[farothel]

Hyena finished her perrier and after saying goodbye to her employer and team mates that were still there, she left.  She gave back the suit jacket and collected her pistol.  She went to buy some extra purification pills before going home, but as she was still current with her shots she didn't need any new ones.  There she packed, putting all weapons in her checked in luggage, her riffle dissasembled.  As she needed to sleep only 3 hours per night, she made sure she was at the airport at 5.30.

[RelentlessImp]

Lost snagged another smoke and lit it as he left the club, tossing the expensive garment they'd loaned him back to the clerk as he leaves. He glances once after Iceblade to see him leaving, a faint smirk touching his lips. He pondered, briefly, imposing and getting a ride to the street doc's clinic, but ultimately decides against it; there'd be enough close proximity on the trip.

He makes his way on foot to the street doc's, gets his shots, and then goes home to get some sleep. After an unenjoyable night in, he packs himself some clothes - the lightest full-body coverage he owns. He also packs his armored suits into the case, deciding not to chance being held up; he'd change on the plane before they landed in Africa.

Having to walk there, he wound up at the airport shortly before six, fingering the sheath over his index almost nervously.

[Thermo]

You all arrive at Sea-Tac airport with time to spare. You leave your vehicles securely at home, not wanting the scrutiny of KE random parking lot sweeps nor the expense of airport parking. Iceblade arrives via meta-human driven cab, the rest of you via dog-brain drone cabs. The AR message Jane sent late last night gave simply the address of a hangar on a corporate-owned piece of the airport. A quick data search reveals that the hangar is currently rented to a private long-range charter operator. You are dropped off at the security gate, where a pair of armed guards waves you through after transmitting your image to an unknown recipient. As your group arrives one by one, you assemble inside the hangar, where you see a shiny white Gulfstream 950 executive jet being fueled by uniformed airport employees.

Slick operation. You wonder how much it must cost to have a private jet like this at your disposal, and quickly turn your thoughts elsewhere. Just thinking about that much money was like looking at the sun for too long.

Jane steps out of the jet at five minutes before the appointed 06:00 departure, and gives a quick wave before disappearing back into the plane.

You all march over to the plane, where a uniformed ork takes your bags and carries them up the stairs and stows them securely in the main cabin. He lifts even the disassembled drone without much effort, and you think that he likely has some muscle enhancement to help him wrestle heavy equipment in the hangar.

Once the bags are stowed, the ork steps to the side and says "Have a nice flight, sirs," taking no heed that Hyena was obviously a lady. Or at least a female, that is.

As you step into the plane, the luxury is obvious. There are data screens built into almost every surface, and the upholstery is made of a creamy-colored leather. There are four benches in roughly a diamond shape, two on each side of the isle pointed slightly inwards, with a narrow table positioned in the center of the isle. It looks like a conference room, only much more expensive. There are small fridges built into the areas between the benches, each stocked with a full minibar including beers and small bottles of liquor. Jane is sitting on one of the benches, going over some papers including a map. She gestures absently for you all to sit.

What do you do?

[Mirikon]

Iceblade smiled as he looked around the plane. It had been a while since he'd been in such luxury. At Jane's motion for them to sit, he strode towards one of the benches next to the one she was sitting on, and settled in for a moment, before taking a look at the others. They had, at least, been on time. That was something. And if Hyena was a local, that could get them around a lot of the bother that usually came from dealing with peasants. There were some good points about this mission, but there was also a very good chance that this could all go horribly wrong, being so far from his usual support networks.

[RelentlessImp]

Lost gladly hands over one of his bags, but keeps the other - a small bag just large enough for a few garments. Not intending to land anywhere without his armoring - at least, not anywhere that could wind up hostile. Business casual had been traded in for loose-fitting, full-body-covering shirt and pants, and his eye-searingly red hair was wore loose.

Once on the plane, however, he tosses the bag into one of the unoccupied seats, popping open one of the minibars and snagging a few bottles kept within. Fetching himself a glass, he mixes a Tall Black Russian before seating himself; not traditionally a drinker, flying scared the absolute crap out of him, and he didn't want to go through it completely sober.

He picked his seat carefully, tucking himself into the bench adjoining Iceblade's, taking the seat nearest to the elf, taking two fast shots out of the tall glass. Leaning back in the seat, he throws one arm over the back, tucking the ankle of one foot on top of the other knee.

"So how long is this flight anyways, boss?" Lost asks, directing the question towards the Johnson.

[Sentinemodo]

Jerry allows the bags to be taken away and tucked somewhere. He only kept with him the microdrones. As he enters the room he make a picture of Jane from the AR goggles and seats himself at the far and busies himself with detection of surrounding nodes and assessment of his team members form the technical side.

Assuming I've enough time, I will eventually get the 15 hits requried to detect hidden nodes, and enough matrix perception to get all matrix attributes of Jane and a team as well as the plane.

[farothel]

Hyena kept only some small things in a bag and one pistol in the plane and the rest in the bag.
"nice," she said as she entered, "and much better than those cargo planes used for transporting soldiers.  Morning, Jane."

She sat down on one of the benches and stretched her legs.

"As soon as we're in the air, I'll try to contact some people I know in Lagos to get some up to date information on the situation in the city," She added to Jane.

[Thermo]

@Lost: "The flight time to our stop in Accra is approximately 12 hours. Feel free to make yourselves comfortable."

@Jerry: You finally have a chance to review your data search results from last night. You find the following:

Samriel Lockwood is listed in a shadow thread as being connected to a group known as the Atlantean Foundation. Nothing more comes up on him.

Searching on the stolen artifact, you find recent text describing an artifact that you're certain is what you are seeking: it looks like a cross between an armillary sphere and a navigational sextant. In the center is a sphere, and the sphere is mounted on a staff, which is intricately carved with spiraling designs and glyphs.

There's a huge amount of buzz surrounding the international antiquities and artifacts community. You dig a little deeper and find that apparently there is a closed-door auction planned in the upcoming weeks. It's nearly impossible to get a ticket, and rumor is that just speaking of it is enough to have your ticket revoked. The original message gets deleted just as you finish downloading it.

You find that there isn't much news coming from Lagos, which isn't surprising since the international community has largely shunned it as a feral city. One thing that you do make note of is a traveler's report that they were expected to hand over a significant bribe to the local gangs upon entry to the airport. They refused and were severely beaten by locals, seemingly as a warning to other travelers since he didn't have anything of value to steal.

If you want to share this info with the rest of the group, feel free to copy and paste it in the IC thread. Otherwise, no metagaming you scoundrels!

[Thermo]

During the flight to the layover in Cairo, a data screen indicates that translation programs are for sale through the online kiosk. At the same time, an AR message appears indicating that available languages include English, French, and Yoruba, all of which are appropriate for Lagos. The cost for each language is 1000 nuyen for a basic program (Rating 2) or 2000 nuyen for an expert program (Rating 4). They will be downloaded immediately to your commlinks.

[Sentinemodo]

Jerry didn't bother to speak. Sending out a compiled package to everyone he just attached an alert and a question on the bottom.
"@Jane: Do you know anything else on that Samriel Lockwood?"

Meanwhile, he fires up a DataSearch on Atlantean Foundation

For all future cases, consider all my info to be shared next free action with all in the team. Should I roll on the DataSearch?
Did I get the info on the nodes around? I think I'm gonna hack that online kiosk for that package and maybe Ms. Jane's for more info.

[Mirikon]

Iceblade moved to one of the empty benches, and stretched out, clearly intending to do the practical thing and rest up while they flew, though when food and drink were made available, he ate his fill. Hunger and fatigue had ended more campaigns than any other force in history, save plagues. Since he had no idea what the scene would be like in Lagos, it made sense to store up while he had a chance. He did raise an eyebrow as Jerry sent the info packet around. "Interesting. I hadn't seen the picture before. It is definitely old, that is for certain. Though this prospect of an auction means that there will be other interested parties. We'll have to either grab the artifact before the auction, or steal it from whoever buys it before they can leave the sprawl."

As they waited on the layover, he downloaded a couple local linguasofts, so he'd be better prepared for dealing with the locals, sipping on a glass of wine from the plane's minibar.

[RelentlessImp]

"If there's an auction, we might just be able to snatch it during. A little bang here and there to draw attention, the quickest of us to snatch and run... eh, I dunno. Might be worth thinking about."

After his drink, Lost sleeps through most of the flight, trying to ignore the terror at being so high up in the air through sleep.

During the layover, Lost snags one of the linguasofts, springing for the more expensive one. e never been good with languages. Maybe this'll help.

[farothel]

As soon as the plane is in the air, Hyena contacts some of the numbers she has from the Daughter's of Yemaja in Lagos.  She wants an update on the situation, to know just how FUBAR the city is at the moment.  She isn't sure who's going to answer, even if all numbers she has are still valid.  Probably some are, but some will have been abandoned.

[Sentinemodo]

While waiting for Jane's reply, Jerry searched for the Atlantean foundation and took a closer look at the team members equipment.

The nodes looked fairly standard, off the shelf Novatech, Erika, Hermes. The OS on Novatech felt strange, certainly not off the shelf one, but he left it for now feeeling sleepy already.
Assuming that if you have encrypt program, the node is having standard encrypt running.

Hmm Erika isn't encrypted what was his name ... Lost.

@All: We need to setup the communications.
@All: Step one: You'll find attached credentials for the user accounts on my 'link. You need to maintain the subscription to access encrypted communication. I'll maintain the encryption. on my link

It means that on top of all programs I am running I'll have to run additional copy of encryption program.

@All: Step two: make sure Analyze program is running and linked with Firewall,
@All: Step three: setup ARC to scramble my persona program on intrusion detection. This mean you need to setup admin account for me on your links. I'll slave your links to my own. That way they won't accept commands from any other source. actually it just give the firewall additional +2 to treshold on hacking. Block the possibility of removal admin accounts without manual access.
@All: Step four: run encryption program to hard encrypt your nodes. make sure it is working all the time. And for the starter set them to six hours interval.
@Iceblade, Hyena: With the analyze and encryption running in the backyard this means that your commlinks will slow down if you run anything else including mapsoft so beware if you run too many programs your links will froze and you'll be out of communication.
@All: if you access my link do it via AR. I'll be setting up databombs on the encryptions as additional layer of protection. If you go in VR and glitch on the password, you will fart out your brain, on AR it will just crash your link.

@Jane: You too unless you want to be out.
@All: any questions?


Jerry's own commlink is usually running at Response 4(reduced from 5 due to overload): Analyze 5, Encrypt(rating 5, databombed with rating 5, node encryption, interval 24hours), Encrypt(rating 5, communication encryption, interval 1 CT) and Stealth 5. Then there is Exploit 5, Spoof 5, Command 5, ECCM 5, Biofeedback filters 5. There is still space for another program such as Browse during the data search.

[Mirikon]

Iceblade eyed Jerry, and shook his head slightly. Set up a VPN or private channel. That will be secure enough, since we will be in close proximity. There aren't enough of us to spread out. And no one gets admin access to my link but me. Could be good old-fashioned runner paranoia, or that he has something to hide, or both, but then, runners aren't known for being trusting sorts, and following Jerry's plan would open his entire life up to someone he had known since yesterday, and didn't particularly have any reason to trust.