[Imladir]

[Noëmie "Nyx" d'Orville - January 13^th, 2076 - Pixie Farm, Seattle]

Noëmie snorts "Alright." After a second, she asks "I don't believe all you want to be is security. Surely, you have bigger plans than that?"

[gilga]

Todd answered "I have no such ambitions, I dedicated my life to be a soldier and I go where my unit go. I do not know if you can understand, but a family is not something that a better job can give you. "

[Imladir]

[Noëmie "Nyx" d'Orville - January 13^th, 2076 - Pixie Farm, Seattle]

Noëmie sighs "Oh believe me, I know that about family." She stays silent a moment, appearing melancholic "So, your unit, it's some kind of what? Private security? Mercenaries?"

[gilga]

Todd said "It is kind of embarrassing really, we were soldiers protecting the city but then our base was overrun by that insane AI, and our identities were wiped clean so we escaped and survived that difficult period with our own private supply of food and water. By the time order was restored we already had this contract, gained through interpersonal connections. Not many other options for SINless."

[Jack_Spade]

Kynos turned around in his sleep and punched the little drone that that gotten to close to his face and tugged the blanket back up - and continued sleeping.

[gilga]

@Nyx Larry pops in to visit with his astral form and cut your conversation with Todd short "Impressive... isn't it? You should not be here for too long, why won't you ask Todd to escort you to my office - I cannot wait to meet you in person and seal the deal."

[Mercy Merchant]

Having looked around and found little that will help the team here, Simone uses some time to call up some information about jazz and accesses a jazz music download.  Devon might be out of her life after the raid, but the club he had taken her to has given her a better appreciation for the music genre and she listens to various selections from different artists.

[Imladir]

[Noëmie "Nyx" d'Orville - January 13^th, 2076 - Pixie Farm, Seattle]

Noëmie nods "I know what you mean." Looking at Larry, she says "Fine. Let's go."

[gilga]

@Nyx Todd leads you to a small office where Larry's body is. He is a human in his forties with more than a hint of a gray hair. Without a rejuvenal treatment he'll be gone within a decade, yet he seems cheerful and despite failing health,  he smiles warmly at Nyx and once she closes the door he says "Aha... My favorite dragon lady, what can I do for you?"
 

[Imladir]

[Noëmie "Nyx" d'Orville - January 13^th, 2076 - Pixie Farm, Seattle]

Noëmie takes a seat. She looks at Todd for a moment, silently. After a couple of seconds, she says "Three things. But first, you have to realise that while I'm authorised to negotiate with you, I cannot sign in on anything. That, will have to happen at a later point. So first, my Mistress wants to acquire some of your snacks. Second, your production wouldn't ne enough for our needs, so we'll need you to point us to the other farms. And third... You're working with pixies now. How difficult would it be to...adapt...your production for something else?"

[gilga]

Larry said "I am sorry to disappoint you, but I do not work with other farms. I can sell you snacks if you can pay for them, but I do not know about adopting the production to something else... what did you have in mind?"

[Imladir]

[Noëmie "Nyx" d'Orville - January 13^th, 2076 - Pixie Farm, Seattle]

Noëmie sighs "Even if you do not work for them, you must have heard something about them. Or at least, you know someone who knows. Someone from Applied Genetics for example. Surely, there's someone around to check in on how things are going."

[gilga]

@Nyx Larry answers "AG are very hush hush about these farms, you can never be too paranoid with these things, we are feeding vampires after all, they are dangerous and well organized. If our farms are linked then if one farm is compromised then so are the rest. Each has its own clientele and we avoid having our clients physically arrive in here, in fact the location itself is a secret. This is why we were so alarmed when you physically approached us."

[Imladir]

[Noëmie "Nyx" d'Orville - January 13^th, 2076 - Pixie Farm, Seattle]

Noëmie nods "Sensible of them I suppose. But, as you can see, I do not serve a vampire. And I'm sure you know more than you let on."

[Mulcarn]

Maxwell had put nearly everything he had into that massive fireball.  Yet it wasn't enough to utterly immolate the zombie.  There the cursed undead still moved amidst the blazing inferno that encompassed it's shambling form.  The thing stood up with ease.  As if the spell had no effect on it in the first place.  Fortunately, the reckless effort wasn't completely in vain.  Much of the cadaver's body had been seared to the bone.  And the armor and clothing it was wearing had caught fire.  Meaning that Maxwell would win through the flame's ceaseless hunger.  Seeing little point to endanger himself any further, he tries to levitate himself off the ground before the undead could march it's way to him.

Force 4 Levitate: 9d6t5 2
Going to buy the hits needed to resist Drain and I'll be flying 2 Meters off the ground this Combat Turn.