[Kouryuu]

The Ex-Triad, Hacker, Deltagrade Chinese man slides across the sedan's roof and out into the rain.
Through the dust, rain and his Jamming, he's gone.

Andromeda Quickly gets the sedan out of the way, so if any decided to follow the guy the had nothing in their way, but by doing so Silks Gun fall of the car on the wet ground, it will definitely need to be cleaned and re polished.

As the Smoke did not influence the cars electronic sensors she has the approximate direction of the guy and with any luck she can locate him with Habu, as it is the one thing few knew about so the man will not hide from him.
She gives Habu the search order in the direction where the man left and readies her Gun, if she manages to find him she will only have one chance to take him down, surprise, nothing else, and if does not work then nothing will.

[Artighur]

Willpower 4 (4d6.hits(5)=0)

Holy Mother of God, can you guys stop for a minute ! The target is a step away from a wooden casket. Let's finish this thing right frakking now ok ? Romy can you take the Sedan to the other side of the street so we can deliver this idiot. We'll deal with that cyberninja later... or never which ever come first.


And I did thought about the J. as target but if he did, he's a retard, he knew we were going to use force, maybe non lethal but I know I wouldn't risk an accident and get shot in the head for being a smartass... Anyway let's get out before the Pawns comes in.

[Redwulfe]

With that, I/O starts to walk down the street to hail cab.
<com channel=silk>Well I think that fulfills my obligation, I'll see you around.

[Kontact]

<<@Silk: Yeah I think we can get something useful from the commander - money.  Work with your assets.  The body shop is one of our assets.  I- what was that?  More noise?  I can't believe that Master would loan my services to such amateurs.>>

Joe went from one body to the next taking their obvious weapons and putting them in the garbage bag from the kitchen.  She grabbed up her empty gas grenades and shifted them to behind the white phosphorous grenades on her left arm.  At every third man, she laid her tiny form across the man's body and sliced his carotid so that she could feel the moment where his heart finally stopped beating and he relaxed fully and completely, forever.  She couldn't help but bask in the soothing energies of feeling a man die.  This was what she needed.

[Kouryuu]

Willpower 4 (4d6.hits(5)=0)

Holy Mother of God, can you guys stop for a minute ! The target is a step away from a wooden casket. Let's finish this thing right frakking now ok ? Romy can you take the Sedan to the other side of the street so we can deliver this idiot. We'll deal with that cyberninja later... or never which ever come first.


And I did thought about the J. as target but if he did, he's a retard, he knew we were going to use force, maybe non lethal but I know I wouldn't risk an accident and get shot in the head for being a smartass... Anyway let's get out before the Pawns comes in.

Andromeda did not hear Hank she Had already left the sedan and started to look for this Crazy Hacker, only a small blinking notice from the sedan was blinking in her AR vision.
As she notices Habu being jammed she Does not try to Say anything to the team, he might be monitoring the Coms as well and she did not trust in her skill and tech that much to risk attracting his attention before delivering one or two gel rounds to the head.
Andromeda tries to position herself on habu's Roof and habu so that she might get a shoot at this dude Coming out of the allay way one or the other way,
but will he?
She will wait in position for a bit.

[Chrona]

He never seems to leave the alleyway

[Kouryuu]

He never seems to leave the alleyway

Andromeda Stayed Watching the alleyway until Habu's Sensors came back to life, she took it as a sign that the Hacker had left the Range and there is no real need to keep waiting.
Andromeda Got back to the Cocoon and Jacked in taking over the Sedan while having Habu Start moving again.
Now she heard the Delayed message from Hank and felt a bit ashamed that she had took of so suddenly.
@team Back online, lost him in the alleyways. So we ready to go to the J deliver the Meatbag to him?

[Xzylvador]

PM @ I/O: "What, why are you leaving? Things weren't so bad, were they? This group could use people like you... sane people, you know?"
The message went out into the matrix, she didn't get the 'message received' notification but didn't get the 'message couldn't be delivered' pop-up either. Damned hackers... Matrix etiquette exists for a reason. Still owed me money too!

Silk somehow managed to ignore Little Joe's calling her an amateur, much easier than she'd expected from herself. Had the blonde midget been with them in the first place instead of deciding to take on a dozen of guards, they might have already been on their way out with no one even knowing they'd been attacked.
Comm: "And you're dead certain that Creepy Joe will welcome bodies taken from a soon to be very famous crime scene into his clinic with open arms? For all we know, the clinic is only the place where they put things into living and paying people, not the place where they 'harvest' spare parts. You want to put him in the trunk, fine by me but get a move on it, we shouldn't stick around much longer. And it stays in the trunk until we know Creepy Joe wants it."

She walked to her gun, picked it up and holstered it, meanwhile whispering to Noise. "Did she say 'Master'? Geez, there really is no limit to rule #34."

Silk ripped a stim patch off of her belt and put it on her wrist, the adrenaline rushed through her body and immediately ended the numbing in her arm and thigh. She got in the car on the backseat, next to the still unconscious target.
Comm: "I wouldn't mind getting out of here asap. Question is, do we really want to return without getting some answers first? Whoever set us up knew about this job before we did and had live info from the negotiations. If it was someone of the team though, they never would have fallen for Noise and I being innocent civilians and would have known I/O decided to stick with us. So that leaves Creepy Joe -he was busy sending messages, but he sure seemed to be taken by surprise by the Johnson and this ambush wasn't set up in 2 minutes; that troll standing guard, but with the risk of sounding racist, he didn't seem bright enough to set us up; or the not-so-friendly person with time and information to set this up, Mr. Johnson himself. And the guy with the answer is lying on the back couch of the car I'm sitting in. Am I missing something here?"

[Artighur]

- Well the J. did say it was less of a run and more of a test for us to see if we're suitable for their kind of work. I mean, they did kill and put a lot of their guys in some serious danger but we don't know about this J. As far as we know he/she/it could be a homicidal cute little girl and we'd have no way knowing it. We can just go away a bit and ask the target who the frak he is and what he was doing there before getting him to the J but I don't want this too stretch for too long, it seem enough shit hit the fan already.

Hank seem relieved that the run is coming to an end. He HATES running unprepared, absolutely hates it.

[Redwulfe]

I/O stops as he gets into his cab.
<com channel= silk>no not too bad I've seen worse, but it is way to risky. I prefer everyone in my team to be stable, not just a few. And the Johnson is up to something I would swear by it. But as I said I would help you out, and the jobs now over. You can take the full amount that you negociated for me, I don't really need the money. I'f your ever in a tight spot and need me, I will work for you. Take it easy silk, and don't get dead.
 With that he gets in his cab and instructs the driver with directions

[Chrona]

The cab doors lock themselves and gas slowly wafts through the air filters. I/O can't get a wireless signal at all and everything starts to go wobbly.

"Sorry to do this to someone else with a fragment of God's gift, The muscular, white haired driver reached a gloved hand up to the rear-view mirror and unhooked a rosary from it. "Strictly business."

The last thing I/O saw was the man's wide grin and shades reflecting back at him before he passed out.

[Kontact]

<<@team: The commander is more than just body parts, he's also an alternate source of information.  I'm bringing him.  Clue me into what the hell happened on your end when I get there.  It sure sounded exciting.>>

Joe walked back to the hallway, plopped the bag full of guns on the commander's chest and started dragging him down the hallway with his knees over her shoulders.

[GrimWulf]

Noise was all for getting the hell out of there, this job was too messed up in the first place and that fucking wraith of a hacker didn't help things. Then hacker who had walked out on the team, then reinvited himself had promptly fucked off again. Good riddance. Probably thinking with his dick the entire team after he saw Silk anyways. 

Comm: I'm leaving now.

She looks to Silk as she mentions the little girl's master comment. She'd missed it, but didn't put it past the little freak to be some kind of S&M doll. It'd make sense after all. "Gonna live?" she says at Silk applies the patch.

Comm: No, think you got it all there hun.  I'm gonna take a quick detour, be at the clinic in 15. Ask the man some nice questions and get us some answers.  Shouldn't help you with that one... might not like my asking techniques.

With that, and the door to the car already being closed, Noise pulls her overcoat tight around herself and runs off into the rain.

[Artighur]

Hank is waiting for the car to be at a safe distance then cross his arms waiting for the stims and antitoxins to have some effects. When the target wake up, Hank say firmly.

"Hey Sleeping Beauty, had a good night ? I sure as hell didn't so don't try to frak with me and I'll try to not toss you out of this moving car. Now you answer these questions and we can move out, capiche ?

First, who the heck are you. Second, why were you ready for us. Third what kind of retard assault a Nightclub with APDS, has a deltaware ninja around and a live scale replica of a SWAT team ? "

[Chrona]

The old man rouses slowly,"W-who?...Where?...C....c...

He looks down at his arm, the scream is long, loud and panicked.