[Ennui]

Looks like him.  Shelly can you get inside to watch what he's doing?

[Mercy Merchant]

Thursday 13 June 2075 0004 Stuffer Shack Seattle


"Absolutely.  I can just send one of my boys flying in right behind him."

The feed on the drone closes in on Corse and follows him into the house.  He puts his keys down on a counter and stretches before going off to the kitchen and grabbing what might be a can of beer from the fridge.  You can hear a soft beat from somewhere in the house.  He stands in the kitchen, looking out of his window and drinking from the can then he shrugs and walks through the house to a door that open on some stairs going down.  At this point, what was a soft rhythmic beat becomes much louder and you can tell that it is loud music playing from below.

Corse heads downstairs and accesses a panel in the wall then putting his eye to a small receptacle while putting his palm against a screen.  The door pops open and he passes between two men carrying SMG on shoulder straps to enter the basement.  The center of the room is set up with a couple of couches and some chairs set up around a large coffee table.  Several men armed like the two at the door rise when he enters the room and nod to him.  One motions the others to sit and says, "Hey, Boss, what's the word on this shipment?"

The drone scans the room at Shelly's direction and you see that the walls are lined with cages and that each cage contains one or more young girls.  The total count is near fifty.  Shelly and Corbin both go pale and Shelly gasps, "Frag.  Lizzie, is this what I think it is?"

[Ennui]

Sonuva bitch.  How did I miss this on my astral recon this morning.  An intense anger rises in me as I flash back to my time spent in such cages.  I whisper more to myself than anything, Oh, I am going to enjoy destroying you, Mr. Corse.  It's a pity you will get to keep your life after this though.

Okay, we can't rush into this.  We can't kill this guy but we are going to dismantle this tout de suite.  Let's keep watching.

[Mercy Merchant]

Thursday 13 June 2075 0010 Stuffer Shack Seattle


Corse nods to the man who had addressed him then takes a walk over to some of the cages.  "These will leave here on Saturday afternoon.  As usual, we take a week off then start recruiting the next batch after that."

He points to a couple of the cages and shrugs.  "I will miss some of them, but there will be others.  And others."  He turns to look at the man, who is likely the senior guard.  "You boys doing alright?"

"Sure, Boss, no problems here.  We'll have 'em all ready for the move to the delivery spot.  You can count on us."

The slaver looks over to where a man appears through a door that had been closed.  You can hear the sound of a toilet flushing as the man rubs his hands and smiles. "Anton, my very good friend.  How are you?"

Corse replies, "I am well, Sabon."  He motions to the ceiling.  "You still got us covered here?  We don't need anything leaking out."

The other man frowns and says, "Anton, that is not like you to doubt.  No one looking will find anything out of the ordinary with the astral here.  Have I ever let you down?"

Corse nods and smiles at the man then at the thugs before moving to leave the basement room.  "Good, then.  I will keep in touch."

He leaves the room and shuts the door behind him before climbing the stairs to the ground floor of the house.  He smiles and looks happy as he heads off to what appears to be a bedroom.

[Ennui]

So we are going to have to hit this shipment.   Get faces of those girls I'll see about getting them ID'd.

@Jessica: Hey I have a paying gig if you guys want some action.  That Corse guy, he's some kinda mobster and he's got a bunch of girls locked up in his basement.  Think you can run the faces on these girls?  See if they are anyone important or anything?  Will probably need them extracted on Saturday. if you are interested.

[Mercy Merchant]

Thursday 13 June 2075 0015 Stuffer Shack Seattle


Shelly nods and starts moving the drone around.  Several of the cells are crowded and it is hard to get a good picture.  From what you can see, there is a wide mix of nationalities represented in the cages, but the majority seem to be Caucasian.  All but six seem to be humans, the others being two Orks and four Elves.  Shelly whispers, "I only had the one drone follow him in and it is now in the basement, which means I have no contact with the man"

>>Lizzie [Jessica]:  Slavers, eh?  I could get on board with that.  You got details on where and when?  I think we should meet.<<

[Ennui]

Saturday afternoon, not sure where.  I want to see who these girls are before we make any solid plans but we can meet up.  Two things to keep in mind whatever the plan.  Corse or whoever this guy is cannot be harmed...much and I cannot be seen.  We have confirmed at least one magically active goon as well and he's fairly powerful he's able to hide an entire basement from the astral.  See if Jezabel can get the location off one of their coms or something.

See if you can find another way inside for another drone...how many did you bring?

[Mercy Merchant]

Thursday 13 June 2075 0016 Stuffer Shack Seattle


>>Lizzie [Jessica]:  Sounds interesting.  I might do this pro bono, but you mentioned a paying gig.  And when/where do you want to meet before we move?  Are you bringing that scary friend of yours?<<

Shelly is looking a bit pale and has a frustrated look on her face.  "Sorry, Lizzie, I only sent one drone in and should have sent two.  I really did not expect this sort of thing.  I have three more and they are roaming the house, looking for an entry point, but he has the place sealed up pretty tight.  I imagine that the house is sound proofed so no one from outside could hear the girls scream for help.  I am still looking, though.  No one is good enough to seal everything and I will get in.  Maybe one of the roof vents.  I am going to jump in, so watch my body, eh?"

As Shelly goes limp in the booth, Corbin puts an affectionate arm about her.  He turns a worried face to you. "So, what is our move, Lizzie?  This is some serious drek.  Do we call the KE guys?"

[Ennui]

No one saw this coming Shelly, don't blame yourself we will do what we can.  I'm going to put the J's on this, and maybe Glinda, to save the girls, but I need more info on Corse for my task., so we have to keep this on the DL.

My understanding was that Jessica was the mage.  I think we may have mixed some of them up.  First I met was Jess, then Jessie.  Jessica was the mage, Jessup and finally Jasmine.  If I've gotten these wrong let me know.

@Jessica:  I can meet wherever, pass the info along to Jezzabel I'd like ID's before we make any concrete plans if that's okay.

@Summer:  Hey checking in on ya, you said you might have some info on that Corse guy by now.  I've got a cred stick with your name on it if you want to pick it up.

Summer is my hacker contact who I'd also engaged to check out Corse.

[Mercy Merchant]

Thursday 13 June 2075 0017 Stuffer Shack Seattle


>>Lizzie [Jessica]:  OK.  Come up with a meet place and time.  I hate going in without some sort of plan and we still have a couple of days for planning, right?  I have sent the load of pic you attached to Jezabel and she is working on them.  I will let you know what she finds.  Should I get some of my guys ready or do you already have some firepower?<<

Shelly is practically comatose and in her own world; one she has told you many times is soooooo much more interesting than the meat world.

>>Lizzie [Summer]:  Hey, getting ready to cash in part of that credstick.  This guy is a piece of work.  And I mean that in the strictest sense.  He is nowhere before three years ago.  Everything public about him is false, a complete fabrication from start to finish.  Not one shred of truth to it.  This is all very artfully done, too.  Very nice work.  What have you got me looking at?<<


So yes.  I had mixed up the Js.  Sorry about that.  Old man disease, I guess.

[Ennui]

@ Jessica:  We are doing the recon now.  I count 6 guys and the mage so far but we may have more intel soon.  You should prep a team and I can probably make Glinda available to you, if you want.  Maybe working with her some might help you get to know her and alleviate some of the tension.  We can plan on a tentative meet at Pulse around 2200 hours tomorrow.  I'll confirm with you once I have more solid info.

@Summer:  Oh yeah this guy seems to be a real piece of work.  I hope you've found some actual information on the guy besides the cover story stuff.  I'm not sure you want to know more than what you do.  We can talk in depth more once I see what you have and if you are interested in further work.

I drum my fingers on the table watching my friends and laying the groundwork for planning the con.  The hit may end up being my way into the Corse's good graces but the con cannot start until the true nature of the subject is known.  The first layer of the onion is peeling back, what delicious fruit will he offer up from the dull packaging in which he was wrapped?

[Mercy Merchant]

Thursday 13 June 2075 0019 Stuffer Shack Seattle


>>Lizzie [Jessica]:  Hey, Jezabel got a few hits off of some facial recog stuff.  So far she has identified four of the women as housewives that have been reported as missing over the past three weeks.  Still working on the others.  2200 tomorrow is OK.  I will do my best to get along with Glinda.<<

>>Lizzie [Summer]:  Nothing on him yet, but I think the info package is corp level stuff.  Good quality, too.  Just not good enough.  It all unravels once you know the thread to pull.  But the real guy is still a mystery.  Back to you later.<<

Corbin watches you tap your fingers.  "Hey, Lizzie, I know you too well.  You always do that finger thing when you are thinking hard.  What is going on?"

[Ennui]

Just looking at the angles and wondering just how far this rabbit hole goes.  I like mysteries and I'm finding so many recently.  I can't keep up with them all.

[Mercy Merchant]

Thursday 13 June 2075 0022 Stuffer Shack Seattle


Suddenly, your 'link squawks at you and you are getting a feed from inside the house.  Corse has apparently gone to bed and is sound asleep.  Laying on the bed next to him is a naked woman with her arms extended above her and handcuffed to the head of the bed.  There is bruising on her sides and her face and it appears that she has been crying.    Corbin whispers.  "Fragging drek, Lizzie.  You seeing this?  This guy has got to die."

>>Lizzie [Shelly]:  Hey, I got this when I got inside.  Sort of glad I was not there to see all of what I am sure happened to this woman.  Hey, I think I know her.  Some staffer for the Mayor or something like that.  Check the back press stories from a couple of months ago.  Simmons......no, but something like that.<<

[Ennui]

@Shelly and Corbin:  See loves, this is a real monster.  This man chooses to be what he is.  We can't kill him unfortunately, but that just means we have to be creative when we come up with his punishment.

We are probably done here for now.  Can you two keep track of the goings on here?  Shelly you can get some rest while Corbin watches and then he can wake you when Alvin or Anton or whoever this guy is wakes up so you can track him through the day?