[Volker]

bnc starts to snap back some bity answer but then decides that he might actually be right and she might actually be an idiot. Still, she at least casts a gloomy look at nothing in particular, before she swallows her defiance and moves on in the job. So, what she replies is:
<@Torrent <It's a separee downstairs. There is no reason to assume that it is anything you would find unpleasant. If you have to make sure, however, well, you've paid for it. Why not enjoy it? Or, if you really are suspecting anything, I can try and rape that host. Thing is, it's damn tough and if I hit the wrong button, they are likely to send someone Krestov-size to bring us in a new shape.>>
Yuk! What pleasure can anyone ever find in doing a girl who doesn't even want him to screw her? Pervs...

Trying to blend in as best as a 19 year old teenage punk who didn't pay can blend into a brothel, she enters the building along with Torrent and Slobbertooth. As soon as they are past, she whispers: I guess you really should go there. If she is his "surprise package" that is still active, it might be that they already made acquaintance in the past. Maybe you can find out anything if you are with her. Just don't forget about the talking part, da?

If no-one objects, the three of them take the elevator and move to the assigned room.

[Jack_Spade]

When the elevator reached the upper floor a discreet ARO appeared in Torrents field of view. It directed them south along the nondescript corridor to Zimmer 14. The whole atmosphere was here much more like a normal hotel. Even the AR decorations were now just bland and nondescript. The door to room #14 was locked and needed a four to five digit code to be entered into a keypad.
A critical inspection revealed, that the casing was probably a class 2 with anti-tamper measures. It was utterly silent here.

A quick peek into the matrix showed that no wireless cameras where active on this level, but a few sensor tags acted as smoke detectors.
Beyond the door there seemed to be a whole sensor bank active, slaved to the host. A quick lookup of the model told bnc that it was equipped with infra red, ultrasound and millimeter wave scanners.

Just at this moment Krestov's message reached bnc.

[Volker]

bnc whistles. "Boys. This room is secure. They are more scanners and sensors inside this room than in a typical Hollywood studio. What do you think? Is it worth taking a closer digital look before going in? This smells utterly.

Krestov, good boy.
<@team <Sounds good, big 'un! You're the man. It'll take us a couple more minutes, we only just arrived inside. I guess we can leave here in about 30 minutes or so, difficult to tell. As to the location ... well, I'll prefer some place where they do muesli!

[Sabato Kuroi]

"I can disable the lock but the sensors require your kind of magic."

Torrent moves near the door and activates his motion sense.He knew Slobber was ever watchful and a quick draw so there was no need to warn him.


Motion Sense (Magic+Perception): 12d6t5 9 Limit [6]

Assuming I feel no movement inside , I'll pick the lock

Locksmith (Anti Tamper) [Limit 6]: 10d6t5 2 ....Just enough right?
If the threshold is RatingX2 I'll use some Edge (can't quite remember the rule right now and my books are at home)

Locksmith (Lock) [Limit 6]: 10d6t5 4

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth turned his back on Torrent as he picked the lock, watching the teams back as best he could.

[SgtBoomCloud]

A soft chuckle escaped the troll's lips as he shook his head at the tail end of that message, pinching his brow as he thought up his response.

<<Of course.  We do have to get you eating real food at some point, malyutka...we are running out of places that will accept those like Slob and I.  I'll seek one out and await your comm>>

Adjusting his jacket about his shoulders, Krestov returned to his walk, pulling up an ARO map of the area and looking at various restaurants, pulling up their menus to check for malnourished-hacker-human safe foods, staying mobile as he killed the time.

[Jack_Spade]

The case opened without triggering the anti-tamper device. It took Torrent a good minute to find the appropriate connections, but finally the door lock clicked.
bnc registered a sudden activity on the other side an icon had activated and vanished within a millisecond.

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth put a hand to his holstered Ruger, and started backing up towards the door. "I'll go in first. Are we all clear to enter? Locks unlocked, ultrasound, millimeter and infrared sensors knocked out?"

[Volker]

bnc decides to answer Krestov later. Her voice is tense as she says:
"Careful. Something happened."

The girl closes her eyes to blend out real-life impressions (they always made her kind of nervous). Instead, she focusses on the only thing where true means true and false means false: the digital world.

Matrix Perception test to find the vanished icon on the assumption that it runs silent now. I'll swap my configuration to 3465 first, but will reconfigure it to my standard configuration immediately after that.
Perception: 11d6t5 2

Did I interpret it correct that it appeared the moment we opened the door and vanished almost the very same instant?


More importantly: Did Slob (or Torrent) reveal a universal data connector where I can create a direct link to the lock and/or the security system?

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth knocked on the door and then opened it, his right hand resting on the grip of his Ruger Super Warhawk.

"Housecleaning." (Japanese)

[Jack_Spade]

bnc established a direct connection through the open case. A quick look showed nothing but the sensor array in the room, but since she knew that there had to be something, she took a closer look.
<<Do not open the door!>>

The warning came a fraction of a second to late. Slobbertooths Combat Sense gave him just enough warning that he could throw himself aside before a hail of flechette tore through the opening.


Perception check for Slobber:
Perception test: 14d6t5 1
Not much, but enough to get a defense test.

A custom rig with six shotgun shells going of simultaneously:

It's a trap:
Attack test: 6d6t5 4 Wide spread
13 Dmg AP +4 -10 to dodge

Dodge: 3d6t5 2

15 P vs. 25 soak (downgraded to S)
Do you want to spend Edge?

[SquirrelDude]

"Aw... frag." (Orzet)

There was a loud blast as Slobbertooth's armor and helmet were shredded by the flechette, and he was thrown backwards by the and back into the wall behind him. He was silent for a second. Slobbertooth was sure it felt like an eternity to his teammates.

Slobbertooth groaned, and slowly picked himself up off the ground, grimacing and hold in his gut. He walked over to bnc, and put a hand on the petite girl's head. "That's why I go first."

Soak booby trap: 26d6t5 7 7 Damage absorbed. Slobbertooth takes 7S damage, 7/10 stun boxes filled. -3 Penalty to actions.

[Jack_Spade]

The "surprise package" was exactly that: A heavy base plate with a fixed tripod and an actuator that moved a block of steel with six holes that still smoked.
The shots had been loud, but the walls were build to absorb sound and prevent it from traveling to the neighboring rooms.

Still, it would not take long until some bouncers or security guys came here to see what was going on.

A look into the room confirmed three things:
- A male single lived here
- He had a serious collection of basic military hardware
- He had a weakness for yellow rubber ducks.

Smelly, worn clothing lay strewn across the room. It was hard to discern but the arrangement was probably due to the owners habits and not because of an enthusiastic search. In contrast, a sleak looking SMG lay in a small carrying case, propped open and proudly displaying HK Urban Combat on the front. In the case was also a suppressor and three sealed magazines of APDS ammo.
A Cavalier Arms Crockett EBR sniper rifle leaned in the corner of the room.
A neatly folded chameleon suit as well as a armor jacket + helmet completed the arsenal.
A half open box contained small plastic containers labled with pharmaceutical stickers.

Not fitting into this picture was the collection of small yellow rubber ducks that adorned various surfaces in the room and who had their origin from a lazily discarded oem-package under the broad bed.

The small adjacent bathroom contained some basic hygiene products, but was empty otherwise. A small black book lay neatly on the small table beside the door next to a commlink charging station.

[Volker]

bnc suppresses a shriek as her companion gets thrown across the corridor. When he rises, anger wins over worry. "Goddammit, Slob! Can't you fucking wait until I do my work before you get yourself killed?" Scheiße

Scowling, she lets Torrent and Slobbertooth decide what to do with the military gear. She takes the black book, casts a short look at it and then fits it under her armpit. If the commlink charging station is not empty, the contained commlink vanishes in one of her pockets for later inspection. Either way, she checks whether there is any data stored on the charging station. In the unsurprising event that this attempts appear to be futile, she at least moodily takes a rubber duck.

[Sabato Kuroi]

"In the end ,   all the paranoid surprise packages  in the world couldn't save mr Spice .Still, gotta admit, that was a neat  trick. Slob, you took  one for the team, but these shiny  guns must seem like candy to you, right?We should pack the equipment while bnc has her fun with that box"

Search the room :  Perception: 10d6t5 4