IC: Down in the Barrens II, John Doe's search for his past Options

[Redjack]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:48pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

The waitress, smiling the whole time, re-collects the two mugs from Val. "Two more brews, coming up."

<<@Hawk [Stump] Red-E-Stor... I have no no idea. I rarely leave my store and I don't go into other people's backyards. Freak called Stitch is the one who double crossed me. I'm sure someone will miss him. Even the ugliest, gutter-rat bastard has some uglier, slime-sucking slitch waiting for him in what ever rat-hole he calls home.>>

<<@Hawk [Terra] No problem. Have a good evening.>>

<<@Hawk [Noose] Just a follow up from earlier. Sorry, been a long day. I checked with the Tarra chick. She turned down working extra shifts at the bar. Tina was the bartender who didn't show tonight. I could use you on Wednesday night for Ladies night though.>>

The waitress arrives back with two beer mugs for Val, then flitters off again.

[ludomastro]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:48pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost

"I'm off to the head."


I'm going to see if our friends from the table over in the corner are actually interested in us as a whole or just me.


Your paranoia is showing.
It's not paranoia if they are really out to get you.

[LordArcana]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:48pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk

<<@Noose [Hawk] Wednesday night it is boss. What time? If you got shippment Wednesday i'll come in early and give you a hand.>>

<<@Stump [Hawk] Gee, tell me how you really feel. I'll scope the place out tonight. You interested in any of the merchandise left from what i need?>>

Taking advantage of Ghost's absence Hawk turns to Val...

"So i take it you know Stump from another deal? Judging from the deal he made with you for the ingram sounds like you are into him for a few yen. If you don't mind me asking, how deep are you in? I understand if you don't want to talk about it. Just looking out for my best interest is all."

Hawk spends a moment looking around the room making sure Ghost was talking about the same group of people he had made notice of earlier. He watches as Ghost walks by them to see if anyone follows him to the head.

[Saytr]

riday, March 27th, 2071; 5:48pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val


Val turns to Hawk after taking a swig of the beer brought to the table. God this is awful turning towards Hawk "well to be honest he and i just look out for one another right now." Val didnt want to give to much away, he didn't know if he could actually trust these guys. "I just kind of woke up one day and fell right into his lap. im in to him for a few hundred nuyen and he is my fence when i have stuff i want to off load. other then that though we haven't been friends very long." if you count 48 hours long i guess Val turns his attention to what hawk and ghost were talking about trying to get a fix he looked around the table to see if anyone else was paying the same attention to them as the other table was. Wonder if its always like this around here.

[LordArcana]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:48pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk

A smirk crosses Hawks lips as he watches the face of surprise on Val when he takes a sip of his brew.

"A few hundred nuyen isn't too bad. I was affraid you were into him for a couple thousand. I should think this run will bring you even with stump.

That face...reminds me of when pop took me out for my first beer. Oh, and the shots of whiskey that followed.

<<@Team [Hawk] If you need help Ghost, don't try and be a hero. Watch your back.>>

[Saytr]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:48pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val takes another swig of the bad tasting brew. "Couple thousand and i think i would be in the ground i would think if i owed any more." Val keeps looking at the table Hawk and Ghost mentioned. <@team[val] "so what do you think is with the two guys at the table?">

I wonder if these are the guys from the other night?

[LordArcana]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:49pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk

<<@Team [Hawk] I'm not sure what Ghost noticed about the lads, but their dress alone makes them stand out a bit. Not your average factory worker. Not to mention look at the way they are sitting. A little paranoid someone might sneak up on them so they put their backs to a wall. Not like that is always the safest thing either.

Hawk remembers back...It was August of 2052 in a run down shithole somewhere north of Mobile Alabama. Command had intel on a group of eco terrorists and a threat to some bioengineering firms in Atlanta. We were sent in to 'eliminate' the threat. Eliminate, yeah right. They might as well just told us straight up 'aim for between the eyes'. We made it to their compound but the only access door was walled in on all sides but one and they had two guards posted outside. They never knew what hit them. A pair of sniper shots, at over a thousand meters, through a plasteel wall turned their helmets into soup bowls when they hit the deck.

Blank stare, that of deep thought Hawk wispers barely audible to anyone around...

"Not even a wall stops a well aimed DU round."

Snapping out of his trance he continues in Subvoc...

Anyway just saying that don't ever for one minute think your back to a wall is the be-all safest thing in the world. Plenty of big nasty things can come through a wall. Isn't that right Ghost? At the end of the day its your own ability to always know whats going on around you that keeps your ass safe. That and a trusted friend.>>


Hawk holds his mug upto val to toast...

"To fallen comrades and true friends. Forever will they watch our backs."

[ludomastro]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:49pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost

<<@ Team [Ghost] Copy that.>>

He wanders into the bathroom and answers natures call - more for the excuse than actually need - and waits to see if one of the youth follows him in.

<<@ Team [Hawk] ... Isn't that right Ghost? ... That and a trusted friend.>>

Yep, a friend. Kinda like a team. You know, a giant source of nuyen - what do you figure those two are worth?
Can't go there right now. Isn't the alcohol helping at all. It used to help more.

<<@ Team [Ghost] ... Yeah, walls don't always mean protection. Short of having eyes in the back of your head, friends are good.>>

Trying to give away the secret are you?
NO!!! I mean, I can't let them know that right now ....

[Saytr]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:49pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Bullets through walls who do these guys deal with "if someone starts shooting me through walls i must have pissed someone off." val takes another swig from the beer glass whipping the head off from his lip. <@team[val]"so when we are done eating and where do we want to shack up to hit the sack for the night.">

[LordArcana]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:50pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk

<<@Team [Hawk] So back down to business. Anyone have any other ideas on how to get inside the compound? I wonder what the response time is going to be between alarm and arrival for lonestar? Seven residential blocks. I can't say much more than a two minutes tops. This means we are going to have to atleast be inside before those alarms go off. I don't suppose we could just stroll up and ask for a tour? What about storm-drain access?>>

[Saytr]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:50pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

<@team[Val] "what if we go in get what we need and not set off any alarms. if we can get inside without anyone knowing we are not supposed to be there i think that would work best i think. if its a hospital can we not just hijack a Doc Wagon transport use it to get inside once inside make our way to the pharmacy area and grab all to drugs we need. how hard is it to jack a transport?">

[LordArcana]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:50pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk

<<@Team [Hawk] Oh i agree. The longer it takes for them to know we are there the better. The thing is how exactly do we get in without anyone knowing about it. Jacking a Doc Wagon van is a good idea. Not sure what kind of security they have in those things. I am sure the medics are armed, and i am sure the vehicles can be tracked. For that plan to work we will definately need to take out the medics so they can't communicate back to HQ or worse yet identify us after the fact.>>

[Redjack]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:50pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

<<@Hawk [Noose] 17:00 is fine. See you then.>>

<<@Hawk [Stump] Anything untraceable and I'm interested in it.>>

As Ghost heads to the head, the individual in question continues to watch the table. He does make a glance or two towards Ghost as the mage walks across the bar, but does not leave his seat.

The waitress arrives setting the groups food down in front of them. Her primary attention is to Hawk, Val not getting much of a second glance. Once the food is down, she is off again.

[Saytr]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:50pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val gets the young girls attention with a nod and a smile "excuse me" and wiggles his finger for her to come closer "are those two люди блудница(man whores)" letting his russian slip then correcting himself "sorry, those two men over there usuals yes?" Val then starts to stare at them with intent and watches them as intently as they are.

<@Team[Val] who says it has to be a ambulance it can be a transport truck a cleaning truck they have to get supplies from other places like anywhere else right i mean they dont make thier own stuff do they? we can slip in with one of those you think yes?i mean i dont want to get into a shoot out over a van just to get inside.Maybe Athena could find something like that for us when she gets back from running errands .">

the alcohol in the drink was making Val sound a little more like this ethnic backround slurring his R's just a little he didnt know he was such a light weight drinker and who knows what was in the drink he had could have been anything. he decided to take it easy on the boozes for the rest of the time being.

[LordArcana]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:51pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk

Turning his attention directly to Val, noticing a difference in his speech and manerisms...

"You alright my friend, or do you always break into other languages?"

Hawk looks at Val's eyes checking his pupils...

Or do you honestly get drunk off a few sips?

<<@Team [Hawk] So you mean just jack any vehicle so it can't be traced to us? A good idea, this way we don't have to split up afterwards. We would still need a reason to get in. I assume we could go in under the pretense we are looking to set up a contract and just want to see the facility before we comit. We definately need building layouts.>>

Hawk takes a big bite of his BBQ, taking in the natural flavor when a sudden rush of heat builds. Grabbing a few fries he stuffs them in his mouth and takes a fair swig off his mug.

"HOLY SHIT! Brain burn my ass...that is destined for a total incineration my my colon."

[ludomastro]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:51pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost

<<@ Team [Ghost] Sometimes the easiest way to get people to do what you want is to convince them it was their idea in the first place. Perhaps Athena can whip up a surprise inspection or a mid-cycle cleaning or perhaps both. We are the cleaning crew for the non-existent inspection. If she makes it look like they are getting wind of a 'surprise' inspection then we can slip in at night do our work and slip out without anyone the wiser. When the inspection doesn't materialize, they can chalk it up to bad intel. We'll have to get her to fake logs of supplies on backorder so they don't freak when they see the items missing but either way we'd be in the clear. At least for a few days - and by then we are done with the job and paid.>>

He washes his hands for what it's worth in the less than clean water and then head back to the table.

<<@ Team [Ghost] Did our table guests from the wall pay me extra attention or are they still staring you guys down?>>

[Redjack]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:52pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

In response to Val's question, she looks over at the table intently for a moment then back to Val. "They've been in several times. Not sure about names." She adds with a smile, "They are kinda cute aren't they?"

Hawk is having problems getting enough liquid down his throat for the moment. The local hot sauce must be some kinda stuff they use for cleaning engines or melting down plastics during a recycling process.

As Ghost returns, the waitress looks to the crew and their quickly emptied glasses. "Another round or two?"

[ludomastro]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:52pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost


YES!!
We need to stay clear headed for this work.
More. Beer. NOW!!
OK, OK.

A little too quickly, he replies, "Yes, I'll have another."

<<@ Team [Ghost] I've got no problem taking Val to his doss. Shall we meet back up in the morning or later? I'll check the astral security later tonight.>>"

[LordArcana]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:52pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk

Looking up at the waitress with a bead of sweat forming on his brow, hoarsly...

"I'll take a cola to finish washing this down. I'm affraid too much more alcohol and i might spontaneously combust."

There should be a warning on this christ-all-mighty. 'Eating this will turn your organs to liquid shit!.' I wonder what would be worse, the hangover from Bob's moonshine or the explosive anal malfunction i'm going to have in the morning.

<<@Team [Hawk] I like that idea of having a reason to be there. Only thing that might be tricky is that the quantity of stuff we are taking i think will just about empty their supply cabinets. It won't be a matter of having backorder stock...they will be on the verge of a temporary shutdown.>>

[Saytr]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:52pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val


<@team[Val] "well depending on how well it goes we can just say the shelf life on the medicine is bad or something to that effect or a recall on all those types of brands i will look at the meds and see if we get all the same brand as well as see if we can't get a list of what they have currently on stock to see if the meds that the Doc wants can all be made by the same pharmaceutical company. that would make getting the drugs out easier but the hardest part i think will be getting in.">


"how about we tag up again later tomorrow night meet here around say five grab a bit to eat and hash out some details?"val doesn't respond to the teenage waitress but finishes his meal and harsh drink waiting to find more clues to his past.

[ludomastro]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:52pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost

<<Sounds good to me. I like the idea of a medicine recall. Do they even do that anymore? I bet they just give 'em to the SINless to see what happens or knowing that it won't do anything and taking their money. That my friends isn't a conspiracy that is reality.>>


Want to tell 'em about that Study EVO did on metas with the laes-laced erectile disfunction meds?
After the beer.

Looking at Val, "Shall we finish our meal and then I'll drop you off at your place?"

[Saytr]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:52pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

"yes please." Val then finishes his drink and meal then pays on the way out. watching for the guys at the table to maybe follow. If they do he wanted to make sure they would not follow him to where he was going and that would mean more trouble.

[LordArcana]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:53pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk

"Yeah guys, give me a ring later and let me know when you want to meet up again. I'm going to nurse this BBQ down slowly."

Hawk continues at the table slowly finishing off his meal. He empties the last of his mug and waits on the waitress to bring him is Fizzcola. He keeps an eye on the group of runners across the way making sure there is no interest in his new teammates.

Not a very patient crew, the guys Doc has me working with. I just hope their impatience isn't a 'fatal' flaw.

<<@Team [Hawk] Get some sleep tonight guys. Tomorrow is out first full day on the job. Poker faces.>>

Never really having time for faith while he was in the military, Hawk remembers back to a quip one of his crew used to say on the chopper before a mission...

"Lord our savior, help us with what we are about to do." Hawk whispers softly to himself.

[Redjack]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:57pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

The trio finish their 'food' and drinks.. including additional rounds. The waitress is attentive and wishes them a goodnight, turning her attention to the other tables after squaring up with the team on the bill. As the paranoid team heads towards the door, the two tables with obviously cybered individuals pay little attention to the team's departure.

As the team passes out the door, Val (the last in line), does notice the four guys at the table Ghost had identified earlier getting up and heading towards the door as well.

[Saytr]

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 5:57pm; Ugly Bob's, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val


Oh great val notices them get up and start heading for the door. When Val clears the door he reaches inside his jacket to pull his pred <@team[Val] "heads up the table Ghost mentioned is heading out now"> Val quickly gets next to any kind of quick cover he can hide behind in case things go badly. his hand on the weapon ready to pull if the men meant to cause trouble.