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post May 7 2007, 01:14 AM
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Nico - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:00 - Your Apartment

The sun is already spilling through the curtains as your eyes slowly open to the outside world. From somewhere you catch the delicious scent of real coffee slow brewing… real coffee meant Nisa. Nisa hated the “soycaf” blend you kept on hand and usually showed up with her own custom 100 :nuyen: bag. Sighing, you try to catch a glimpse of the kitchen. Having Nisa over always seemed like a good idea when you were looking at her in the neon glow of the club light but somehow always seemed less so in the morning sun.
There was definitely something to be said for a man’s privacy. Seeing Nisa sitting at your bar and wearing your clothes… well, it was a nice picture but it was also dangerous.
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post May 7 2007, 01:15 AM
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Drachen - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:00 - Somewhere outside of Cape Town city limits

Standing absolutely still, you watched the Black Mamba move hypnotically to the left and right, her tongue darting in and out… tasting. From her reared posture, she knew you were there but was unable to catch your scent enough to strike. This was where the real adrenaline kicked in. The Black Mamba was the worlds’ most aggressive snake; it would actually go out of its way to strike at a nearby creature. It was thrilling, being this close.
Your hand slowly tightens its hold on the snare, inching it slowly closer and closer. The Mamba hisses, her head swaying in an ever reaching arc.
You smile; a Black Mamba would make the perfect addition to your collection of summoning and conjuring materials. Deadly and poised, like the Dragon, she was a worthy offering.
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post May 7 2007, 01:17 AM
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Rave - Friday October 12th, 2070: 2300 - The Magus

Light. Sound. Movement. The atmosphere of the club filled your senses, sparking your adrenaline and sending you headlong into a dizzying rush of euphoria. The feeling peaks and then valleys… and then rises again. From where you are, you can see the mages standing high above the stage, directing the flow of mana like a symphony of emotion.
The song ends, hitting a long and sustained crescendo before dropping into silence. The crowd roars, begging for more but the mages simply smile and walk away. Soon, the crowd turns back to the bars or each other, waiting for the next set to start.
This place was quickly becoming the “it” spot amongst the Cape Town locals. It was called “The Magus” and had garnered a name for itself by employing no less then five mages to keep the good times and the mana flowing. Taking a break from the heat of the dance floor, you make your way to the bar. A long line waits for service, but thankfully Abwa sees you over the throng and waves you over to the end of the bar.
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post May 7 2007, 01:31 AM
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Desert Eagle - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 10:00 - The Smoke Hole

Great Spirits, grant me a vision. Grant me a sign of things to come. The old man speaks in a low tone and then touches the bundle of sage to his lips. He kisses it gently, as one would a beloved child and then tosses it onto the fire. The old man leans back and looks at you from you’re his place across from you. His back is against one side of the underground chamber, as your back is against the other side. He smiles and closes his eyes, inhaling deeply.
The smoke of the now burning sage roils within the small room, stealing the breath from your lungs and reddening your eyes. Leaning back and inhaling as the old man has taught you, you try to remain calm, to put your trust in the ancestors… in the spirit of your people.
The chamber you’re in is no more then 4 ft. x 4 ft. and yet in the ever growing smoke it feels wider. You can barely see the old man now, he seems so distant. From all around you, the sound of thunder can be heard. You dimly wonder why the earth doesn’t shake…
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post May 7 2007, 01:38 AM
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Drachen - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:00 - Somewhere outside of Cape Town city limits

This is stupid This is stupid This is stupid . This is never gonna work!

Heeeeeere snakey snakey.... Uncle Bryce's got a nice, tasty snare for ya'. You like the snare, yes you do..

Spirits that thing looks pissed. This is a bad idea. Could be good. Probably gonna be bad. At least I've got anti-venin in the mad kit.

Easing forward infintely slowly, with an Increased Reflexes spell being held by his sustaing foci, Drachen eased the snare forward, keeping his arm held high, and his eyes on the snake.
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post May 7 2007, 01:41 AM
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Drachen - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:00 - Somewhere outside of Cape Town city limits

The Mamba hisses again and darts forward, her beady eyes practically revolving in her head. By now she's raised herself more then three feet off the ground, taller then some dwarves you know. She slides forward, still tasting the air and trying to pinpoint your location.

Roll Agility + Reaction vs. Mamba's Intuition + Reaction
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post May 7 2007, 01:45 AM
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SHIT! Ohhh... you little

Strangely annoyed that the snake would actually dare to attempt to bite him, Drachen starts getting angry with it. Of course, it made perfect sense that the snake would try to bite him. He was trying to snare it after all, and would deserve what he would likely get. But goaded by the pride of Dragon, all he could be was offended at the utter stupidity of the little beast for actually trying to harm him.
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post May 7 2007, 01:51 AM
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Nico - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:00 - Nico's Apartment

Nico absently reaches across the bed for a gun as the light assaults his eyes, this was an offense worth killing over. As he slips further into the conscious world, he realizes that killing her for opening the curtains might be a little over the top. Just a little...

Still laying in the bed, eyes still closed, the scent of the coffee rolls across his senses next. Coffee. Real coffee. I will accept that as penance. He opens his eyes and rolls over out of bed. The bathroom. He stands and relieves himself, then washes his hands. He uses the antibacterial soap. Twice. Wash, rinse, repeat.

Then heads into the kitchen, still naked. He looks her up and down, slightly aroused at the site... slightly annoyed at the site. Still she had coffee, the good stuff, and she looked damn good in his shirt....
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post May 7 2007, 01:52 AM
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Black Mamba Intuition + Reaction
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The snare loops around the Mamba's head easily. Pulling it taut, you can't help but glare at the creature that would dare to defy you. Concentrating on the snake, you don't see the change that ripples through your shadow. For a moment your nose elongates into a snout and your body grows serpentine. The change lasts for only a second before disappating, but the Mamba seems to grow oddly still.
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post May 7 2007, 01:58 AM
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Nico - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:00 - Nico's Apartment

Nisa looks up, surprised and then smiles when she notices your naked form.
Good morning, lover. Looking good... coffee?
She stands and walks into the kitchen, pouring you a cup. As she stands, the shirt rides up her thigh, revealing even more naked thigh.
Your comm rang this morning while you were still asleep. You looked so cute, I didn't want to wake you. She smiles and hands you your cup of coffee. Mind if I borrow your shower?
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post May 7 2007, 01:59 AM
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That's right. Fuckin' belly crawler.

Drachen quickly ties the snake, having nothing to keep it bundled within. He pins it with his boot, keeping a hand on the line, then runs a stick along it's "back", wrapping it quickly with a line to keep it from being able to move properly.

Only once he's finished somehow "hog tieing" the snake does what he jsut did sink in.

Idiot! Always just doing without thinking! "Oh I've got anti-venin". Yeah, and if it had bitten you, it might have bitten you twice. Got enough for that?! Stupid.

Well hell, I've got it now. Might as well start on the summoning.


Drachen moves around the area, gathering the materials he's brought for the summoning. He got the text from Nigel last week, and he's been dying for the chance to attempt his first Invokation.

Maybe as fool hardy and reckless as the snake, but hey, maybe having the snake will help. It's certainly a good offering to the air spirits. Eagles feed on snakes after all.

Wonder if dragon air spirits feed on snakes? Well hell, I've had monkey brains. Wasn't bad. guess they'd be ok with eating a distant cousin.


He sets about, preparing the circle for the summoning.
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post May 7 2007, 02:01 AM
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Suprisingly, the snake doesn't move. Occasionally its tongue will flick out to lick at the air but that's all it seems willing to do.

What force spirits?
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post May 7 2007, 02:05 AM
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Drachen looks at the snake in curiosity a few times, but otherwise puts it out of his mind, just watching enough to make sure it isn't escaping and continues the ritual.

Guess the thing knows when it's beaten.

Don't know why I didn't just stun bolt the thing.


Inside though, he knows it wouldn't have been the same. All the shamanic mumbo jumbo aside, materials gather by hand were always better. That was certainly by hand.

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post May 7 2007, 02:33 AM
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Nico - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:02 - Nico's Apartment

He smirks slightly at her comment and even smiles a little at her lithe form as the shifting shirt reveals her flowering womanhood. Her next comment however puts the kibosh on both his smile and his arousal. He takes the cup, gently... and grunts waving her off to the shower, his anger hidden beneath his calm exterior. He then takes a sip of the coffee, closing his eyes, tasting the flavor....

After several long moments, he sets the cup down on the counter and retrieves his com and gear from the night table by the bed. He puts in the contacts and ears buds, then puts the five small rings on each hand that are his AR gloves. He retrieves his coffee and steps over to the windows looking out on the bay and logs into his com. He checks to insure that it is secure, then connects to the grid, logs into the shadow server that is his voice service provider and checks for messages...
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post May 7 2007, 05:44 AM
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Nico - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:02 - Nico's Apartment


The sound of the shower and a soft feminine voice singing in the background ensure his privacy, at least for the moment.

Logging onto the shadow server, you wait for the telltale sounds of the relay routers to finish their work. Finally, there's a slight 'ping' in your earbuds and the voice server connects.

You have one message. Message sanitized and re-routed. Would you like to play the message? After your grunt in the affirmative the message connects and plays:

Nico. Kyle. I have something on the line, if you're interested and available. High stakes, high payout. The J. is credible. You know how to reach me.
The message ends.
Would you like to replay, delete or store message?
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post May 7 2007, 06:07 AM
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Summoning Resistance Test - Spirit of Air
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Binding Resistance Test - Spirit of Air
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Invoking Resistance Test - Spirit of Air
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post May 7 2007, 06:18 AM
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Drachen looks at the spirit hovering there, still boud within the circle. he's amazed at how simple the binding was, and relieved he chose to start with an air spirt, which he's always had an affinity with.

Wow, much easier than I thought that would be. Look at that thing... you can just feel it's power.


Spirit, I have summoned and bound you. I have invoked you with great strength. In return, you will answer my summons dutifully and faithfully until your services are complete. In return, I will not needlessly endanger you, disrespect your greatness, or disabuse you through your services.

Return to your home, and listen for my summons.


As the Great Air spirit, looking much like a dragon made of mist , dissipated, Drachen breathed a sigh of relief.

Crap, I hope it wasn't that mamba that did the trick. Don't want to do that every time.


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The summoning finished, Drachen packed his gear and remaining materials, loaded them on to his bike, in the saddle bags, and started off back dow nthe mountain, headed for the city, and lunch.
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post May 7 2007, 11:47 AM
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Nico - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:07 - Nico's Apartment

Delete.

His coffee cup empty, Nico places the cup in the dishwasher. Everything has its place. Absently looking towards the sound of the singing and running shower, If just everything were that easy to put in its place. he thinks as he closes the dishwasher.

The woman is a constant source of chaos to Nico's orderly world. Don't want to keep her... Don't want to lose her just yet... He places the inner turmoil to the side and goes about a more paranoid task. He pulls out the radio frequency scanner and begins to sweep the room, just to insure that she, or the room, haven't been compromised.

OOC: Looking for electronic bugs (Assuming there are none, but will edit the post if he finds any).

Once satisfied that the room is clean he calls Kyle.

OOC: Routing call, encryption, subvocal mic, yada, yada...
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post May 7 2007, 03:10 PM
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Desert Eagle Smith - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 10:00 - The Smoke Hole

Reddened eyes filled with smoke, ears filled with thunder, the smoke billowing against his skin, he cast his senses into the up and out.

ride the winds and call the thunder, cast myself into the clouds and show me the way

The stinging in his eyes faded as his perceptions broadened, the thunder and smoke still followed his perceptions as he gazed into the faraway places in the sky.

Thundercaller!

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post May 7 2007, 05:03 PM
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Rave, Friday October 12th, 2070: 2300 - The Magus

Nodding at the bar tender through a sheen of sweat, Rave makes his way over to the end of the bar. "Dag, Abwa. How's biz" he says. He shifts closer to hear her response.
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post May 7 2007, 05:38 PM
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Drachen - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 1300 - The Water Grille

Sitting inside 'The Water Grille' Drachen once again congratulated himself on finding such a place in Cape Town. The resteraunt was nestled in the center of the open air market that opened every morning in Cape Town. As such, their dishes were always fresh and the fruit was superb. The prices were steep but then again, one should always expect to pay for quality.
The interior was a combination of darkened woods and white linens. It gave the place an almost cave-like coolness. Instead of walls, water streamed down through glass partitions, filling the resteraunt with the sound of running water. In the private suites, the 'water walls' worked better then the traditional white noise generators.

Drachen sipped at his water in it's frosted glass. His eyes watched the other guests as they ate, came and went. From his table's location on it's raised dais, Drachen couldn't help but feel draconic and powerful. Suddenly, his musings were shattered by a flashing red alert on the AR.

Incoming Call. ID: Sevoyious James. Accept?
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post May 7 2007, 10:00 PM
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Excellent ... could be work.

Keying his commlink in to his earbuds, and hitching on the subvocal mic ( no point in wasting paste for a quick call), Drachen answers the call, displaying his fixer on his AR screen, but set to private to avoid "eaves droppers".

That saying never made any sense. What the hell is an "eaves" anyways!?

Heya James, what's new? Got some work for me?
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post May 7 2007, 10:20 PM
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Nico - Saturday October 13th, 2070: 09:07 - Nico's Apartment

Good morning, Nico. Kyle's voice is smooth and low. Many a runner had made the mistake of believing that just because Kyle talked low and slow that he was somehow less intelligent then then those that could talk circles around you. That was definitely not the case.
I'm glad that you've gotten back to me so quickly. The work I have available is already generating considerable interest... and I was hoping I could rely on someone of your caliber to help carry it out.

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post May 7 2007, 10:34 PM
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Desert Eagle Smith - Saturday October 13th, 2070: Time is Irrelevant - The Smoke Hole

The smoke clears from the room with a sudden gust of wind, cool rain coats your skin and eases the sting of your eyes. Opening them, you're now standing on the edge of a huge plateau that seems to stretch into forever, bordered on all sides by blue sky. A thunderbird wheels in the sky above you, its cry echoing over the landscape. Suddenly, there's a loud boom and the ground shakes and splits at your feet.
Looking down, you see a brilliant white flower bloom from the red sandstone. It's petals almost luminescent in the sunshine. Inhaling deeply, you catch the flowers strong fragrance... an impossible combination of sandalwood and vanilla. As you watch, a desert lizard scurries past the bloom, stopping to eye it curiously before continuing on. A curled tendril unfurls from the stem and falls to lie in front of the lizard, a wet sheen visible. The lizard stops and sniffs the offshoot hesitantly before continuing on. As it does the tendril flicks up suddenly, impaling the lizard on it's needle-like tip. The lizard twitches convulsively once, then twice before lying still. Within moments, the lizard's body lies still and pale. The flower's brilliant white petals now a swirling opalescent red.
The cry of the thunderbird echoes through the land again. It's shadow falls on the ground beside you and then elongates, forming a larger, more serpentine shape.
Looking up, where the thunderbird flew now wheels a multi-hued feathered serpent. It cries out again.

The smoke is back, so thick that there is no oxygen left to be found. Your eyes are burning and tears run down your face in torrents. For a moment, you half expect to die, to be found here by the next shaman that happens along. Then, a pair of strong hands grasp you underneath the arms and pull. The smoke dissapates, replaced with the scent of fresh air and dry sand. Cool water is poured over your face and into your mouth. Finally able to open your eyes, you see the old man standing over you. He smiles.

Thunderbird has blessed you this day, my son. Your vision is yours and yours alone. Honor its message and offer a song to her spirit.
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post May 7 2007, 10:39 PM
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Rave, Friday October 12th, 2070: 2300 - The Magus

Abwa smiles and flips her long black hair back over one shoulder. She grabs a bottle of water from under the counter and tosses it to you.
So, whatcha think of the new guys? She nods toward the band on stage, preparing for the new set.
They're not bad. Not like Zodikiah, but hey, who is? Anyway, Gully wanted to see you. Said he got some work that you might want in on... you know what I think of Gully, but to each his own, right? Abwa winked and then rolled her eyes as another customer shouted impatiently.
I've gotta get back to work. You want to see Gully, he's upstairs in the Mood Room.
Abwa walked back toward the irritated looking customer, sending you an over the shoulder wink as she did so.
Work for Gully could be good... or it could be bad. Gully was the kind of guy who always had a deal going, always had another run to take care of the "nastiness from that last thing you did"... he was always smiling, always dropping names. He was the kind of guy who could get you killed. He was also the kind of guy that could make you richer then you thought possible.
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