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« Reply #270 on: <05-01-13/0252:17> »
"Names Nick, i assume you were called in to take a look at these technological leftovers from the room in which that chainsaw sound is coming from. we got commlinks removed from four bodies plus a spy drone found in the room, none of us have the ability to pry out their secrets as you might be able too." Nick says this while trying to get his hair in order, ineffectively without the use of a comb.

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« Reply #271 on: <05-01-13/0634:46> »
@Judah:
Incomming call:
>>Abel Stromhorn: Hi rastaman. I hope you are not too high at the moment. But if you are, enjoy. Listen. There is some hum around the Auburn, one of loal landlords is looking for something special, and amongst other things, he is hiring people with talent. And if I understand correctly, your talent is almost perfect match to what he is looking for. If you are interrested to get some job, call him, his name is Bill McLister. Just mention Ive recomended you, he will know. Send me the postcard if you are to visit some interresting place ;)

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« Reply #272 on: <05-01-13/0820:20> »
The ork also greeted Fang. "The name's Brian, or you can call me Bulldog. Nice to meet you." Some uncertainty could be felt from his voice but his actions did not show any of that. He offered his hand, with the glove still on, this time without an explanation.

"We are here to investigate the abduction of someone and to punich those responsible for the act. There was a group earlier that did the same job. Unfortunately, most of them met a premature end when a spirit attacked them out of thin air. The only survivor was a later addition to the group, so we don't know all the details. The hardware in front of you probably contains crucial information about the one that was abducted, any investigation they've already done, and footage about the attack that happened inside that room." Brian waved his left hand in the direction of the lounge. "After getting the information we might need other data searches run and virtual surveillances run. I would also like to know if we can count on you in a... meatspace fight."
The ork turned to the others. "I would also like to ask how much you would be able to contribute in a fight. I would like to know how good you are at stealth and what kind of weapons you confidently use."
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« Reply #273 on: <05-01-13/1010:52> »
The changeling took the proffered hand carefully, making sure to keep his claws so they wouldn't pierce the ork's hand. Granted that was not really an issue, but Fang was unaware of the cyberlimb. He was already matching scent to name of his new team mates to help remember them. A face is one thing, a scent is another.

He listened carefully as Brian spoke, noting the key points of the briefing. Abductee. Spirit. Lone survivor. Need to go through this hardware, possible data searches and virtual surveillance. Meatspace combat. Meatspace combat?

His thoughts stopped briefly when asked about his abilities outside the Matrix. "Combat-wise I can run a centralised tactical network if required. My personal shotgun is modified for me to use more effectively; with normal weaponry I'm not very competent. I can also cripple the enemy teams through the matrix if they're on there, and I am certainly more skilled at that." The slight smile at the end of that sentence displayed his namesakes to the group. "Incidentally, on a stealth-based task I will be of less use to the group, while my coat will make it harder to find me, my skills in sneaking are less than average."
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« Reply #274 on: <05-01-13/1231:08> »
@Fang: Matrix scan reveals standard traffic outside the club, grid,  vehicles, both passing and parked, pedestrians etc. Inside the Aurora there is a few active nodes linked to security and customer service system. Williams encrypted commlink and network he shares with his men is less obvious, but apparent to your piercing matrix senses. Commlinks on the table are in stand-by, online, receiving and transmitting, set in hidden mode but running. Thay seem to be set into slave to some device not present. The broken drone`s node seem to be intact, well it is customized work and you can see technomancers signature slowly fading away from it, as from other commlinks (well the drone seems to be much more "impregnated" by it)

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« Reply #275 on: <05-01-13/1244:57> »
"I'm the stealthy one in this group I think," Sylvia said, "and I'm very good at infiltrating into locations I'm not supposed to be, and surveillance of said locations before.  In combat I'm a fair shot with a pistol, not too bad with a knife and I can take on spirits in astral space as well.  But don't ask me to charge straight in with assault rifles.  Oh, the nick's Shadow."
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« Reply #276 on: <05-01-13/1615:23> »
It take about 30 minutes before Judah answers the text as he comes down from the astral, hazey from his trip, his cigarello of deepweed lingers of just smoke. The once lit roach, lays there in the tray giving off it's sweet smokey smell, the astral ganj as he would sometimes call it.

@Abel Stromhorn <<Right on mon, respect.>>

The ork struggles a moment to download the contact info, but gets it to work. "Friggen machines..." he snorts and than clicks the commcode for Mclister.

@McLister <<A birdy name Abel told me of job you would have of my skills. Respect.>>

He brushes the ashe off his roach, and leaves it in his orkish mouth, absorbing the rum taste of the wrap.
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« Reply #277 on: <05-01-13/1700:45> »
"well if we are going over what we can contribute, i have formal medical Educaion so i can keep you all alive. i have strong ties to the area through my family, and i am able to talk my way out of most situations and if that fails, i know how to use a knife." Nick puts his elbows on he table bridging his fingers in front of his face.

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« Reply #278 on: <05-01-13/1702:57> »
@Judah: Response is almost immediate.
Respect. U got your own wheels or I send the driver for ya? I need you in Aurora, Auburn as fast as possible, even faster.

@Fang: It took you only a few moments to get the commlinks to reveal their secrets, as there are no active countermeasures in use. The drone you leave for later, this seems to be different level of work and you feel that it may be inhabited somehow.
As for recent data you found there, Commlink that belonged to someone called Griffin McBride reveals quite a treasure, as the man is systematic, skilled investigator, and his data are the best you can find there. You are watching bodyguards carying bodybags full of meat waste away, and you wonder in which one is Griffin now.
Then you tun your focus back into your findings:

Crime scene - The Parking lot:
You have a serious problem here... It was a Toxic spirit. This place - it's polluted, and the state of the Astral here was worsened... on purpose. And the culprit was a Toxic Spirit. One of the more cunning kind, and I can't track it from the echoes he left... This probably means someone's manipulating it, so you have a toxic shaman or mage to find... Let's see wha else we can find. Gods, Shadow, this stuff is... Damn, I'm going to need a shower. Or a lot of bleach...
kidnapping actually, the Aura echo fits - is a Toxic Domain, I'd say Level 3 in Schwartzkopff scale. Obviously it was formed naturally in a polluted parking lot of a big mall, but something - or someone - worsened the effect. And I've found echoes of a Toxic spirit, easily classified as 'spirit of Man'.


There are traces of dust and rubble, regularly crushed by something that looks like mini tracks. Both of you are staring at that quite puzzled, you have never seen something like that before, and you simply dont recognize that.

Forensic kit has also the recognition software for identifying common traces, and with the connection to right database it would be the matter of seconds to reveal some results.

With the microscope, that is part of the forensic kit, Harry is able to take more pictures for later expertise, and he also found some alien particles in the traces, and you are also able to take samples of it. Their anaylsis, thought, is out of capabilities of this kit.

Besides those traces Lynx have found, routine examination of the closer surroundings reveal:
Lynx`s radar sensor shows, that every parking place have its own RF sensor, comunicating with the gridlink of the parked vehicle. You already know that feed from the sensor goes straight to the vehicle owner`s account as Mr. Wong gave you a few details thanx to this fact.
The place has quite good surveillance, every floor is watched by cameras from multiple angles, so you should be able to get trid view of any scene if you get feeds from them.


Crime scene - Security feed:
Well my friend, I have some bad news for you...I will give you a discount for this, lets say 30% down from original price. Ive managed to convince one of my cowboys to hit the malls security feeds for the area you gave me, and what he foung is pretty fucked up security footage that revaals nothing. [Feed attached] More to it, i have him check the whole mall security system. The entering gate was fried by EMP, so its malfunction now for maybe 4 hours, and nobody cares, Seems like some inside missunderrstanding, on their security panels they are all green. Since the security cameras are hardwired and there are no edit or hacking traces, I assume that what you see on the feed is some fucking mojo. I feel a bit helpless now, but this interrests me a bit. Call me back iof you need anything, Ill try to give you some edge if I can.


When you play security cams feed you find out that:
Ms. Wong parked her car on the place 1157 at 3:15 PM, and left the car with the boy (Hao Wang is just another young chineese boy, about 12 years old, nothing special about him. He seems to be in the good mood, talking and laughing with his mom.)
4:02 PM: Something goes on, Cloud of nasty looking, unpenetrable fog appears on the garage level, moving towards place 1158. When it stops, Ms. Wongs Comet also disappears.
4:10 PM: Wongs entering the scene., like nothing is going on , they are walking towards theirs car. when they pass by 1158, the fog reaches out and swallows them. They dissapear.
4:18 PM: The cloud of mist moves towards exit. A few second after Wongs commet appears. Ms wong is lying on the drivers seat, lower body out of the doors,.
4:33 PM: Ms. Wong wokes up, managed to get in car, closes the doors. Car leaving.

End of Feed


Crime scene: The Car

2 pieces of metal, found on the drivers seat. You quickly recognizes taser darts, with no wire, possibly one of more expesive models.

Real paper notebook, with real crayon attached, found in the compartement in the right doors. Quick scan reveals a lot of pictures simillar to those in the boys room, and on the last pages, you see developing versions of that strange image Griffin was assensing...you can see the developement of the quality and growing certainty in of the hand drawing the image.
On the last page, covered with drawing, is the most precise version of it, done almost with a single draw.

The physical search search done, you decide to look at the car`s "blackbox". Pilot and gridlink are saving every moment passed to most cars detailed by seconds.

LOG IN:
When you access the node, you let the stream of inputs flow throught your body and mind, becoming 150 HP beast for the moment...you shrug this feeling, you know that, it happens all the time you became the machine.
At the beginning there is wide stream of sensory inputs - radar, front and rear cameras, grid, engine performance, breaks, fuel, electronics, tires reports...every piece of it being like the common sense to you.
It rains, road surface is wet, so you are driving throught the city carefully, correcting some of commands driver gave you. Drivers reflexes are not bad...for a human...

when you`ve parkd at the mall, same place as ever, you became silen, waiting for passengers....maybe 15 minutes after, you are suddenly deaf. Blind...cut off most senses, floating in the silence and darknes...
The only think, that ypu Can feel, is your body. your both front doors opened. Then your receptors cathed hi energy electric discharge, so close to you that you are also hit...

5 seconds

Access ID: Authorized Driver (Possible spoof)
LOG IN
Command you to set signal transmition to unknown mode
[mode that you recognize as jamming-on-the-fly]
Driver LOG OFF after 10 seconds

73 seconds after that your senses returns...
There is uncounsciousness woman-driver, laying half body on the front seat. Doosrs are still open.
Grid link and Radar are off, you dont have any connection to wireless world...
You are still tansmitting.

Ten minutes..

HARDWARE RESET...

Access ID: Authorized Driver
LOG IN
Login Grid
Checking Access ID
Gridlink ON

Command: Take me home

Driver LOG OFF
...you follow...
....
LOG OFF


Crime scene - Sample analysis:
Particles of Volcanic ash, quite strong presence. Hight presence of many poisonous components...quite agressive samples.
Well, nothing exceptional in some parts of Seattle...unles some special conditions are met...like rainy weather that washes this stuff out odf the streets...and then it may be valid trace...
Traces of two artificial molecules. Identified as:
TSP - trisodium phosphate - this chemical traces are quite old, molecules showl large signs of degradation...at least 40-50 years
AR AFFF Class B - also just trace amount...not a surprise in fact, due to the biological nature of the stuff...This chemicals are in use for almost hundred of years, yet they are still used where use of the current technology would be just a waste of resources...

Lab AI interpretation:
Well if I understand it right, those samples are from traces of smart tires. Its not likely that this this chemicals get on those tires on the road, rather tires may had been in direct contact with them for longer period. As you can see here and here, there are also traces of Oil products. Not surprising, taking into consideration that those chamicals: AR AFFF class B, and TSP were used for fire fighting on Oil Platforms, Gas stations, Oil Refining plants etc...
Idea of the toxic spirit is out of my experience, yet I dont think he would left physical traces...well I cannot be sure.
Traces of volcanic ash, due to weather condition in given time and area, points to the fact that vehicle must pass throught highly contaminated area before arriving to Crimescene. Geographical location of Crimescene narrows possibilities to Pullyallup Ddistrict. More precise location would be impossible, due to generall geological instabillity of the area.
But presence of specialized chemicals and other traces leads me to conclusion, that the "vehicle`s" residential area would be one of possibilities listed before: Gas station, Raffinery, fuel reserves tank or something like this. It may had been hit by fire in las 10 years. Well, for further specification there are insufficient data, so much was lost in Crash event that there is lack of coverage on this, mostly uninhabited and dangerous, district.


Victims father :
We are rather not attempting to anger whoever lives there...Im confident about my knowledge enought to say that that place may be inhabited by some kind of techno-sapient entity. Never met her, thought. Not that I want to. It began maybe one and half year ago. I was serriously thinking about using force to put things to normal state, when its presence became apparent, but my son told me not to. The way he said that...well, I decided to accept our new neighbor and keep ourselves safe as much as possible We had done everything we were able to cover its presence, nearly cutting ourselves from the matrix. Well, I soon find out that my satelite comunication system is running beyond its possible performance...and...
He pauses, looks at his wife, who nods
well, I think we need to be honest to you. You need to see something.
He stands up and walks to the stairs.
Please, understand that this is the very carefully kept secret of mine
he continues as he climbs one of helix stairways.
I was working for Renraku Seattle, hardware R&D laboratories. I was one of people imprissoned in the Arcology during the Shutdownt. I managed to avoid being captured by Deus puppets, recjoined my familly, which was also living in the arcology. Later I`ve found a way to contact some outside help. A group of independent specialists, like yourselves, set up the extraction and were risking their lives to get us out from there. They were helpfull even after, providing full cover and new identity to us, putting our real identities to the Shutdown cassaulties list. Mr.McLister was very helpfull those days. He is the last one who remains from that team. Others are dead, some of them disappeared during crash, even Bill hes left the bussines some years ago, saying that he is far too old for all that mess.

As you follows him to the upper floor, large space opens around you. Different machines, multiple interconected automatic assembly lines, stable hum of the ventilation and air-conditioning, everything  controled by the Nexi connected to large holographic design tool, maybe four meters in diameter, in the centre of the room. Most of you is simply stunned to comment this place, Timmy recognizes the huge, probably hardware manufacturing capacity of SOTA facility in the room using almost whole floor of the building.
You see that the wall separating this space from elevator shaft is pierced by multiple cabel bundles, which are also connected to the Nexi.
Given My experience, I was shocked when this something slipped in through my satelite uplink, cutting throught my firewalls like they were next to nothing. It didnt take any capacity from my node`s performance, rather it improved it to the level no human would be able. The only thing I know about It is that it is consuming waste ammounts of data storrage. I have to upgrade twice a month...but since Im able to gain the profit on the upgrades it made to my equipement, I dont care about it.
Well, now I do not. At the beginning, I was shocked. Like I said, I was ready to alarm KE and give up my whole new life, rather to went throught something like that again. But my son spoke to me. I knew that many children were influenced by Deus, but my son wasnt even concepted in 2059.
Ofcourse we heard some about Emergency phenomena. I put one and one together, and decided to wait and see the further developement. Due to general prejudice, we were very carefull about any leaks. My son was always followed by nanny or my wife, he learned how to hide his talent. Ive provided him with the equipement that should head been used as an explanation if some minor accident happens. Even when we wre educating him at home, we didnt want him to stay isolated, so he was treated like any other well carred normal child. Untill today it worked well.
His room is also up here. None of the other children likes this place too much, it gave them creeps. But Hao loves this place...and I assume he is able to understand this entity, whatever it is. But if it is somehow connected with his dissapearance, I cannotr say. His room is overthere

He points at the doors.
The other rooms are storage and material bay, please avoid them if not unnecessary, inner conditions are strictly controlled. Now, if you want to take a look be my guests, just don`t touch anything. I`ll wait with my wife, you may ask for anything you need, and also, don`t forget to finish your tea.
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« Reply #279 on: <05-01-13/1703:27> »
Victims mother, only eye witness, present on CS:
Well Im not sure...but let me start from the beginning. We hav ebeen shopping in the Mall as usually. My son loves that place, always says that there is whole world waiting for him. What is spam to me, my son analyzes and plays with, sometimes when Im not around to watch him and tell him to stop. You know, kids. As usually we had been taking a whole afternoon tour around the mall, visiting shops, byuing some necessities, looking for entertainment. He loves that Virtual Castle place, he told me that only at this place he should behave like a normal child while nobody is suspecting him from some wrongdoing. We had a lunch i nthe restaurant, and also Ive visited some more specialized shops, looking for chemicals Im using as compounds fot my inks. Well all that time we were together, only in the Virtual Castle I ussualy wait in the coffee while he is playing his games with others. Well, when we get back to the car, everything is confused and hazy. I remember that it rained ... and we were lost in the mist
...you see that she is concentrating, her eyes fimly closed, making some Tai-ji movements almost uncounsciously. Her voice lowers, resonating as if coming from the distance. You also see that the monk began to swell, the vein is pulsing on his temple, his breathing strenghtens like if he is lifting some heavy weight...
Suddenly he stops, his breathing changes into painfull sound, ynd you can see that he isa pale as the paper, pulsing vein bursts, creating wide hematom, bloody tears starts to drop from his eyes, flashes of mana breaking his skin, stretching his body beyond limits...you can hear sinews and muscles tearing inside his body. He maintains to stay calm, and with only soft, painful whispering...
"Sorry Wenquian. This curse is too strong..."
...he collapses. Mr. Wong jumps to him, catching old man before he fell on the ground, laying him down gently...

Mrs Wong, still in the trance, continues without pause:
When Hao got lost in the fog, poisonous, filthy fog, Ive been calling his name and then, I`ve found rotten stock at the edge of the swamp...I rest, alone and desperate, watching voices carrying my boy away...and one of them turns at me, and then the lightnig came from the skies and I fell...
...she blinks, like returning to reality from the nightmare, began to cry, shivering, embracing her belly
...when i woke up...
...she hardly manages to continue
I was alone, laying next to my car...empty...Ive climbed to the seat and commanded it to go home...oh dear my baby mybabymylittleboy
...she cracks out...unable to continue...


Victioms room:
@Griffin: You DON`T feel any presence here, only yours and your comrades. What do you see is a place that has a great potential to become void, but, being aspected and taken care of by some powerfull geomancer, it is quite stable. Welll, this place is being cleansed regularily, maybe on week basis, and it makes your work even much easier.You are able to find fragments of aura reflections here and there, and in time you are entering the room, you have a clear image of young boy living here. He is no saint, but no evil. His body is quite healthy, not taken cerelesly. In the room the reflections are brightest. Althought the room looks quite empty, just a bed, table comfortable seat and two wardrobes full of clotches belonging to young, virgin boy at the doorstep of pubescence.
You are able to find samples of hairs, nails, even his favorite pen, quite enought to create the material link if needed, but usable only for a few hours.
There is a place, where he is practicing Tai-chi, its astral reflection affected by hours of drilll, thousands and thousands repeated moves, patiently...and sometimes impatiently, practiced to perfection. You see the reflection of his mother there also, not so strong, as sometimes she was practicing with him, lecturing him, teaching him. Violent outbursts of frustration are only a few, like he is patient student. On the walls, there are many caligraphis strips, most of them written with china ink. You are used to see the reflection of the author in such things, but this time there are none...Except one.

@Timmy: You can almost feel the presence of the entity in the streams of resonance, but is seems like it is not present. Even withiout it, you see a sparkling silicon heaven build in this place. Waste ammounts of data dwells in the nodes, but without apparent structure. Everything is so Alien, hard to understand for a human. It seems like every pice of data and resonance is "marked" with the signature, but it looks like that every part with different symbols. You slowly realized that all tohse symbols are just a part of the signature...still they have something in common, but you are unable to determine what. You are recognizing the signature from the elevator shaft...more pieces to the puzzle, but not enought.
Puzzles. Right. It looks like thousand puzzles of thousand pieces, and all you have is ten pieces, each from different box.
The boys signature is also present, clearly visible and recognizable, If you see it again, you will know it.
When you enter boy`s room, you realize strange thing. Those paintings, caligraphies on the wall, are fragments of the resonance signatue...and they are also carrying hardly recognizable resonance reflection...except one.

@Timmy&Griffin: You found yourself standing...looking at the same picture. Althought the other symbols lacks anything recognizable for human mind, this one looks more like a picture from Rorschach test...Some kind of human mind pattern...

@Lynx: As you closes to your companions with the remark sliping of your lips,  you mark significant difference between other drawing and the picture. Not just about its feeling.
You chectk the table to confirm your hypothesis and you find your proof. Amongst some writings and blank pages there are some previsous versions of that picture on the wall. You tajke them, comparin one with another, and yyou came to the solution, that while the every other drawind or caligraphy on the wall was made for the first try, intuitively and precisely, with a certain hand, tghis one was drwn, corrected, redrawn and improved many times...this points you to the conclusion that since the other pages were drawn with the inner inspiration and are showing a perfect understanding to the symbols drawn, this one page is drawn from memory, as if Hao tries to recall something he saw before...


Evidence assensing - the drawing:

@Griffin: As you focused your whole concentratio, reaching for your deep reserves, eager to move forward with solving this puzzle, your inner sight range bellow the here and now. As you lay your palm on the image on the wall, to allow your aura directly connect co the autor, it cames all the sudden.
First, you just a little boy with the writing brush in your hand..
Then its is like you pull down the veil...
...and myriads of sensations fell heavy on you like the waterfall, stroboscopic stream of events, pictures, voices, memories....
...hours and days spent by conversations with someone who is both distant and close...
...semantics and symbolic strings even your magical sight is not able to translate, you are getting impresion of something completely inhuman, alien even to spirits and metaplannar entities ...
...months of sleeples nights, filled with hard work, trying to understand the message...
...every part, that is fully comprehended, became part of cypher...
...drawn on the paper, it also reflects its meaning to the partner...
...then the image...
...almost on the edge of subcounsciousness...
...distracting the concentration...
...makes the consonance with alien partner  much more difficult...
...trying to figure it out, trying to pull out its disturbing presence to the daylight...
...trying to draw it, to get it out of the mind...
...many attempts made, lot of empty papers crackled, disposed to the waste basket...
...notebook with many liney pages, sitting next to mom in the car driving on the streets...
...coloured lights, sounds, shops, advertisements, spam...
...Guarding the ramparts...
...fighting against creatures of night...
...seeking treasures in deepest dungeons...
...avoiding traps and solving mysterious puzzles...
...hunting in the forrests with ancient elves...
...killing great demon in the furrious battle, sparkling sword in the hand, with the protection of dwarven forged full plate armor...
...and that picture on the walls, floor, hiding amongst the stars, meaningless, nameless, inexpressible...
...like nobody is able to see it...
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« Reply #280 on: <05-01-13/1838:24> »
@Mclister <<I got wheelz, when and where?>>

He slowly gets up to his feet from his slumped back position he had on the floor, against his bed and stretches out a bit.
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« Reply #281 on: <05-02-13/0350:50> »
@Judah: I thought I made myself clear enought. Aurora, Auburn. 5 mins ago was too late.

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« Reply #282 on: <05-02-13/0501:28> »
After hearing the answers to the questions, Brian wasn't too happy. "In this case i think we should involve one other person in the job, either a close combat specialist, or someone who will accompany me when the 'guns blazing' part will come." Turning to his employer, he asked "Do you have any recommendations or requests, MrMclister?"

The ork then waited for Fang to share what he found on the commlinks.
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« Reply #283 on: <05-02-13/0629:20> »
Fang's eyes looked unfocused as he went through all the commlink information through AR. He took a seat as he read through it, looking somewhat taken aback by what he was learning. Eventually he began to speak, still sounding distracted as he did so. While he spoke, he began making copies of the information onto his own datachip for later perusal.

"First off, no-one touch the drone. I need to take a closer look at it later; something's off about it." Having provided the warning, he began to actually get into the information. "Most of this information is from an investigator by the name of Griffin McBride. His remains are likely being cleaned out at the moment by Herr McLister's men.

"The first bit of information is of the crime scene at a parking lot. The culprit was a toxic spirit referred to as a "spirit of man". Apparently rated 3 on the "schwartzkopff scale". Apparently this bit of information was directed to you, Fraulein Shadow. He also managed to get a security feed of the event. In short: woman arrives with son and they are happy, some time later an odd cloud of fog appears and moves towards car, car vanishes, woman and child walk in toward car apparently unconcerned, when they walk by the cloud, it reaches out and grabs them, they vanish. Cloud later moves off, woman is seen slumped in her reappeared car, kid is gone. Woman drives off.

"They later took a look at the car and its blackbox. The car itself had some pictures bearing resemblance to something Griffin had been Assensing. The blackbox didn't really show much, other than it had been cut off from the wireless for an amount of time similar to when the fog had been around. Some samples had also been taken from the parking lot as they had alien particles, these were later identified as volcanic ash the lab AI stated as coming from the Pullyallup District.

Later, the father of the kid was interviewed. Not a lot of major information other than genuine care about his kid."
And that said kid is a techie, but no need to test this group's capacity for prejudice yet. "One oddity is that his house is infested by a sprite that seems to be at least somewhat benevolent. I suspect said sprite may be residing in the drone, so let's not tempt fate. The motherdoesnt remember too much except describing the event as being lost in a filthy, poisonous fog. Voices carry her son away, lightning comes from the skies and she falls. When she woke up, she was alone, laying next to the car.

"There's information from the victim's room. Astral, resonance and physical. Bot the astral and resonance information link to what looks like a Rorschach picture. The resonance information also shows the present of the sprite; I can't really describe the Astral, we'll need a specialist for that."


The last bit of assenssing information had made the fur on the back of his neck stand on end. "If you want to take your own look at the information, you can. The commlinks can be looked at safely. I can also provide copies of the files if you want. Though I might do that later; I want to try and see what I can get out of this drone if there are no objections."

He was already checking the outside for any obvious dangers. The real information would be within, and he'd have to check if it was safe first. Then perhaps he could log into it and communicate with the sprite. Maybe even bond with it... Hopefully not force it to his will.

[spoiler=Matrix Actions]Analyze Node (Drone): Analyze ( 8 ) + Computer (4) + Technomancer (2) (16d6.hits(5)=4)

1. Is there a databomb on the node?
2. Is the node encrypted?
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Having permission to look at the logs and footage, Brian sorted through the info. So, a spirit of man. A Harrow, then. He wasn’t too surprised about what Fang found regarding the lab results and the investigation of the abduction scene. More disturbing was the fact that the attackers mixed tech with magic. The use of EMP and taser crushed his theory of some crazed technophobe shaman in its forming.
The logs, however, made him reach in the recesses of his memory once more. Think, Brian. What does this new info reveal about the attackers?
Magical Threats: LOG(3) + Magical Threats: Toxic(4) + Mnemonic Enhancer(2) (9d6.hits(5)=4)

With the new evidence coming up, it seemed to Brian more and more that the drawing was playing some central role in the story. Was that the reason why Hao was taken? Or at least part of it? If yes, the one in the boy’s room must have been some kind of original, and the ones in the notebook were incomplete trials, otherwise the attackers must have had found it in the car. Griffin and Timmy both found something different, something outstanding about that one picture. Like it was done by a different author, a different hand. Or just with a very different mindset.
“OK, guys, here’s what I think. Hao must have seen something – the image in the drawing – somewhere which has importance to those that did the abduction. That both Griffin and Timmy have seen the difference also hints at the picture’s importance. It wasn’t clear for me if Timmy found the lack of a resonance fragment in the picture, or more than just a fragment. What do you think?
“I reckon we have four possible leads for this case.

“First, the lab results, which seem to support my theory about where we can find the spirit. Checking previous fires might be a bit of a stretch, there were a lot of fires in Puyallup. But the particles hinting at firefighting equipment say that we should broaden our search to fire-stations. We could try to get older maps showing fire-stations and gas-stations then go to the neighborhood and do a bit of legwork there. Local gangs might point the right way.

“Second, we probably should consult the metasapient in Wong’s place. This might prove quite risky, not sure that it even wants to communicate with any of us. But it might know more about why and how Hao got involved with this mess. The assensing of the picture hinted at it being some kind of hindrance between the boy and the metasapient.

“Third, we could look for the place where Hao has seen the pattern in the drawing. If you read Griffin’s log about the assensing of the drawing, it seems to me that there might be a connection between the pattern and the Virtual Castle in the mall. It is possible that the image of that is only connected because the boy became obsessed with it, but I think it’s worth a look.

“Fourth, what Griffin mentioned about the personal belongings. That a material link can be produced from those. We could try to follow the link. This of course brings in two additional factors. Whoever sent the spirit to take care of the previous group might think now that he succeeded. If we initiate a magical search, it might prove the opposite. And a ritual team is not cheap, and they should know the risks as I think it is possible that the spirit will appear and try to disrupt the ritual. Therefore it might be simpler to have the magician joining our group assense the boy’s room again and have a spirit look for the boy by the aura fragments found there.”

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