[Larzarus]

PM @ Space: "I know those searches will take some time and that we're not technically on the job anymore. But it would be good to know who we made an enemy of tonight, so I'd appreciate it if you continued and let me know what comes out of it. That counts for all of us I guess."

When Space saw all the weapons down in the workshops, he assumed that they came from the mercs. Noise and the other must knocked quite a lot of them out of business. But he can't really believe it that they didn't manage to take a single commlink with them. Paydata is so much easier to hide and to transport than those guns, but what ever.

He starts a copy of his agent on the building nexus with Browse and Stealth and Analyze and Stealth. The internal script commands him to check the camera feeds, the maglocks at the doors and if new accounts are created; not to trigger an open alarm but to send a message to Space's second commlink (Space encrypted its commcode and load this also in the agent). It also should, in unregular time intervalls, browse through the matrix, specially the top news of various networks from Seattle, for Ragley and this black, unknown man and also for his new team members (those Space know so for), in case their face show up in local death notices.

[Larzarus]

@team: Done, my agent check the door locks and camera feeds of the safe house and call me, if someone is sneaking into it.
Space move his AR windows aside, when he fells that Habu has stoped. He don't bother to check his GPS to see were they are right now. He looks around the group of runnes in the coach room. Nobody has told him, who the head of the team is, but since Silk looks like the Face and was the one who hired him after all, Space talks in her direction: "Call it a day then? If there is nothing else, you need from me, hacking or browsing anything, we can talk about money, can we?"

[Chrona]

You all find a nice, empty floor of a multi-story parking lot in touristville, no one seems to have followed either of the vehicles.

Both pull up at around the same time.

[GrimWulf]

Noise hops out of the rig's trailer and gives the area a quick look around ensuring that they are indeed alone.

9d6.hits(5) → [4,6,3,6,5,6,6,6,5] = (7)  Where the heck was that roll hiding earlier!

"Lady Kitten, you should do that magic look thing too."

"I also apologize to you and to new short man. I am Genevieve. I am called by Noise by many.  You will need to excuse poor English." She offers each of them her hand in turn.

[farothel]

"Oh, hey," Kitten said as she shook Noise's hand.  She was still thinking about what she had seen on the road, or better, what she hadn't seen.  Right before they had arrived here, she had dismissed her watcher.

"What magical look?  You want me to assense something?  Anything special going on here?"
She looked around her.

[Kouryuu]

When Noise is passing by the Andromeda she starts
"hey, Noise ........" But by the second word Noise has already passed and went outside of the trailer
seems she is in a hurry, better get her Car outside for her
Even before everyone else could manage to crowd the entranceway of the trailer Andromeda parked the next to Habu, and the Sedan inside, a easy task for her as she had done so countless times.
When joining Noise and kitten she just added.
"If you need something done on the car, you can get a big discount Noise, and i might even trow a Rigger adaption as a bonus for my convenience." she grinned on the Rigger adaption part, so you could not be sure if she really meant it or was just making a joke.
"Nice seeing you in one piece Kitten, hope Angela behaved" still grinning  she said to Kitten

[farothel]

"She was okay," Kitten said, "of course, I can stunbolt just about anybody, although I try not to.  Nice wheels by the way, although not exactly stealthy."

She moved her vision to the astral for a moment to check for spirits in the vicinity.  Not really assensing anybody, except when she found spirits or astral bodies that shouldn't be there (everything except her team mates).

[Chrona]

"She was okay," Kitten said, "of course, I can stunbolt just about anybody, although I try not to.  Nice wheels by the way, although not exactly stealthy."

She moved her vision to the astral for a moment to check for spirits in the vicinity.  Not really assensing anybody, except when she found spirits or astral bodies that shouldn't be there (everything except her team mates).

A watcher spirit is soaring past the car park, obviously on a remote task of some kind, the immediate area seems clear of astral interlopers.

[Artighur]

Alright folks so how much we have to split ?

Hank paused to get the answer, while watching Kitten and Space reaction. He wanted to know what kind of teammates they were. Of course they're in for money, most people are, let's just see how loyal they are, he thought for himself.

[Larzarus]

Since Hank was looking at him rather than at Silk or Noise, Space assumes that he wants the answer from him. Since bookkeeping was something, he did for more than a few years, he had no problem to recall a rough inventory. When he speaks, Space sounds as if he had the inventory list infront of him: "Let me see, a turret, destroy and unrepairable, but nanit technology so maybe worth something at the right hands; drones, two, fully intact with weapons, AK something, one each and fully loaded; multiple credsticks, value unknown, ask Silk; a nexus, based on the system parameter, I would assume a modified MCT Sentinel, inside the safe house walls, exact position unknown, connected to explosives; explosives, armed and also inside the safe house walls, exact position unknown, exact amout and material unknown; no paydata on the nexus;..."
after a short break to breath, Space added, "That should be all from the safe house, about this body or the guns, you have to ask Andromeda or those two, which I assume were at the clinic right now." Space nods over at Kitten and LJ to signal them, that they can add anything they have.What was her name again, LJ or Angelia or both? Have to introduce myself later again to them to figure that out.

[Kontact]

The unfamiliar dwarf woman exited the vehicle and saw the others beginning to gather around the back side of an 18-wheeler truck.  Hmmm.. nice grouping.  Could probably float a grenade in the center of them.  Probably two grenades.

"Money.."  Angela yawns.  "Hooray.."  She leans up against the back of the sedan.  "Joe says to expect info on further work sometime in a week or so.  I am not sure he even knows what kind of people he is up against at this point.  Clones and suicide soldiers and all this race-hate bullshit is more than just business as usual.  There will be much trouble before this is finished.  I hope the compensation continues to please you, because I imagine there will be casualties before this is over."

She perks up at the thought. "Did you see what they did with the mercenaries bodies?  It was like a Gunther von Hagens exhibit.  Very extravagant."

[Larzarus]

She perks up at the thought. "Did you see what they did with the mercenaries bodies?  It was like a Gunther von Hagens exhibit.  Very extravagant."

Fortunatly, Space had finished before this inventory, before Angela call to them. He hates to be interrupted when he order his mental bookkeeping. Nevertheless, she had mentioned something important, Space almost forgot or even want to forgot. Speaking of bodies, did you check if Salt's commlink has his SIN saved? Its worth a look if the list of cyberware from Kitten consists with the information on the SIN. By the way, I'm Space, we didn't meet in meat, so 'Nice to meet you.' Again, Space made a small bow with his head towards Angela.

[Kouryuu]

As the last one of the team had left Habu Andromeda put it back in patrol mode. Habu's size is it's best asset and the biggest problem in one, and at this time they do not really need anything from it anymore.
"When you decide what to sell and where i will deliver the goods, but for now it's better that they keep moving. Guess my cut are the drones, right? My cut of the cash from the trade i will take in person when i deliver the goods to the fixer, but now i would like to excuse myself, a bath and my bed are waiting for me."
Andromeda started to move in the direction of the Sedan.

[Xzylvador]

Silk didn't want to waste too much time on dividing the money, she did have a life besides 'running. She nodded at Kitten and presented herself briefly, but got to business quickly.
"How's this sound?
Romy, if you plan to keep the drones, I won't object. Otherwise I say we all do what we can to get a good price for the fenced equipment and give everyone an even share. Pick what you think you can fence best and get the best price you can get in let's say, a week. Pass the profits to someone we trust -Hank, I'm looking at you here- and after a week, we divide it evenly. If anyone thinks I can get a better price I'm always willing to work my magic, but I'm not getting involved with the guns LJ took from the mercs in any way. They're too hot and I would've preferred leaving them, they should probably be destroyed or sold to someone with a knack for forgetting where he got his goods.
Space, Kitten, you guys only joined past halfway, so I think half a cut is fair. Possibly a small bonus to Space because he might have to work some overtime.
We'll decide what we do with the safe house at a later point. We'll first have to see who comes looking at it. Space, you can give us all equal rights to its camera's and security system? We're professionals, so let's finish this up quick and clean, the professional way and then it might be best to lay low for a little while."

[Kouryuu]

"How's this sound?"

Andromeda stopped and turned to the team, still being almost in their midst.
"Great, it sounds great, just most of you lack transportation, so delivering them to the fence will fall upon me i guess."
She sighted "good just give me a call i will get them there, just do not hope i will sell them, as my only option is to sell them as junk." she turned around and continued her way to the sedan
"and the uzi, i will check for bugs, and stash them tomorrow in the safehouse if someone of you has the nerve to sell them a few days after the massacre."