[Volker]

"Woh, woh, woh, boys, easy... We were all pulling that thing off together.
Speaking of - what the fuck just happened? Did I miss a bomb or something?"

[SgtBoomCloud]

Krestov remained silent, again.  Not another word was spoken as the team piled into the van, the mission at hand completed.  Helmet off, he sat in the back as he was reprimanded for his actions.  As the finger was pointed at his face, his blue cyber eyes stared blankly at him, his expression hard set but neutral.  He may not even have been listening, until...

"...Understand"

Turning away, he made recognition of the house blowing up, sniffing the air and otherwise retreating to his own world. 

[Volker]

bnc makes a sad face as her distraction appears to be futile. She then tries another way, a more hearty one.
She leans on Krestov's shoulder, takes his hand, and smugs her head against his arm.

[SgtBoomCloud]

"Hm?"

Krestov broke away from his reverie upon feeling the small figure of the team decker at his side, looking down and keeping his arm still.  He took a moment to process the gesture.  Subtly, his fingers would give a gentle squeeze before he straightened up, nodding his head towards the still fuming Slobbertooth.

"Krestov not in way second time.  Slobbertooth handle Slobbertooth business, Krestov here as moving wall.  Will not be issue again"

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth's face softened, and he let out a heavy sigh. "I know you will, Special K, I know you will."

"It's been a long day, I can barely stand up, and I'm usually not up this early. I probably need a nap."

[Jack_Spade]

The team returned home for R&R.
The news showed some pictures of the burning house. For some reason not KE but Lonestar had arrived and an official spokesman declared the fire to be a result of a gas leak and some improperly stored lawnmower fuel. The fire had been so intense that even the stainless steel appliances had turned to slag. The owners where presumed dead although no body had been found so far.

Time to plan the next steps.

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth slept for a couple of hours to get the stunbolt out of his system, and to decompress from the emotional strain of confronting the people who had killed his parents. If it hadn't been for the team, he'd be dead now. It was another reminder how far Slobbertooth and the rest of the team had to climb.

After a rest and a cup of soykaf, Josiah nested in the living room with Li, looking through the Eliza Thorin files on the home's host in AR. He kept multiple open, trying to cross reference them for any interesting bits of information. He figured bnc had already looked through them, but wanted to aply his own hand to them as well.

"If any of you see something interesting, please point it out."

[Volker]

Back home, bnc cares for everybody's injuries, gets herself a strong drink and passes out until the next morning.

Well, noon. When she finally gets up after this strenuous day, bnc doesn't even care to dress before she walks into the living room, where her comrade sits. Still in her underwear, she grabs her favourite blanket (it's sooo soft!), wraps it around her skinny body and sits next to Slob. "How are you doing, Josiah. Do you feel better now? Woden's eye is shut forever now."
It sounds a bit more caring then her usual self, but it still sounds a lot like bnc. She has never received pity, and never wanted it. She guessed it was the same with Slobbertooth.

@players: Anybody injured? I'll roll any First Aid rools.

@Jack: Have you give the data to us already?

[SquirrelDude]

Slobbertooth acknowledges bnc by shifting over on the couch to make sure she has some room. "He shot my father with a gun in his hand, not the magic in his eye."

He held up the magical crystal bobble they had taken from Woden. "What the frag are were even going to do with this thing? Torrent and I aren't even groggy, we're just Phys Ads." He quickly lost interest in it and lackadaisically tossed it over to bnc.

Slobbertooth was sitting at 1/10 stun boxes left, and Krestov and Torrent probably took some stun damage. He's got the quick-healer trait to give +2 dice on healing attempts by or on him.

[Volker]

bnc makes herself comfortable. "Fair enough. You had your chance to chop it off. Why didn't you do it? K?"
She sighs. "He has a way of persuading people to restrain from the silliest thing. Still, I think you had the right to do it."

She catches Woden's artificial eye and weighs it in her hand. "What're we supposed to do with it? It's worth an arse full of diamonds, silly. Either we keep it, in case you still want a mage to move in, or we sell it and buy, I dunno, the anthrodrone I was so longing for." She smiles, than runs her hand through Slob's hair. "Well get her. The one who truly is responsible for it, sempai. I found Woden for you. I will find Eliza for you, too."

I don't think it's worth rolling for stun damage. We're not going anywhere today, so the damage should be healed.

I edited the post after I was made aware of a mistake by my flatmate.

[Sabato Kuroi]

Torrent went to the fridge and grabbed a soy protein shake. Even though it was artificially flavored it still tasted like plain ol' soy.

He then joined the others.

He had no words of comfort or encouragement for Slobbertooth. He never had a family to love or hate.

"If Mrs. Thorin knows about Woden's failure, we will have to take the initiative. Can we afford to wait until the party?"

[Volker]

"She is bound to have heard it on the news and draw conclusions. I think it is even wiser to wait: She will expect a strike now. Better wait till she grows careless."

[SquirrelDude]

Li put her head in Slobbertooth lap, and he scratched her ears while he listened to the team talk about when to move.

"Torrent, assuming that the party is the best day to go, how would you recommend we try to infiltrate? How do you think we should try to infiltrate our weapons?"

[Sabato Kuroi]

"This is going to be a pretty big party, right? Lots of rich mouths to feed and weird tastes to satisfy. They'll have to hire an outside catering service. We  have to find which one and switch places with at least one employee. As for our weapons, there are  many variables which are unknown to us at this moment. Τhere are a couple of options though ....garbage bins for example. But if the Thorins' own  staff is enough , and they don't hire extra servants or security for the party, then we'll have to try something harder : go in as guests."

[Volker]

"I think I'm not bad in disguising and I don't need any weapons, so I think it should be relatively easy for me to get in in comparison to you guys. Also, I'm a girl."
She winks.

"I guess I should dig a bit deeper into Thorin's surrounding. If I find out who organizes the thing - his secretary, his wife, he himself - I might find a way to access whatever commlink has stored infos like a guest list, what he plans in terms of catering, and so on."

Matrix search: 13d6t5 4
There were no hits in the last 7 dice, so with the -2 penalty for Obscure and another -2 penalty for On another grid, it would still be 4 hits. Since this kind of information is, I guess, Limited Interest or Not Publicisized, but not yet Hidden or Actively Hunted and Erased, I should find what I need.

Also, how many days are there still left?