(IC)Integrity, In the LA Shadows Options

[Mickle5125]

Rose squeaks. "I didn't even think about that!" She looks down at her hands for a moment, then smile brightly at Doc. "Thanks, Doc! You saved my beautiful hands! but... where are we going to get chem-protected gloves small enough for me?"

[Curuinor]

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A simple datasearch brings up the TruTech public node, all glistening and shiny for the benefit of shareholders and customers. It is sculpted like a cathedral complete with resplendent dome, all done up in old-fashioned chrome.

Welcome to the TruTech Public Access Site. May I help you? says a Kitsune(a rating four IC that runs analyze, in the form of an anthropomorphic fox), also analyzing you in the process. It sees that you aren't currently trying to hack user access, and smiles its demure smile.

May I:

Inform you of our products and services?
Interest you in the newest cybertechnological developments?
Tell you about our company?
Help you find a retailer near you?

[Shadow]

Whisper exited through the back door, once he was sure Malac.I was able to set up the teams commlinks so they could stay connected and be encrypted. He put his mind to the problem of infiltrating, mostly it would be strait forward, invisiblity, illusions and such. His bigger concern was when things did not go as planned, and he had to make sure the team could handle that when it did.

He returned to his small apartment, he checked the ward to make sure it was undistrubed, it was a simple matter and it came in very handy. Once in the ward he wents about preparing what he would need. His tasks were two fold, one he would scout the location astrally, and two he would summon to spirits and bind them, for the job. It would cost but it would be worth it.

[Curuinor]

Arriving at the TruTech main offices, near the on-ramp, Whisper looks around in physical and astral. Both sights see a little urban blight— TruTech does its business fairly near downtown, and the facade of the building shows the physical and mental grime that builds up. After looking a little bit, you see that the ward covers a big dome intersecting the building, like so.

Two hours of gazing until your eyes are tired(standing outside of the main building and hiding from the guard patrols) tells you that:

The guard patrols are each made of three humans and two dogs,
Pretty much everyone has cybereyes, some have minor non-combat cyber for various things, one guard on the 12:00 has a cyberarm,
The ward is medium-strength, weaker than your magic,
There's nothing there on the astral besides the ward, the guards and some ivy,
One of the 12:00 AM guards will have a full-blown flu in about three days or so,
and the 2:00 AM guards are all pretty unhappy.

Getting home at 2:00 AM, you begin a summoning, scattering about your stones taken from the Sacred Mountains in secret patterns, which will focus the chi of this wretched city to create a spirit. You hope that you do not get a wretched spirit.

[Curuinor]

You do your water kata, and as you shift the stones like water shifts mountains, a spirit coalesces from the chi around you, one of the many little gods of Puget Sound. Somehow, you intrinsically know that this little god will be more amenable to servitude. In total silence, it bows and awaits your command.

Flush with success, you begin performing your air kata, but at the thirty-fourth move, "Lion Jumping On Peony", you trip upon one of your stones and the chi of the spirit dissipates.

[Mickle5125]

Meanwhile, Rose sends a text message to her fixer.

<<Mr. Masterby>>
<< Mr. Masterby, do you happen to know where I could get some chemical protection in my size at a time like this?>>

[Curuinor]

<<Rose>>
<<Hello, Little'un. If you had some chemically-resistant cloth you could just go to Mr. Bodckle, your regular tailor, and ask him to suit you up. Chemically-resistant cloth you can get at the TruTech store: should only be about a mile from you. Good luck, whatever you're doing.>>

Some distance away, Whisper looks inward, focuses his inner strength and strikes the air, forming invisible shapes in the air which slowly materialize into a little god. Breathing in too much of the unfiltered air of the sprawl, however, he chokes and coughs a little bit.

[Glyph]

Dancer finishes her noodles and leaves soon after Whisper does. She keeps in touch with the others by commlink.

She heads home, where she changes into her jumpsuit and the rest of her armor, packing her gun, too - more as a precaution against L.A.'s other predators than any worries about the late night guard shifts, since she is only checking out the perimeter defenses. She also changes her hair and face to disguise her appearance - a relatively simple matter, since she is not trying to look like anyone specific.

Taking the tube to a spot near the Trutech offices, she meticulously checks out both the perimeter security, although she doubts she will spot anything that Whisper won't. She also checks out the immediate environs, thinking in terms of escape routes and checkpoints.

[Curuinor]

Apparently in order to save costs, the concertina wire has been replaced with normal wire in the north of the lab(the map has north up). The lab is small enough already: just busting through the door will be enough.

[ravensoracle]

Doc stays in contact with Rose and Dancer and parks a few blocks away from Trutech ready to provide a quick escape if needed. After summoning a watcher spirit to watch over his body he follows Dancer along in the astral, manifesting for just a brief moment next to her when she is alone so the Dancer knows he's there.

[Mickle5125]

Rose fires off a message to the rest of the team as she conceals herself.

<<Team channel>>
<< Hey, can anybody pick up some chemically resistant cloth for me? I can pay you back... I just don't want to have it connected with this.>>

Having done so, She flutters high into the sky and moves towards the TruTech building, settling on a nearby building and begins to watch TruTech in both the physical and astral realms while waiting for the others to arrive.

[ravensoracle]

<<I think I can order more than enough for my clinic lab and shuffle some your way Rose.>>

Doc responds then pulls up his throw away commlink and adds the cloth to his latest order for the clinic's supplies. Then sits back listening to comm chatter and awaiting any need for backup.

[Curuinor]

0002 Pacific Time, 7/3/72

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Staring blearily into and around the TruTech offices, everybody looking into the astral suddenly spots something new: 6 ghouls march right up to the TruTech building, give a little sign to the guards, and are let in. These ghouls are pretty average ghouls, except that they're all wearing the latest in fashion, with corresponding ultra-fashionable commlinks and accessories, and wear heavy make-up to hide their identities. You can tell by their auras, though, that they're all true ghouls.

[Mickle5125]

Rose stares at the ghouls for a moment, then opens up a subvocal channel to the rest of the team, making sure Damien's agent, Markus Mk II, kept an eye on the channel and dealt with any unwanted eavesdroppers.

<<TEAM>>
<'Did anyone else notice the group of creepy flesh eaters just enter the target location?'>

[Glyph]

Dancer, from her hiding spot on ground level, comms Rose back:

<< Yes, saw a group they let past the guards. Ghouls, huh? Wondered why they had so much makeup on. Think we should tail them, or ambush them, when they come back out? >>

[Mickle5125]

Rose rolls her eyes and replies,

<'We're not hired to ambush them... unless they walk out with our merchandise. Besides. I don't know about you, but I'm not picking a fight with a ghoul... much less 6 of them! And as to the makeup... Anyone who was a ghoul but wanted to avoid causing a panic wears it.'>

[Glyph]

Dancer replies:

<< Yeah, sorry, a bit jumpy. It's just our Johnson is keeping stuff from us, and now something weird like this. It might not have anything to do with our job, but I'd still like to know what they're doing here. >>

[Mickle5125]

Rose shrugs to herself.

<<Team>>
<'Does anyone have the time to summon a spirit or two to follow those ghouls when they leave?'>

[Curuinor]

Whisper, returning to the scene followed by two spirits, comms back:

Air or fire?

[Mickle5125]

Rose shrugs, then realizes Whisper can't see her.

<<Whisper>>
<' Umm... whichever one is going to be harder for them to spot? Air, I guess, since fire's all flashy and stuff...'>

[Curuinor]

A barely-noticeable ripple in the air seems to precede the ghouls' going.

The small god of air whispers:

"Greetings. This servant of the celestial order wishes to inform this exalted friend of the summoner of celestial order. . ."

<snip>

"that those impure ones leaving the mansion carry a plastic case filled with strange meat. This is what this servant of the celestial order. . ."

<snip>

"wishes to tell this exalted friend of the summoner of celestial order."

[Mickle5125]

Rose jumps and almost falls off her perch when the spirit appears in front of her. "Thank you, Servant of the Celestial Order. Please, continue following them and keep us informed of their path." She smiles.

[Curuinor]

0030 Pacific Time, 7/3/72

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Fifteen minutes later, the spirit returns.

"Greetings. . ."

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"that the foul ones have been apprehended by a group of people not unlike the exalted friends of the summoner of celestial order, and incinerated into little bits. These purifiers of the celestial realm then proceeded to examine the contents, and whoop with joy, whispering aloud that they had discovered a magical briefcase of "infinite ANFO". At viewing this strange case, this servant of the celestial order did see that that was the case. . . ."

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[Mickle5125]

Rose looks confused for a moment before sending a message off to the others.

<<Team>>
<' Anyone know what ANFO is? The spirit says that the creepy flesh eaters got offed by a group similar to us, who proceeded to look into the case and say, quote "they had discovered a magical briefcase of 'infinite ANFO.' " '>

[Glyph]

Dancer, equally confused, replies:

<< I haven't heard that term before, either. I wonder if it's an acronym, or whether the spirit misheard something like 'infinite INFO' instead. >>