[joe15552]

When they arrive at CW's, Yani notifies Whisper that they are at CW's to rest and stash equipment. He will be up for the next 6 hours if he needs anything.

When Yani wakes up in the morning at CW's house, he separates his equipment like so:
At CW's house, Yani leaves his Medkit supplies, satellite link, tag eraser, Keycard Copier Rating 6, Maglock Passkey Rating 5, Sequencer Rating 5, Cellular Glove Molder Rating 3, and 14 APDS rounds.

On his person, Yani is wearing everything else. His street clothes are over his bodysuit, and the hood on the body suit is pulled down so it is not covering his head. His Manhunter is loaded with 16 rounds of APDS, and hidden under the right sleeve of his shirt. On his back, he is wearing a backpack with his Medkit Rating 6 inside.

[Uncle Vabka]

*Upon entering CW's place* fuck me! not even room to swing a halfer in here! Appreciate you letting us catch some sack time at your squat CW, but jesus man... we need a proper base. You guys wanna hit up Good Time or you want me to make a call?

[Sludig]

Bat'Oni looks around, "Don't be rude Vabka, this is only temporary, and likely at expense to CW.  If you will excuse me, I am going to take a shower."

[Uncle Vabka]

Well, I won't even fit in the shower here!

*dials up Mariya*

Sorry to bother you again gorgeous, but my colleagues and I are in serious need of a place to stay. Got crash space tonight but it not gonna work long term.. Good Time said he would look into a safehouse for us, any way you can make that happen quicker? Or have any suggestions of your own as to where a devastatingly handsome trog like me can lay his weary horns?

[Sentinemodo]

*Upon entering CW's place* fuck me! not even room to swing a halfer in here! Appreciate you letting us catch some sack time at your squat CW, but jesus man... we need a proper base. You guys wanna hit up Good Time or you want me to make a call?

That's second time my friend. First you call me Dandelion Eater, now you express your dissatisfaction when I offered you my own bed and appartment so you could sleep under the roof with all that artillery.
I've offered you a place to sleep securely and comfortably at the Wall for a mere 250 NY, which offer you've apparently dismissed, I've offered you place to stash you gear so you could sleep comfortably in hotel. which offer you've dismissed as well. Had I been you I'd arrange a safehouse prior to coming.
 
It is a common courtesy to accept what you're given if you're unwilling to make expense on your own. It is not so common hospitality to offer people I see for the first time in my life what I think is the best including place in my own house nevermind the costs.

Please don't 'fuck me' anymore in my house, or the next time I'd need to be polite, I'll be sure to choose couple of Manhunter rounds instead, and be spared the trouble.

And it is Uncle Good Advice not Good Time goddamit.

[Uncle Vabka]

*grins hugely*

Good on you! Elfboy with balls as big as a trolls! Meant no disrespect personally term, so dont take it as such. If you do take it personally, best deal without threats... likely to use my sense of humour and sunny disposition... Anyhow, point taken, thanks for the crash space, and dont mind me if I take up half the fucking floor when I stretch out... much appreciated and all that...

[Sludig]

Bat'Oni will take a shower, and find a place to sleep, after the shower she seems to be in much better spirits after taking one.

[Kot]

The Dragon is one of the more fancy restaurants on Długa Street - the center of the Old Town. Once it was the most important place in the whole town, and now it is covered by a huge dome that protects the buildings from smog, acid rain, and other modern weather pleasantries. When you enter it, there is a security checkpoint, but no scanners, or other measures you've expected. That's probably because the whole sector is packed with tourists, travelers, and other colorful people. The crowd is metahuman-heavy, with street performers - jugglers, musicians, minor tricksters, portraitists - sticking out of it everywhere with their fancy arrows. Most of the buildings were converted into shops and malls, but only up to the second floor. And the facades look outright ancient for you - some of them are over half a millenium old, and their arrows state the age clearly, attacking you with history, names and dates as you pass... Even the holo-sky below the dome is littered by both ads and media screens, attacking every available sense...

This area is a -2 spam zone, and even if you enter any of the buildings, the spam leaks in, lowered to -1 level, but still present.

You follow CW, who finds you a way through the crowd, with the help of Vabka's huge and intimidating figure. After about five minutes you finally arrive - and it wasn't more than half a click through the crowd. The Dragon is an old-styled restaurant taking the whole floor and basement of the tenement house. It has a metal signboard of a dragon, and a simple AR window, that let's you sample the menu. The thing that is unusual are two heavily built trolls at the sides of the entrance. They stand like statues, dressed in fine - but obviously ballistic-resistant - fabric suits, with stylish ties, and hard to notice gun holsters. They do not move, but you see clearly that any attempt of entering the restaurant would end badly... It's 13:22, and Teatime is probably inside already, waiting...

[joe15552]

Yani takes in the spam with open senses, enjoying the over-stimulation that has become his life in big cities. While it does have it's drawbacks, the spam has a comforting, sentimental affect on Yani. The number of metahumans he sees in the streets relaxes him a little. Humanis may have a foothold here, but they don't seem to be the governing force in this area of the populace. He pays special attention to any elven street performers, hoping to find some semblance of the ancient culture or perhaps a song written in Sperethiel.

As the group approaches the restaurant, Yani begins to focus on work. The trolls at the door are a problem only if Teatime has not arranged for them to let us in. Just in case, Yani accesses the restaurant's public node to let the restaurant know that Teatime's guests have arrived. Hopefully he is not using some alternate alias or some such...

Yani also scans the restaurant's public node for access to automatic weapon defense systems or secured nodes. Sure, it's just a restaurant, but it's a foreign restaurant to Yani. He is not sure what kind of security measures are required to maintain a high-profile in this city.

[Teyl_Iliar]

Whisper looks at the door men and turns to CW and Oni,"something tells me aren't expected."

[Sentinemodo]

I'm calling Teatime.
we've arrived. Sorry for being late, you still at the Dragon?

assuming he is, addressing the closer Troll: We're he here to meet a friend, and we have reservation for the name Teatime. Could you call someone to walk us to him?

[Kot]

The troll snorts, and chokes on laughter. His partner only smiles, showing metal teeth coating.
"Shadowrunner's. Bah. They'll never learn." He shakes his head in disapproval, but still laughs. "Next time, learn the guy's name. This way you can just say whom do you want to meet. You're lucky he's a regular. Go on, George will see to your weapons inside."
The doors open, and you can see a large hall decorated with antique replicas, and a reception desk, behind which you see two naturally beautiful girls - a human lass, and an elf lady. But just by the door awaits you a tall dwarf in an armored suit.
"Welcome to The Dragon. I am George, and i will attend to any weapons you have on you." He bows slightly, showing you the way to a room on the left. The security office is manned by two humans and an orc, all in the same kind of armored suits, and with their weapons stylishly concealed. There is also a bored human woman in her thirties bearing a badge that CW recognizes as Podolski Magical Security insignia - a security company of hermetic mages. None of them has any significant talent, and they don't treat other Awakened nicely. The woman gives both CW and Whisper a nasty look, but does nothing besides that...
The dwarf shows you a set of wall safes, most of them marked by green ARO's signaling that they're empty.
"Please, leave all weapons, both firearms and melee, and all invasive electronics equipment inside. Full discretion guaranteed, they will be available to you with the key you will find inside the safe. The company policy is no weapons at all, but we make an exception for guests who cannot part with theirs." He turns to Vabka and bows lightly again. "So i would be grateful if you keep your blades sheathed at all times, sir."
He acts with respect, and as far as all of you can tell, it's not faked. Even the security personnel looks at you with a degree of respect... and envy. Maybe being Shadowrunners that manage to get high enough in the food chain to attend places like this isn't this great. But they don't know it.

[Sentinemodo]

I leave my gun

[joe15552]

Yani slides his Manhunter slowly out of his sleeve holding it carefully by the barrel. He hands the gun to George with a blank expression on his face, while noting the respect that the security personal give to them. He also puts his medkit in a locker.
Yani finds it rather exciting that the restaurant's comm systems are in hidden mode. One must need a reservation or be a worker to access the ordering system, he thinks.

Yani waits to be lead to Teatime while enjoying the buzz of the city.

[Teyl_Iliar]

Whisper gives the scowling woman behind the security glass a sweet smile while returning the respect shown. Then slips out of his backpack, removes his quiver, bow, and all of his Melee weapons placing them in the locker. He takes the key and palms it in his hand, waiting for the others to do the same.