[Xzylvador]

"What? I don't think everyone can be put into neat little predetermined boxes just because of what they look like, that doesn't mean I'm morally obliged to take on the entire Humanis Policlub.
Don't get me wrong, if I see Ragley crossing the street I won't hit the brakes. But I'm not going after him for personal closure or whatever, certainly not when I've got a pretty good hunch that I'll be paid to do so in the not-too-distant future anyway.
And considering we were originally hired to capture and deliver him instead of finding dirt on him, I don't think sabotaging his reputation will be of much help. If anything, it might even make him harder to find if he needs to lay low and wait for the media storm to quiet down... Besides, the man's got debts and dealings with Tanamous; if they want to kill his reputation, I don't think they need Ron's help.
But hey, it's not my call. We're a team, right? Just saying I don't like loose ends that can turn around to bite us in the ass and I think he's worth more to us dead than alive."

[Artighur]

@Team : Meh I'm kinda with Silk on this, even if this guy don't want to sell us, there is people that are experts at cracking minds open. Its way to dangerous to hand him over to the Pawns...

And for the ETA, we should be there soon. You girls are ok ?"

[Larzarus]

Space only understand a small part of the talk between the other team members and made a mental note to ask someone later about a little 'who-killed-who' in this little run.
At least he has some commcodes now, to hear their talks.
I will see what I can do. But any more specific area, where I should start with the tracking, would be nice. It will probably take me an hour or so too search the whole city for all these codes.
When Silk leaves the room, Space follows her. No need to be alone in this place. When he passed the drone, he jacked himself in for a little moment, to look at some more detail:
Space looks through the autosoft files to see, how the attack was triggered exactly and if there was some kind of friend-foe recognition. For latter Space also checks if he can copy the recognition settings
to his commlink.

With this info, Space went to Noise and Silk into the car.

[Chrona]

The drones IF/F was nothing special, it was set to eliminate anyone but the mercs.

Tracing the RFID would be easier if you eliminate the ones recovered from the Mercs at the club, it would b best to sit on it for now.

"Have a good day, miss." The two officers finally leave.

[Larzarus]

The drones IF/F was nothing special, it was set to eliminate anyone but the mercs.

Tracing the RFID would be easier if you eliminate the ones recovered from the Mercs at the club, it would b best to sit on it for now.

Space scans at least the weapons from the two drones, the turret and the pistol (from under the table) for their ID.

He get into the back seat of the car and tells Silk and Noise about it the drones IF/F and also: "I better skip the tracing of the guns for now until I have a more relaxed surrounding and excluded the codes of those guns, we found in the building. Quite long list of codes, you know.
But I have something you might find interesting, a datafile from the building note, powerfull steahlth and engryption on it.

Space copy the file onto his main commlink and starts the encryption in AR, so he still can follow the conversation between Silk and Noise a little bit:

1) 2 hits
Space thought: Nope, that didn't do it at all. Maybe a advanced pattern sampling with inverse bitcodes...
2) 7 hits
Space thought: Almost, only a few thousand combination left, bruteforce should do it...
3) 8 hits

[Chrona]

When Space reaches the car he stalls for a second, it's a two-seater.

The encryption is pretty good but eventually you are through. It's footage from the security cameras, looks like the saboteur missed it.

[farothel]

Finally, Kitten thought to herself when the two cops had gone.  She really needed to talk to someone about getting better quality fake SINs and to her team members about going back to a location they know is hot.  Now they first had to get the body out of the car and then the hell out of here.  First the body, she decided as she went back to the car.

"They're gone," she said to LJ, "now let's get the guy out of here before they or some others come back."

When she got the message from Silk, she was quite interested, not only in the 25k, but she wouldn't comment right now.  First finish the job, then see about the money.

[Larzarus]

Space staars a few moments at the two-seater Lady's, whats that? Do I have to take a cap from here or what? I hope the other guy on the comm has a bigger car ... what ever. *sigh*

Space shrugs, sits down an the old crate next to the car and through the car window,

[...] tells Silk and Noise about it the drones IF/F and also: "I better skip the tracing of the guns for now until I have a more relaxed surrounding and excluded the codes of those guns, we found in the building. Quite long list of codes, you know.
But I have something you might find interesting, a datafile from the building note, powerfull steahlth and engryption on it.

Space copy the file onto his main commlink and starts the encryption in AR, so he still can follow the conversation between Silk and Noise a little bit:

1) 2 hits
Space thought: Nope, that didn't do it at all. Maybe a advanced pattern sampling with inverse bitcodes...
2) 7 hits
Space thought: Almost, only a few thousand combination left, bruteforce should do it...
3) 8 hits

I give Silk and Noise a little bit time to post something too...

[GrimWulf]

Geez you guys posted up a little swarm there.

@ Silk: Yeah I'll be fine, armor stopped it. Good thing it wasn't firing slugs.  As for the beds, not with explosives rigged to blow... I think I'll wait for my own bed.

Noise see's Silk approach as she gives the reply to her earlier question and then tells her about the vault's contents.  She waits for the other woman to enter the car. She turns down the music to a barely audible level. "That is better, a little money always makes the hurt go 'way." 

Comm: Remind later to thank Mr. Politician for welcoming to house.

When the topic switches to Silk's reactions on Ragley and his Humanis relations, she says to Silk  "Is not right what these polly club men do." She pronounces policlub as if it was too words.  "Some day reckoning will come to them all.  If we get paid to help that, I will be happy to be there with you.  Maybe that time I save your life, da?"  She offers Silk one of her imported Russian cigarettes.

Comm: I agree on waiting. Rag's might be an asshole, but I'd rather be paid to take him out.

She grins as Space arrives at the car and looks dumbfounded at how small it is, she calls out through the window, still speaking Russian to him. "I give you same option as the other dwarf.  Trunk is small, but so are you!" 

[Kontact]

<<@Team:  I'll talk it over with Joe.  I'm not suggesting we take on Humanis, or really, Alamos 20,000 - Hand of Five.  That would be stupid.  But, if we can tie Ragley to the murder of the Metas at the club, then we'd force them to keep their distance from Ragley after we take him out.  Basically, if we burn the son of a bitch, then it lowers the chance of any open retaliation.  As it is, Ragley is a valuable asset to their organization.  If we can arrange for the police to put out a warrant for his arrest, then he is not a valuable asset, but an embarrassing problem.  Character assassination makes actual assassination easier.  But for the moment, we should prepare ourselves for what comes next.  Now is when we will begin working in earnest.>>

resist invis spell [3,5,5,3,1,5]=(3) nope. lift and carry 9d6.hits(5) → [1,5,5,2,6,1,3,4,5] = (4) 135 kilos

It took Angela a moment or two to find the right grip to hoist the invisible man from the car, but carrying him is was no trouble, even in heels.  She walked into the front of the body shop as briskly as her tiny legs would carry her and greeted the large troll at the front desk.
"Mr. Joseph is expecting me.  I have a delivery."

[Larzarus]

Space considers to show Silk and Noise the footage he has decrypted on his electronical paper. So he reaches into his backpack and hand it into the car: Take a look at this, seems I found someone you can thank for the little welcome party, Noise. Do you one of you recognize him?
At the same time, he watches the data on his contact lense in fast forward to skip the parts where nothing happens for them.

[Chrona]

The recording begins. I clearly shows Ragley, a scarred one in a designer suit with gloves, enter the house and sit down to talk with Salt and a few of his friends.
He's accompanied by a tall, black man with a lot of facial piercings. He's wearing actioneer business clothes.

Then it cuts to static. A few flickers that could be frames. A few more seconds of Static.
The time stamp is ten minutes later, they shake hands and the two visitors leave.

The recording has no sound but is Sim-Sense enabled, tell me if you use it.

The Troll smiles from behind a large coffee, "Mornin' little lady, you kno' where tah find Joe, go on through."

[farothel]

Kitten followed the dwarf inside, keeping an eye out for trouble.  Off the street the chance of meeting annoying cops was severely limited, but that didn't mean there couldn't be other dangers.  Also she had to know when to drop the invisibility spell.  But for now she would remain silent and on the background.

[Chrona]

"Oh, whose yer purdy frend you brought?" The troll miles at Kitten. "Wud you two like cough-e?"

[Xzylvador]

Silk watched the video and nodded.
"The guy with the scar is a politician, Corland Ragley. Arranged last night's events in Equilibrium. Policlub, obviously. The host is the owner of this house, ex-Lonestar turned merc who did the dirty work... he's been taken out of the picture. Don't know the third guy, maybe our Johnson does."
She threw a smile towards the hacker. "Good job, I'm sure that wasn't just lying around. You've got some skill! What about those glitches, flash frames and missing footage, no way to clean those or recover something from them?"