IC: Never Trust an Elf: 2072., An Independant Shadowrun. Options

[Chrysalis]

Friday, January 9th 2072. 2100-0030 Hours. Vancouver, Salish Shidhe Council. Burrard Inlet. The Pride and Joy.

They had consummated their passion quickly; he had craved her badly, pinning her wrists down against the bed as he violently kissed her. Jennifer moaned a bit between hungry explorations as he slid his tongue deep into her mouth, wanting to satisfy his taste buds with her saliva. He pulled back as she tried to arch her back to continue kissing, his face having a vicious smile, his eyes dominating her, "You'll be my latest prey, Jennifer Davis. Someone who I shall enjoy so very thoroughly."

Galloway had then succumbed to his animal passion, his true form becoming apparent, ripping off first his and then her clothes, till there was not a stitch between them. She was about sign away her voice, but tonight she had also signed away her body. She had become the prey, the elf who would have to pay Galloway his due for this infernal business.

Afterwards, they had shared some eX and she had taken him to the shower to continue their copulation. They had gasped on the floor of the shower, each drop of water a rare experience of pleasure. She had helped him back on his feet and partially dragged him onto the bed where his quick breath turned to a more regular one. She kissed his forehead as he plunged into post-coital sleep.

The part of the personality that was Vera wondered had Hotshida enjoyed the show as she had sent her employer the uncut simsense experience. It was not BTL, but it certainly was close. She wondered had he enjoyed it as much as they had. It brought a smile to her lips as she stroked Galloway’s hair.

[SincereAgape]

Friday, January 9th 2072. 0100 Hours. Vancouver, Salish Shidhe Council. Burrard Inlet. The Pride and Joy.

Their love making in the shower had been slow and rhythmic. By the time it was done, the eX drug had taken it's full affect on Thomas Galloway. He fell to sleep very easily. The man was not without adverse personalities. During their initial expression of sexual passion, Vera had brought out the corruption in him. A face he was trying to suppress, but will always been apart of him.

There was a blinking light which emitted from her commlink. A neon glow of a feminine color. It was an incoming message from Kyle Hotshida.

<Text: Quiet the performance. A fine display of dexterity, stamina, intelligence, and preparation. Remind me to discuss with you the possibility of pursuing future employment, both in the entertainment industry and within the Shadows. Soak and Sponge are both on standby, awaiting for your signal.>>

Right after she had finished reading the message, Vera felt the boat come to a screeching halt. The cabin room shook at the sudden decrease in momentum. The boat was standing still. Looking out the window she see's the Vancouver skyline in the distance, and the gleaming lights of the Lions Gate Bridge in the distance. Bringing up the Augmented Reality display of a map of Vancouver and the GPS location of the Yacht via the cabin telescreen, the AR voice and map showed Vera that the yacht was somewhere around 2 KM East of Stanley Park, and 2 Kilometers North of Jericho Beach Park.

[AR Map.]

The boat was heading Northwest, and deeper into the Burrard Inlet.

[ Spoiler ]

Make two perception tests.

1. Visual to search for the optical disc in the cabin
2. Audio based test to find out what happened to the boat.

[Chrysalis]

Vera looked at Thomas with a sense of disgust before focusing on and looking around the cabin if she could find the optical disc.

[ Spoiler ]

Perception visual
Finding the optical disc (11d6.hits(5)=7)

<<I am always looking for ways I can excite myself further. Perhaps we can deal with the details later. Soak and Sponge can get themselves to the yacht. There is only the rigger to worry about, so if they are quiet, they should be able to find him. He's located somewhere in the front of the ship. We are somewhere around 2 KM East of Stanley Park, and 2 Kilometers North of Jericho Beach Park. GPS locations are attached. Did you just hijack the ship, since it seems something is going on?>>

[ Spoiler ]

Perception hearing
Hearing what is going on with the ship. (13d6.hits(5)=5)

She leaned against the bulkhead and picked up her turned off commlink and turned it back on. She let herself become a bit more drug addled than she was and hit the redial function for Dobson, her voice trembling with the hint of drug induced paranoia."Hello Dobson? is everything alright? I was about to lie down when the ship shook."

[ Spoiler ]

Negotiating with Dobson. (22d6.hits(5)=4)

She listened for a response from the rigger.

[SincereAgape]

Vera stumbles upon a switch underneath one of the lampstand desks. When she presses the switch a compartment opens up in the wall, revealing the optical disc in question. The disc is circular in nature, green in color, and is enclosed in a yellow manilla envelope. While searching, she also finds a Hammerli 620 Lightpistol in Galloway's closet, along with a rack of various male designer clothing. There is also the leather jacket Galloway was wearing in the image Mr. Johnson showed her at the beginning of the day.

[ Spoiler ]

If you want the gun.

Hammerli 620 (in the main book) = 4P, SA, 6©, RC 1. There is a smartlink system to the gun and a integral gas-vent.

Leather Jacker has a armor rating of 2/2. It will be baggy on her if she decided to wear it (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

During her search, Hotshida send a return text.

<<Text: We have located the yacht. Soak and Spone are on their way. ETA 5-10 minutes. That is a negative on us hijacking the ship.>>

Outside, Vera hears the sound of a running motoboat on the side of the boat, followed by a series of gunshots coming from the front of the yacht.

There is no response from Hobson. She can hear nothing. All is silent.

Until a she hears the sound of footsteps

On the telescreen. Vera can see various security feeds from the boat. From the screen she can see a green augemented reality display beaming out towards her floating in the air. It is a picture of Mr. Johnson's bodyguard wearing the leather pants and long black-hair. He is walking alongside the starboard heading towards the main cabin.

[Chrysalis]

Vera takes the disc and places it in her case and places her disc in the manila envelope. She slips the envelope into her overlarge jacket. She also takes the hammerli pistol and puts it on a nearby table.

Dressed in nothing but the jacket she closes the door to the main bedroom and sees what's going on.

<<Looks like Mr Johnson sent his bodyguard. Try having the two sneak up quietly. there may be more elves on board.>>

She put on her best smile as she was self-conciously wrapped in the jacket as he approached with his gun drawn.

"My aren't we being eager?" she said sulkily.

[SincereAgape]

The elf approached the door to the cabin. Only to find Vera seductively leaning against it in only a wearing a leather jacket.

"My aren't we being eager?" she said sulkily.

The bodyguard offered her a smile while pointing his heavy pistol.

"Yes. Yes I am. Hand over the disc, and maybe you'll get out of this alive...that is..if I get what I want."

[Chrysalis]

Vera leaned against the door for a moment and walked toward the bodyguard, she let the jacket slowly come down her shoulders, revealing the tops of her breasts. "What more do you want?"

She ran her finger over his chest to his neck. "I don't think your boss would approve of shooting an unarmed woman in the doorway, I also don't think he would approve to hiring someone and then losing all that money because you wanted to have a bit of fun at his expense - of course you don't have to tell him anything."

[SincereAgape]

The bodyguard studied Vera for a moment. The jacket sliding from her shoulders catching his eye.

"What if I were to tell you that I was acting independently from our boss." He began, looking up her shoulders to down at her legs. "The disc is worth more then you're getting paid. How about you work with the two of us? I can see future benefits in allying with you." He grinned.

"Give me the disc, and help me murder Galloway. From there, we'll sell it and make a fortune. What do you say?"

[Chrysalis]

Vera thinks about throwing the jacket on his head and strangling him, or at least slamming his head between the door. Of course she had foolishly placed both discs in the jacket.

She carefully slipped off the jacket.

"What if I refused? would you take it by force, would you take me by force?"

[SincereAgape]

The elf pulled back the hammer of his gun.

"Not exactly. I'll have my fun after a bullet to the head. Delighting in the body of a women who doesn't resist is so much more satisfying."

He pointed the gun at Vera. The elven necrophiliac smiled.

"I'm going to enjoy you..."

The elf was interrupted by the firing of a gun. Two shots.

Blam! Blam!

The bodyguard took a bullet to the left shoulder, before taking one to the heart. His body flew back against the wall, his neck curved to the side. Eyes wide in shock. The body slid down the wall before slumping lifelessly in front of the Cabin door.

Behind Vera. Galloway stood holding the Hammerli 620 with two hands. He was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and was standing bare-chested. His expression was one of determination.

"Over my dead body."

Just then, Vera saw movement in her peripheral eye. The bald-perverted elf was rounding the corner, a submachine gun in hand. Upon seeing his dead partner the freak let out a high pitched scream.

Galloway heard it, and then looked at Vera with concern.

[Chrysalis]

Vera picked up the jacket and jumped into the adjacent VIP bed room. She shouted "Grenade!"

She was immediately scnannign the room for a weapon. Fire extinguisher or something.

<<I really need some help here.>>

[SincereAgape]

A set of bullets chewed into the area where Vera was just standing. She looked around in the cabin. It was similar to the one she was in earlier, but much smaller. Scanning the room she see's a lit candlestick, a tray of food on the dresser with kitchen utensils and a knife beside it. At the other end of the cabin there is a powdered fire extinguisher.

[ Spoiler ]

Candle stick = strength/2+1P
Utensils = strength/2 P
Knife = strength/2 +1 P.

The shout of the false 'Grenade' seemed to buy her time to scan the room and make an action. The shout seemed to have affected Galloway as well. She could see him ducked behind a wall in the other cabin.

[Chrysalis]

Vera grabs the powder fire extinguisher, throwing the jacket in the corner. She pulls the pin and blindly fires it where she expects the bald elf to be.

[SincereAgape]

[Picture of the bald pervert. Look under Ricky, and imagine him without the cane.]

The perverted elf sprinted down the hallway, screaming psychotically.

"You killed him! You killed Cyred!? Prepare to be skinned alive you fraggers!"

The elf rounded the corner and looked into the room. Vera's timing was near perfect, as he was sprayed in the face with the foam.

"Aaaaahhhhh!" The elf shrieks while he covers his face from the powder.

His Ingram Smartgun goes off in his hand blindly, bullets begin spraying into Vera's cabin.

[ Spoiler ]

The perv elf is using a Ingram Smartgun. = 2 hits.

Damage is 5P

[Chrysalis]

Vera naked and holding an extinguisher, continues to spray the bald perv with foam. The gun firing wildly, hitting all around her. One of the bullets grazed by her shoulder.

"Thomas, shoot him!"

She hoped he could, because otherwise she would be dead

[ Spoiler ]

Just missed, phew!

3d6.hits(5)=2

[SincereAgape]

From the other room, Vera could hear Galloway's light pistol go off from behind the elf. The first bullet struck into the perverted elf's back, but only seemed to stun the bald elf. Vera could make out the bullet embedded deeply into the elf's armor, looking like it might have left a slight bruise.

The bald elf turned around to face Galloway.

Blam!

The second shot from the pistol went off, catching the elf square in the chest. A rainbow of blood sprouted from the elf's stomach as he flew into Vera's cabin. The short-bald elf landed with a thud, right beside Vera. He grimaced and screamed, before turning on his side. He looked up at Vera, and licked his lips, like a dirty starving homeless man staring at a Turkey dinner

A pair of hand razors snapped from his knuckles.

Snket

[ Spoiler ]

Vera's initiative = 11
Perverted Elf = 11

Vera acts first because of edge tiebreaker.

[Chrysalis]

Vera holding the fire extinguisher next to her, beats the perv razroboi with the fire extinguisher on the head. Hopefully something already loose would go in.

[ Spoiler ]

2d6.hits(5)=1

[SincereAgape]

Vera slams the fire extinguisher down on the side of the injured elf's head. The impact of the blow is like a mallet smashing a watermelon. His temple caves in and there is a sicking squishy sound after the initial crack.

Galloway runs into the hallway. The gun dangling at his side. He gives her a confused expression. One of concern, one also with anger. He takes a moment to think about what he is going to say. He does not say anything.

However his eyes which have always been the most telling part of his demeanor are those of concern.

Vera can read his body language, which is asking..."Are you alright?"

[Chrysalis]

Vera continues hitting the perv's head until there is nothing left to squish.

She looks at Galloway, naked and covered in razorboi. "No. I am not okay."

She starts to cry.

A quietly dispassionate side of her asks. <<So what are we going to do now?>>

[SincereAgape]

She had buried her face in his chest smearing her blood and brain spattered face against him. She blinked back tears as she struggled to wrestle herself under control. Her commlink once blank, now started to scroll with text across her minds eye,

Text from Hotshida: <<How much does he know?>>

Text to Hotshida: <<I don't know.>>

Text from Hotshida: <<You have to find out. I am experiencing you closely.>>


Galloway's body was comforting against her's, however his tone was not when he spoke, "Tell me what's going on here. Who are you?"

He pulled away from her as she wiped her eyes from the tears, make-up and blood. There was a serious look in Galloway's eyes as he held the Hammerli pistol casually in his hand.

"H-his boss blackmailed me into looking for a disc. He said I had to do it or else he would leak a sim-sense recording of me onto the Matrix. He said that after that, no-one would look twice at me."

Galloway carefully reached into the leather jacket on the floor and pulled out the disc in the manilla envelope. Her disc. His eyes were hard. "You mean this one?"

"Yeah, they must have followed us on-board", she mumbled. She hugged herself, feeling naked for the first time in a very long time.

She looked at him, wiping the snot from her nose. "Are you going to kill me now?"

He placed the manila envelope in his pocket and shook his head, "No."

Vera looked back at him, "What do we do now?"

Galloway picked up the the jacket and placed it on her shoulders, the smell leather and his odor engulfing her. "We have to get out of here, there might be more of them."

She took his hand, climbing to her feet, stepping gingerly across the bodyguard on the floor, while he went up the stairs his gun drawn. "I'm sorry about the yacht, the Pride and Joy."

They didn't speak until they reached the outside of the yacht. There was the sound of a hydrofoil speedboat's engine dying down. Soak and Sponge, the troll and ork boarded, quickly mooring their boat alongside the yacht.

Sponge approached the two of them with an assault rifle in hand. He lowered the gun to look at them. "Step away from him Jennifer."

Vera steps carefully away, holding her hands up. Galloway turns and looks at her very confused. "How does he know your name? What's going on here?"

"I'm sorry, Thomas." Vera said looking down at him dispationately. Galloway's body striking the deck as gel rounds fired by Sponge impacted his chest. There momentary was shock and look of betrayal in his eyes before they shut and he was plunged into unconciousness.

Sponge looked around quickly before heading back to their speedboat. He eyed Vera in an appraising manner as he hoisted Galloway's body over his shoulder. "Who the fuck were those people?"

"Competition." Vera said refusing to elaborate further.

"Let's get out of here." Said Sponge, his large troll frame easily lifting Galloway on to the boat. Soak offered Vera a hand as she climbed aboard, taking the nearest passenger seat.

She checked to see if she still had the disc in her pocket. Satisfied it was, she asked Sponge, "Can I have the envelope please. your boss will want me to hold it for him."

Sponge looked at her intently and handed Vera the envelope. Meanwhile Soak was busy releasing the mooring lines. The engines began to revve as the boat headed away from the yacht.

For the first time Vera looked at the disc, it was the size of her small elven palm. It was a pink disc, a disc with her voice on it. A symbol of all she could have been. She thought about the disc for a while and finally threw it into the inky depths of the Puget Sound.

And for the first time that night she turned off her sim-sense, blocking out Kyle Hotshida from her experiences.

"What was that?" Soak said looking at Vera and Sponge alertly.

"You can tell Kyle that the disc is gone. I just want to go home." She bundled herself up better in Galloway's stained leather skin jacket, shivering in the cold sea air.

The boat turned away from the yacht and headed back towards the bright lights of Vancouver.

[SincereAgape]

Saturday, January 10th 2072. 0800 Hours. Vancouver, Salish Shidhe Council.
-Downtown. Angelic Studios

Soak and Sponge took Vera to the University of British Columbia where she was able to rest and change in an empty dorm room. She declined their invitation for a ride back to Downtown Vancouver, instead she took multiple taxi's to and from until she eventually reached the Elysium (A luxury hotel).

It is now 8AM. The streets of Vancouver were empty on this weekend morning as she made her way to Angelic Entertainment studios for her scheduled meeting with Kyle Hotshida. There she met Sponge. The large troll escorted her to Hotshida's office which was on basement level 4 inside the structure. She went through another diamond shaped hallway until she reached a silver sliding door. The electronic door slid open.

When she entered, Vera saw that the entire office walling was entirely white. The only coloring came from Hotshida's furniture. The Japanese man stood next to his desk.

[Hotshida's office.]

Hotshida is viewing a cinematic display on his commlink. He is viewing his recording the the simsense display which Vera sent him only the night before. It was the scene of Vera beating the Bald-Elf over the head with the fire extinguisher. Looking up, he see's Vera. He turns off the display.

"Quiet the ordeal. Despite the complications which presented themselves, I have to applaud you for controlling the situation. Here you are. The other two-thousand nuyen upon completion."

An extra two thousand nuyen was beamed into her commlink account display.

[Chrysalis]

Vera wore her black smart silk dress to the meeting. She was not sure what would happen, but she had made a decision that morning on being a shadowrunner again. She wore her darkened AR glasses to the meeting.

She sat down in the adjacent chair. Looking over and appraising Hotshida, mildly amused.


"Interesting choice of viewing material. I hope the rest was as enjoyable for you. Normally, I would charge extra for some of the more extranious scenes you experienced."

She shifted her position in the chair, recrossing her legs.

"Is there something else on your mind? Some other aspect of work you wish to experience?"

[SincereAgape]

"Yes. Are you curious to know what will become of Thomas Galloway?"

[Chrysalis]

Vera looked at Hotshida for a moment and replied. "No. I have found that there is little profit in sating curiosity, but I would wish you to sate your need to explain."

[SincereAgape]

"I have always been fascinated with the psychology that goes within the minds of Shadowrunners. Many I have worked with in the past appear to be inhuman in my eyes. I suppose it is not that different of a corporate shark mentality. Nonetheless, I am satisfied with our business arrangements. You have been very professional Miss Davis. I may be in the need for your social infiltration services in the future."