[Jack_Spade]

Yes, there is. It's what keeps the guards attention so concentrated inside.

Currently it's turned to a pretty exciting urban brawl game but with muted sound

[Sabato Kuroi]

@bnc: <<You're the tech wizard.Brick the damned thing if you have to.I just want you to buy me a couple of seconds.>>

[Volker]

"Roger, boss. Count to three!"

bnc dives fully into the host, assuming an indistinct icon which blends in as chocolate chips blend into cookies. She approaches the little iconographic trid station and says:
"One"
She then generates a gew chunks of code, a kind of small proxy, that imitates a legitimate server within the host and registers the icon to it, leaving a small smiling mask attached to the icon.
"Two"
Then she gives the command to turn on the sound.
Well, two-and-a-half, damn
And gives it again, finally turning on the goddamn thing and hoping to catch their interest long enough.

Hacking on the Fly: 17d6t5 6
Opposed roll: 8d6t5 1
Control Device: 11d6t5 4
Opposed roll: 8d6t5 4
Control Device: 11d6t5 3
Opposed roll: 8d6t5 2

[Jack_Spade]

... AND SHE STRIKES, KAWAJIMA IS DOWN!

The sound exploded out of the trid and made the guard fall backwards from his chair.

[Sabato Kuroi]

OK, here goes nothing
    enhance agility: 7d6t5 0 

Locksmith (limit 6): 10d6t5 5

If I didn't surprise the guard , plz roll initiative for me as well
Nerve strike (limit 6) , target reaction: 15d6t5 3

shitty enhance agiliy and shitty nerve strike...oh well, time to use some edge

Edge (second chance): 12d6t5 3

6 hits total

[Jack_Spade]

The guards surprised face froze as Torrent entered in a swift move and paralyzed him completely.
For at least an hour this guy would be unable to do anything.

[Sabato Kuroi]

"The guard is down.Time to move!"

@bnc: << Thanks, kiddo>>

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth opened the door to the back of the van, piled out with bnc, and radiod Krestov "Alright, give us a sec big guy and we'll be in position."

[SgtBoomCloud]

During the very clever distraction and taking out of the hut guard, Kredtov had been calmly walking, approaching the entrance.  In fact, just as Torrent took the guard out with his tricky fingers, the big troll had passed in front of the window.  Nodding to the elf, he kept going, listening to Slob's voice.

"Understood, approaching front door.  Signal when want me to enter.  Knock or ring bell?"

[Volker]

<@Torrent <Well. Thank you for taking out the guard, I guess? Never knew runners were such polite folk.>>

Again, apologies for bnc. I designed her that way doesn't mean I approve. ;-)

bnc uses the time to get another mark or two on the host. She walks into the guard's hut and plugs herself in.

Hacking on the Fly: 17d6t5 3
Hacking on the Fly: 17d6t5 8
Btw, what theme does the host have? She's running silent, as you could guess.
Is there anything interesting in the hut?

[Jack_Spade]

With the direct connection it was no trouble to hack the host.
Inside it looked very much like a mixture of chinese restaurant and a Feng Shui for Dummies guide book. Chinese symbolism met with tacky decorations.
With three marks secured bnc had time to look around and load up a map of the place.



Curiously upstairs and the cellar maps were not available.

Krestov moved towards the front entrance and immediately spotted a smartly dressed Chinese woman behind the reception. Her AR tag identified her as Tina Lee. "Good evening and welcome to Lung Feng's, do you have a reservation? I'm very sorry, but despite the late hour we are still very packed. Maybe you want to wait at the bar until a table becomes available?"

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth watched Krestov's icon move through AR. "You're the director right now, Krestov. Run the show how you'd like."

[Volker]

bnc releases the cam and retreats from the host before the Ice can pinpoint her.

"Do you want me to disable their weapons or some of them? If it comes to a fight, they won't work, but if - for any reason - they should try to fire it earlier, it might give us away. Or, if I fail."

[SgtBoomCloud]

Krestov had a small smirk on his face as he stopped at the front desk, slowly bringing his big hands together, palms pressing as he gave a low bow.  "Good evening.  Am afraid I have no reservation, but you coming highly recommended.   I can wait at bar, thank you."  As he strolled over, he took a glance around...a cursory one, not unlike one would expect a curious visitor.  As he listened to his comrades speak to him, he went to cough, using the cover to respond.

"Torrent and Slob, any other access points?  Front door is open to view.  Place crowded.  Malyutka, right now Krestov wanting eyes on things.  No need disabling, but thinking ping and mark on Krestov AR who has weapons where?"

Sitting down on the bar stool, he felt the furniture creak slightly under his weight as he held his hands in front of him, waiting patiently to be served.

[Volker]

<@Krestov <Roger, Commander>>

bnc creates the usual virtual map for the team, sharing her infos about their respective positions and of those whose PANs contain weapons. She shares this maps with all of her team, awaiting further commands from the more experienced members of the squad.