[Kouryuu]

After taking a look at the parked vehicles, even Noises small one 
Andromeda joined the group, oblivious to the turrets she trotted down the stairs and Corridor until she met up with the group.
"Yo, They know their wheels, as do noise" you could see a small grin on her face for a millisecond
then she took a look at her Com to judge the interference and activate the SecSys on her car
Underground is never good for the signal

[Kontact]

<<@Hank: Choice is a privilege you're rapidly walking away from.  This is a serious Tamanous installation you're moving deeper and deeper into.  They don't risk this kind of exposure without some sort of assurance.  Don't say I didn't warn you.>>

[Xzylvador]

Silk hadn't drawn a weapon or look very concerned. She too figured she'd already be dead if they wanted her dead; this didn't look like the kind of set up where unwanted things were allowed to happen.
Walking next to Noise she whispered "Best behavior? I hope she listens to her own advice.".

Comm: "I think you're right, Hank. Either we're very safe here or we're dead already and just don't know it yet."
But they better make sure I -know- I'm dead before trying to put implants in me. No way that's going to happen.

[Chrona]

When the hatch was opened Still Waters'spirits refuse to proceed.
His astral sight showed him the mana emanating from the facility. Usually to Shamans the mana of Hermetic weaving looks like it's been shackled, forced into human symbols of Maths and Science.
The mana here seems to be doing it on it's own?

In the corridors Still Waters could tell they'd crossed into a magical lodge, and voiced this to the group but something else was at work here too.

Then - THUNP, KtNG, THUNP, KtNG, THUNP, KtNG. Loud heavy steps, one metallic. Heavier than a Troll.
It was coming from a side corridor. THUNP, KtNG, THUNP, KtNG, THUNP- The sucking sound of a vacuum seal and glass jingling. Was that a fridge opening?

Eventually a large metal door, already open, is reached. It leads into a pitch black room.

[Artighur]

Hank focus a bit, trying to pierce the darkness with his Termographic vision. He carefully step up while dragging the Lieutenant.

"Hello ? Anybody here ?"

[Kouryuu]

While Hank was shouting at the Dark room Andromeda went past him and went inside, the open door gave her the advantage to use the light from the coridor to see what this room was about, but for that to happen she had to get out of the bright light.
"Here goes nothing, you all coming or discussing where you want to die of indecisiveness?" She grinned, most of them had already said the obvious, either they are meant to meet someone or they would die, if the turrets where real then there would be no way back and that leaves only forward.

"Hey, show yourselves, we have a package for you. and would like to get paid for delivering it" She shouted in the still dark room, at least until her lowlight would kick in.
Straight to the point, hope they take it better then the late mister J.

[Chrona]

The German voice replied, "'Show yourselves'? What are you talki- OH! Oh, the lights are off, sorry."
To anyone who could see already the figure put his index fingers together then parted them, and suddenly the room was it by ceiling lights similar to the corridors.. funny that they hadn't shown up on the ultrasound till now but there was no sound of metal panels sliding. The lights revealed this room was composed of a black metal, a huge screen taking up much of the far wall, with nexi linked together on the floor.
The figure was very large. A bald Orc wearing a buttoned up leather duster and trousers, sitting lazily in a custom office chair. His dull grey eyes look over at you all, "Sorry, couldn't tell."

The ghoul was big, the size of a Troll. The pale grey complexion very strange with his Orc features, the infection has left the Orc's tusks sharp too. He looks at you all as if not blind, an art perfected over a long time. It took both skill with astral sight and being completely used to his conditions.

[Kouryuu]

The figure was very large. A bald Orc wearing a buttoned up leather duster and trousers, sitting lazily in a custom office chair. His dull grey eyes look over at you all, "Sorry, couldn't tell."

Andromeda had to resist the urge to make a step back. But she knew that it could be insulting orhurt the Ghoul's feelings and at this point they where at the disadvantage.
"It's all right. We are here to deliver the package from Creepy Joe, but you already know that, so ..." she turns to Hank "Yo Hank bring the Meat bag in."
Then Andromeda turned Back "Nice toys you are having upstairs, but you do not strike me as the Rigging type" she took a deep breath as the next part would be the Braking point of her intentions "so if you sometime have a need for someone who specializes in Bringing stuff from A to be Very fast and secure I would like to render assistance in exchange for a favor otr two later on."

[Kontact]

Joe walked into the room effortlessly hefting Carter's corpse.  "We've got one living and one dead.  Living one was hired directly by whats-his-name... Ragley.  Least I think so.  The hacker was..  Anyway, he might have some useful info still.  Where do you want the dead one?"

[Chrona]

"The vehicles are a friends, he leaves them here time to time. Van saw us through a lot, helicopter was a steal, heh. Set the Happy Meal down anywhere, I'll get to him." He waved a long clawed hand nonchalantly.

[Kouryuu]

"The vehicles are a friends, he leaves them here time to time. Van saw us through a lot, helicopter was a steal, heh.

You could see a short sadness in her face if you where looking closely, but most where not and it vanished just a millisecond later, as if where just a flash, just in you imagination. "quite the catch, he got there, still if he needs some help do not be shy to ask, would actually like to meet this friend of yours." then she turned around while taking a long look around, where she exactly was.

if the active looking cant be done stealthy fashion then never mind this roll
12d6.hits(5) → [6,1,6,1,1,3,1,3,3,2,4,2] = (2)

[Kontact]

A quick toss put the corpse at the large Ghoul's feet.  "Three grand is a lot to pay for meals on wheels.  What's the pitch?"

[Artighur]

Hank take a look at the Ghoul. It's not the first time he saw one, in fact they tend to roam by on Battlefields and barrens, both place where Hank been a great number of time, but this big ? Impressive.

Logic 5 + Medical Background 5 (10d6.hits(5)=5) Medical Background check for HMHVV and what could have made that ghoul so big

Here the living one, I can wake him up if you want but he's yours if you want it. I bet you can get some good intel from this guy... and talking about intel, Joe said that we were going to have answers. I'd love to know what the heck is or was going on...

[GrimWulf]

Noise puts her back to a wall within moments of the lights coming on and her recognition of just what the orc really was.  She wanted as much distance between herself and the ghoul if she had to take him down. Can't want that kinda mess on you, though with the way her day had been so far the guy was probably cybered up and some kinda mystic adept on top of that... technomancer? sure why not...

She remains quiet as the others offer their allegiances or bodies that they're carrying.

[Chrona]

"Om nom." The metal ground below the corpse suddenly twists and becomes malformed with a sharp sound as a blade shoots up from it, cleanly slicing the forearm from the corpse. The shape changes into a pillar, lifting the arm up to the Ghoul. He takes it by hand and peels back the sleeve s if it was a wrapper and bites into the muscle, his tusks and teeth tearing through it, he chews a little then swallows.

"I imagine," he carries on eating as if talking to you over a microwave dinner, "You'll want to interrogate the hired muscle yourself, I'll give you a room to use. As for what I pulled out of the Happy Meal, he knew the policlubber from political studies, but failed, eventually ended up admin for Tamanous. The policlubber owed Tamanous money, Mr. Meal didn't know how or why though. They devised a god awful plan to have going after him for the debt end up costing the Organleggers too much so they'd give up. Framing CJ for incompetence by taking out his hires in ambushes. Luckily CJ hired you guys, not noobs like dinner expected."

He starts effortlessly snapping off and eating the fingers like bread sticks, Hank believes that it's possible he was infected at very young age and so has had much longer than other sane ghouls to adjust to and train their changed body. The difference in Orc to Human years my have attributed