[Smiley]

>>>>>[Well, like I said, only one woman was able to keep me in the same bed every night. Never had that problem before and even less after. I'd even say it the best part of the job! Someone once asked me if I haven't slept with any of my female contacts and colleagues. I didn't had an answer for him. It did made me realize something though. Some woman are just too rare and precious.]<<<<<
     -- Smiley (16:25:02/11-22-73)

[Keita]

>>>>>[Mmm...you may be right. It could be possible. I’m a second generation runner myself. In my 59 years of living, the Shadows claimed my parents, my children, my husband...and Sinead. Everyone I ever loved. I’d rather not face such loss – or even the possibility of such loss – ever again. Losing Sinead almost broke me.

Ah Ice...men just don’t understand women. Never have, never will. That is why men are not welcome in my bed. To men...it is always the job. It doesn’t matter who they hurt. Just as long as the job gets gone. In the most expedient manner possible. The man responsible for the death of my loved ones? He was my lover. To him, I was just a means to give Mr. Johnson what he wanted...and for my love and trust, I got the death of all I held dear.]>>>>>
-- Madrecita (21:23:45/11/23/73)

[Mirikon]

>>>>>[If you think there aren't female runners out there that do the same thing, Madre, you're going to get burned again. And remember that people are always looking for an opening to stab you in the back.

But I am sorry for your loss. Losing your family is hard. I know that as well as any. If you ever need a friendly ear, drop me a message in private. My sister would never forgive me if I did anything less.]<<<<<

--Iceblade (07:35:02/11-24-73)

[Smiley]

>>>>>[Ouch. Not to piss you off, I understand all too well the pain of loss and even the weight of loneliness (well sometimes), but it's not that black and white for those using sex as means to an end on the job. Yeah, it would be dumb to think only man does that! I don't have enough fingers to count the number of times a woman pulled off the grand seduction game to get something from me. I don't always give them what they want but if I like them enough, I nearly always indulge them. But of course, I don't have any loved ones for anyone to hurt, well not anymore. I'd say you have the right to be angry and those trust issues are completely justified but putting the fault on gender is just stupid.

That leads me to those of us, man AND woman, living an hedonistic life only because they like it. Now I'll talk on a personal level and I know we're a minority in the lot, but I'm not the only one with this mindset. If you think I need to sleep with every woman I meet because of what they could provide me, then you couldn't possibly be more wrong. I don't need to do that on the job at all. I just like it. I only sleep with them if I really like them and I make it clear it ain't going to last. Things do go bad sometimes, but I do try to make things so they don't get back at them. I like, even love to a degree, every single one of them and I am always thrilled to see them again, I'm just not a only-one-woman type of guy. A good portion of my contacts are woman I met this way and they wouldn't talk to me if I was a complete asshole. I just have to pay for a favor in kind from time to time (which, again, doesn't bother me at all).

But you're right on something though. Man will never understand woman and vice-versa (with a huge french accent oh oh!). That's because there's nothing to understand. Things just are the way they are.]<<<<<
     -- Smiley (15:33:12/11-23-73)

[Mirikon]

>>>>>[Smiley has the right of it. To most of us who do this kind of thing, seduction is another tool in the box, another option we have available to us. For me, there's no malice behind it. I don't go out trying to hurt anyone, and unless I'm developing someone into a long term contact, I don't give them any illusions that it is more than a good time. But it gives me and whatever team I'm with options, when sending the troll in to put a gun to someone's head might cause more trouble than its worth. There's no more malice in it than anything else you may do in the shadows.]<<<<<

--Iceblade (16:24:12/11-23-73)

[Smiley]

>>>>>[Hahaha! I just got released from the local KE precinct. They busted me in a stuffer shack while I was buying myself a snack. Been a long time since my hands were cuffed... well by a cop I mean. I haven't laughed so hard in a while. Damn I love this lawyer of mine.]<<<<<
     -- Smiley (20:21:43/11-23-73)

[CanRay]

>>>>>[You think yours is good, mine had Lone Star paying ME for being in lockup.  And that's with HD-Trid of me wedging a Dwarf's head through the prison bars.  In self-defense, of course.  It was quite hilarious for the arresting officers to see this human in a suit sitting in the middle of the holding cell while all the street monsters were at the bars and walls to stay as far away as possible.  Also, before I was augmented.

Speaking of, anyone doing the flip-flop Aztlaner-side, hit me up, I might have a job that'll pay your travel expenses.]<<<<<
     -- Money Johnson (21:02:55/11-23-73)

[Smiley]

>>>>>[Haha! Yours could pull that off too with Lone Star? Are you sure we haven't the same lawyer? Small guy (and I mean really short), human, black hair and eyes, small scar on the neck, dead serious, never-seen-him-smile type of guy? He hasn't done it yet with KE, I don't know why. I love this guy, ain't cheap though. All I gotta do is keeping him in the loop of my travels and activities and if I get busted in the Seattle area, he shows up at most a few hours later.

Usually it is pretty straight forward, he goes to the chief or the detective himself and gets me out but today, how he got that little weasel off my back, was just astonishing. The guy who busted me is a young detective named Joseph Sutta. You know... the green, idealistic, naive and slightly zealot type of detective. He probably thought I was his way into the big league so he arrested me on suspicion of murder. I'm not going to say if he was right or not, just that he was way over his head. So we arrive at the station and he puts me in a cell with some other guys. It didn't took three seconds and his supervisor strongly advised him to cut me loose before the boss orders him to do it. He gets angry and decide to go through his investigation anyway.

Maybe one hour later, he comes back and moved me into the interrogation room. He asks me all sorts of question but I keep my mouth shut. All I give him is my usual, arrogant smile. About a few dozen questions and insults later, my little lawyer storms into the room without saying a word. He puts his huge briefcase on the table and with all the seriousness in the world he says "My client has been arrested for unjustified reasons. You have no proof that links him to your investigation and I suggest you stay away from my client or I'll file a complaint for harassment. You are clearly on a crusade against my client for obvious personal reasons and we will not tolerate it." Now the best part and even I never saw it coming. So Joe (shorter than Joseph) gets mad and protest that he is not on a personal crusade against me and that I was a clear suspect. This was when my lawyer got his commlink out of his briefcase and projected on the surface of the table what I would qualify as dropping the biggest bomb ever. The trid was of a woman having, hmmm, sexual intercourse with me in very high quality and clarity.

Joe jumped over the table shouting something I don't quite remember at me (something mean I'm sure) and started punching me in the face. That's when I understood who the woman was. I mean, I remembered sleeping with her, very sweet girl and great in bed, but I didn't know she was married, even less that she was HIS wife. Apparently, he never knew of her wife's affair either but at this point it didn't really matter. This ridiculous situation made me laugh so hard that it made him even more angry. It took three other cops to make him stop hitting me. A few minutes later, the chief arrived, and quite pissed I would say. After a few minutes of discussion with my little lawyer and the detective, he has me released and had Joe apologize to me. Hahaha! Unbelievable, I sleep with his wife and I get an apology. Oh I got a small compensation for medical expenses and I didn't really see the need to press charges either. The guy is now off the case and has been told to leave me alone on grounds of suspension. After that, my lawyer just looked at the time and took off like nothing happened. My little lawyer orchestrated everything, knowing I'd get a beating and trid recorded everything for insurance. I have no idea where this little guy got the recording, hell I take pictures of me on my commlink and they mysteriously disappear. It always cracks me up how he gets me out of there without even breaking a sweat but this was hilarious! Best lawyer, ever!]<<<<<
     -- Smiley (00:55:14/11-24-73)

[CanRay]

>>>>>[My law firm sends a Dwarf in that's had more years in law than most officers.  Nice guy, smiles all the time.  His smile gets sinister when he has someone on the hook for something.  The issue was a problem with my SIN, which I've had all my life (Yes, I'm a SINner.  Mr. Johnson, remember?), so they were trying to pin a "Usage of a forged SIN and illegal permits" on me, as I was legally carrying at the time.  Just kept my trap shut, and waited for him to show up.  And demonstrated that I am a legal citizen, pillar of the community, friend of one of the Mayors of Seattle, stuff like that.  This was one of the times it was near contract time for Lone Star, so they wanted as many friends as possible.  Sticking me in "The Cage" with all the street monsters did not exactly make me the happiest to begin with, so...

I donated the money to a charity for victims of police brutality.  Made sure the arresting officer (Who did him me a few times more than necessary with a stun baton) got a holo of them getting it, too.  It's hilarious, he's a Shadowrunner now, and I've hired him a time or two.  He remembers me, too, but keeps his trap shut.  Not good on subtlety, but can break legs with the best of them.  Of course, he doesn't get paid as much as others I hire for the same type of job, he's got to earn his stripes back now that he's seeing the other side of the badge.]<<<<<
     -- Money Johnson (09:09:24/11-24-73)

[CanRay]

>>>>>[Muh Barri-star is a Troll.  Hims guud at gettin' me outs of da lockup er drunk tank an' stuff quick-like.  Jus' looms over da po-po an' frowns, showing how deys haz no evidence an' stuff, an' dat de SINless iz Probationary Citizens, but Citizens nonedeles.  Runz a furniture biz as well, fer trolls and da bigger orkies like me, usin' ex-cons whos wanna git outta da life.  I jus' haveta make surez I callz 'im afore I gits in da squaddy car soes he knowz I been 'rested.]<<<<<
     -- Big Murphy (09:14:01/11-24-73)

[Teknodragon]

>>>>>[Hey, Big Murphy, I have a need for some more durable furniture. Could you hook me up?]<<<<<
--TekDrake (14:04:30/11-24-73)

[CanRay]

>>>>>[Yeh, null sheen.]<<<<<
     -- Big Murphy (13:23:14/11-24-73)

[Mirikon]

>>>>>[My first run was a willing extraction, corp to corp. We picked up the girl in question (and a couple drones she just couldn't leave behind  ) and drove off. I'm on my bike, playing outrider just to cause a distraction if need be. Lone Star spotted the vehicle we'd 'borrowed' to transport the girl, and tried to pull the rest of the team over on the highway. They took off, and I drove up, launched a spell through the window, and sped after them. Nonlethal stuff, not even a combat spell. We got away easy enough. Only problem was, like the rookie I was, I forgot to turn my 'link to hidden before that, though I was using one of my fake SINs.

Star was waiting at my safehouse. Spotted them first, so I started broadcasting my real SIN. They stopped me, asked me where I'd been, blah, blah, blah, and I played the enraged noble card on them, demanding to speak to their superior about this. They brought me down to the station (not in the back, and not in cuffs), and, after about thirty minutes, a detective came in to apologize to me, and explaining that I'd apparently been the victim of identity theft, someone using my biometric data and information to forge false SINs. He said this kind of thing was unfortunately very common, and very hard to track down. I was released without ever being arrested, and a hacker friend of mine made sure the 'identity theft' case disappeared. Learned my lesson though. Only time I've ever been in a squad car.]<<<<<

--Iceblade (14:47:32/11-24-73)

[CanRay]

>>>>>[Ah wish dat I wuz onlyz in da squaddy car unce.  'Course I be at dis fer longer dan youse.  And, um, I sumtimez be drivin' da squaddy.  Gotta admit, da siren and cherriez iz fun!  'Specilly wit da Trog Rock blarin' out da music maker.  Dey gotz some guud sound when youse put da mic up to da speaker.  Still got da car sumwerez.]<<<<<
     -- Big Murphy (18:43:43/11-24-73)

[Smiley]

>>>>>[I wish I could trade war stories, especially my first job. But on my first real wetwork job, they paid me extra and told me to not leave my business card and make it look like suicide so I won't be giving any details. I will say I was pretty methodical and ruthless in my early days of shadowrunning. It was lacking the finesse and panache I have now but still, I'm pretty proud of my first run. It wasn't exactly easy and took a little planning but I pulled it off without any incident. I've been told it's pretty rare for rookies lacking any real experience in the shadows.]<<<<<
     -- Smiley (22:47:51/11-24-73)