IC: Down in the Puyallups with Team #3, Kilroy's latest venture, this time its corporate Options

[Redjack]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:09 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

@Jazz

[ Spoiler ]

There is quite a bit of media buzz about Zephyr Securities at the moment. It seems that one of their deliveries was hit by a group of shadowrunners in broad daylight today. Ok that was a given. Kuji Pharmaceuticals has issued a press release stating that they are exercising a service level clause in their contract with Zephyr Securities and canceling their contract for secure deliveries. Zephyr Securities stock also took a 5.7% drop on the news that a shadowrun team had been successful against one of their courier teams.

[kvasac]

Monday March 17, 2070, Somewhere...

The first thing Jake does upon receiving the message is contact Rex: "Rex, you in on this? Where can I pick you up?"

[Redjack]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:09 AM; Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

Anon

[ Spoiler ]

It didn't take long for the local tuffs to take note of you and Rudolf having taken up residence in the abandoned building. The usually shake down commenced followed by the unusual magical response involving both a spirit, invisibility and stun bolts. That caused a with drawl of the gangers, though only temporary. The next visit did not go so well. They brought tasers and bag of flour. Invisibility didn't work so well in an enclosed space with a bag of flour burst open and the spirit didn't stick around around Anon was tasered unconscious.

When he awoke, Anon found himself in a room with a number of the gangers. They all wore native garb, though it was clear most of them weren't. An especially mean dwarf they called Pin, as in hair-pin, was kicked back in a chair with his feet on Anon's chest and a shotgun in his hands. As Anon started coming too, the dwarf simply patted the gun in his lap and pointed across the room. Looking over, Anon found a man in his fifties with a strong Ameri-Indian lineage sitting in another chair across the room.

"You gave my braves quite workout on the first encounter." The smile that follows isn't exactly reassuring to Anon given the dwarf's boots resting on his chest. "I like that... and I'm going to make you an offer. We could use some mojo and it appears you need a place to crash."

Deciding that it was an offer he couldn't refuse, Anon accepted. The gang leader is known as the Chooser and the gang the chosen. He and his lieutenant Pin had led the gang for two decades, a length almost unheard of. They ran under the radar and maintained their turf with a number of rules. Every gang member goes on a spirit quest to find a mentor spirit, the Chooser's being Dog; He is very protective of his turf and the people on it.

A few weeks later, Anon was introduced to Kilroy; A fixer who recruited from the gang sometimes. Kilroy is always looking for magical talent and the introduction, it was all virtual; Kilroy never meets in the flesh.

After a few more more weeks, the first call came in......

<<@Anon [Kilroy] I have a job that needs some magic back up. The next segment pays 1,500 (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nuyen.gif) each. Interested? Do I even need to ask?. --> Contact ARO: Sam <-- Give Sam a jingle and she'll connect you up with the rest of the team. . --> Contact ARO: Jake <-- Jake can give you a lift. >>

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:15 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

"Looks like ZephSec is in some trouble due to a certain, recent incident. Contract being cancelled, stock drop. Maybe they are the target? I don't know... but it could be something in this direction. Or they are just a means to achieve something else. Or the package was really what J wanted? Hard to say, but there are some scenarios, that appear possible."

[gobogen]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:11 AM; Rex's doss, Northern Pullayups
Rex

Rex checks the two messages he just received from Kilroy and Jake.
<< @Kilroy [Rex] I'm in. Pay seems pretty good. >>
<< @Jake [Rex] 'course I'm in. <-- Coordinates for pick up. --> >>

Rex gears up, picks up his trusty axe and heads out.

<< @Sam, Jake [Rex] Jake and I are in. Where to? >>

[Redjack]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:11 AM; Rex's doss, Northern Pullayups

<<@Sam [Kilroy] Located a replacement mage. The Johnson contacted me. He expects the threat rating to increase so I'm adding a pair of runners to augment your team. --> Contact AROs: Jake, Rex, Anon <-- >>

[kvasac]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:11 AM; Rex's doss, Northern Pullayups

<< @Sam, Rex [Jake] Just make sure you guys are clean, ok? >>
Jake drives to the coordinates to pick up Rex first and then Sam. He greets them the usual way-wet tissues liquid soap and decontamination spray.
While Rex is used to Jake's visage to Sam he will probably look like a overzealous surgeon getting ready for complicated procedure. Face covered with breather mask, clean, sterile coat, gloved hands and protective googles. There is little of the man or his skin to be seen really, hic face now covered with protective creams and powders.

[Cap_Lock]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:15 AM; Random street corner

<<@Killroy[Anon] You throw in lunch and you got a deal. Hell, who am I kidding, you got yourself a runner.>>[/color]

Gareth sighs and looks at his com wondering whether the guys Killroy hooked him up with are up to snuff. It didn't really matter, dying was slightly better than living off of roasted rat.

<<@Sam[Anon] Hoy, I got a call sayin' you're looking for a day laborer? I think I'm your man.>>

<<@Jake[Anon] Hey Chummer, I need a ride...my cars in the uh...shop.>>

[SoyKaf Adict]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:16 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Spades

He couldn't help but find Sam's frustration a little funny. He silently chuckled to himself as message after message barraged her commlink. In off-beat intervals it would chirp and send her into a fit of typing before the next message attacked her phone. He turned his attention away for a moment considering what Jazz had said.

"Zephyr? Courier companies are numerous enough, and even if they weren't security firms would pick up the slack. Unless Zephyr has some bit of information our man Johnson is hoping to buy low and sell high. I somehow doubt it's the target, wherever the package was going seemed pretty important, and that should be the focus. Good job digging up the dirt, now all we have to do is find the closet and the skeleton. Later, though, ..."

He made Sam the center of his attention for the continuation of his comment.

"Sam seems a little too busy at the moment... So what's the update? Is this your serial psycho ex or are you trying set a record for most amount of text messages in a minute?"

He folded his arms with a smirk on his face as he waited for her reply.

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:17 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

"Yeah, it's not much, but it's a start. Does Kuji Pharmaceuticals ring some bell? They are the ones that cancelled the contract, probably because of the lost package. Next guess in line... maybe someone wants to actively change the courier company working for them?"

[kvasac]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:17 AM; en route to next pickup point


<<@Anon[Jake] Send me the coordinates and I'll pick you up. Make sure you are clean and germ free..>>
"So, Rex, what have you been up to these days?" Jake asks as he drives. He sounds like he is in one of his better moods. Money is always a good motivator.

[gobogen]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:18 AM; en route to next pickup point
Rex

Surprisingly, Rex was in the mood for conversation.

"Not too much, I just enjoyed the money. Got out a few nights, bought drinks for friends, stuff like that. Watched a whole lot of TriD too. There's some amazing stuff I didn't know about - I really liked Mutant Blood Drinkers. Anyway, after this run, I'm bringing you to a nice joint I like. We can talk about stuff then, and maybe you can finally explain to me what are those frekking Bakderias of yours. "

"How about you. What'ch'you spending your hard earned 'yens on?"

[kvasac]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:19 AM; en route to next pickup point

"Bacteria. They are called bacteria. Simply put, they enter your body and kill you from the inside. And the worst part is that you can't see them with your eyes. They are so small. But there is more. They are highly adaptable and they mutate. Just as you think your medicins will work -WHAM!-you die because bacteria gets more resilent." Jake shakes his head "It's a hard world we live in my friend. We are lucky we have reached our age.
As for me, my roto drone got rather banged up when the mob after us so I was sterilizing it and doing repairs. And.." a triumphant look can be seen in Jake's eyes: "I went for a thorough clean over! 100% germ free. And I found this new soap they produced. It's magnificent. It has extended duration, so it keeps you clean several hours after you use it. Here, I can give you a sample."
Jake fishes a piece of soap wrapped in paper in his pocket and tossess it to Rex.

[gobogen]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:18 AM; en route to next pickup point
Rex

Rex can't help the dumb expression on his face while Jake explains the bacteria. Yeah, okay, they're like poison, I get it. He doesn't really get it. I know it matters a lot to you.

Rex catches the soap. Are you trying to tell me that I stink? Cause you know, I always use deodorant. And I'm clean too. I'm a classy troll, you know that. And he gives back the soap.

Rex was very proud of his personal hygene and smell. He usually puts on cologne and he always stays dressed impeccably with shirt and tie. To him, it meant everything to look respectable. He hated that some trolls were treated with disrepect for their lack of manners or cleanliness and definitely didn't want to be associated with them.

[kvasac]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:18 AM; en route to next pickup point

"As you wish. But if you die due to some illness, don't expect me to come to your funeral."

[Cap_Lock]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:20 AM

Well, I'm not being followed...At least I don't think I am. Shadowrunners...always with their slang and paranoia. Anon pauses for a moment not realizing that Killroy isn't talking about bugs or tails. Luckily, he's already had his weekly shower.

<<@Killroy[Anon] I'm on the corner of fifth and main. Don't worry no one's following me>>

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:20 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

"Suppose that's it for now. We will need some more input to be able to dig deeper. Let me know if you have anything. What do you think when the next step will happen? There were three parts to this job and this one you pulled off today was just the first, right? Hopefully for the next one there will be more time for preparations. I can help you a lot better that way."

"If it is unlikely that anything will happen today, I might as well get my stuff sorted and find a more decent place to stay for the next couple days or so. The last one wasn't exactly great."

[kvasac]

[ Spoiler ]

<<@Killroy[Anon] I'm on the corner of fifth and main. Don't worry no one's following me>> - I asume he meant @Jake

PAN:hidden<<@Anon[Jake] That is a bonus to know but what I really want is that you are disease free.>>
Jake drives to pick up the newest team member and greets him with usual wet handkerchiefs and steriliser sprays.

[Redjack]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:13 AM; Forbidden City Chinese Restaurant, Puyallup City, Pullayup Barrens, Seattle

<<@Rex; CC: Jake [Sam] -] GPS ARO Attached [- Forbidden City. I would steer clear of the egg drop soup - its got a greenish tint and the chicken-on-a-stick tastes more like cat, but the Chow Mein and General T'so's are tasty. Welcome aboard.>>

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:15 AM; Forbidden City Chinese Restaurant, Puyallup City, Pullayup Barrens, Seattle

<<@Anon [Sam] -] GPS ARO Attached [- Kilroy gave me the heads up. Welcome to the team. We have several other new additions as well.>>

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:17 AM; Forbidden City Chinese Restaurant, Puyallup City, Pullayup Barrens, Seattle

Sam turns to Spades, focusing back on the real world. "Sorry. Blitz of contacts. Kilroy is sending over a replacement for Ramses and adding two more runners based upon a perceived threat rating increase by the Johnson; Jake and Rex are inbound. I don't know either of them vary well, but I have heard their names around for a while since I started using Kilroy. Memory serves that Rex is a mountain of troll and axe. Jake is a drone rigger; I will warn you, he is a little different."

She then turns to Jazz. "I guess the next leg of this run will allow us to hone in on whether Zepher, Kuji or possibly neither are the target." She ponders for a moment then smiles. "All in all, today went well though." She then gets up and heads over to get another plate of food.

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:22 AM; 5th & Main, Puyallup City, Pullayup Barrens, Seattle

Jake and Rex arrive at the spot selected by Anon for the pickup. As people come and go, they locate a single man loitering that appears to be their mark.

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:20 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

"Yep, I guess we will learn more about it then..." Jazz replies to Sam. "A mountain of a troll you say? Always good to have someone to hide behind," she then adds with a grin. "While I can handle myself, when things get a lil rougher, I prefer to stay away from such trouble. Doesn't always work out that way, of course."

[SoyKaf Adict]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:20 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Spades

Jazz had been making a few comments on her end, but Spades was trying to piece together whatever was going on while she made them.

Once Sam was off the comm, she finally resumed the conversation, oblivious to his prodding, he diverted his disappointment in the unfortunate listing of two new members, sans Ramses.

"How is a big walking sign going to help us? Sure security is a problem, but we have this thing, it's called stealth, it helps us on the job because we don't want to be noticed... Not to mention, we're supposed to subdue the couriers, not put them in the DocWagon... I don't like it." He sighed, continuing before anyone could fill the void with a rebuttal. "The Drone Rigger is good news, we won't be invisible, but we'll have an eye in the sky. I don't know if the two cancel out, but we'll make do, I guess.

He looked at Jazz, her job didn't always involve being on the scene of the crime, which was what prompted his next comment. More his usual self, rather than the annoyed, yet concerned attitude he'd had a moment earlier.

"I don't see any reason why you'd have to be involved any where near the matter. Everything we're doing is on the street, out in the open. You could jack in anywhere for these missions, so you've been involved in more close quarters maneuvers then?"

He ended his question on point, it poked at her past, and for once he'd actually not meant to intentionally ask... He was curious, and actually interested for once.

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:21 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

"You do not always have that luxury. Some systems are not accessible from the outside. And I have a few more talents that come in useful from time to time. Since you are going to ask, anyways, what I mean is... I'm pretty good with people, yeah I know, not quite the typical Matrix reclusive, and I'm a good driver, too."

[gobogen]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:15 AM; Puyallup City, Pullayup Barrens, Seattle

<<@Sam; CC: Jake [Rex] We're on our way. We're about to pick up Anon. >>

I haven't had chinese in a while, can't wait to try out that chicken - or whatever they serve that tastes like it. Hmm, I bet it's not your favorite kind of place to go to, huh?

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:22 AM; 5th & Main, Puyallup City, Pullayup Barrens, Seattle

When the car comes around the corner, Rex opens the back doors for Anon. Hey chummer, jump in.

[Redjack]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:21 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

<<@Jazz [Sam] Almost forgot -] 3x Contact AROs [- Here are the contact AROs for the new guys so you can subscribe them to TeamNet™.>>

[kvasac]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:22 AM; 5th & Main, Puyallup City, Pullayup Barrens, Seattle

"If the food is properly cleaned and sterilised and if the place is sanitized..."
Once Anon is properly clean, Jake drives to their meeting point.