[Crash_00]

Your link pops up with what is becoming a familiar number, opening the file you find a text reading, Meet for drinks tonight at 8. Back room party as always. Dress light, its hot this time of year. RedE EdE

While its warmer than usual, the constant mist and wind still gives a chill. The shadows have been quiet for the most part. There was a short newscast about the zoo, but the city still seems to be tied up over the murder of some old Lone Star officers son and nothing else gets much trid time these days.

As you arrive at Eddy's, you notice a new addition to his parking lot. Two police cruisers sit at the outer edge. The windows are tinted, but the stylish headlights seem to be in an eternal stare down with the troll bouncers that stand guard. Coming in out of the rain, Eddy gives you a quick nod and goes back to his business. The back door opens easily for you, and you find yourself in a room with a a large Russian man. Three orks prop against the wall behind him, striking a pose clearly meant to project the bulges beneath their jackets. As the last of you enters, the Russian leans forward in to the light and begins to speak,"What I have in mind for the evening is a matter of great importance. No details leave this room. If they do...you will find very angry, and I'm not a man you want to make angry. I have a package that has been stolen from me. I need you to retrieve this package and return it to me without any third parties tracking you. I am willing to pay you 50,000¥ in either nuyen or arms once the job is done. I won't lie, there will be blood involved and the competition will likely be very competent. If you agree, we will get down to the details." As the man speaks, a network of crisscrossed scars across his face seem to stretch into creatures of myth and legend, and you know that this isn't a corporate man. This is a man who has lived a hard life and managed to claw his way into a seat of power.
Anyone with organized crime knowledge skills can make a roll to see if they recognize the man. Pig already knows him as he currently pays the man every month (Larry Bale).

[Xzylvador]

Rafa eyed the three orc bodyguards and smirked revealing yellowed tusks. Yeah, I could take you, punks.
He listened to the job, boredom clearly visible on his face. He'd take the job, just needed to hear where, when and what. The only real interest he showed was raising an eyebrow when the Russian bragged how dangerous he was. Something about barking dogs entered his mind, though experienced had taught Rafa that they do bite when prodded enough.
"Sounds like fun, what's the catch?"

[Chrona]

Disguise, then Shadowing, then Infiltration. (13d6.hits(5)=6, 13d6.hits(5)=6, 13d6.hits(5)=4) Wow... I didn't even add all of my disguise kit and mask by accident.

He'd spent most of the two weeks with Dogmeat in the barrens, or doing some B&Es for the 162's, now he was back in his apartment.
After picking the forearm clean and sprucing up, making himself look perfectly human again and putting on his chameleon suit under his clothes he headed to the club, knowing he wasn't followed.

He snuck in, by-passing the KE outside, sat down and listened, "I'm in, do you know who stole it?" He was a little worried he had sometime.

He also assensed them all.

Active Assensing. Last one is the boss. (10d6.hits(5)=4, 10d6.hits(5)=3, 10d6.hits(5)=3, 10d6.hits(5)=3)

[Onion Man]

"Pleasure to see you, sir."  Pig says as he removes his hat, "Anything I can do to be of service to you, of course.  Tell us a little about this package, I'm sure that we can take care of whatever needs to be taken care of to see it back in the right hands."

{Whatever you do, Pig, don't disagree with these guys.  They know where you live... drek, they pay the bills these days.  Just don't piss off Larry, and everything stays cool with Jerry}

[farothel]

"Sounds like fun," Critter said.  She had her classical hat on and for the rest she was dressed like usual.  While it was warmer it was nothing compared to the tropical jungle she had spend quite a lot of time in.
"Now we just have to see what the job is exactly about and then haggle a bit about price and advance and we're ready to go, I guess."

[Ethan]

Doc grins under his breath as he tugs his jacket in a little tighter at the neck, to keep the rain out. 'Hot out' my ass, he chuckles as he rounds the corner to the bar. He sees the police in the parking lot and continues walking past, scanning them briefly in the Astral to see if they were awakened. Nodding to the bouncers at the door, he walks through.  His hat and breathing mask was enough ID protection, for now, and he removes those once inside, double-checking that his commlink was off.

Once in the back room, he nods to the team and stands aside. He dips once more into the Astral, to make sure that there weren't any hidden surprises.

[Crash_00]

I think we've lost Boosts and Oni

Assensing: All three of the orks are on edge and wired to the gills. Their augs are a mix of high grade cyber and bio. Larry Bale is extremely upset (although he seems to be hiding it well for the aura you're getting). He has some headware and a cybernetic hand. All of them appear to be in good health, and none are magically active. You notice a spirit of man hanging out next to Larry on the astral plane.

"The package is a business acquaintance of mine that goes by the name Sharpy. He was picked up by several men dressed as Knights, and hustled away to a low rent apartment complex in Renton at Billings and 5th. I know nothing more of the situation so you'll have to find out the rest yourself. As long as I get him back, I don't care how long you take, but I want him returned alive. If you have need of equipment upfront that I can provide, I will take the cost out of your reward, but I do not give "cash" advances".

[Chrona]

I think we've lost Boosts and Oni
Laz is in my game too, he must just be busy.

Living in both worlds at once his aura spoke to the spirit, the equivalent of putting his fingers to his lips and going "Shh" as he knew the spirit would see his true nature.
"Sounds reasonable."

@Team: "This guy is pretty pissed, he's making his goons nervous. Who is he?"

[Xzylvador]

"So this Sharpy's gonna be happy we's fetching him for you or will he need some roughing up before he'll come along? And these men in KE uniforms, they might actually be Knights of they really just dressed like them?"
Rafa knew that for some reason, criminals dressed up as Knights or Stars. Probably considering it safer or something... In his hood, those uniforms only worked as bullet magnets.

[Crash_00]

"Tell him Larry sent you and he should come along without any trouble, I couldn't tell you it that'll make him happy or not. As for the Knights, I have no idea whether they are real officers or not, but I know that he has not been booked  or charged and is being held against his will. Corruption what it is in this city, I give it 50/50 odds."

[Onion Man]

I think we've lost Boosts and Oni
Laz is in my game too, he must just be busy.

Living in both worlds at once his aura spoke to the spirit, the equivalent of putting his fingers to his lips and going "Shh" as he knew the spirit would see his true nature.
"Sounds reasonable."

@Team: "This guy is pretty pissed, he's making his goons nervous. Who is he?"

Code: [Select]

@Nameless:
Him being pissed has me nervous too.

He's a who's who in the shadows.
Kingpin of sorts.

Wishlist

Operations Cleanup Kit (12F 500 nuyen)
AK-97 Sound Suppressor (12F 300 nuyen)
Subvocal Microphone, Skinlinked (6 100 nuyen)

[Chrona]

"Fantastic, syndicate? a loan shark then?"

[Onion Man]

Code: [Select]

@Nameless:

Vory.  Underground arms and cybers.


[Chrona]

Code: [Select]

@Nameless:
Vory.  Underground arms and cybers.


"Fantastic, I'll start my will."

[Crash_00]

Operations Cleanup Kit (12F 500 nuyen)
AK-97 Sound Suppressor (12F 300 nuyen)
Subvocal Microphone, Skinlinked (6 100 nuyen)

"An associate of mine will be contacting you with pickup details within the next twelve hours. If anything else crosses your mind, let me know and I'll make arrangements.
Larry stands from the table and begins pacing the back of the room. "If there's nothing else, I have a war to finish."