[RHat]

"I think we can't assume that Barrens wheels aren't gonna set off a few dozen alarms as soon as we get out of the Barrens."

[Crossbow]

Rolling through the streets of Yakima under the magical concealment of the spirit you know it will be difficult for a mundane to identify you.  That didn't make it any less heart stopping when you see the patrol car pull up opposite you in the same lighted intersection.  It wasn't until you got the friendly wave and nod from the unfamiliar peace officer as you drove past each other that anyone dared to exhale loudly.  You definitely feel like there is some level of heightened awareness going on, and you are very glad for the magical support.  As you pull onto the mandatory stretch of Old 82 you will have to take to reach any points north, the decision to commit one way or the other to reach your meet comes closer to imminent.

[HydroRaven]

"I'm looking at our fuel and it seems we have no other choice than to go through the estate, guys. Unless I hear a good reason not to, I'll cut right through and assume Red is covering our asses security-wise." Clementine mumbles "That drek pilot better be ready for takeoff when we make it there" to herself before committing to the route she chose.

[farothel]

"Now that everything is ready," Sammy said to the others at the fuel station, "we'd better be going as well.  I'd rather do some recon of the area and also I'd rather not stay here too long."

[irisheathen]

Johnny smiled at Sammy and opened the passenger side door before speaking "Well then give me a diablo sandwich, a Dr. Pepper, and make it quick, cause I'm in a god-damn hurry." he chuckled to himself as he slid into the back seat. The gun disappearing but still easily assessable if necessary.

[RHat]

Needing to crack into Martell's system the risky way, Fionn dropped into VR on the way there and navigated his way to the right node.  Reaching out into ether, he put a call out for a scout, and saw a bird circle overhead.  As he put his arm out, a three-eyed ethereal hawk came down and landed on his arm, delivering information on Martell's system.


Compile Sleuth Sprite, Compiling Resistance, Fading Resistance (13d6.hits(5)=6, 5d6.hits(5)=0, 12d6.hits(5)=3)

6 tasks, no Fading.

Matrix Perception Test (10d6.hits(5)=4)

Let's go with Firewall, System, data bomb presence, and encryption state.

[Crossbow]

Matty handles the selling of his bike quickly, and the five of you are once again sharing the confines of the Comet as you drive southeast towards the meet location.

Trees once again surround you as you drive into reclaimed wilderness.  You catch yourself wishing for familiar neon and concrete before you refocus on the fact that you could be there in mere hours.

Even with reclamation, you find it easy to determine when you reach the area that used to The Yakima Training Center.  The trees had not completely erased man’s efforts, especially the landmarks that typically indicate the entrance to any 20th Century military post.  The guard houses are mostly concealed, but the distinctive architecture of fast food restaurants and a solitary barber pole are clear enough indicators.

You pull off after leaving these landmarks behind to allow your magicians to scout the meet site, they return with information about a single heavily-cybered metahuman waiting in the area of the GPS coordinates, amid a large area filled piles of unidentifiable man-made detrius.

[farothel]

"There's only the one guy," Sammy said, "and unless that pile of machinery that's next to him is a large drone full of guns, we should be okay."

[Necrogigas]

A manic grin spread across O'Connor's face, "All right, let's do this! 50¥ says Red frags up, and I gotta shoot our way outta this guy's place. At least I hope that's what happens, I gotta gun and I haven't been able to use it yet." O'Connor let out an equally manic laugh.

[HydroRaven]

"You're on, Con, and I'll bet you another 50 that we make it there with some time to spare" says Clementine with a determined look on her face. "Red, just make sure he can't see us through cameras or sensors."

Clem looks around, trying to anticipate where the old recluse would have put any security/detection devices.

First test was a composure test to see if Clementine was going to resist O'Connor's taunt. Composure test (5d6.hits(5)=1) clearly not, with a glitch, so I say she raises him on bigger odds. If that's not how Crossbow wants to play the glitch, just let me know and I'll change my post.

Second roll is a security design check to try and avoid likely detectors. Security design 4 + Logic 3 (7d6.hits(5)=4) not a bad roll at all!

[Necrogigas]

O'Connor barked out another laugh, "We have a taker folks, an' she's laid down a side bet! Get us there with fifteen to spare an' my money's yours."

[Crossbow]

Torley will immediately recognize the area of the meet, it had been vaguely mentioned to him by Running Bear when they were discussing Martell’s takeover of the old base.  This is where all of the crap that someone didn’t see value in on the base got sent, it’s a gigantic junkyard.

Following GPS, and taking obvious paths you make your way into the maze with all appropriate caution. There is plenty of room to maneuver so you never feel closed in, but even still you are soon surrounded on every side by tall piles of various, vaguely discernible, remnants of the vehicles, buildings and other common objects rusting and degrading into shapeless mass.

After a few minutes, you reach an open space, about the size of a baseball field.  In the location of second base you see a tall, lean human or an elf.  He is dressed in a dirty set of military fatigues, accented by various bits of metal, either jewelry or tools.  The fatigue blouse is open and displays the equally dirty jersey of a CalFree combat biker team.  The ears that would be the tip of to the flavor of his metahumainty are covered by an oil smeared do-rag that is pulled low over his forehead.

“’Ey Amigos,chu lookin’ for a ride?”

[RHat]

While they were heading up the road to the compound, Fionn fired off a message to the group - he was immersed in the data flow, but had switched on the commlink's audio and video feeds so he'd know what was going on; he'd hit the icon he had previously set up for that as a concession to politeness.

"Security setup here looks like it's gonna be pretty tough to crack.  I can try, and I figure on a decent enough chance of success, but I gotta figure he's gonna have a hell of a security response ready if I get caught which could spill over to you guys.  You guys gonna be able to handle it?  Sammy, there any chance your spirit can keep us covered from at least some of the sensors?"

[farothel]

"As long as you're here before sundown," Sammy said, "the spirit will continue to do what he's been told.  So you shouldn't worry there."

When they arrived at the location where she had spotted the person, she got out of the car.
"Indeed we do," she answered the question, "we just have to wait a bit for the other part of our group to show up."

[Crossbow]

"Well chu sure keep me company in the mean time, mamacita."  Sammy is eyed like a piece of meat thrown in front of a hungry lion, but he seems to approve at least, then Matty also gets out of the Comet and goes to meet the man.

"ORALE HOMES!" Matty is greeted with a hand grab and a solid one handed hug as he returns an appreciative glance to Sammy, "You be rollin' VIP style now since you got outta tha joint?  I'm impressed amigo."  Matty blushes furiously and starts to fumble for words....