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Aug 4 2007, 02:52 AM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Crow - Thursday, May 16th, 2070: 16:20 - Heading away from the Golden China Resteraunt
Pulling away from the curb, something nags at the back of your mind. Something someone said... something SHE said. Regina. "I'll see you when you get here..." Get here. That meant she was already there. Which would be great, if you could remember ever having given her a key. Pulling up to your building, you can see a light flickering from behind your curtains and the movement of shadows. The astral seems heavy tonight, heavy and charged... almost like syrup poured on a power line. |
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Aug 4 2007, 03:10 AM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Cash - May 16th , 1600 - Car
Exiting Stew's with the soup in hand, you can't help but notice the large crowd gathered at one end of the pier. Their voices carry through the still, humid air. ... no way they're ever going to be able to tell... Can you get it? ... did anyone call 911? ... sharks got to this one for sure. From somewhere in the distance you can hear the faint blaring of a siren, the sound slowly gets closer. *** Sunny - May 16th, 1600 - Car*** From somewhere in your rearview mirror the familiar sight of flashing red and blue almost stops your heart. You hold your breath, praying that its not you they're after. For one long, lingering moment it seems like the cop is slowing down, ready to merge into your lane... before he whips his car around a barricade and screams down the freeway, another two black & white's and an ambulance not far behind. Still trying to catch your breath and slow your heart rate, you turn into the Stew's parking lot five minutes later. From where you are, you can see Cash sitting on an outside table, his fingertips tapping the wrought iron top impatiently. Past him you can see the trio of cop cars and the ambulance parked haphazardly at the end of the pier. |
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Aug 4 2007, 03:13 AM
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Uncle Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 13,891 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next To Her Member No.: 6,928 |
Feeling a bit more jumpy than usual, and always sure that some information you might not want, is better than no information that you end up needing, Cash keys up his glasses. He zooms in with the vision magnification, bringing up the low light to get a better look at tonight's business.
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Aug 4 2007, 03:58 AM
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#429
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Cash - May 16th , Stew's Soup Bar
OOC: Perception Roll (Visual) |
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Aug 4 2007, 04:07 AM
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Uncle Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 13,891 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next To Her Member No.: 6,928 |
Intuition 4
Perception 4 (S)Visual 2 Glasses Vision Mag 2 = 12 6 hits |
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Aug 4 2007, 04:43 AM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Cash - May 16th , Stew's Soup Bar
Using your vision magnification to zoom in, you're able to just discern a man in a yellow firefighters' uniform hook a pale form in the water. As its dragged on shore, you can see that at one time it was either a troll or an ork. Most likely a troll. The body is nude and shark-bitten. One arm is completely severed below the elbow. A dark stain covers one side of his chest. It looks like it could either be bruising or the result of a close encounter with a heavy pistol. The face is swollen, disguising its features. A ragged, purple scar runs down the left side of its face and one horn is sheared almost at the skull. The firefighters close rank around the body and soon a flickering yellow police holo is put in place around the scene. Less then a minute later, media drones descend... hovering just out of range of the KE patrol skimmers circling the scene. With the police holo up, it's impossible to see what's happening beyond. The holo must project some kind of jammer signal. |
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Aug 4 2007, 04:53 AM
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Uncle Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 13,891 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next To Her Member No.: 6,928 |
Cash -Thursday, May 16th - 1600 - Stew's
Cash takes a quick pic of the face, and body, as well as the persons around the scene, and logs it away. Never know when this sort of thing might be handy. Look that guy up later. Where the hell is Sunny? This is gonna cause a whole mess of traffic. |
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Aug 4 2007, 05:15 AM
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Man Behind the Curtain ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 14,873 Joined: 2-July 89 From: End of the Yellow-Brick Road Member No.: 3 |
Crow - Thursday, May 16th, 2070: 16:20 - Outside Crow's Doss
Pulling up to the curb, Crow tries to shake the feeling that something is wrong. He conjures up a pair of watchers as his paranoia begins to kick in... To the first: Go inside my apartment, tell me how many people are there. To the second: Circle the block and determine if there are any magically active people. Come back and tell me where they are and what they are doing. He keeps telling himself, It's nothing. She just got a key. None the less he begins to scan the area visually and astrally for things out of place... |
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Aug 4 2007, 01:23 PM
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Great, I'm a Dragon... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Retired Admins Posts: 6,699 Joined: 8-October 03 From: North Germany Member No.: 5,698 |
It becomes obvious that the cops are on the pier for some other reasons than to prey on honest shadowrunners, a thought that makes Sunny feel comfortable. He checks his Desert Eagle a last time before he leaves his car and heads over to Cash.
Hoi chummer! Everything's fine? |
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Aug 4 2007, 03:38 PM
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Uncle Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 13,891 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next To Her Member No.: 6,928 |
Cash -Thursday, May 16th - 1600 - Stew's
As good as they could be when you have to call in a partner for body guarding I suppose. So here's the action; have a meet wit ha contact of mine, a 'friend' who's good at getting a hold of much needed pieces of merchandise. I was on my way to pick up one of those needed pieces, and he had an unexpected issue of tardiness, and seemed very worried when I insisted we have our business handled promptly. It may be absolutely nothing, but I'm not a big fan of chances. Besides that, I'm working on something else that can pay big money, which is what I need this merchandise for tonight. Tonight's work is probably just a first step, but things could go bad, so I could use another hand near by just in case. I'll give you more details later, when there isn't so much blue around. The rendezvous we're on the way to is an associate named 'Rae'. An ork, the kid of my old fixer, new to the biz. He should be the only one there. We're meeting on his boat. Even if something does go down, and I'm hoping I've just got over worked nerves, I'd prefer he make it out ok. Breathing yes, walking optional. But for now, just play it cool. Got it? Cash smiles after the quick "game plan" talk. Hopefully this will just be easy money for Sunny, and give Rae a bit of a heads up that his business partner doesn't like things to change last minute. Hopefully. (if there's no questions) Cash climbs in to his car, signaling Sunny to follow, and drives to Rae's boat. |
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Aug 4 2007, 04:53 PM
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Great, I'm a Dragon... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Retired Admins Posts: 6,699 Joined: 8-October 03 From: North Germany Member No.: 5,698 |
Sunny gets into Cash's car - every time he see the interior of a troll-sized one, he's impressed and feels so small himself. Sunken in the seat, he enjoys the ride.
Sounds good to me. If all else fails, I'll tackle Rae down and throw him over board. Haven't done this for weeks. A grins that gets bigger and bigger shows that Sunny remembers 'the good ol' times'. |
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Aug 5 2007, 06:04 PM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Crow - Thursday, May 16th, 2070: 16:20 - Outside Crow's Doss
The first spirit returns quickly. There is a woman, Master, and no other. The second spirit takes a few moments longer then the first. There are three, Master, three that show the aura of magic. One sits alone in a room filled with many. The room is in another bigger room that sits 20 paces away. He drinks of the intoxicating beverage you prefer. The other two walk together more then 100 paces away. They are whispering to one another and one is using the strange device you use to communicate with those that are not near. The light in the window dims abruptly, replaced by the flickering light of a candle. |
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Aug 5 2007, 06:21 PM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Cash & Grinder -Thursday, May 16th - 1600 - Stew's
Getting off the pier and onto the main road takes some doing. Rubberneckers, cops, emergency personnel and now news vans all come together to create a very effective stop-gap. A few twenties passed around help to clear a space and soon the both of you are cruising down towards the more commercial and private piers. It doesn't take you long for you to find the pier you're looking for. The expensive looking wrought-iron gate surrounding it's entrance speaks of money and privilege... as does the serious looking human male standing outside a guard booth near the entrance. As you approach, he turns his back casually as if there's something on the back wall that requires his in-depth attention... then the gate opens. Driving through, you come onto a vast parking lot studded with incredibly expensive newer model cars or even more incredibly expensive "classic" cars. Past the parking lot lies the pier itself, stretching out into a series of bays for expensive yachts and racing boats. The water that laps placidly at the sides of the boats and dock is a startlingly crystal blue. Beautiful corral decorate the bottom of the ocean, and an astonishing variety of marine life dart here and there amongst the sea lace. Near the first t-juntion of the pier, Rey waits. His profile is in view and he appears to be smoking. |
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Aug 5 2007, 06:34 PM
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Uncle Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 13,891 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next To Her Member No.: 6,928 |
Cash & Grinder -Thursday, May 16th - 1635 - The Pier
Cash takes a moment to point out Rey to Sunny, and looks around the area for any bodyguard types while he parks the car. He then slides his predator from beneath his seat and into his underarm holster, shrugging on his jacket as he gets out. With a waive to Rey, he gives Sunny the heard jerk, and starts strolling Rey's way. Now would be a great time to be able to astrally assense. Goddamnit. As he walks up, Cash takes some time to watch Rey, watching his body language, especailly zooming in with hsi glasses to watch his eyes, and see how he reacts to Sunny's presense. Especailly watching if his eyes go anywhere else, like to the boat, or perhaps a concealed sniper. Gettin' paranoid in your old mage man. Cash keeps the smile on his face though, not giving anything anyway. perfectly normal meet. Wassup Rey, how ya' been. Nice digs you and your pops have out here. [ Spoiler ] |
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Aug 5 2007, 06:39 PM
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Man Behind the Curtain ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 14,873 Joined: 2-July 89 From: End of the Yellow-Brick Road Member No.: 3 |
Crow - Thursday, May 16th, 2070: 17:00 - Outside Crow's Doss
Sean smiles as he locks down the bike. Despite the time Regina will cost him, he is happy for the distraction. Paranoia the main stay of all runners, he has one of the watchers stay and guard his bike. As he walks towards his apartment, he inquires of the second: What were they discussing? Were they astrally perceiving? |
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Aug 5 2007, 06:55 PM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Cash & Sunny -Thursday, May 16th - 1635 - The Pier
At least the long stroll up the pier gives you ample opportunity to study Rey's body language. He straightens up as he spots you coming close, tossing the cigarette into the water as he does so. His posture registers tension as he catches sight of Sunny, but strangely (or not) he doesn't appear surprised. When he faces you, his grin is genuine but his eyes don't have their normal shine. He looks tired... no, not tired. Weary. His jacket, even though you know he's still the same size, appears to hang off of him. His shoulders are sloped forward and he seems to be a smaller man. The closer you get, the more he seems to draw himself up until when you're within 6 feet, he seems like the same old Rey. Hey Cash! Good to see you, my man. Sorry for the delay but unfortunately, couldn't be helped. Why don't you step onboard and we'll get your ... your purchases taken care of. |
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Aug 5 2007, 07:02 PM
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Uncle Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 13,891 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next To Her Member No.: 6,928 |
Cash & Sunny -Thursday, May 16th - 1635 - The Pier
Sounds good. Rey, this is Sunny. Sunny, Rey. Sunny's an associate on some business. I assume you've got everything set to go? I won't keep you long. Been busy Rey? Ya' look beat. I will not laugh at puns. I will not laugh at puns I will not ... |
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Aug 6 2007, 03:22 AM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Charlie - May 16th, 16:03 - Matrix
Your black cloak swirls and settles around your electronic form. The bright, neon sun of the Matrix environment seems more real then anything you might see outside. You can actually feel it's heat soaking into your limbs, your skin. Azure water laps at your ankles while data packets masquerading as colorful fish dart by. The water and beach are abuzz with activity. Icons of every shape, form and color either float, drift or fly by. The incongruity of what you see is startling. Standing on a lifeguard stand is a figure in full medieval Japanese samaurai regalia, nearer the beach is a Roman Centurion with spear and shield in hand. A large group of American cheerleaders crosses one corner of the sand, disappearing into a dune and followed closely by a teenage boy with a megaphone and a bad case of acne. Shell waits impatiently in the water, paddling to keep from drifting with the current. You coming or what? |
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Aug 6 2007, 03:28 AM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Crow - Thursday, May 16th, 2070: 17:00 - Outside Crow's Doss
The spirit closes its eyes and from behind the lids an unearthly purple light glows. When it speaks, its voice echoes as if its coming from a distance. Their is an older one, a male. Human. His aura is blackened in his head and in his arm. He speaks. ..."Security is lacking. It should be easier then we initally thought." There is a younger one. His aura shines brighter. He is frightened. He does not speak but watches. He allows his vision to wander to the astral for a few moments at a time. I am sorry, Master, but I cannot hear what is being said through the electronic device. |
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Aug 6 2007, 03:30 AM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Cash & Sunny -Thursday, May 16th - 1635 - The Pier
Rey nods a greeting at Sunny and gestures towards the boat. Everything's ready to go. |
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Aug 6 2007, 03:39 AM
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Man Behind the Curtain ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 14,873 Joined: 2-July 89 From: End of the Yellow-Brick Road Member No.: 3 |
Crow - Thursday, May 16th, 2070: 17:01 - Outside Crow's Doss
Sean puts the watcher on patrol at his apartment and then enters. As long as the duo decide not to mess with Sean, he lets them be as well. He quietly closes and locks the door behind him, the watchers will let him know if there are any problems he missed. |
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Aug 6 2007, 04:12 AM
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Uncle Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Admin Posts: 13,891 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next To Her Member No.: 6,928 |
Cash & Sunny -Thursday, May 16th - 1635 - The Pier
After you. Cash smiles and follows Rey on to the boat, making sure to admire the 'vessel' obviously. Always good to compliment the host. Especailly without actually doing it so they wouldn't have to play modest. |
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Aug 6 2007, 12:20 PM
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Great, I'm a Dragon... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Retired Admins Posts: 6,699 Joined: 8-October 03 From: North Germany Member No.: 5,698 |
Cash & Sunny -Thursday, May 16th - 1635 - The Pier
Sunny nods to Rey when Cash introduced him. Wow, the guy had some hard nights, it seems. He waits until their host and Cash entered the boat before he follows, looking around for any sign of suspective individuals. Nodding to himself when everything seems to be calm, he goes on board. |
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Aug 6 2007, 04:54 PM
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Shooting Target ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,696 Joined: 17-February 07 From: Middle Sized City, Ontario, Canada Member No.: 11,025 |
Charlie - May 16th, 16:03 - Matrix
Charlie looked out across the digital waterfront, he shrugged and jumped in after Shell I'm right behind you, where's this vet? |
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Aug 8 2007, 05:39 AM
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Dumpshock Widow aka Mrs Fisty ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,443 Joined: 3-January 05 From: Next to Him Member No.: 6,929 |
Crow - Thursday, May 16th, 2070: 17:15 - Crow's Doss
The watcher spirit nods at your commands and disappears from view, swirling into the astral. Approaching your door, the soft sound of jazz greets you. The music is low with a deep bass beat that thrums through the composite wood. The AR links to your comm and beeps its approval, automatically unlocking and opening the door. Inside, the apartment is dark except for the flickering light of a candle on the table. The music is louder now and there's a faint smoky scent to the air. The smell is pleasant, reminiscent of vanilla and woodsmoke. From the darkened doorway of your bedroom, a feminine voice speaks. About time you got home. I've been waiting. You can hear the smile in her words and the soft sound of silk slipping over skin as she moves closer. |
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