[farothel]

As the engines were already running, Hyena gave him a sign to indicate that everything was secure and he could move, before strapping herself in.  From Asante to Lagos was some time, so she had downloaded a film on her commlink to see while on this flight.  She put on her goggles and activated the film.  Some fantasy/action flick with an ork actress, not big on the story, mostly mindless entertainment.  From time to time she liked it that way.  But in the corner of her eye she kept a window open with the outside view so she could react should it be necessary.

[Thermo]

It’s Monday morning when you finally touch ground again. After the flight from Asante, and especially after that landing, you’d almost be willing to kiss the ground—except that it is, perhaps, the filthiest tarmac you’ve ever seen. The airport building appears to be a sprawling facility that may once have had a full set of walls and roof, but the years haven’t been kind. Inside the building are a variety of vendors, some with tarps over the space they’ve claimed to protect them from holes in the roofing. The ceiling itself—where it is complete—is a colorful mosaic of red, black, and green molds that spreads down the walls. The floor is broken tile and coated with a thick layer of reddish dust. Strange-looking motorcycles—small and slender—zip through the crowds outside on what passes for a thoroughfare, with piles of luggage strapped behind passengers. Groups of men armed with AK-97s patrol the crowds. They’re wearing armored fatigues and dark glasses, and their faces are heavily scarred.

“Airport ‘security,’” Jane whispers, as a group of ten men saunters towards you. “Looking for a bribe.”

What do you do?

[Hyena, make a knowledge roll for Lagos gangs (I'll allow you to roll on tribes as though they're gangs, frankly not much difference in Lagos) ]

[Mirikon]

Iceblade stepped forward, putting himself at the front of the group. One hand rests easily on the hilt of his sword, not in a threatening manner, but one showing he is quite capable of defending himself if needed. "Let's see how this goes." There was no point in fighting them, that would just cause their entire stay to be more unpleasant than it had to be. But they would have to do something to keep the bribes from getting too high. It was a pity they didn't have a real Face on this job, but he'd have to make do. From what he read, regardless of their skill, Hyena and Jane would be at a disadvantage negotiating with most of the natives, and Jerry would probably just get the bribes raised out of spite. No, it fell on him to try and find a way through this without emptying their reserves.

[farothel]

[Hyena, make a knowledge roll for Lagos gangs (I'll allow you to roll on tribes as though they're gangs, frankly not much difference in Lagos) ]

lagos gangs 2 + intuition 4 =6 (6d6.hits(5)=1)
I'll probably recognise the most common ones (Igbo, Yoruba,...) on sight.

[Thermo]

@Hyena: You recognize the thuggish greeting party as being part of the Igbo tribe. You not-so-fondly recall that they have a particularly sexist view about women, and that they often "test" newcomers and that this entire encounter will likely be relayed to the rest of their tribe.

@Iceblade: The leader of the group of armed men steps forward and speaks in broken and heavily accented English, "You, elf-boy. Airport tax. One hundred nuyen each. Pay now or else BIG TROUBLE." At the last two words he sticks his scarred face close to yours and bugs his eyes out disturbingly. You notice that he has a beat-up commlink in his hand and he obviously expects you to pay him in cred.

[OOC: You can choose to negotiate with him, ignore him and stand your ground, shove him, etc. Your call, but make it quick - he's liable to make the first move at any moment.]

@All: The rest of the gang begins to form a rough circle around your small group. They are armed with AK-97's of dubious quality, which are slung casually over their shoulders by straps. Even if they don't work, most of the men are wearing armored vests and have wicked-looking knives in their belts as backup.

Bystanders are giving the entire scene a wide berth, not wanting to get anywhere near the action if things get out of hand.

[Sentinemodo]

OOC:
radar perception: any cyber on them? all cyber with 100 meters are detected automaticaly
matrix perception - any other nodes except the commlink in common signal range? What are the stats of the commlink?
Computer(1) + Analyze(5) -> 6d6.hits(5)=3, presence of nodes, beatup commlink access_id, firewall on the beat commlink

[farothel]

"Igbo, it's a test," Hyena said through the comm as the group came closer.  She mentally activated some of her powers like an adept at Ares had taught her.


-activate attribute boost for agility and strenght.
magic 5 + attribute boost 1 =6 agility= roll 1, strenght= roll 2 (6d6.hits(5)=3, 6d6.hits(5)=2)
-agility 8, strenght 5
-drain value is 1 for each, I buy the hits necessary.

[Thermo]

No buying hits, chummer. Roll them dice.

[Mirikon]

Iceblade's eyes never left that of the Igbo man. However, as he gripped the hilt of his sword, everything about him changed. His face extended, becoming something more bestial, and his skin turned to scales. Black wings spread behind him, as a tail curled about his feet. Fingers became claws, and his teeth turned razor sharp. In short, he looked as though he was turning into a small western dragon with brilliant black scales and green eyes. When he spoke, his words came in a growling tone, as though something much older and more powerful than they could imagine was getting annoyed with them. "Do you really wish to test my patience, mortal?"
Casting Physical Mask, force 5
9d6.hits(5)=5
Resist 3S drain.
10d6.hits(5)=3

[Thermo]

OOC:
radar perception: any cyber on them? all cyber with 100 meters are detected automaticaly
matrix perception - any other nodes except the commlink in common signal range? What are the stats of the commlink?
Computer(1) + Analyze(5) -> 6d6.hits(5)=3, presence of nodes, beatup commlink access_id, firewall on the beat commlink

Detection out to 100m? Automatic success with a Rating 1 Radar Scanner? doesn't work like that, omae...

Your radar cyberware system has a range of 100m, but it only functions as a millimeter wave scanner up to 15m (SR4a pg. 262). You'll need to roll to detect the cyberware on that table. Trying to detect standard cyberware only takes one hit, but you only bought a rating 1 scanner for 3000 nuyen, so you only roll one die.

Roll 1d6 10 times, I'll let you know if you detect anything on the hits

[farothel]

'what the...,' Hyena thought as she saw Iceblade change.  She popped quickly into the astral to have a quick look.


intuition 4 + assensing 3 + enhanced perception 2 =9 (9d6.hits(5)=3)


It was him and not a dragon.  Nice spell, she had to admit, but she wasn't sure what it would do.  She was quite sure there would be no mages amongst the Igbo.  Those stayed home as most of them could sterilize water and that skill was too valuable to risk in confrontations.  Some of them might be adepts, but they didn't often develop the power of astral perception, so they probably wouldn't see through it.  But they might just hoze them with the AKs as a reaction.  It was often the reaction of Igbo Area Boys, simply hoze everything with bullets and sort out the rest later.

[Thermo]

@Jerry: You run a quick scan using your millimeter wave scanner, but you don't see any cyberware on the gang members. You do, however, see that they're all armed with the same model assault rifle, the AK-97. After scanning for a brief moment, you utilize your natural mechanical aptitude and are able to see that they're in exceedingly bad shape. One or two are pitted with surface rust, and several appear to have barrels that are slightly bent. They'll probably fire, if the ammunition was cared for, but they'll be nearly useless at medium or long range.

@Hyena: You feel the world become slower, more sluggish, while you still move at normal speed. Your heightened senses are twitching with energy, just waiting for you to jump into action. You crouch slightly, feeling the spring in your legs, your balance and strength enhanced by your magic.

@Iceblade: You watch as the Igbo gang leader's eyes open wide in horror and shock. His mouth drops open, and an incoherent stream of gibberish begins to come out.

[OOC: Roll either Con or Intimidation, depending on how fierce you want to appear.  Mods: NPC is neutral (+0), result is annoying to NPC (-1), Iceblade is very physically imposing (+3), NPC's outnumber PC's (-2), Iceblade is obviously wielding magic (+2) = +2 total mod]

[Mirikon]

Iceblade nodded once, seemingly pleased with the reaction. "Now, I trust you will let the rest of your friends know, yes? I get annoyed so easily, and when I get annoyed, I get hungry. Now, we will be going on."

Con. Forgot the extra 2 dice. Total of 6 hits.
12d6.hits(5)=5
2d6.hits(5)=1

[Thermo]

[OOC: what language are you speaking in?]

[Mirikon]

<OOC> English. They spoke to me in English, so I'll speak back in that.