Southern Hospitality, Ya'll come back now ... Options

[ludomastro]

The cigar smoking man says, "Ok, on the issue of communication, use this comm-code." He pulls out a simple model and transmits the code to everyone in the room with a comm on active or passive mode. "A few of you don't have comms or are a bit shy... Anyway, I suppose that you can share later. Now, Miss, I don't have anything on him at the moment as he is very careful to cover his tracks. I'll tell you that I am convinced that he is in with the Azzies and I'll get that out if I have to plant it myself. Other than that, lets see... he plays up the need to keep metas in their place, whatever that means, and I've heard rumors that he pays a visit to a local ork girl - if you know what I mean - about once a week. Don't have the exact address but the rumor says its here in East Point somewhere. Two, he is taking kickbacks from Ares who isn't in very good with the CAS government. Other next week he will be politicing here in East Point for the Southern Conservative nomination. I figure he's a shoe-in and so does everyone else as no one is truly opposing him. Some nut-job from the coast has mounted a campaign so the primary is still needed. Ok, last thing, I hear there is a fund raising dinner in a week at his headquaters in downtown. I figure that you can catch Ares info there. Ok, that's what I got."

[Thanee]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:15 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

"Hey, I wasn't asking you to do our job. I just meant regular data, like work schedules, representatives, secretaries, names, pictures, addresses, etc. Anything you got we do not have to collect ourselves," Jazz explains, then goes on. "So he likes to beat up metas? Geez. Can't we - for once - get someone normal to apply for senatorship? I don't even dare to think about how fragged up you need to be to get elected as president. Anyways, what you just listed sounds good. There seem to be plenty angles from which we could go about this. There must be something to find."

[Redjack]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:16 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

Eric switches his PAN to passive in order to receive the com code and then back to hidden. His passive mode is locked down pretty tight and his real SIN isn't loaded so he feels pretty safe, besides few can outwiz Jazz in the Matrix. Satisfied that Cigar Smoking Man believes this to be the truth, he listens to Jazz as well before replying.

Happy that his magically altered appearance is hiding his elation at the terms, Eric restates his understanding of the assignment to insure the entire team is clear, "That's six K upfront, another K when the dirt is planted, another 5K if we uncover any dirt in under ten days and a bonus if its all done quiet. As I understand it, while we dig for dirt the connection to the Azzies is the info to be planted... unless of course we can simply substantiate that connection and provide proof to you. I assume that if we can substantiate the connection to the Azzies, there is no need to plant a fake connection and we will collect the 1K for planting by default. Did I get it all straight?"

[ludomastro]

"No ma'am, I don't think that you understood me correctly. He doesn't hit this young lady he ... enjoys her company. I'm willing to bet that his wife knows and doesn't care as long as she is able to ride the fame by extension. However, if the Southern Conservatives were to get that information then things wouldn't go so well for him. Now, general information on this guy is available all over the matrix. When it comes to the information that you are seeking ... I can give you what I have." He transmits a file to those with open comms.

File Information:

[ Spoiler ]

<<<Photo: Terry Fulerton>>>
Name: Terrance (Terry) P. Fulerton
Age: 53
Race: Human
Address: Currently living in his downtown office.
Schedule: Almost always on the campaign trail

<<<Photo: Susana Smith>>>
Name: Susana Smith
Age: 35 to 40
Race: Human
Position: PR/Campaign Manager
Address: 318 North Circle Way
Schedule: Almost always with Terry

<<<Photo: John Smith>>>
Name: John H. Smith
Age: 42
Race: Human
Position: Driver/Security
Address: 318 North Circle Way
Schedule: Almost always with Terry

<<<Photo: Bob Phillips>>>
Name: Robert (Bob) A. Phillips
Age: ?
Race: Human
Position: Secretary
Address: Unknown
Schedule: Almost always with Terry

<<<Photo: Martha>>>
Name: Martha ?
Age: ?
Race: Human
Position: Campaign Volunteer
Address: Unknown
Schedule: Downtown Headquaters from 0800 to 1730

Turning to Eric he says, "Yup, you got it. On all acounts I might add." Looking at the group he asks, "So, do we have a deal?"

[Shadow]

Wow, a canidate whos a perv, and doesn't believe what he says... how original. Yeah I'm in. My only question is this, and for the record I don't really care what the answer is. If we eliminate this guy, who takes his place?

[Redjack]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:18 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

Eric starts to answer when his new teammate speaks up. I like the way he thinks.

He looks at the mage with a little smirk, taking note of the air elemental hovering in astral space out of sight of about everyone else in the room, then looks back at Johnson. "Speaking for myself, we have a deal."

[Thanee]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:19 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

"I see, something about 'he plays up the need to keep metas in their place' made me think so, I guess."

[ErrosCallidus]

Carron is rapidly reassesing the ad hoc team gathered in the room and starting to be impressed with what he's seeing and hearing.

So, there ARE professionals outside the mil... the suit on our side is pretty good. I'll have to work hard to keep my end up.

He looks once more around the room and then speaks up a trace of Detroit touching his voice: "Me and my wheels are in, when do we start?"

[ludomastro]

Cigar Smoking Man smiles. "A good question my man. Inside the Southern Conservatives I can't think of anyone that will benefit. Outside that, the front runners would be Mark Roloven with the Republicans. Since officially the Republican and Democratic Reformers are still the American Coalition, they don't have a candidate. The Southern Dems have a guy in the race by the name of Anthony Daniels. Take your pick."

He looks over at Sundown for a moment and then adds, "I hope that you mean politically eliminate ... I don't do wetwork. Alright then, we have a deal and you start now.""

[Redjack]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:20 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS
Eric Debois aka Book; PAN=Passive[LTG]; SIN=Eric Smith (Not Broadcast)

Looking around at his new team mates Eric thinks, Time to get to know the crew and figure out a plan. Ten days... Not a lot of time to bring down a senator...

Looking back to Mr Johnson and what isn't yet on the table between them, "Shall we conclude the last little bit of our business then...?"

[ludomastro]

Cigar Smoking Man smiles and sets a small stack of cred sticks on the table. He gets up and opens the door. "Nice to doing business with ya'll. The room is yours for as long as you need it." With that, he is gone.

[Redjack]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:22 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

Eric looks around at his six new companions. Little biger team than I'm used to.. But this is a little bigger run as well. I imagine we'll need the expertise of everyone here and then some...

It is not normally in his nature for Eric to be quite so extraverted, but he is a bit of a control freak and that aspect of his nature tends to override all other aspects of his character. Earlier that controlling nature brought out the neotiator in him and now it compells him to begin some measure of organization for the team.

"Shall we stay here and perhaps begin some exchanging of details and expertise in AR while we start planning?"

[ErrosCallidus]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:23 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

"Drek! I left my fraggin' 'link in my car. I'll be right back. I'm Dalton by the way, my MOS is Combat Armored Vehicle Operation and Reair, just got in town. I guess in this business I'm a good getaway driver and heavy support? Kinda new to this." With that he heads to the door and opens it a little more violently than necessary, his frustration at having forgotten his 'link showing through.

Way to go hot shot... GREAT first impression! he fumes at himself as the door closes behind him. He makes his way out the front door and scans the parking lot and street before crossing to his car to retrieve his commlink and AR gloves.

[2bit]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:23 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

Vick remains quiet during the rest of the meet until Cigar Smoking Man makes his exit. The more the guy in the suit talked, the better.
"Name's Vick; I'm a troubleshooter," he says with a smile, "pleased to meet yall."

Vick turns to the table and picks up his share, inspecting it.

[Thanee]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:24 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

"Jazz, Matrix Security. Both directions. Nice to meet ya'll."

[Redjack]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:24 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

Eric pulls out his com and sets it on the table to allow for one of the direct link PAN connection methods. In AR, he scrolls down his PAN sensor range to two meters and opens an AR chat room.

<[Book] You all can call me Book. I'm the team shaman... just so that we all start on the up and up... I'm not wearing my real face today.>

[Redjack]

<[Book] Vick - What type of trouble is your specialty? Dean & Sundown - What types of spells do you know?>

[2bit]

Vick enters the chat room.

<"Ah - silent running then? Hope this is quiet enough. I didn't bring a touchpad with me. What kind of trouble is my specialty? People trouble. All kinds. The stakeout, the meet, the con, and the firefight. I'm proficient in all manner of small arms.

And I'm especially good with corporate and political security. . . let's just say this job is right up my alley. What about you, Book? You have experience getting dirt on folks?">

[Redjack]

Book smiles as Vick asks the question, <[Book] Actually, yes. My specialty is secrets. >

[ErrosCallidus]

Carron enters the room with his 'link in hand. At first he's puzzled by the silence... then he notices Eric's link on the table.

He pulls a chair up to the table and logs onto the chat.

<[HvyMtl6] Hey, sorry bout that, what'd I miss?>

[Thanee]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:26 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

"So, anyone got a plan where we should start?" Jazz says, breaking the silence. "Probably collecting possible angles from where to approach this."

[Redjack]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:26 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

Eric starts to reply to Carron, but looks to Jazz perplexed as she speaks. He then smirks and replies, "Ok.. I'm the shaman and I'm using computers... You're the hacker and you're speaking... We've gotta get our modus operandi straightened out. I was thinking coms would be more secure since we don't know the status of this room.. But that is really more your area than mine." He ends with a big, hammy grin and a slight tilt of his head.

[Redjack]

Sunday, March 2nd, 2070; 19:27 EST; Krispy Kreme (Back Room), Atlanta, CAS

"Let's start by itemizing out our potential target areas:"
@ALL <[Book]
1) Connection to Azzies
2) Ork girlfriend
3) Ares kickbacks
4) Schedule here in East Point
5) Fund raising dinner in a week at his headquaters in downtown
6) Other..? >

[2bit]

<[Vick] The Ork girlfriend seems like low hanging fruit to me. I recommend we make this our first operation. If she really is just a girlfriend, and I'm not convinced that's the whole story here, but if she is, then we're looking at an easily manipulated piece of leverage we can use as a stepping stone to the big stuff. Do we have her info?>

<[Vick] We need to find out who she is; then we can determine if it'd be better to interrogate her for information, bribe her into helping us, or con her into helping. If she really is useless, then her safety might be valuable to someone. I don't think we need more than two people to take her on, either. The rest of the team can follow up on other leads while this is happening.>

[Cedric Rolfsson]

Sunday March 2, 2070 19:27:30 EST - Krispy Kreme

<{Dean}
I'd suggest we might want to start by arranging a logistical HQ, a safe house where we can gather etc. I'd also suggest we vacate this locale and beginning planning from our new HQ.

I'd say we need to do a little background search to start with. Run basic jackets on the target and his main personnel to see what might result. Remember, with a politician we can do almost as much damage by attacking his staffers as himself. Lets check the Sec. State's webpage, all political figures have to report their fundraising activities and major contributors any of whom we may be able to use to get an in. With that basic data we might have a better idea of the angles to play.

Maybe we should assign some basic background legwork to individuals here, have one of us arrange for a safe house and another one of us arrange a secondary HQ and adjourn. We'll all connect at a public place at a designated time and retire to a more secured location.