IC: Initial Shadow Offering Options

[Sicarius]

The part time front desk clerk/ corporate work study high schooler on the other end of the vid-phone may possibly have ruined his khakis. He nods repeatedly, and says.. ."ooooh ookay,... O'Dell and party in rooms 1507 and 15..ooh 8. I.. can change your keycodes over from here. But I can come up there and do it to, if you need me... to."

Caitlin mentally prepares to defend herself and her compatriots from any storm of mana brought down by the master of that watcher spirit. At present the astral plane remains calm though.

Things are rapidly packed by those who need to pack them, and the team is now prepared to move out, as soon as someone gives the order.

Markus Only

[ Spoiler ]

As you approach the Hilton's front door, you can't help but notice the large bookends symbolizing a very obvious MAD scanner. Two bulk Doormen/Security are watching those who go in and out of it. In the upper corners of the car unloading area, a auto-turret rotates over the area, with the mannerism of a security rigger at work. The Fax beeps

Hilton Director of Security is Thad Blossom. Note: Hilton Security has not been informed of security presence at upcoming meeting, limiting potential leaks. Discretion requested.

[Musashi Forever]

Nadia continues her sultry tones, "I think I can handle it if you take care of it from there, honey. But I'll be sure to call again if I have any problems."

With that she hangs up and immediately drops her act. "Drekhead," she mutters under her breath.

[Mister Juan]

2013, September 17th "The Seattle Hilton", 16th floor, Downtown, Seattle Metroplex, UCAS

As Nadia was hanging up, George collapsed the stock on his Cobra. It was time to move, and he sure as hell didn't feel like walking around with a submachinegun out and ready. After securing it back in the quick detach sling, his larg Mortimer coat went back on and he started for the door.

"I know we're not going far" he threw over his shoulder "but you never know. With exposure comes danger".

He turned his head slightly to give a quick look to Nadia "as you've found out."

"If anything happens, Caitlin and I will square it out with the opposition. Nadia, you take Hobbes and get him to safety... get him some cover."

He made sure everyone had their gear before continuing.

"Let's move."

[Sicarius]

As the elevator door opens with its characteristic "BING", the party half expects to be confronted with black garbed gunmen and a hail of gunfire...

If there had been that, they would have been ready for it.

But there is nothing.. Just an empty elevator. The group enters, the doors close... It goes down one floor, the doors open with a "BING" and the group is confronted with a hallway... A lighted sign in red letters (in english, japanese, chinese and german) says

<--- 1500-1508 1509-1516---->

The bodyguards, with Prime in the center, moves towards their rooms. Sure to the front desk clerk's word, the rooms are side by side. Nadia's newest love interest has keyed the doors so that each key will open either door.

[Mister Juan]

2015, September 17th "The Seattle Hilton", 15th floor hallway, Downtown, Seattle Metroplex, UCAS

Taking the mag key he had gotten earlier today, George slotted it in the reader of room 1507. It was almost impossible that someone was already there, waiting for them... but the day had been filled with odd events. His right hand undid his hip holster securing strap: if he had to fast draw, he'd gain a few milliseconds.

As soon as the light on the reader turned green, the ork swiftly opened the door, scanning the room for threats.

[Tashio]

Markus strides up the stairs with a definate air of purpose in each step. He comes to a halt before one of the doormen.

"I am Mr Markus Ambrosie, I am a security consultant for Mr Bonapart who is staying here, I believe he arrived a few hours ago." He pauses a moment looking though the enterance to the chaos in the main lobby. "It seems I have arrived just in time."

Markus pauses long enough for the doorman to start to reply before cutting him off. "If you'd be so kind I need to see to my client and make sure he has not been inconvienienced by any of this."

[Glyph]

As George satisfies himself as to the physical security of the rooms, Caitlin's own movements are purposeful and assured, strangely at odds with her unfocused gaze. Actually, she is scanning the rooms for any astral presenses, coming up clean... for now.

"One, three, there are presently no astral threats in the immediate area."

[Musashi Forever]

Nadia busies herself by making sure that the curtains in both rooms are drawn.

[Sicarius]

The team's professional routine is somewhat disrupted by the scream of the cleaning lady, and a long chabbering in some kind of southeast asian language with which no one is familar. But the woman is quickly ushered out of the room by the bodyguards. George satisfies himself that no one else is in the rooms, and the shades are quickly drawn. Caitlin is satisfied that the astral realm is equally undisturbed.

The rooms consist of a single room, with a small bathroom attached. The bathrooms are very close to the front doors. a closet is opposite of the bathroom. Each room features a large queen bed, and a telecom along the opposite wall. There is also a small table and several chairs along side the windows, over which the curtains have been drawn.

They are, in short, exactly like every other hotel room that caters to corporate travelers, anywhere on the planet.

Markus Only

[ Spoiler ]

Markus' spiel works well enough, until he passes through the MAD detector, and a small red light appears, along with a discreet buzzing sound. The doormen step forward to block his path.

"If you are the security for a registered guest we require that you sign in with your name and SIN, and register any weapons you may have on your person." The Doorman says, he gestures towards another doorman with a datapad standing at a nearby podium, the gold piping on his sleeve suggests he's in charge.

"Name,SIN, Weapons on your person, and name of registered guest you're attending..." the man says, gruffly.

[Tashio]

Markus stopped before the secuity guard.

"Certainly, I would speak with Mr Blossom first though please."

[Mister Juan]

"One; Group; All clear"

When the small group was assembled in one of the room, George decided it was as good as a moment than any to make a few things clear.

"After what happened downstairs, we're going to limit our exposure to the bare minimum. If you're thirsty..." he looked at the bathroom "tap water should do."

He looked back at Hobbes "until the deal goes down, "fancy" might get you killed".

The human looking ork's mirored eyes were then set on Nadia.

"What sort of gear were you planning on getting? Unless you feel like you can't properly operate without it... I'd say... stay here. The fact that the assassin knew who you were means that they probably know what all of us look like."

He sighed, heavily, then started making his way toward the door.

"Keep in touch with the radio. I'm going to walk the hallway to spot all the exits."

Without even waiting for an answer, George simply closed the door behind him.

[Sicarius]

2030, September 17th The Seattle Hilton, 15th floor hallway, Downtown, Seattle Metroplex, UCAS

George heades outside. The hallway continues a little more to his left, and terminates in a fire door. The door has an alarm marked clearly on it, but it also has a sign, indicating that the stairs only travel downward. As George heads in the other direction, he passes by the cleaning lady they'd suprised earlier, heading into room 1510, pushing her cart of cleaning supplies and toiletries. There are a row of elevators. The hallway in the other direction is much the same, and also ends in a stairwell, with a similar firedoor, but this one indicates that the stairwell travels up as well as down.

Back in 1507 and 1508, Hobbes turns to his remaining two security guards saying

"Well, Tomorrow will be a long day for me. So I'm going to bed. You guys have everything in hand here right?"

Hobbesheads into 1507, and closes (but doesn't lock) the adjoining door. A few mintues later the lights go out in the room.


Markus Only

[ Spoiler ]

"I'm really quite sorry sir," says the security guard behind the podium, who doesn't look sorry at all, "but Mr.Blossom is not going to be in untill tomorrow morning. In the mean time..." He pushes the datapad at Markus in a manner skirting between curt and down right rude.

[Musashi Forever]

"I'll be fine with what I've got," Nadia tells George.

[Tashio]

"Well then who IS in charge of security when Mr Blossom is NOT around," Markus raises his eyebrows slightly, brushing the datapad away.

[Sicarius]

The Security man behind the podium says, "The Security Shift Manager..."

There is a brief.. uncomfortable pause between the two, before the man adds...

"That would be me. Is there something specific, I can do for you?" He emphasis is on the "ICK" in specific.

[Glyph]

Caitlin waits until George gets back to speak, since the ork's errand didn't sound like one that would take too long.

"The client is sleeping now... he didn't lock the door. I don't know whether you want to stay in the same room to keep an eye on him, or not, but the rest of us should probably sleep in shifts, so at least one of us is awake at all times."

[Musashi Forever]

"One of you guys can get some sleep if you want to," Nadia volunteers. She looks to George, "What should we do about the boss in the room on his own?"

[Mister Juan]

finally, George took his shades off. He polished them a bit and hooked them in his collar.

"I'm not planning on sleeping at all. I brought a few doses of Long Haul. I can stay up for days if need be."

For once, some emotion cam thru the ork's voice. He didn't sound excited, that was for sure.

He looked at both woman, as if he was sizing them up.

"If one of you wants a dose, tell me. Just keep in mind it'll keep you up for 4 days straight."

He started massaging the back of his neck, as if talking about staying up made him tired.

"The crash period's a bitch though..."

George walked a few paces toward the connecting door.

"If I'm all clear on that, the meeting is tomorrow, at noon. Which means that is someone is to strike at our client, its going to be tonite, or tomorrow morning."

He turned around, resting his back agaisnt the wall.

"There are only two ways for someone to track Hobbes back here. Magic or Matrix. The fact that Caitlin saw a watcher earlier means that magical threats could be very serious."

The ork looked straight at Caitlin.

"If you have the ability to conjure up anything, now would be a great time. We need someone to watch the astral space around Hobbes... and I doubt you feel like doing that for the next 8 hours."

He slowly pushed the door open, just enough for him to slip in the room.

"Keep in touch" he threw over his shoulder.

[Musashi Forever]

"I guess staying up one night won't kill us,"Nadia says to Caitlin. "Unless you wanted some sleep."

Nadia takes a seat on their room's bed, placing her back against the head board. She pulls her pistol out of her bag and lays it on the bed next to her.

"He's right though," she continues. "A spirit or something would be a good idea. One of us should be in there with him, but the boss seemed to want some privacy."

[Glyph]

Caitlin shrugs. "I don't think George will be obtrusive at all in there, and our client can have all of the privacy he wants after the deal goes down." She smirks. "...Although he'll probably find that life at the top will mean getting used to bodyguards."

She shakes her head slightly at the comment about conjuring a spirit. "I can't call up spirits - my magical talents are limited to spells. That doesn't mean that I can't scan the astral plane for threats, or disrupt a spirit. I don't need to summon spirits to protect our client, though. I'm going to set up a magical ward to protect the client's room. It will block anything astrally active, and if something does get though, I'll still know immediately."

She turns to look at the other girl. "You might as well get a bit of sleep - this will probably take me about four hours to set up."

[Musashi Forever]

"Ok," Nadia says and stretches out on the bed. She transfers her pistol to the bedside table and removes her shoes. Sleeping in form-fitting armor was never fun, but she'd try to make the best of it.

[Tashio]

Markus leans in a bit positioning himself slightly between the man infront of himself and the other guards.

"Its simple, my client is concerned that should certain information of say the presence of himself or to a degree myself here, fall into the wrong hands it could potentialy bring all sorts of the wrong type of people here. People who may or may not have any concern for your life."

Markus turns slightly nodding towards the slowly quieting chaos off to the side.

"While I'm not sure the reason for that, it could posibly have been someone trying to find my client. I would not want to have any more of that happening here."

He pauses a moment turning back to the guard.

"While I am more than willing to provide the required documentation I am concerned for my clients safety... and the safety of others here."

[Sicarius]

The man grunts for a moment, seems to be sizing Markus up, and then says:

"okay. Give me the documentation, and I'll wait to enter it into the computer till I come in tomorrow. That should work for your needs right?"

If Markus agrees, the Security man scans his credstick for his SIN and registered permits, and than motions to allow the bodyguard to pass.

[Tashio]

"That is acceptable."

Markus moved into the main lobby area keeping an eye out on preceedings, heading towards the elevators.

With a ding the doors opened. Pressing the button for the 16th floor Markus watched the doors slowly close.

[Sicarius]

Markus presses the button for the 16th floor, but nothing happens. Pushing the button again, a small, cute computer generated voice says, "This floor requires passkey access. Please See the Front Desk for Assistance."