Tangled Currents - Tbyte Options

[Mercy]

Friday 8 June 2075 1430 The Green Lady Seattle



The Green Lady is what it purports to be; a runner bar. It is a place where one can generally come to relax, toss back some beers, get a few trid games in, maybe look for a job. Trouble is, most of those sitting around a place like this on a Friday afternoon were the sort of people who need a job. That includes you. You made the rent for your medium grade studio apartment, but it was tight this month and will be a whole lot tighter next month unless something comes along. Eight days into the month and nothing, nada, zip, zilch, zero income. You could always bet everything on some game, but you know little about odds and could lose everything so you wisely stay away from the gamblers. Sometime there was something at the day-labor spot, but it was usually work more suited to that guy three tables over who is built like some sort of tank. So day labor is generally out as well. That left hoping, which was not doing so hot just now either. Life sucks.

You are watching the highlights of last night's Blood Bowl match on the trid screen above the bar when the guy walks in. You might not even have noticed him but he goes straight to the bar and Mac points a rather skinny arm directly at you. The man nods and leaves something on the counter that disappears before you can tell the size of the scrip bill. Then turning in your direction, the guy walks to your table with two beers, one of which he puts down on the table and slides over to you. Taking the other chair at the table, he gulps from his mug and looks at you. "If you are Tbyte, I may have a job for you. A real job that pays real money. Interested?"