourty-eight hours from now.

Once the four of them are clear of the private room with the nasty Johnson and introductions are being made, he nods to Sniffles with a sour and resigned look before speaking. "Mister Hopeless. Astral/Support. Nice ta meetcha." He never breaks stride on their way back to the car. As he's buckling the seatbelt in around him in the backseat, he starts actually thinking about the job at hand. Despite being a little nervous at the concept of jacking a cop, he's got to admit, the idea kind of gets him excited. After a couple blocks of the city go by, he leans forward a little bit so as to be better heard by the front seat.

"So, what's the plan? We just grabbin a lawman off the street and throwin him in the trunk or what?"

[Zweiblumen]

"Phoenix"  the redhead took the initiative to introduce herself to the troll once they departed the rom, her boots clacking as she turned in place to face him directly.  Her jacket molded to her body well as she did so, flashing the handles of a pair of pistols at her back before she offered a slim hand to shake.

"A pleasure...Sniffles"  her nose wrinkled slightly at the name...but it took no guessing to figure why he got such a handle.  "Generally data jobs, huh?  Seems kinda tame..well, if you say you can do this, then wiz.  As for where..."  she turned her head, lips pursed as she examined their surroundings.  "It may be a squeeze, but I got a ride.  Make a plan on the go, no chance of listeners...well, less chance.  Mobile target and all that...yall don't mind piling in a Shin Hyung aye?"

After another sneeze he grins with all of his teeth, and the hue of his dreads turning a dark purple he stands up straight and broad.  While still small for a troll he towers over the rest of the team.  And from hidden somewhere within his long coat a large machine pistol appears in his gleaming chrome hand.  "I've been known to 'tame' things before little one.  I might not be as skilled as you, but I can hold my own when I need to."  And in a blink the pistol has disappeared back into the depths of his coat.  He lets out a belly laugh knowing that while effective he's not really a fighter.  "I won't let you down with the going gets tough."

"La Sombra, I get in and about or talk it out, right?" Gabriela says.  "And it'll be a squeeze for sure, but it's probably safer, as Phoenix says."

The ork offers Sniffles a warm smile, though she doesn't offer a hand, her eyes flicking briefly to the handkerchief.

"The Shadow, eh? Usted no dice.  Tu brillas, en la sombra o la luz."  As she eyes his handkerchief he raises his metallic arm and says, "Stays nice and clean, no?  Also you don't need to worry, the runny nose is special for me.  It can't make anyone else sick, so safe to as you say, 'squeeze' into the little car.  Good thing I'm so small, neh?"

Ian has a bad feeling about this new decker. It's not like anything about him rubs Ian the wrong way or anything, it's just that matrix folks seem to have bad luck on teams with Mr Hopeless. This new guy, Sniffles, seems likable. Let's try our hardest to not wind up pawning this hoops deck fourty-eight hours from now.

Once the four of them are clear of the private room with the nasty Johnson and introductions are being made, he nods to Sniffles with a sour and resigned look before speaking. "Mister Hopeless. Astral/Support. Nice ta meetcha." He never breaks stride on their way back to the car. As he's buckling the seatbelt in around him in the backseat, he starts actually thinking about the job at hand. Despite being a little nervous at the concept of jacking a cop, he's got to admit, the idea kind of gets him excited. After a couple blocks of the city go by, he leans forward a little bit so as to be better heard by the front seat.

"So, what's the plan? We just grabbin a lawman off the street and throwin him in the trunk or what?"

Ahh, so there's the magic support.  "Mister Hopeless, a pleasure."  No odder a street name than my own I guess.

He folds himself into the back of the car with Mister Hopeless.  "We could do that, though all we need is the 'link.  Maybe lift the link and keep him distracted for a few minutes?"


Attempted translation (sorry to actual Spanish speakers for how butchered this probably is!): "You don't say.  You shine, in the shadows or the light."

Also, I know the quick draw and the Spanish would be rolls, but figured I could "buy hits" for the RP value here as they aren't really opposed.  He can buy 3 hits (needs 2) for the quickdraw, and 2 hits for the Spanish.  Hope I didn't over-step.

[Poindexter]

"Well," says the shaggy headed man to the compressed troll seated next to him. "Sombra here is the 'lift the link' type and I'm the 'distract him for a few minutes' in the equation. You hack the link, and Phoenix watches all our backs when whatever goes wrong goes wrong?" He goes back to watching out the window.

[SgtBoomCloud]

In the Honda, Marissa keeps her eyes cooly set on the road in front of her, gloved hands firmly on the wheel.  the sleeves of her jacket were pulled up a bit, showing off the still fairly fresh burns she had received from before, but she made no reaction to them.  From the ashes, I rise  She thought to herself as she listened to the others.  The troll's hair is an interesting bit...maybe chromed with flashy hair?  Hm

When talk of how to approach the job came up, the Phoenix blinked twice before giving a slow rolling shrug of the shoulders.  "I echo Hopeless's sentiments...La Sombra, you're the best to handle this sitch if we're just picking one up.  It's a subtle move...and I'm anything but subtle.  However, if that turns out bad and we need to stuff a hoop somewhere?  Well, then I'm your huckleberry..."

Flashing a smirk, she made a turn to join the main roads, awaiting direction as she simply drove through towards areas that seemed nice enough to warrant Lone Star patrols...

[Jayde Moon]

"A quick grab is easy enough, quiet and smooth, no muss, no fuss.  I think that's the best C-O-A."

[rednblack]

"I know a little diner a few blocks off from the precinct," Sniffles pipes up helpfully, taking a break from his overwatch.  "Things are pretty dead around here."

"Wouldn't hurt to take a look," the Phoenix says, and once Sniffles comms over the pin, she takes the next left, and makes her way to Finnegans.  They're closer to the suburbs now.  There isn't as much trash on the streets, and Sniffles can see the camera icons are actually functioning, The bars over shop windows have likewise been replaced with slick AROs advertising FizzyPop and SoyCorn Bits, as well as a small orderly grocery store advertising that they carry REal™ Apples. 

When The Phoenix pulls into the diner parking lot, they immediately see two Lone Star cars parked near the front door.

"They're hee-eere," The Phoenix says.

[Zweiblumen]

Sniffles rouses from the Matrix to look at the crew.  The Phoenix is their muscle, La Sombre is infiltration and Mr. Hopeless the astral.  The four of them have their bases pretty well covered.

As they pull into parking lot, he pipes up.  "What do you say we go get a seat inside.  Order a little bit of food, have Mr. Hopeless and the Phoenix get into a bit of an argument over something close enough to the Star for them to come say something.  La Sombre take that opportunity to lift one of their 'comms and bring it to me for a few min.  We 'find' it on the floor by their table and return it to them none the wiser?"
He sneezes into his ever present handkerchief, briefly blowing his nose.  "Once I've my mitts on it, I'll need it for less than a minute.  So doesn't need to be that long of a distraction.  Sound like a solid plan?"

[SgtBoomCloud]

Marissa cocked a little smirk as they pulled up, nodding affirmatively at their new decker's plan.  "Seems solid enough, and keeps us all busy.  I like it."[/b]  She glanced over at Hopeless as she cut the engine, her grin lingering as she pulled her overcoat around her shoulders.  "I'm sure we could find something to argue about...just a fly in the ointment to these Star grunts."

As they got out, she muttered a little under her breath as well, fixing up her hair and deciding to carry pretty light for this plan...pistols and knife.  "We'll get going on it once we're situated...play the field as it were"