[WillAsher]

Ravener nods to Redline as they take position and lays out his Crocett EBR sniper rifle with silencer beside him as he blends into the rooftop.  After verifying his position secure and as hidden as possible, he then swaps his wrapper program out for Sneak and lets the beat of the Matrix wash over him.  'In position and ready,' he sends out to the team's comlinks as he sets himself up to enter the host...

[VegasRigged]

Raiden Changes into scrubs and off-brand armored vest. He'd already put a few rounds in the vest, adding to the idea that he'd been shot at.

Whiskey, give him the shot then hold still while I work on your costume.

Whiskey did so, doling out the 'deep sleep' to the Oni and securing him  to the gurney under a plastic cover.

She turned towards Raiden with a somewhat confused expression What about my costu-

Raiden hit her across the face, leaving a hefty bruise and a cut lip.

Without a word she swung back, giving him a bloody nose.

Raiden grinned Now that's more like it. Let's rock and roll!

And he threw open the back doors and pushed the gurney out toward the hospital doors.

[Jayde Moon]

Ravener entered the Host and noted business as usual.  Several Personas moved back and forth, along with Agents, all involved in the day to day administration of the Hospital.

In the land of Meat, Raiden and Whiskey shove through the doors with Jujin on the gurney.  They blast past several surprised nurses and stop just in front of the Emergency area reception desk.

[VegasRigged]

One corpse and two replacement badges, they should be waiting. Raiden said quickly to the clerk receptionist. At this point the ruse was only needed if the receptionist asked questions, and why would he if they were in the system?

[Shaihulude]

Jujin tries to be as still as possible, listening for trouble.

[Jayde Moon]

The clerk looks up at the two Shadowrunners and their gurney.

"Uh, right.  What's your names and ID numbers?"

[VegasRigged]

John Osborn, 6794723, and Brandy Carlyle, 67945... 12? That Right? (Whiskey nods) 12.

Raiden gave the man a polity patient smile, being sure to insinuate with his body language that he wasn't actually very patient, but was being nice because bureaucracy  demanded that they get this done.

[Jayde Moon]

The clerk nods.  Alright, just push through.  You know where the badging office is, one of you should just stop and get the badges and catch up, I guess.

He waves them by.

[VegasRigged]

Thank you Raiden gave whiskey a 'lets go nod and walked away from the desk.

Let's get these badges and take our new friend downstairs.

[0zee]

Redline blinked rapidly as she caught herself. A few moments of held breath and a studious 360 degree search confirmed that her lapse in concentration hadn't let someone get the drop on them; lucky. Lucky and dumb, the oni thought.

The decker was clicking away at his tech, the barrel of his own rifle next to hers passively directed towards the hospital. She'd never worked closely with a decker before and wondered in the back of her head what the protocol was if drek hit the fan in the meat world while he was in-system.

Jack him out? She'd been lucky enough to never feel it before. Still, she'd seen squadmates suffer from dumpshock; "like a hangover if the booze was a truck in your skull," she'd been told. Tap him on the shoulder and politely mention, "We're dead?" Likely defeated the point.

No, if the drek hit the fan - hit the fan hard - she'd do what she did best while safeguarding herself and the closest asset to her: Mr. Decker.

So far, no panicked mentions of that 'one time in Chicago,' over the comms, so good. Redline took a quiet, deep breath before bringing her focus back to the hospital proper, her artificial eyes aiding in watching for anything out of the ordinary in the compound.

Just do your job, she chided herself soundlessly.

[Jayde Moon]

Pushing through the hospital is easy.  At the badging office, they make a quick stop and retrieve the badges before pushing through.  With the badges, they are able to make it past a bored KE security guard before turning down the hall that they know Kingston is in.

They get to his room, which is flanked by two Knight Errant Officers.  As they pull to a stop, one of the officers looks at them.

"Keep moving.  This room is occupied."

[Jayde Moon]

Raiden thinks quickly and flashes a smile.  "Sorry, Chummer, docs said this is the room.  Right?"  He looks over to Whiskey.

Whiskey peers up at the room number and then nods, "Yeah, room 112B, jus' like it says there."

The guard frowns.  "Well, this room is private, so there must be some mistake, I'm gonna call it in--"

Raiden interrupts, his smile fading into a businesslike demeanor, "I get it, Omae, this is your job, but this is our job too.  Far as I'm concerned, we wheel this guy in and get out and on to our next client.  You and your bosses can figure out whether you keep this slab in there or move him again after, null sheen here."

The guard nods, "Right, push him through for now, and I'll get the boss on the line and we'll sort it."

"Whiz," Raiden beams.  "Thanks, Chummer."

Whiskey and Raiden push the gurney with Jujin into the room.  They immediately note Kingston in his bed, tubed up and connected.

Raider calls it in to the team.  "Heads up, we're in with the target, but we've got approximately 10 seconds before this place is an anthill that's just been jackbooted, so prep up."

[WillAsher]

Hearing the guard's comment over the comms, Ravener searches out the guard's comlink and crashes the dialer program. 'I am on slowing the guard's call down.  Hope he likes spam,' Ravener whispers over the comms.  After doing his best to delay the guard, Ravener searches out and connects to Kingston's heart monitor and prepares to upload the 'heart attack'.

[Jayde Moon]

Outside the door, Raiden, Jujin, and Whiskey can hear the Knight Errant Officer begin cursing at his commlink.

Whiskey moves over to Kingston.  "Vitals are steady... we can probably move him without too much trouble.  But if it gets rough, then things could get hairy for him.  What's the play here?"

[VegasRigged]

Stay by the stiff like that's all we're here for.

 Raiden straitens his tie and turns back to the security guards with a tiny flourish.

He steps outside to Is there a problem here guys?

Seeing their less then happy expressions Raiden adopts a look of concern bordering on fear, but carefully tailors his performance to the fear of a man who might get in trouble at work, not even considering fear of bodily harm.

Adding a touch of the mojo he let the forces of personality and magic blend to direct the mans thoughts towards a peaceful and mutually beneficial solution.

Look guys, I dont want any trouble, sure whatever is going on here,  his voice lowers into a more conspiratorial tone we can work something out.