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[TinkerGnome]

April 12, 2070, 19:00
All across the 'hood

The pathetic drizzle of midday had given way to a sticky humidity as the sun set. It wasn't as bad as it would be in summer, but it had been an unseasonably hot winter, and it was worse than April had any right to be. All around the neighborhood, life went on as it always did. Hustlers hustled. Pimps pimped. Thieves thieved. Marks were marked.

Somewhere else, a team of shadowrunners were putting their lives on the line for a mountain of cred, but that was somewhere else. This was just a segment of the urban jungle that was the Seattle Sprawl.

:ooc: See the OOC thread before you post!

[Silo]

April 12, 2070, 19:00:01
The Fun Zo e


JJ janders back in to the pool hall section of the Fun Zoe with a big grin on his face.

JJ is back…keep yo’ seats.

“Time ta teach another lesson in 8 ball, suckas!” he comically yells. “Who’s next in line to be taught by the grand master himself, JJ the Outrageous 8…BALLER!”

He slings his head back and holds his hands up in the air as if addressing throngs of worshippers. His jacket falls back and his shirt raises a bit revealing the handle of a pistol stuffed in to the front of his jeans. As usual, JJ isn’t bothering with hiding his piece.

“Aziz,” he points a finger commandingly at the taller boy. Formally and with chopped syllables he continues, “I hereby challenge you to a duel of the sticks and balls. Choose your weapon and place your honor on the line.”

JJ moves to the back of the table and starts racking up. “Felix, my boy,” back to his normal voice, “watch that hooligan and make sure he doesn’t cheat me.”

“What d’ya say Az, loser gets the winner high?”

[Fresno Bob]

April 12, 2070, 19:00:08
The Fun Zo e

Aziz turns away from the Black Knight 2050 machine he was busy tinkering with. Damn thing only worked intermittently, anyway. JJ had called him out, and it was time to respond. He smirked down at the offender.

"A challenge, is it JJ...? Well, I guess I have no choice but to accept.", he says, reaching slowly over and pulling a pool cue off the rack on the wall. With a flourish, he twirls it above his head, and brings it down sharply, pointing the tip at JJ.

"Prepare to be annihilated... and to front some weed. And Felix, that goes double for him. He's the cheater here."

[nick012000]

April 12, 2070, 19:00
The Fun Zo e

Neo leans back in his chair, polishing his Ingram Smartgun X and watching the antics of the other gangers.

"You might want to reconsider how you've holstered your pistol, JJ. If someone bumps you, it's entirely possible that you'll have to say goodbye to little Mr. Happy."

[Thyme Lost]

April 12, 2070, 19:00
The Garage

Thyn is checking his tool boxes, making sure he still has all his tools.
Thyn looks around to see if anyone needs his help.

[bladepoet]

April 12, 2070, 19:00:37

Stuffer Shack

0day, in a slightly creased overall, pushes away the remains of a savaged soy-burger.
He looks around, eyeing the other customers.
Noone catches his eye.

Turning to Toy Robot he sighs.

"Yo, Toy. So anyway, I've heard some mad drek about this guy up in Kingsgate. Boom-dog, or Boom-man or summat. Street says he was taken down by some Ghouls., they thought him dead, chewed off his arm. He came to a few hours later, got right up and beat the cadaver chewers to death with his own fragging arm. Must have been one tough mother, know what I mean? Is that fragged, or what?"

0day waits for a reaction, whilst toying with chip case.

[Kartijan]

April 12, 2070 19:00
Back room (ShadowClinic) Awakened Auburn

Nurse is listening to Mozart as she assists her father with the work he is doing on the human male that is asleep on the table right now.

[Vegas]

April 12, 2070, 19:03
The Garage

Halo pulled her bike into the garage, her helmet strapped to the back of the bike as her long blonde hair was pulled back in a wind-whipped ponytail. The custom paint job on her bike made it stand out, deep purples flashing with shades of red and blue as she screamed past people tended to get noticed. Either that or the chrome work.

"Hey Thyn!" She called out across the otherwise empty garage as she cut the engine to her bike. "I need your help babe! Something's off with her. She's seizing up going from 4th to 5th. She's a sick little girl, and how can make grown men cry as I take their pride from 'em if she's not running in tip top shape?!"

She flashed a wide grin as she swung a denim clad leg off over her bike.

"Think you're up for the challenge? I'll give you first crack at any goodies I win...."

[Guest_MK Ultra_*]

April 12, 2070, 19:00:00

Stuffer Shack

Tao-Fighter is sifting through the old, used paperbacks in the box below the ´zins.

TF to Rachel - "I´m sure there was a korean spelling book, somewere in here.."

His girlfriend Rachel browses the teasers of porn e-´zins at the nearby, flickering wall screen.

Rach, pointing at an erotic animation "We shoud try a lesson in this, instead of boring the frag out of us, with korean lessons, honey!"

TF "Very well, we should probably take some pictures for your father, while we are at it. I told you, he will catch wind soon, if you don´t find another excuse."

He turns his head to the observation mirrors at the corner of the store, as his earbuds pick up 0day´s voice.

TF "I´ll just say hallo, I´m back in a second, plumblossom."

He casually wonders down the aisels to 0day and ToyRobot and greats them with some complicated hand shake.

Meanwile, he sends a voice mail to Auran, via subvocal microfone..

[Guest_MK Ultra_*]

April 12, 2070, 19:01:28

Gang's Primary Hideout


Auran gets a voice mail from Tao-Fighter "Hi, sunny, should I bring you something from the Stuffer? Be sure to ask the others. We´r back in a fiew minutes."

[BlackHat]

April 12, 2070, 19:32
The Garage

Knives pulled his Yamaha Rapier into the garage. His helmet lay strapped to the side, defiantly, and the black-and-steel-colored paint reflected the lights from the room. He noticed the others already talking, and it looked like he was a little too late since they seemed to be looking at Halo's bike with concearn.

"Hey, if either of you gearheads gets a second..." He gestures to the side of his bike with one hand, where a scratch stands out easily against the paint. "Some bottomfeeder keyed by bike, and I ain't so good with paint."

[Vegas]

April 12, 2070, 19:32
Halo @ The Garage

"I dunno... maybe it is just the timing on the gear box do you think...." She's interrupted by Knives' arrival into the garage. She nods in his direction when he pulls up and then listens to his problem.

"Fraggin' idiots. Gotta mess with something pretty when they can't have it themselves. Just be happy you aren't suffering from mechanical troubles. Cosmetic ones can be fixed easy, like ugly chicks and makeup."

[BlackHat]

Knives grins, "Yeah, well, I probably deserved it. Anyways, if you're having mechanical troubles, mine can wait. Anything I can give you a hand with?"

[Fresno Bob]

April 12, 2070, 19:23
The Fun Zo e

Aziz leans over the pool table, running a finger over the green felt.

"Hey, JJ, look at that, I've got one ball left, and you've pocketed... oh hey. Three." he says, smiling at his friend. Aziz crouches and lines up the shot at eye-level, then stands up. "Eight ball, corner pocket.", he says assuredly. He pulls the stick back, then sends the cue ball into the eight ball, which spins sideways into said corner pocket. Aziz bolts upright, and thrusts his cue stick into the air.

"And the UNDEFEATED Aziz defends his title as KING of the Fun Zoe pool tables!", he calls out. "Thanks for coming out, JJ, couldn't have done it without you."

[Silo]

April 12, 2070, 19:23
The Fun Zo e
JJ

Beaten? Me?

"That was nothin' but luck," JJ smiles over at Aziz. "Felix, you gotta watch him closer next time." He shakes his head dejectedly as if it was Felix's fault instead of his own that he lost.

JJ looks around the hall, "Neo...Raven, you in?" He points out towards the back door and makes a gesture of smoking. "My treat!," he exclaims as if he didn't just lose a bet, but instead decided to be generous with his dope.

JJ slaps Aziz on the back as he passes by, "Lucky SOB."

[Mister Juan]

19:23:43 Saturday 12 April 2070
The Fun Zone
Felix

Being his usual self, Felix had been sitting quietly on a single piece neon green plastic chair. His mind kept wondering off left and right, going off on some imaginary adventures. Just like in the books. Both his arms were crossed and resting on a tiny table they had pulled up near the pool table, his chin resting atop them. A gutted pack of some sort of peanut flavored fake nuts layed on it, its content spilled here and there. Daydreaming, Felix didn't even realized that some of the "peanuts" started slightly hovering, dancing in a slow ballet to a music only they seem to hear.

"Felix, my boy,”

Felix snapped out of where ever he was and came back to reality. The sounds and colors of the surroundings assaulting his senses. Like plastic droplets of rain, the few peanuts that had been waltzing above the table all fell back.

“watch that hooligan and make sure he doesn’t cheat me.”

Felix answered back to JJ with a large sincere smile. Aziz was rather good at pool, and probably didn't need to cheat to win. If the usual tendency stayed the same, JJ would get his ass handed over to him on a silver plater. Looking at the players from over his yellow tinted sunglasses, Felix's gaze stayed lock on the entire game. At one point, the young ganger had almost indulged in the urge to alter the course of certain shots... but he had refrained from it. It wouldn't have been right.

When the game was finally over, and Felix's prediction came true, he couldn't help but grin like an idiot... but his grin was short lived.

"Felix, you gotta watch him closer next time."

He straightened in his seat, a slight red mark under his chin.

"But JJ... I...." Felix stuttered. His shoulders slumped down a bit

Next time, he'd have to give a little hand to his friend.

[Fresno Bob]

April 12, 2070, 19:23
The Fun Zo e

Aziz replaces his cue stick.

"Luck, also known as skill, biotch. Good job keeping him from cheating, Felix.", he says, heading out after JJ.

[Rokur]

19:01:10
Auran @ gang's primary hideout

Auran sits in the gang's hideout tidying up the place, reorganinzing any messes, and especially cleaning the girl's bathroom. This place is a fragging sty She skips over the boys bathroom in her daily cleaning routine. Once her commlink buzzes with a voicemail she'll stop what she's doing and listen. Sunny? that better not become my new nick. She decides to leave a voice mail for Tao , since that way she can get back to what she's doing.

"Hey Dowy, um, yea we definitely need some stuff around here. Maybe you could get some soycaff, and maybe some burgers or some chicken. I'm starving! I can cook it up if we need to. Also grab some Kool-Aid, preferably red. Grab some other munchies too, but we may wanna hide these from the Deepheads. I'll ask around and see if anyone else needs anything."

After mailing back, she quickly dusts some stuff, and sweeps the main floors real fast before going to find some of the others.

She spots Shade and BronzeWyrm and asks them, "Hoi! Tao's at the stuffer, you guys need anything while he's there?"

[Mister Juan]

19:24:05 Saturday 12 April 2070
The Fun Zone
Felix

Felix's sad attitude was rapidly replaced by a gentle giggle after Aziz's remark. He always made him laugh.

His tiny frame slid off the chair to follow Aziz and JJ. As he walked, the two cords of his hoody dangled from side to side, follow the movement of the breathing mask that hung around his neck. Once they lit up, he'd have to put it on... and they would probably make fun of him. But he didn't mind. Felix was used to it by know, and knew that it was all in good fun. It was all just a mind game.

Plus; at least one of them had to stay sharp in case something happened.

[Thyme Lost]

April 12, 2070, 19:33
Thyn @ The Garage

Thyn to Halo: "Sure, I'll see what I can do."
Thyn gives Halo a small nod.
Thyn to Knives:"If you want to wait I can get to it latter, or someone else might be able to work on it."


Thyn takes all look around the Garage before taking Halo's bikes, going quiet, and working for a while.

[Guest_MK Ultra_*]

April 12, 2070, 19:09

Stuffer Shack

After listening in a bit on 0day´s splatter storries Tao-Fighter and receiving Auran´s answer, he says:
"Listen up, we need some stuff for the AgeCue. Toy, our friends back home are starving, how about cooking something up together? I´d say, we should plan in 9 people. Something with Chicken-Flavour, preferably, maybe some saté with peanut sauce."
He grins sheepishle.
"We should allso stock up on munchies, seams like, the Deepheads found our secret stash!"

[Guest_MK Ultra_*]

Tao-Fighter

April 12, 2070, 19:10

Stuffer Shack

Then he wanders straight to the Red KoolAid, grabbing a small QuezalCola on the way. As he´s about to take a KoolAid, Rachel surfaces to his side and says with a scratchy tone:
"You´ bringing this for the snowheaded bitch again, don´t you! I thought you couldn´t stand her."
She crosses her Arms before her chest, whaiting for an answer, angry faced.

TF shrugs and smiles, putting the KoolAid back into the aisle. He streaks Rachs shoulder and says with a soothing tone: "Lock, spring breez, no matter if I can stand her or not, she´s part of the pack, so we´ve got to stick. That means I´ll bring her stuff along, when I´m shoping. I´d do this for anyone in the gang, it´s nothing special"

[Vegas]

April 12, 2070, 19:35
Halo @ The Garage

Halo nods to Thyn "You are a life saver doll! I promise, I owe ya. Anything you need me to keep an eye out for that you could use in the shop, if you get my drift?"

She smiles that sly smile again and refocuses her attention on Knives. "Y'know, if you're really desperate to get that prettied up, I think over in the girl's bathroom of the squat we've got a nail polish colour that would match that up real good." She sticks out her tongue at Knives messing with him, she wouldn't dream of putting nail polish on another ganger's bike, well not one of the 410's at least.

[HeySparky]

19:36:01 Saturday 12 April 2070
The Garage
JAX

The back door to the garage opens and bangs shut. JAX saunters in and over to the others. Thyn is hunkering over Halo's bike with a look of deep concentration. He clasps hands with Knives and makes a pained face as he sees the long scrape in the paint. He gives a 'we'll-get that-fixed-up' nod and moves over to Halo's flashy bike.

He has his shirt sleeves rolled up and he lays his hands on the sleek racing bike, like he could sense what was wrong with it through the palms of his hands. Shoot, he might be able to.

"What you got here, chica?" he asks Halo.

[Vegas]

19:36:16 Saturday 12 April 2070
The Garage
Halo

Halo gives a friendly nod to JAX and offers her hand before turning a frown towards her bike. "She's off man, shifter's sticking between 4th and 5th. Could be the timing is just off, or the electronics might be crapped out. Whatever it is I'm sure Thyn will do her right." She stuffs her hands in the pockets of her jeans. "Guess I'm out of a night of street racing, what are you up to?"