[Kontact]

<<@Kitten and Noise: Are either of you licensed at all?  Was it stupid to think that you might have a cover story for why you walk around looking like soldiers on patrol?  If one of you has a security license, we could take you into the hotel if needed.>>

[farothel]

"I'm a licenced mage, at least fake licenced," Kitten said, "but I can wear something else, you know.  So I don't look out of place there."

[Larzarus]

"I assume, LJ wants to know what does your SIN says you are? What is/was your job on your SIN? I for example was a chief in a small restaurant in Atlantic City. Hence, it's unlikely that I can go in that costly hotel even as a guest."

[Artighur]

"Meh, I do have a Medic licence or a UCAS military one... at the very worst, there is still the real one. If you need physical backup I should be able to get in without much problems. Also, careful of MAD scanners and such, chances they'll take a look at your wires if you get in..."

[farothel]

"I have one where I'm an ex-military mage, CAS," she said, "The other is a simple wage mage in a small company.  So with the military one I might get in as bodyguard, if that's what you want to know.  I'm sure there are guests in that hotel with their own private magical support."

[Kontact]

"Yes.  That was what I wanted to know.  With that license you could be hired security and you can go wherever Silk goes without breaking her cover.  That is important information for planning."  Jun sat on the small mattress with his legs folded under him, doing breathing exercises.

[Xzylvador]

"That's all good and well, but I'd prefer to be meeting with someone. A woman of my status does not just go to a restaurant and dine alone... or with some low ranking Sarariman.", Oren 'Silk' Fukuyama spat out the last few words with barely veiled disgust. "I could go with my son for brunch, I suppose. Tonight is just too late to dine with a 3 year old."

Silk let Oren's eyes go over Kitten's body, shamefully appraising her. She rolled her eyes. "An Arabic bodyguard... I suppose decent Japanese help wasn't available on short notice... not without ties to other groups. At least you're human, that's something."

[Kouryuu]

Com between Junk yard owner and Andromeda.
>Sure, just give me too days and Wednesday morning you can have it.<

>Wednesday? Wednesday is too late i need the drone tomorrow. there should be some other way to get a spy drone faster? do you have some ideas?<

>when it's a spy drone you are looking for, You can always get one from Grey Market Corp Shop, if i am not mistaken it's called Flying Eye or something like that. it's micro, so you will not be able to do much modding with it, but a camera with some basic upgrades should do just fine. i will even attach the address and matrix link.<

>K, thanks, will get one right now, and as for your help, you have a favor by me.<

Andromeda continued to talk to her friend, but switched her AR and went to the link he had sent. It was a simple shop decor, nothing unique, nothing that would give it a soul, just the corp Logo differentiated it from any other shop design. even the catalog for the merchandise was life less, simple, and dull.
Andromeda inputted the specifications and made the purchases, she noted that she would get it tomorrow morning. Most likely while bringing LJ and Silk to the Hotel.

then a simple text to LJ
@LJ >Could you lend me your tag eraser for a hour or two tomorrow?<

[farothel]

Silk let Oren's eyes go over Kitten's body, shamefully appraising her. She rolled her eyes. "An Arabic bodyguard... I suppose decent Japanese help wasn't available on short notice... not without ties to other groups. At least you're human, that's something."

"I can still stunbolt your ass into the next timezone," Kitten replied, "no matter how cute it might be."

[Larzarus]

"Yeah, yeah, and I read your emails,... three of use inside, four of us ready outside. Should be fine. What about you, Noise?"

"Andromeda, are we anywhere near south downtown, so you can drop me off now?"

[Kouryuu]

"Andromeda, are we anywhere near south downtown, so you can drop me off now?"

"Yeah, i like to keep Habu on the Highway, so we will be passing Downtown in approximately 20 min. and about tomorrow, you are welcome to make use of the sedan before or after we drop of Silk and LJ." A quick look in the direction of silk. "That is if my humble car is not a sore in the eye of her highness."

[Xzylvador]

Oren's eyes and lips narrowed to thin lines, throwing an angry look towards Kitten. "I will not have my personnel behaving that way. You will do as I tell you and only what I tell you, anything else will have swift, serious and unpleasant repercussions. Is that understood?"

She shook her head and sighed, then dropped the Japanese accent and Oren's voice and switched back to the voice she'd used all the time before. It had a strange effect, the voice not matching the person who was speaking. "Seriously, you need to work on that. If you can't behave like a professional bodyguard, I'm not taking you with me.
As for transportation, I'm not sure... If I just arrived in the town's airport I might just take a cab, one of the fancier ones of course.
I need to know if we're planning on renting a room there too. Arriving there without a reservation and with a child already is very much out of character for a well organized Japanese business woman."

[Larzarus]

"Fancier cap, you mean an expensiver cap?" Space can't stop being an accountant.  "A nevermind. It might, by the way, be okay, if you are not a well organized person, so you can ask un-organized. Although, I still can't guarantee that I can spoof your payment for the hotel, sry for that, so probably better pretend you only looking for a suite, checking out different hotels."

[farothel]

"If we're just checking the place out," Kitten said, "we can't arrive with a child.  Unless you can in Japan, I must say I don't know their customs all that well.  And don't worry, I can do bodyguard.  It wouldn't be the first time I have to babysit."

[Xzylvador]

Silk shrugged. "Then get used to being treated like drek without lashing out like that. It doesn't fit a bodyguard. You do have appropriate clothing?
And we're probably over complicating this. It's just a hotel, right? Not a nuclear missile silo.
Tomorrow at, let's say 11:00 hours, Kitten, LJ and I go there as mother, child and bodyguard to have brunch. We'll just eat there and have a look around, we can discuss further measures when we have more information.
Even if it raises questions, it's Oren Fukuyama's business and hers alone. As long as we don't behave suspicious -and our SIN's don't get burned-", she eyed Kitten, "no questions should be asked. A place like that simply can't afford sticking their nose into the private affairs of their guests or they'll be out of business in no time.
It shouldn't be any problem for Space to spoof the Rover with some taxi-service ID and to find a decent looking clothes for Hank or whoever will be driving.
In the meanwhile I suggest everyone does what they can to get more info, but don't do anything that might set off some alarm bells; plenty of time for risky stuff later. We meet again around 9 in the morning to prepare? I'm going to clean myself up a bit and get back into Aswan's skin.... Romy, would you mind dropping me off at a mall, I've got some shopping to do."