IC: Down in the Puyallups with Team #2, Working for Lon and the family Options

[Saytr]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:45; The Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Zion;PAN=on RTG 1 [LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore

Zion still squating next to the door waiting for the gaurd to approach.<@team[zion]"no problem assuming he isnt wired up. once i start to take him down just make sure he cannot transmit to his buddies what were doing to him. "> Zion gets ready to subdue the gaurd reverting back to his training he gets ready for the take down. like a cat getting ready to pounch Zion approaches the doors and awaits either the gaurd to reach them or a signal from the other that he is close enough to engage.

[Thanee]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:45; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = offline [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Aeryn; PAN = offline [disposable Commlink]; SIN = Kimberly Turner

Back in the room, Aeryn pulls out her light pistol, making sure the smartlink is activated and she is ready to fire, should the need arise.

I really should get me a silencer for these situations...

< [Aeryn] Ok, I can cover you. Will only fire, if it is absolutely necessary, since I do not have a silencer on my gun. >

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Papa; Personal Com: [Skinlink, Signal=1] PAN=Hidden;
Cynic; Personal Com: [Skinlink, Signal=1] PAN=Hidden;

The pressure on the team's hacker at the moment. He reaches out across the matrix for the guard's comlink, the access ID already identified when it passed by the fly-spy. Papa decides to take the path of accessing the comlink with user level access, which is quickly successful and then he changes the routing on the guard's comlink to only use Papa's Comlink to route.
<<@Team [Papa] There will have been blip. It may get hairy quick.>>

As the guard continues to move down the hallway towards the team, Papa turns his attention to the captured traffic, analyzing heartbeat signals and separating them from other, higher forms of communication, allowing only the most basic, clean communication to pass.
<<@Zion [Papa] Hit him now!>>

[Saytr]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Zion;PAN=on RTG 1 [LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore

Zion hears papas que to attack second turn to fractions of seconds as his wired reflexes spring into action and immediatly bursts the doors open the doors and grabs the gaurd and attempts to fling the guads behind him from the hallway back into the lab where he attacked from while holding onto his collar and rolling over zions back he attempts to have the gaurd fly over zion and end up rolling with the gaurd and landing atop of him pinned back into the same room they were in before.

[phlapjack77]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; The Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Lucky; PAN = Signal 1 [Skinlink]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)
Fake PAN = OFF; SIN = George Lopez (broadcast)
Jazzed! Starting at 00:18:37

Pepper punch magically appeared in Lucky's hand, just as magically as the heavy pistol found it's home in it's holster. He hoped he didn't have to use this stuff on the guard. Lucky had had to be "punched" once, during basic training. It was definitely no picnic. Using it on the innocent guard gave him pause. But his jittery, jazzed-up brain quickly recalled images of his mother, Danny, the shelter...the reasons for all of this. His resolve came back, stronger than ever.

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Via the video feed in AR, Zion can see the guard has made it to the intersection that divests to stairwell. As the street samurai bursts from the concealment of the door, the guard turns...

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

The guard shoots two shots in rapid succession as Zion attempts to get into position to level his own attack. Two clusters of darts strike Zion causing the elf's muscles to convulse and spasm; he literally sees stars as the voltage surges through his body trying to send him off his feet...

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Following Zion to the hall, Lucky notes the quick response of the security guard. He drops the pepper punch capsule and reaches for his holstered taser, draws a bead on the guard and squeezes the trigger. A dart attached to a trail wire flies towards the guard...

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

... and in an amazing display of luck, the dart bounces off the guard own taser, missing him, leaving him standing alone against (not so) Lucky.

[Thanee]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = offline [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Aeryn; PAN = offline [disposable Commlink]; SIN = Kimberly Turner

Aeryn takes a few steps into the doorframe to get a clear shot on the guard. Her gun already out, the elf pulls the trigger and the light pistol barks in response, spitting a bullet at the guard. Taking a short moment to aim for a more vulnerable spot, Aeryn pulls the trigger again, and another shot is fired.

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Aeryn really on makes it to the doorway, half in, half out, blocked from further movement by Lucky attempting to get past Zion. Her location not withstanding, she proves that persistence pays off putting both of the SnS darts into the guard. The first hits him in shoulder, the second in the neck sending him head over healing flipping backwards, spasming. It looks like some sort of new wave Brazilian-Hop Dancing move. The sounds of the shots as well as the concussion wave blasts down the hall, booming through the facility.

The jig is up.

Cynic squeezes his fingers to a fist, then pulls the fist near his mouth and blows across it. "No sense holding that anymore."

<<@Team [Papa] Got it! Operations.>>

[phlapjack77]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:49; The Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Lucky; PAN = Signal 1 [Skinlink]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)
Fake PAN = OFF; SIN = George Lopez (broadcast)
Jazzed! Starting at 00:18:37

The shots rang out in the corridor, dangerously close to Lucky's head. His earbuds managed to help block out the worst of it, but even so, he knew his ears would be ringing for awhile after. For now, he didn't mind. Lucky suddenly felt more alive than he had in a long, long time.

A hand shaking with sudden adrenaline managed to put the taser back in it's holster, then somehow find a stim patch in the collection of items in his tactical utility belt pouch.

"Come on man. We gotta move! Danny, cover me!"

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:50; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Weapon holstered, Lucky reaches into his pouch and readies the stim patch.

[Thanee]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:50; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = offline [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Aeryn; PAN = offline [disposable Commlink]; SIN = Kimberly Turner

<< [Aeryn] Sorry for the noise, but at this point, it was necessary. // @Papa: Operations? That's where he is? Then we should head there... quick! There is another set of stairs, we need to be there, so he cannot leave. One should come with me, the rest stay here with Zion and get him back on his feet. >>

Aeryn follows her own advice and quickly runs down the corridor towards Operations.

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:53; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Weapon holstered, Lucky reaches into his pouch and readies the stim patch.
Aeryn moves around Lucky and breaks into a sprint down the hallway, making it nearly to the opposed double lab doors. Cynic is behind her, but she is pulling away. In the Matrix, active alarms being to sound like klaxons. Papa activates a pair of malware he prepared for this occasion, unleashing them into the system.

As Aeryn and Cynic continue to run, Aeryn rounding the corner, Papa exits the virtual world, returning to the meat one.

He stands, exits the room and scoops up Zion by the collar as Lucky slaps down the stim patch. Aeryn and Cynic continue their all out run for Operations, several meters now separating them. Even carrying Zion, Papa is quickly outpacing Lucky.

[phlapjack77]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:53; The Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Lucky; PAN = Signal 1 [Skinlink]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)
Fake PAN = OFF; SIN = George Lopez (broadcast)
Jazzed! Starting at 00:18:37

Frag frag frag frag frag frag frag frag frag frag frag frag

As Lucky sprinted after the retreating form of Papa, he pulled his Predator. A targeting reticule, so comfortingly familiar, sprang to life in his vision as a small indistinct crosshair. Those watching would have seen a strange, almost manic smile beaming out from the beard on Lucky's face.

Pistol held down at his side as he ran, his other arm waved to his partner to keep up.

No time to play it quiet, now. Just like old times, eh?

[Saytr]

"Bravo, haywire. We are moving to echo numerous hostiles on our six request immediate fire support, copy?". "roger haywire" Zion watching in the middle of the night through his thermal scope that haywire as outnumbered three to one. The six of them would not make it out of the forest to reach the extraction site in time. Immediately Zion ranged the closest target corporal rainfall was his spotter "800meters , 5 mph east bound wind." Zion confirmed via satellite uplink and started to pick off the hostiles the corporal confirming each target was down and reading like the first each targets range and wind variance, confirming each kill."bravo, haywire keep it up we are Oscar mike." zion spot softly between shots " rainfall let me know when they clear the forest we will need to make for the extraction site and rv with haywire".......several seconds passed and no response was heard from the corporal, Zion looked over his shoulder to see rainfall looking right at him his lifeless body laying motionless, Zion rolled to his left with his rifle in hand over the corporals body "haywire this is bravo , hostiles have spotted my location moving to rv location now. Out" haywire responded hastily "roger that bravo we are breaking for echo now thanks for evening the odds" Zion kept his cool behind the rock he rolled behind. Alarms started to rack his brain red flashed and warning signs his satellite uplink was being hacked.

[Thanee]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:56; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = offline [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Aeryn; PAN = offline [disposable Commlink]; SIN = Kimberly Turner

Aeryn continues her run towards the second corner, only slowing down once she has reached it to take a quick look around in case there is any trouble ahead.

If she does not see anything, the elf turns around and heads down the corridor towards her destination, the Operations room and the second flight of stairs.

She isn't sprinting at full speed, anymore, but still running, trying not to make too much noise on the way, but not sneaking either. Time is of the essence now.

Hopefully, the security hasn't had enough time to organize properly, as only a few seconds have passed since the guard was encountered and the gunshots were fired.

Either way, her pistol is ready to fire, in case a target of opportunity presents itself. She isn't here to ask questions first; not now.

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:54; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Having slowed at the corner, the hallway looks clear and Aeryn continues towards the target, weapon ready. Cynic stops behind her before rounding the corner and attempts to summon an elemental to assist them; his efforts only summon a stream of sweat from his brow and a measure of exertion.

Papa rounds the next corner, passing Cynic heading towards Aeryn. Lucky makes it halfway down the middle corridor. He sees Cynic stopped near the end. Moving more cautiously, Aeryn makes it 2/3 of the way towards the hallway leading to the stairwell and the door to operations. Lucky makes it to Cynic, who is slowly walking forward, his eyes out of focus. Meanwhile, Cynic, calls his bound water elemental, panic beginning to over take the mage as the seconds pass since the watcher was dispersed.

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:55; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Aeryn reaches the corner, looking down the hallway, just as the door opens and the mark runs toward the stairs.

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:55; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Some days you should just call in sick... Ah, hindsight is always 20/20.
Tyler and Aeryn come face to face as the two enter the hallway about the same time. As Aeryn levels her weapon at the security spider, he dives backwards towards the room, rather than the stairwell. She pulls the trigger, her keen senses already telling her his dive was throwing her shot off...

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:55; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Luck being what it is, Tyler Vincent dives right into the path of the wayward dart from Aeryn's pistol, striking him square in the ass. He falls into the doorway, a quivering mass of charged flesh, convulsing much like Zion as he falls onto the floor. Behind her Papa says, "Cameras down. Security node rebooting. Remote spider dumpshocked."

Lucky sees that Aeryn has reached the corner and marked her arrival with one shot. Papa is behind her, SMG in hand, but not firing.

[phlapjack77]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:53; The Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Lucky; PAN = Signal 1 [Skinlink]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)
Fake PAN = OFF; SIN = George Lopez (broadcast)
Jazzed! Starting at 00:18:37

Yeah, DEFINITELY like old times

The sounds of the gunshots rang out in the hallway, echoing their way into Lucky's consciousness. He ran up beside Aeryn and saw the situation, the downed hacker spasming at his feet. Lucky quickly holstered his gun and pulled out a pair of metal restraints.

[Redjack]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:56; 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle

Seconds tick by. The active alarm definitely means that both Lone Star and DocWagon Security have been alerted. The team now has two people on the ground suffering from an allergy to electricity, though one of them is supposed to be.

[phlapjack77]

Monday April 7th, 2070; 00:18:56; The Hallway, Apprentice Industries, 200 Saint Helens Avenue, Tacoma District, Seattle
Lucky; PAN = Signal 1 [Skinlink]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)
Fake PAN = OFF; SIN = George Lopez (broadcast)
Jazzed! Starting at 00:18:37

"Cover me!"

Lucky bends down to snap the metal restraints around the mark's wrists. After securing them snugly together, Lucky searches for the required commlink.