[gilga]

Deckert respons: >> com silence. 2# help 5#. We may have found our guy.

[Mercy Merchant]

Rita speeds through metropolitan London and listens to the light chatter from the team, refraining from making one of her trademark snide comments.  She watches the team icons on her HUD as she closes in on #9's position. 

[Jayde Moon]

Don't know how he expects a decker to work under 'comms silence', Mirriam thinks as she ignores the order to send a message directly to Outlaw.

#2: After Cerberus, a few other shady things started happening, related but not directly, I think.  Ares and KE might have a line on our positions, a bunch of us have suddenly bolted to squirrely places doing... odd things, I don't know.  Anyway, then #9 notes he's being tailed and ALSO sees our target.  So I've gone in and marked our boy and I'm pretty sure I've got no marks on me... but I need some backup here Matrix side if you can manage it.  Maybe find out who our boys targeting #9 are?  Also a set of eyes for any snooping personas, watch for MARKs on me... me on you... that sort of deal.

[Triskavanski]

Outlaw also wondered how she was suppose to do anything with this comm silence order. Especially since no cords are given to her, no sorts of information. She shakes her head in the virtual world, comm silence works only when everyone was on the same level, and had a clear set of instructions to carry out. Just shouting comm silence was just as bad, if not worse, than having others hack into their gear.

<<Agent: Continue running anti-mark checks on me, my pan, and silent running icons.>>

It wasn't a smart program, but it could at least handle a preprogrammed set of instructions, where it would spend its first IP looking marks on her. Then its second to look for marks on her pan. And then the third for new silent running icons, specifically looking for silent running guns or silent running decks.

Within the matrix Outlaw floated looking for #9's matrix icon and seeing what she could find around. it. "I'm here now, "

With her amazing skills at driving and diving, she was still easily going through the streets

[Jack_Spade]

Tungsten yawned. Cyber warfare wasn't his forte and now that the monotony had been broken for a short time he had trouble to find back into his rhythm. He yearned for some action - even if that action contained a visit to some of the most vicious mercenaries in Europe.

[Mercy Merchant]

Rita takes advantage of the center-line driving that is legal here and cruises past lots of cars and lories at intersections.  She grins to herself as she comes up on and passes car 1, resisting the urge to wave. She can tell from her display that she is gaining on #9 and #1.  She has received no instructions other than to support #9 so will hold back a bit if she gets close.  When his dot is only a couple of blocks away she sends a message.  >>#1, #9.  Closing in on your positions.  What is my play here, love?<<

[saithor]

>>#4, this is #9. How should I know, #1 is keeping things very close to his chest. Right now I'm just following him and resisting the urge to open up on my tail with my HK.

As he tailed Blumvkist Jeff decided to call his contact about the KE.

>>Hey it's Jeff Omae. Sorry, but I won't be able to make the meeting after all. My idiot cousin of mine pissed off a local gang, and he asked me to guard his apartment in case they decide to attack him. He's my favorite aunt's cousin, and I really don't want to tell her that I let her son die. See you around.

[gilga]

>>4#  just discreetly tail him sugar. Don't form eye contact with me or 9#. We use the eye in the sky to give us some space. Also no talking unless you have something really... important to say.

Or hot, or funny or sassy thought Deckert.  He kept his distance, close enough to rush speeding in in case they decide to make a grab but far enough not to make the tail obvious. He avoided direct eye contact, and settled for drone feeds, that he shared with Rita if she has image link.

[Nevyn]

As he tailed Blumvkist Jeff decided to call his contact about the KE.

>>Hey it's Jeff Omae. Sorry, but I won't be able to make the meeting after all. My idiot cousin of mine pissed off a local gang, and he asked me to guard his apartment in case they decide to attack him. He's my favorite aunt's cousin, and I really don't want to tell her that I let her son die. See you around.

There is, quite literally, dead air on that comms

[Mercy Merchant]

Rita breathes hard and makes a decision.  She opens a team comm channel.  >>Team #4.  Got a lot to say in a short time.  Please listen.  I have been fragging blown.  Just took a bloody call from some wanker saying he is with the Azzies.  He knows my life story.  He knows who we are tailing.  He told me that he has friends that have plans for the guy.  Made an offer to buy me and I accepted.  By now it is likely that he knows I was lying.  He promised a messy death if I said no, so it might be that none of you see #4 again.  Now some of you lot are just drek, but you are the only family I have had since I was six.  I can't just wipe that off to try to save myself.  Whoever is on comms watch right now should be sweeping because they may have the channel.  #9 contact me on my burner and let me know how you want me to play this out.  I could be a liability if they can track me.  I do not know how deep into my ware they are, but it might be enough.  I am still yours if you want, but will understand if you cut your losses now.  We all know how this is going to end, so bless you if I never said it, and may we all see each other in hell when it is over for us.  This is Rita signing off this channel for now.  I hope that you guys get these fragging wankers.<<

[gilga]

>>#4, 9# we are grabbing the mark. Get ready, non lethal ammo on the mark, the rest feel free to do as you want.

He scanned the maps for a possible ambush point and shared it with 9# and 4#..
He texts
>> come on 4# don't be over dramatic, your cheeks just got their color back. I'll get you out of it alive or die trying. Keep your cool down.

Deckert had a new plan getting in the back of his hand, grab MB then get off grid with him, hiding him even from their Johnson. When they have MB they'll make the rules - the original plan was not going to work, like ever dragons int he matrix people calling their guys, all the red flags were raised, whomever has MB will make the rules on this gig and if they won't pay... he'll figure out who want to buy MB - he got to be hot merchandise. Maybe these people that recruited Rita would buy him. . He'll figure it up once they have MB in their possession.

[Mercy Merchant]

Rita laughs.  >>#9 Roger.  I just passed the fragging car 1.  Not much non-lethal on me so can work on the guards.  Send coordinates for the site.<<

[gilga]

He had an idea, the two others will open fire, a lot of fire. Deckert will approach them and try to seduce MB to 'escape' with him on his bike. Saying that it does not look very good, he can even fire from Rita's bike - but he is not going to tell them about this... the only privacy he has in this mission is inside his own mind. He felt the adrenaline surging - as they reached their positions.

[Jack_Spade]

Isaint received a message and cursed. After composing a reply he opened a channel to #1
<<We have a problem. They moved the meeting to close about now. If I had to guess I'd say this is no coincidence. I need a ride asap to South London. I'll have to leave out the donuts, but maybe you could still provide me with the filling somehow. I've got the feeling, that we should prevent a successful negotiation at all costs>>

[Nevyn]

Rita laughs.  >>#9 Roger.  I just passed the fragging car 1.  Not much non-lethal on me so can work on the guards.  Send coordinates for the site.<<

You see that the woman in the back of the car is stroking a good sized SMG as you drive by. She sort of looks at you, does a double take and then holds her thumb and finger like an old fashioned phone and smiles mockingly. She is seriously laughing as you pull by... It sort of pulls at you.