IC: Reign of Shadows Options

[Digital Heroin]

Snow waited the course of a performance piece before thumbing off his music, and as the others gathered, he took the headphones from his ears and stowed them. There was no hurry on his part, he was making observations.

Of the two women who would seem to be escorting his contact this eve, he made a few educated guesses.

The one with the penant could be trouble, if in fact the penant were (as he suspected) a foci. While he abhored the use of magic on principle, he knew it could be a potent tool. He would be mindful of this one.

The one with the submachinegun, is most obviously, muscle. Though in what form he could not immediatly tell. He took a moment to look her over for signs of cyberware, another useful tool, one he distanced himself from as much as magic. He also took a moment to try and determine the type of firepower she was packing exactly, it is always best to know these things.

While he makes his observations, and without looking, Snow removes his custom Savalette Guardian from its holster under his suit jacket. He removes the clip, eyes flitting down to check that the load is full, and he looks back to the beginnings of the gathering as he re-loads and cocks the pistol.

Another long look down the ramp, and the van parked there. Perhaps he should have brought some more firepower, but no, that would not do at all. He believed there to be a certain protocol to follow on a first meeting, and he was nothing if not an observer of protocol.

Confident that those outside have waited just long enough, Snow re-holsters his pistol, adjusts his tie, and re-dons his mirrorshades. He steps from the car now, silently closing the door, and approaches the group. As he does so, he activates the Posrche's alarm system. One can never be too careful. He says nothing as he approaches, merely nodding to Reign having noted White do the same. This, no doubt, was his contact.

[grendel]

Reign smiles, her manner shifting instantly to one of confidence and control.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for answering my invitation so promptly, all of you come highly recommended. I know none of you have worked together in the past, but I don't view that as a detriment. Rather I think it allows a team to approach a problem with a unique vantage point. Which is something that the jobs at hand require.

First of which is a simple theft and recovery. For several months now, Bicson Biomedical Services has been in negotiations with both Doc Wagon and Crash Cart to supply them with the revolutionary VITAS treatment Prolaxene. Both of the emergency medical services are in desperate need of the treatment, but Bicson has been holding out for a fifteen percent increase in their contract rates. My employer feels that it is unethical for Bicson to withold the treatment during the contract negotiations, and wishes to teach them a lesson."

Reaching into her coat, Reign withdraws a single sheet of flimsy; an overhead surveillance shot of a warehouse.

"This is Bicson's Tacoma supply depot, repository for their medical supplies to the entire southern area of the metroplex. That's where the Prolaxene is being stored. My employer offers five thousand nuyen each to participate in the recovery of two canisters of the compound. Each canister measures fifty five centimeters tall by twenty five centimeters in diameter. Do not, under any circumstances, open them; they're hermetically sealed and contain their own inert atmosphere to preserve the chemicals inside. My employer has specified the delivery of only those two canisters, although if you wish to 'recover' any other supplies that's up to you."

"Now, before I go any further, I'm sure you have some questions for me."

[Tanka]

Iso leaned forward as she pushed a button inside of one of her front pockets, then took a look at the image. She whistled at the compound and grinned as she spoke those final words: ...'recover' any other supplies...

"What kind of security we expecting here? Average Joe Schmoe running cameras or some actual security being ran from a remote location? Anything nasty that we all should know of before decided to, say, hop in a window or something?"

She leaned back to let the others have a looksee for themselves. She quickly made a few notes in her pocket secretary, then slid it back in her rear pant pocket.

[Silverspur_2020]

Jim stands and says nothing for now... knowing that if this group were as professional as they looked then they should be able to ask all the appropriate questions. When Jim takes a look at the overhead shot, he tries to take mental notes of the entrances, any tell tail signs of particular sorts of secuirty, and also any drone tracks if the image is good enough.

[grendel]

"Bicson depends heavily upon Lone Star patrols in the area for the lion's share of their security. That being said, though, the warehouse doesn't promise to be a cake walk. You'll notice the double perimeter fenceline as well as the floodlights and camera installations on the warehouse itself. Bicson maintains six personnel on site at all times, with shift change at 0800 and 2000. For the most part, security is defensive in nature, focussed on keeping people out. Access controls on the gates as well as the warehouse entrances are extensive and all under camera surveillance. Once inside the perimeter, though, there is little in the way of security measures."

Reign shrugs at the last, her eyes on the team.

[Tanka]

"Mmk... Next question! What kind of stuff do they use to let people in? Just a guy sitting behind a desk with a microphone and a camera, or some sort of maglock slash passkey thing?"

More notes were taken as she mentally reviewed everything that was said, making sure to jot down the shift changes, especially.

[Kurb]

Satu shakes her head as she realizes this is not her cup of tea. Normally she would jump on this in every sense of the word, but something inside tells her to walk away. She starts walking away without saying a word to anybody, she simply turns her head and says "I'm out." She continues to her bike, starts it up and quickly and quietly leaves; trying to forget everything she can about this evening.

[Large Mike]

Taking a moment to shake his head at the sexpot that just left, White turns his attention back to Reign. "Who owns them?" After a considered pause, he adds, "And do they have their own in house services, like maintinance and whatnot, or do they contract out?"

[Chance359]

Sedryk shakes his head at the job.

This wil need alot more finess then what I usually do. I better keep my mouth shut for now.

Slowly he pulls his pocket secretary from inside his long coat and begins writing notes of people to contact.

[grendel]

Reign frowns briefly at Satu's departure, flicking her hand at Trance, who nods minutely. Turning her attention back to the team, she sets her shoulders again.

"Bicson is owned by Cross Applied Technologies. They don't maintain in-house support services, but place job orders utilizing a corporate contractor when required. As for their access controls, I don't have precise information, but my guess is they utilize a two part passkey and keypad access control."

[Chance359]

"I have a few quick questions, what kind of deadline are we looking at here? How much do each of these canisters weigh? And, how do we contact you once we have them?"

[grendel]

"No deadline per say, but the quicker it is accomplished, the more damaging it will be to Bicson. Each canister weighs seventeen kilograms. This OMC contains all the information I've briefed you on, as well as my LTG number. You can reach me there once you've completed your mission."

Reign passes over an unmarked black OMC.

[Tanka]

Iso rubbed her hands vigorously, hearing the news of what the only security may be.

"Goodie! This sounds much more exciting than I originally thought!"

She crossed her arms for a moment, then put one finger to her lips, pursing them in thought.

Now, how to go about it as quickly as possible, and still finding some very good things in the building while I'm there... Maybe...

She glanced around the group of runners being hired to try to judge a few of them right off the bat, looking, and hoping, for a strong one willing to lug a few things around for her once she helped get them in.

[Silverspur_2020]

Knowing from bitter experiance that appearances can be deceptive Jim frowns and wonders what they have inside the building... but then also wonders what the total payoff could be if they manage to get away with a fair amount stuff, what they need to do is work as a team... get in, fill a truck up... and get out ASAP. Switching to the Condor briefly... Jim watches where the chic on the bike went, seeing if anything suspect was going on.

[Silverspur_2020]

Knowing from bitter experiance that appearances can be deceptive Jim frowns and wonders what they have inside the building... but then also wonders what the total payoff could be if they manage to get away with a fair amount stuff, what they need to do is work as a team... get in, fill a truck up... and get out ASAP. Switching to the Condor briefly... Jim watches where the chic on the bike went, seeing if anything suspect was going on.

[Large Mike]

(Nevermind)

[Grey]

Grey turns to White and nods to his question about in-house stuff. The ork smiles, "A good thought. Maybe we could slip in under that guise".

He glances around at those gathered, "We got a decker here? If not I know a guy, but that means cutting him in. We'll need someone to hack in and make some records for the company to get a visit."

Grey turns back to Reign "and uhh... what other kinds of goods could we expect to find inside this place?"

[Tanka]

Iso twisted her mouth into a frown, then spoke quietly.

"Who needs deckers? You just need somebody with the right... ...tools. The only problems might be the guards, but they usually aren't too bright anyways."

She cracked her neck audibly, then placed one hand on her hip.

After hearing Grey's question, she perked up immediately, very interested on hearing what actually is inside besides the containers.

[grendel]

Reign smiles.

"The warehouse is used to store expendable medical supplies, mostly antiseptics and analgesics, bandages, and other chemical agents."

[Tanka]

"Expendable medical supplies? Oh, goodie."

Iso inwardly smiled. She could give Jenna a hand with this little tidbit. Just need to convince a few of the group members it'll be worth their time to help her help Jenna...

Well, a Street Doc is always needed... Maybe the fact alone that, if they help me, Jenna will help them out when they're in a tight fix is enough... Of course, maybe not...

[Large Mike]

"Reign," White cuts in, "I think we have a deal."

Turning to everyone present, "I think, assuming no one objects, that we should all retire to a more comfortable venue, get to know one another, and plan our venture.... as long as no one objects."

[Silverspur_2020]

In responce to Greys comment, Jim looks up...

"There may be no need for a Decker, if their security is as standard as it sounds, then it will be relaying information via the airwaves which means that I can hack in from a distance and simply open the doors for you if thats what you want."

Then, feeling the need to introduce himself formally to the people that werent here earlier... "By the way,my name is Ghost and im a security rigger by trade and have been most of my life. If you get me close enough I can hopefully get the building under our control, delaying any calls that could be made to Lonestar... This means all you would have to do is deal with security guards.

At the mention of moving elsewhere, Jim nods in agreement with White. "Anyone got any ideas for somewhere to go where we wont be listened in on?"

[Tanka]

Iso smiled. Somebody listening in? Let them try...

"Well, if we must, I either suggest a place to eat where nobody will pay attention to us, or a large building where... You guessed it, nobody will pay attention to us."

To tell, or not to tell... They may not need a professional thief, but I've got the toys that'll get them inside without breaking the doors down. Oh, why the frag not?

"Well, while we're doing introductions, I might as well. Name's Iso. You could say I'm good at getting in places and getting out without raising much of a fuss. I can tell this little job will be exactly what I'm needed for..."

[Grey]

Grey nods. "I know a place where we can get a backroom and have a bite to eat. How about we head that way, you guys can follow me there. Oh, and my name is Grey. I shoot, I fight, I sneak, and I talk. Lets go."

You can't help but realize just how well spoken and and attractive Grey is, expecially for an orc. In fact... this is likey the guy that has had his name floating around town, he has a great rep. (ooc: Good Rep 2)

[Digital Heroin]

Snow had listened calmly the whole time. Merely taking things in. In this skin, he was a man of few words, he preferred action, as his reputation bespoke. He was for the finesse job, and indeed agreed a Decker would be unneeded, as his nod would indicate. He held no faith in the foolish digitally addicted; those who sold their sole to the machine, allowed it to touch their minds.

He piqued a brow when it was pointed out they were being listened to, a tiny gesture. This was indeed a good thing, that someone else had taken the time to pay attention to their surroundings.

`I'll be one moment,` he informed those gathered. `I believe I spotted a washroom on the ground floor.`

That said, he headed from the group, towards the nearest pedestrian stairwell. Once there, and clear from sight, he removed the pistol from his suit jacket. He would head to the next level, his course, the van, through as unobtrusive yet quick a path as possible. He'd done his advance scouting for exactly this reason.