IC: Post or Die, Lifelines, and deadlines Options

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A sharp dressed man tried to hide his nerves as he mentally checked the safety on his Smartlink. The Pat down was less thorough than he expected when he boarded the yacht from his rented fishing boat. His employer meeting with him in person was unexpected, and unsettling.
A thick man in a white suit sat on the deck, surrounded by armed men. He spoke with a slight Spanish accent,"I suppose you know why I'm here"
The guest tried to tell himself that everything was all right. He was here to help. They were going to work together to get this straight. None of this was his fault. He was a valuable asset. He looked into the eyes of the man in front of him, and he knew.
The Beretta 200 was in burst fire mode. His wired reflexes were grabbing the pistol as soon as it ejected from his leg. The man in front of him was still in mid blink, as the reticle in his cyber eye locked on. But in the midst of this frenzy, there was a faint sound. a low ringing, and a splitting of air. He never saw the blade that separated his head from his shoulders, and as his world spun to darkness he thought, whoever was behind him was damn good.

Heka
Somewhere, in a night of drunken debauchery, a message was left in Heka's comm,<<This is Rachel Vance, You've bought some items from me recently. Anyway, theres a new player in town who's looking for magic types. Supposed to be serious work for serious cred, so I'm passing the word along. If you're interested, Ive got details>>

Lefty
When Lefty met with Lenny to get resupplied with ammo, He told Lefty about a job opportunity tomorrow night. The rumor mill said it was big time, next level kind of stuff. He gave him a time and some coordinates in case he was interested.

Professor
A message from Zoltan flashes on the Professor's comm<<Not to distract you from your quest, But theres a large gathering of talent going down. you could could use some more connections, not to mention the cred involved>>

Otto
Salman Sime is yelling at Otto, and Otto hadn't quite realized that he had answered his com,"Are you drunk? I'm trying to talk business. If you want to pay some bills, don't miss the boat. Literally. I know you need this, can you pull yourself together by tomorrow?"

Oswald
<<(Mission Control@Oswald) I bear good news. I have found a group of rebels gathering offshore. they are establishing a foothold in this area and need assistance. this my be a valuable tool in saving our ship. They may speak in code, for they can trust no one. If you can record the meeting, I can help make sense of it. Here are the coordinates where there vessel will be waiting tomorrow night>>

Caper
A new voice mail from Koala, this time a breathy Spanish female,"Are you in the mood for something a little different? I could really use you on this job.I can promise a big pay off. I've attached a file with the details "