[kirk]

It's a gray October morning in Atlanta. The heat's finally beginning to break; it'll probably only reach 27 today. Cloudy and muggy as it is, it still probably won't rain. There's nothing special in the news, just the normal politics and crime sprees and promises that if you buy the latest chum you'll be a sexual magnet and the envy of your fellow wageslaves. Bah.

Time to start your day, chummer.

[Mason]

I wake up with a start at 11:00 AM, with a pounding headache from last night's bar shenanigans and a fight with my daughter, who sneaked out to a dance I ordered her not to go to. I slowly sit up, clutching at my head. Eventually I get up the gumption to go to the kitchen and set about curing my affliction with concoctions of raw eggs and more booze. I check and make sure Marie left for school. Seeing she isn't in the house, I call the school and verify she arrived. She didn't. I sigh and go hunt her down, prepping for another serious discussion of her behavior. I ignore the junk heap in my front yard where i am working on some car scraps, trying to make this thing run with a combo of magic and grease. When i find her, if she is with that biker boy, again, I levitate her away from him and literally drag her home against her will. Arguments ensue, I would imagine.

(My character goes about his daily business until he gets a call for a job. If it has been awhile since he had work, then he will go seek work around 3:00. He is used to overwatch and courier work.)

[Pyromaster13]

Barbosa wakes up groggy as usual, grunting under his breath "I'm getting too old for this shit..." as he makes his way to his half-dead bathroom. He takes only a few seconds to brush his hair, not even caring to clean his teeth or wash up.  He then calls over his only drone, a manservant to dress him.  He tells the manservant to resume cleaning before leaving to go out on the town.

[Crash_00]

Lucky is halfway through his lunch when his comm chirps. At first he figures its just a reminder about a gig he's booked to bounce or some such, but the continued chirp finally gets him to grab the link and flip it open.

After a brief discussion with his old friend, Lucky sends a quick Commtext and throws on his suit. He hails a cab and makes his way into the city, looks like today is going to get interesting after all.

[Sichr]

Yesterdays Tekken2072 party is still echoing through local matrix, as players still lay down on mattresses around the walls, empty bottles, as well as some empty syringes, laying on the floor in the centre of the room. Slight smell of urine reminds me, that not everyone in the game should be the winner, and HotSimmed virtual combat may be almost as dangerous as the real one.
I fought only few duels, my reference is more on tactical combat and intel. This also allows me to have clear viev on the real life perspective, during in the game...you may call me paranoid, but try to run away from cops, when you are drolling on your t-shirt and your BTL legs arent taking you anywhere.
However.
Being the first who wakes has its own rewards. At least nobody picks your pockets on the leave. Ive looked arounnd the flat, that more than anything resembles some squat on the edge of altona, some place that hadnt been hit too hard by Black tide. Fridge accepted my command and unlocked the door, as I was checking access log. This is my treasure chest. I dont care if anything else falls apart, but without well supplied fridge, the wireless coverage and, of course, the escape tunnel, I cannot call a place home.
Noodles in self-boiling package would made my day, i thought as I was placing the box on the tabble. Mysterious burbling and gurgling reminds me some whichcraft stories, one of such we were playing yesterday in coop with these Yankees vs. my old mates back in Hambourgh...wild bunch of motherfuckers on both sides. They won..we need some teambuilding IMO.
As I draw back heavy non-translucent curtains, daylight sudenly explodes in the room, made me blink for a few times to get my vission back.
You sound like waking tiergarten!! C`moon fellas, time for the afterparty
I smiled at that pack of chipheads, noticing that every single one is moving at least a bit, that means no bodies disposal routine today. I slurped first batch of noodles, when incoming message flashed at my image link.
OK guys, gotta buy some beers. make yourself comfortable...and remember, no hacking from this location, or Ill personaly hunt you down, and stay away from the fridge or Ill personaly hunt you down and sell you to Tamanous.
I put my suit on, check Anansie in the arm slide and set out for the meeting with Lucky.

[Pyromaster13]

As the next day rises, Barbosa goes through his usual routine, "Eu estou começ a velho para esta merda...".

He spends this day at home, having spent most of his daily cred on booze and ramen last night... 'God I love ramen...' he thought as he made his morning coffee to assist with the headache from the said booze.  Barbosa passed his time in his two room apartment by watching the daily trids, with the usual shit advertisements about Leonization and registering for social security since they considered his age, he wished he could get some of that free money from the government just for being old.  After about an hour he finally got bored, and decided to go to his room and meditate.  He got on the flat and rigid floor next to his bed, and it took him a few minutes to focus out the distracting smell of the room before he finally slipped away.   It seemed like days had passed as he fell into an endless thoughtless trance, only to awake a mere 6 hours later in a dark room illuminated only by the nightlights and the stars coming through his window.

'Only 2 more days...' he thought...

[Kouryuu]

Waking up is always the hardest part of the day, at least as far Valkyrie was considered.
... Just a few more minutes ... crossed her mind and she shut her eyes for 3 more hours

The second time she was woken by a knock on her door, so she had to leave the bed. A pity, just at the best moment of the dream.
In the end it was just a delivery man, and he did not even bring her the leather boots she had sent for, could a day start worse?
she went on with her daily routine and summoned a Raven(watcher) to check on her surroundings and a Viking (Guardian spirit) to sand guard at her place and help her with the daily actions. For her the spirits where just more then slaves, they where her friends, so by daily actions she meant spending the day together, having fun.
But after receiving a Com from a friend, who has helped her out more then once, she left for the Bar he had set as a meeting point.
Text@Lucky >Will be there. V. <
then she gets into her Mercury comet and goes to the bar sending her watcher in front scouting the area, and the Viking still just a call apart keeps her company.
She puts on her goggles and goes VR to meet up with lucky in the node he had pointed out, while the car speeds on autopilot to the programed destination.

[Sichr]

Hello Lucky boy, how do you feel today...
I need to get out of this mess for a while, so Ill take a cab and be there in meat, if you dont mind. Maybe you can use some backup..well I deffinitively should use some REAL socity for a difference, I know that should sound like hypocrisy, well this matrix gamblers are  dull stuff...and I have a need for some real action. Ill be there on time, take a seat on the bar and reamin silent.

[kirk]

GM Notes. I'm doing this from Valkyrie's point of view. I know she's full VR and Lucky is AR. From timing I also think she's first, though not by much. I think Bypass is AR also. The AR users will see the same node but through a 'screen' window.  I am not going to describe any player's virtual icon as that's up to you. The local reality filter adjusts size so everyone is are roughly equal "size", otherwise lets preferences remain intact. Note that Valkyrie's icon, like Mr. Johnson's, will not be in a bubble.
You enter a shallow cave, fronted by a waterfall and with a stone pathway leading to the right. As you exit the cave along the waterfall you enter a virtual grotto, a circular wall of plants with rock walls behind, in the center of which is a large pool. In the center of the pool is a graceful gazebo to which the pathway leads, transitioning from stone to a translucent looking wood.

As you enter the gazebo a mermaid lifts herself on the opposite side and addresses you.

"Welcome, guest, to the Red Mist's Blue Node. If there is something I can get you please ask. The other guests have not yet arrived but should be here shortly." You indicate you want nothing at the present time, and the mermaid gracefully slides back into the water and disappears.

Almost immediately, you see an iridescent bubble appear from behind the curtain of the waterfall. You see within it, as though in a crystal ball, Lucky's persona. He greets you and the bubble floats to join you. Not too long after that a bubble with Bypass's persona repeats the process.

You haven't time to feel impatient when an anthropomorphic Panda enters. The panda is a popular local generic icon, one of a set purchased by tourists and locals who visit various attractions.  "At least," you think to yourself, "it wasn't a Rhett or a Bulldog."

"Hello," the Panda says on reaching you. "I'm Mr. Johnson, and I need to hire your services."

Actions and responses before the conversation starts, please. You may interject actions that you did in the midst of the preceding if you wish.

[Crash_00]

Lucky floats into the node in a bubble that seems to be quickly filling up with smoke. With a quick nod at Valk his avatar extinguishes an old pipe and straightens its clothes. The smoke starts to clear and you find yourself looking at an orc dressed up in an old inspector uniform that seems to be pulled straight from Sherlock Holmes. Lucky gives another nod at Bypass when he enters the node and is just starting to pace as the Panda finally enters.

"Well first we can discuss which services you will need us to provide you and then will come the terms of payment." The edge in Lucky's voice gives away that he isn't very comfortable negotiating with people, its like he's trying to refrain from growling.
Etiquette Default (2d6) = 0 hits
Edge Added (5d6) = 3 hits

[Sichr]

Take your time and have a lot of questions, Ill have closer look at panda.

[Kouryuu]

Valkyrie Was Proud to be Associated with the Norse Gods, as was her family. Style was important as they almost always were dealing with high class clients, so it is only natural that they would have outstanding wardrobe and some custom-made persona's, at their disposal.
Her persona was the same as her name - Valkyrie, and it looked just like her, a bit more Muscle, a bit taller, and the Face a bit younger, as it was in real life, but only because of the time when the Persona was made. Valkyries persona was Wearing a Viking Armour set, with a Round shield and axe at her belt, and a spear in her hand. There was no doubt that she was a fighter, there was even less doubt that she was confident. If the surrounding world would not tell otherwise, just looking at her you could fear you have been transported back in time and a mighty Women worrier is about to stand up to you, either to just talk or to ram the spear trough your lungs.
Valkyrie introduced herself (2) "Good afternoon, MR. J. , Lucky here said you have some work for us, might we inquire what it is about and what ill the pay be, and even more important why did you choose a public node for it, as I am a bit uncomfortable to speak about some aspect of work in public space."
Text@Lucky and ByPass trough Lucky's forwarding
"Yo guys, I will do most of the negotiation, but I would appropriate a hand on digging out stuff about the job and the J.
V."

[kirk]

First, as Mr. Lucky can inform you, the owners of the Red Mist take pains to keep what they call their private nodes, private. This node is, I've been assured, as private as a back room in the club itself.

The job itself is a bodyguard task with a possible hot extraction. One of my organization's people is attending a conference. We have received word that there might be a terrorist attack on the conference. We will pay a base fee of 5,000¥ just to have you in position. If the attack occurs, we will pay you an additional 25,000¥ if our employee gets out alive and able to continue her work. Get her out alive but unable to do her duties within a week and we'll pay you an additional 5,000¥. Don't get her out, well, we'll pay you the base fee for your time.

There are political reasons why we cannot have our regular security contractor do this job. That is why we need to hire someone who, erm, who cannot be openly associated with us. You.

Last but not least, the conference starts approximately an hour from now.

If this much is acceptable I'll give you the details you need to do the job; names, places, that sort of thing.

[Kouryuu]

Text@ByPass >how much time do you need, not sure we can hold his attention for long, his job is time essential.<
While typing the message to ByPass Valkyrie double checked the data she received from J. " So we either get 5k , 10k or 30k? any special requirments? "
still not turning her attention away fro Mr J. so she does not miss any change in his mood.

[Sichr]

If you give me a minute or two, it would be nice. Im trying to do what I could...And minute or two is not too much for a conversation...