[VegasRigged]

"Let me worry about my part, I need to know I'm going to have enough covering fire if something goes wrong. I can give you a few marks on my comm so you know where we are inside the hospital."

Also, be sure to keep that professional attitude, its that kind of thing that saves lives when the drek hits the fan.

[Forrest]

"I might know someone who could help with making up something that will make it look like he's dead or dying."
Cherie glances at the Oni, "but I generally think that minimizing the body count is the professional way to go.  It makes it less likely to attract the attention of the corps, or friends and family of the security guards who might be caught in the 'kill zone'.  I can definitely help with covering fire, but marks aren't going to help me at all."
"Should I call my friend about whipping up something to make our target look dead?"

[WWind]

Whiskey comes off the wall with a bit of a grunt after seeing the AROs.  She pockets the credstick without a though, giving her thoughts on the subject at hand.

"Well, my face is nominally known at a few of the hospitals.  Mostly Downtown though.  I got my med-gear still, so looking the part ain't a thing.  What might be a bigger issue is if they want to check my tag close.  Could go either way.  They'll either wanna know what my interest is, or they'll just give me a nod through.  So, depending on how ya want to do this, it's easy enough to tell 'em I was just here checking on a rumor of a previous fix.  If we can make it look like he's dying of something contagious, some foaming of the mouth or whatnot, security grunt isn't going to want to get to close.  I'll have already been "exposed", so taking him to the morgue can fall to me.  Just give us some distraction that will keep the goons from looking at us to close"

[VegasRigged]

Raiden rises slightly from his casually confident lean, excitement starting to appear.

Contagios, that's good. Might backfire if it looks bad enough that they lock the place down, so we'll want to keep it fairly minor. As to getting in, are they going to stop us if we already have a body? just tell them we applied the cortical electrodes but where unable to get a response from either patient, they'll let us right in.

[Forrest]

Oui, foaming mouth is good.  Bleeding eye balls, though, everyone is afraid of bleeding eyeballs. 
So how do we get in? Who goes in? And who waits in the car?  I can sneak in, but I don't know if you actually want me in there or out in the car as back up.  Can the how you say, deckerz help you sneak in, maybe change some I don't know files or some such things?

[WillAsher]

Ravener nods to the Cherie and speaks up, "I can do digital recon and see about adding access if we need it.  Get a list of Docs, Interns, Nurses and such.  I should be able to get at least basic floorplans and try to get his room location.  Depending on how tight their security is I can try adding an intern doctor to their list.  I don't have the gear to make you a badge, but if you can act it and back it up with an ID that is in their system it might not be too much of an issue.  I can go in, or run overwatch from outside.  My infiltration skills are ok, and I can do a bit of disguise.  We should definitely look at uniforms first though."

He looks to Whiskey and remarks, "I can try and hack the medical equipment to have it display a heart attack or some such drek, although I would need you to tell me what that looks like on the screen.  Might be easier to do that if I go in though.  We might also want to consider any Knight Errant security on him specifically, and what they will do when he 'dies' or gets taken off as contagious."

[0zee]

Redline blinked with muted irritation at the pixie's mention of a body count before her form relaxed. She offered a simple nod, reiterating, "Naturally. Preference is to incapacitate instead of kill. Maybe you prefer 'point of ambush to cause temporary incapacitation to 'killzone.'"

The oni listened to each of the other runners' commentary and proposals in turn, listening with attentive but quiet vigor. After a few minutes she'd push an ARO to the center of the room. As she spoke, a series of bullet points blipped into view.

"Here's what we have - stop me if I'm wrong," a giant number 1 appeared.

"First, we prep. Ravener looks into the facility's layout, staff, ins and outs. Cherie sees her contact about a substance which causes death-like symptoms. Whiskey thinks through a plausible medical condition reflected by the substance's symptoms and familiarizes herself with all the data our decker gets."

She glanced at the keys provided by Ms. Johnson, apparently for their red and white ride. "I'll ensure our vehicle is at 100% to extract the cargo, in a hurry most likely." She gave the other oni a sidelong glance, not trusting, not overtly hostile.

"Kai-san will do anything necessary to prepare for the possibility of the run going loud." She gave him a slight nod, her silence differing anything further to him.

A number two appeared before the oni, shortened lists of activities trailing below it.

"Once we're set to go, we'll check in one last time. Confirm that the plan is still good, adjust it if it isn't, and report any new info. That's when we commit a time to the op."

A three followed. "Then we do it. Raiden and Whiskey enter the facility, get to our target and administer the substance Cherie will get us. Convince any security detail the target needs to be moved, and get him out."

"Ravener will manipulate systems as necessary remotely. Kai-san and myself will cover the extraction spot and be ready to assist the face team if things go bad."

The oni nodded at the pixie. "Cherie can be a mobile element; if the team inside needs help or something stumbles into the overwatch team, she's there."

A final, bold four floated into view. "The face team brings our cargo to the extraction point, overwatch takes out any troublesome security quietly - and preferably not mortally - face team loads the cargo into our ride and I drive you out remotely."

The four shifted to a smaller font to make space for each of the other phases of the run to show next to it, summarizing the entire run with a few bullet points.

"Suggestions, criticisms?" She took a shallow breath, cybereyes flickering around the room.

[VegasRigged]

Neither responded Raiden approvingly. Having Cherie in a mobile support role is especially useful, just make sure your backing our plays and not making your own, don't want to get caught flat footed while I'm trying to play it cool. Otherwise let's close our tabs and hit the road

Raiden quickly did so, slotting the cred into his link and paying for his drink remotely before standing and straightening his suit in a 'ready to go' kind of way.

[WillAsher]

"Wiz.  Before I make my run on the Host I need ID pictures and fake names for the two of you.  I will see if I can get the system to generate 'replacement' IDs too.  I assume you can handle scrubs or uniforms."  Ravener says, nodding to Raiden and Whiskey. 

"Here is a basic map and list of resident docs I pulled off the public host.  Interns are stored on the private host, so I will add you to that when I run it.  Looks like they have a lot of them, so it shouldn't be too hard to sell being new interns.  Knight Errant runs their security."  He flicks a number of AROs with floorplans and lists of resident doctors to each person. 

Stepping towards the door he asks, "Anyone need a ride to the ambulance?  I have my truck nearby.  I figure to make my initial run somewhere on the way, just in case their security is better than it looks."  While waiting for a reply, Ravener's jacket and mask light up with a number of retro music vids that flash to the sound of unified beat.

[0zee]

Redline gave a slight tilt of her head at Raiden's comment, opting to not respond verbally. She checked with Ravener to copy the facility's floor plan, mind already considering entrances to cover, windows to line up, distances and varying light gradients. The first thing she'd do once she got back home would be to pour over images and ARO models of the facility and its surrounding buildings, familiarizing herself with the area until she could confidently select several different overwatch spots.

That would come later though. Redline perked up at Ravener's mention of the ambulance. "I'll come with. I'll give the ambulance a top-to-bottom and make sure it's rigger-compatible."

When Ravener was ready to leave and the other runners had said their respective pieces, Redline would grab her tool kit from her Gopher's cab before riding along with him to the ambulance.

[Forrest]

Cherie pulls out her meta link, starting to turn it back on,and as she is taking a lot longer to get it up and running than most of the group, she mentions, "I'm guessing that all those gestures you were making have something to do with putting up, what're they called? "spears?"  Of course I don't really know what all you were showing, and unless someone can show me how to make those"spears" show up on this tiny little screen, I won't be able to review any of the plans.  These things literally make me want to vomit."
When it's obvious that her call has gone through, she plugs in the ear plug and subvocal mic and says "Hank you adorable sweetheart, I need a favor.  I need something that I can give to a patient to make it look a if they have died and pass at least a cursory inspection, but won't do any lasting harm.  Maybe something that will make me bleed from their eyeballs.  Also, what can you tell me about the doctors at this hospital, particularly, do you know someone who is" looking over at the face and medic,  "about so and so tall, and such and such complexion? And what about a dwarve who is about so and so tall, and such and such complexion?"

[Jayde Moon]

@ Cherie

Hank replies to the request, Uh... drugs that do what?  I don't have anything like that.  Mostly just painkillers and antibiotics.  Stuff to heal folks up, not do weird stuff with them.

[WWind]

Whiskey gives a brief shrug, pulling up a few less gruesome looking conditions and the wanted heart attack pics, shooting them over to Ravener and then out for the rest to pick up.  "Any of these will do fine.  A few oozing spots, looking a bit blue ... generally keeps people at bay.  If it comes to it, I can disappear him quick enough to get us out of the line of sight." 

She gives a nod towards Raiden.  "A body on a stretcher would give us good enough reason to be parked close.  Easy enough to find one and slap some dead electrodes on 'em and it'll pass."

She clears her throat a moment, then continues.  "Medoc will work for a name.  Here's a pic of me in my scrubs."  She shoots an ID ready photo to Ravener. "It's not the first time I've used it, it's a fairly generic name."

She gives a look around. "Anything else?  No.  Let me know when we're ready to roll."  With another nod she saunters towards the door, hands shoved into her pockets to hide the very slightest of trembles that was starting

[Shaihulude]

After he left the club, Jujin immediately transfers 3k toward his monthly payment. He then takes a cab home.

[WillAsher]

"Cherie, if you need a ride you can come with me.  I should be able to help you set up your comlink too if you want." Ravener comments as he heads out to his truck.  After verifying that everyone who wanted to ride with him is there, he heads towards the ambulance location.  About three miles away from it, he pulls off the road near the closest Stuffer Shack.

After the truck is parked he nods his head along to the music before telling the others in the truck, "Going in to get the IDs settled out and the data we need.  If my ears start smoking or I pass out, set the GridGuide to auto.  I already put in the meet location."  Setting his head back against the headrest he seems to zone out.