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

[SoyKaf Adict]

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

"Well, at least decent driving doesn't seem to be the flaw of this team... Everyone seems to know how. Though, I've just thought of a rather important flaw we have. How is the Troll going to transport itself? My car, and Sam's bike are way too small. I hope his idea between getting from job to job better not be the metro..."

He tried to snap out of the foul mood that had befuddled his thoughts. He reached for his comlink, blindly flipping through until he got what he wanted. Spades put an ear bud in, the slightest sound of music indistinctly floating on the air. His approving nod, and smile, designated him as the source immediately.

He looked back at both of the women across the table.

"I apologize, I forgot my medicine. When are we going to be seeing our new companions Sam? Soon?"

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:22 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

"Good point. These guys are huge. Well, we'll see, I guess."

[Redjack]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

Anon silently enters the van, unsure about Jake's methods and apparent zeal in his battle with germs. None the less, he takes a seat and looks out the window for the course of the short ride.

At the restaurant, the currently assembled team eats for several more minutes in silence until the three new team members arrive. The group fills a large table, but are surprisingly not out of place amongst the rest of the clientèle; Well, everyone except Jake.

As Rex goes to slot his payment, he notices that the troll surcharge makes his meal nearly double what the others are paying. That is not unusual at 'all-you-can-eat' buffets though.

[Cap_Lock]

Anon tries to look around as unassumingly as possible. He didn't really frequent places like this; at least he didn't remember if he did.

"So, um...where's our contact?" Anon whispers loud enough close to his associates to hear.

[kvasac]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

Jake eyes the place suspiciously, his fly drones buzzing around and heading for the kitchen to explore sanitary conditions of the place before he orders anything.
He stays silent as the team waits for the contact.

[gobogen]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Rex

When he realizes what is going on, Rex refuses to pay the surcharge and decides to order something specific instead of getting the buffet. In other circumstances, he might have made a scene but this isn't the time - so he makes a mental note to come back here for this exact purpose.

In response to Anon, I'm sure they've already spotted us, I'm hard to miss. He checks his comm for incoming messages through visual feed.

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

"Geez, Sam. Couldn't you have kicked my shin or something. Sorry, totally missed that message you sent me a couple minutes ago. On it now."

Jazz then hooks the three new guys up with their comm network using the ids provided, while Sam heads off to refill her plate.

"Where does she put all that? If I were to... That was quick. Aha. Looks like they are already here."

<< [Jazz] Hey everyone! We're at table 17. Just look it up on your map. >> [Attachment: AR_table_layout]

When the three new team members arrive, Jazz welcomes them with a friendly smile.

"Hey! Take a seat. I'm Jazz. This is Spades and Sam is currently at the buffet. Should be right back. You got something ordered already?"

[kvasac]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

"I'm still checking out if offer here is adequately clean. You can never be too carefull. My name is Jake." a voice comes from 'mummified' person in front of the team.

[gobogen]

Hi, name's Rex. I got myself this plate of soyshrimp, I don't feel that hungry right now. The tall, wide-shouldered troll sits at the table and looks down at his plate, obviously annoyed, but not saying why. And they thought I'd pay more than "non-trolls"? Pff! Hell no!

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

The young woman, that introduced herself as Jazz, and who seems to be the team's hacker, does not really look like what one would expect from the typical hacker, unless they were watching some kind of trideo, of course. She is of average height with a lithe and slender body. Her long, ash-blonde hair is worn in a pony tail, with a few strands framing a pretty face with green eyes, most of the time hidden behind stylish green sunglasses. Jazz dresses in low-riding jeans, heeled boots, and a green crop top, apparantly not shy of showing off her curves and slim waistline. On top she has a short jeans jacket and her equipment mostly consists of a small, black messenger bag.

Jazz & Sam (picture courtesy of Gray)

[SoyKaf Adict]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Spades

He looked at the newcomers without a hint of the doubt that had plagued his face earlier. Spades was a taller young gentleman with brown hair and a goatee to match, very trideo-game show host. He currently was wearing a suit as per could be expected. Spades stands, and offers his hand to each one of the runners with a pleasant smile on his face. Shockingly enough, it looked genuine.

"Pleasure to meet all of you, I guess we'll get to expertise information after the pleasantries. Would you all please make yourselves comfortable? I think we have a little to discuss."

Spades slid down as far he could, to make room on his side of the booth... He noticed this place was not very Troll friendly, when it came to sizing.

[gobogen]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

Rex was used to living in a world that was made for people much smaller than he was, and he didn't seemed bothered by the bench he had to sit on.

<I see that a network is all setup for us so let's move to subvoc. Again, nice to meet all of you. I don't know what you guys are after, but my gut tells me that Kilroy didn't make sure to add us to the team for no reason. Pay's pretty good too, so let's here it. What kind of job is it and what's our timeframe?>

The troll, dressed in a clean white shirt with a black tie, looked very businessy. It was reassuring that he didn't look like just another dumb troll with big muscles. Although he clearly had big muscles.

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

<< [Jazz] Well, right now the job is... waiting. A first part of three has been completed earlier. The next will most likely not start until tomorrow. We will only get more information by then, AFAIK (only been with the team for a few hours myself). >>

[Redjack]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Sam

<<@Team [Sam] Welcome guys! So, like Jazz said, we're on more of an on call basis on this series of runs. I get the feeling the Johnson is getting us the target information as soon as he is able to acquire it. We expect each of the three to be snatch and grabs. We're not quite sure who is the target of the grabs, but Jazz has assembled several leads for us.>>

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:25 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

<< [Jazz] Yeah, let's see if I can get you guys up to speed...

[ 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. 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. ]

Zephyr was the first job, obviously. They were just a means to achieve something bigger most likely.
But was it the package what J wanted? Hard to say, but there are some scenarios, that appear possible.

Then there is Kuji Pharmaceuticals. They are the ones that cancelled the contract, because of the lost package.
Maybe someone is trying to actively change the courier company working for them? >>

[gobogen]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:26 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Rex

<< [Rex] Interesting. Sounds like Johnson wants to bring the security company down more than to get the package. Any leads on the Johnson himself? Knowing his identity would help to understand this. >>

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:26 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

<< [Jazz] Not really, no. Too few information to start digging, yet. We hope to get a better look at the big picture, once we know about the second part. >>

[Cap_Lock]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

Anon listens intently obviously being the least experienced among the group. At least he thinks he is.

[kvasac]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:24 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

<<Why do I get the feeling that we may end up as a scape goats by the time run is over? It would be smart to dig into this further...Do we have any clue what was in the package. And how tough were the courriers?>>

[Thanee]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:26 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

<< [Jazz] I'm afraid, we know too little yet, to be able to make any conclusions, but we are on it. The couriers were a pushover, but that would have to be expected, really. These guys are not equipped to deal with magic. >>

[gobogen]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:26 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Rex

<<[Rex] Magic scares me. The last mojo wielder I worked with died in my arms a week ago.

I think the identity of the Johnson would really shed some light on all this. We should plan a way to track him after we meet him next. >>

[SoyKaf Adict]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:26 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens
Spades

<<[Spades] Oddly enough, you won't have to worry about mojo in the group anymore. The last practitioner has left and any leads as to a replacement haven't reported back yet. All I have to say is I need another bowl of this Mongolian Beef... Even if it's more likely to be made of Mongols than made of beef.>>

He made of concerted effort to be very formal in his maneuvering to get out of the booth.

[Cap_Lock]

Monday March 17, 2070; 11:26 AM; Forbidden City, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens

Anon blinks at Rex's comment. <<[Anon] Is that supposed to make me feel safe or something...oh....Heh! I get it...haze the new guy, right? Spook him out about the last mage dying just to get his head straight.>>

[Redjack]

Tuesday, March 18, 2070; 8:00am

The meal passes with small talk between the new team mates. Eventually, Sam is the first to leave. She nods to the group and excuses herself, distracted and agitated.

Spades is the next. He slides out of the restaurant, into his car and onto the freeway. A shower, shave and short nap later and he's off to Shackles. For Spades, the night ends well. An elven beauty slots a Juliet persona chip and proceeds to calling him her Romeo until she passes out exhausted at his place.

Jazz follows quickly there after, the size of her account considerably larger than when the morning started. New to Seattle and the Puyallups, kicks back the evening and watches a few trids before falling asleep. She awakes early in the morning to find that the morning haze is a little lighter than previous mornings.

Jake drops Rex and Anon off before heading on home. An hour later, he is satisfied that the van has been sanitized. Checking the plastic seals of his makeshift clean room, he repairs the plastic sheeting hung in the garage before heading into his one room little house. His evening is one of consistency. He checks each of his drones and the van, cleaning the road grime from the sides before cleaning each of the filters. The alarm goes off at precisely 8:00am, just like every morning.

After being dropped off, Rex takes a little time to chill before he gets a call from Conrad. It seems that one of the bouncers called and he is short staffed. For Rex, the evening passes with mild amusement as the standard party goers come and go. The closest to an incident he gets is when a pair of orcs attempt to muscle their way in. He is able to convince them that there are easier clubs to crash. When he awakes in the morning he is home, though not quiet sure how he got there. The last thing he remembered was after hours drinks with the crew.

Anon's memory is crystal clear, just not extending as far into the past as he would like. He made it to his hole in the wall flop, glad to have some work if nothing else. Another evening scanning news clippings in AR and still no hits. One thing that did change was his patience with failure petered out earlier and earlier each night. A cheap six-pack and he finally passes out on the couch. The next morning he awakes with cat-shit in his mouth, at least it was gnarly like a cat shit in his mouth; Hair of the dog.

[Thanee]

Monday March 18, 2070; 8:00 AM; some Motel, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz

At least she didn't hurt her head when waking up in the room, that was one step up from the coffin hotel of last night. Jazz really needed to find a somewhat decent place for rent sooner or later, but for now it worked out.