The funny looking van that the team is now using slips into the junkyard, by the main entrance - the large metal door probably already opened by Johannes, or his more likely his men. The large tires of the van are certainly adapted to the dirt the vehicle rolling on, casting a small cloud around it. Right in front of them, the fancy helicopter is parked, in the middle of the junkyard, a three humanoid shapes are waiting in front.
As the van get closer, the pictures gets clearer. M.Johannes stands here, in brand new fancy suit, subtly aligned with the color of Saeder Krupp, and surrounded by two massive, human bodyguard. While the ork should normally be the "biggest" one of the trio, both humans appears to be massively augmented. Both are also holding in theirs hands, but not pointing them toward the van, assault rifle - a decent SK knock off of the world famous AK-97.
Stopping the van five or six meters before the group, Waywalker do a last sweep with the meek sensor of the vehicle and his deck. If somebody is going to drop on the meet, they are apparently very good at hiding it. Then, the ork start talking toward them, pushing his voice a bit to be sure it reaches them inside the van:
"My friends I do completely realizes you two are not the most social runner out there, but would you mind do us the favor and coming out for a talk ?"
Taking something out of his vest's pocket, but slowly to ensure his intentions are not misinterpreted, the ork continues:
"I have here, in my hands, a pair of credisticks for you, with the upon agreed payment, but also a nifty bonus to compensate for the... well, unexpected extra disagreement, this all run have brought o you... Well, those are for you, obviously, if you do have the goods. Would you mind showing us the engine, on top of your faces ?"
Still smiling, or rather grinning, the M.Johnson looks at the van, and waits for the runners next move...
... with all my apologies for the delay, end of last week turned out to be loaded.