IC: Extassis, Les Etrangers Beaux Options

[Grey]

"Well, I got a few leads for us to go with. Check this out."

He hands his p-sec over to Moira so she can go over the details of the file his Star contact dug up.

"We're thinkin' we can hang out in the parking lot of the place and see if you recognise anyone from what you got outta Izzy's head. We're just waitin' fer Bakatare to get back and we'll head out. If you spot anyone, me and Immortal can grab em and we'll bail to interrogate."

[Blitz]

:: Moira nods as she reads over the information. ::

"Sounds like a descent plan to me. Anybody up for dinner?"

:: Moira heads towards the kitchen and begins to hunt for enough ingrediants to make a nice dinner for the entire team. Along the way, she chat's idly. ::

"So...Immortal...Shaman's don't scare you huh? Do you really believe that Mages are more powerful?"

:: Her tone is playful, you'd almost think she were challenging you, if she were more of a confrontational person than she is. ::

[Digital Heroin]

The hardboiled elf arches a slender brow at Moira's question. He extracts the cigarillo from his teeth, smoke trailing from it still.

`It's not a matter of power, either has their niche, and I don't hold anything against them. But if they abuse their power, fall prey to the darker aspects, then it had best be them doing the worrying when I come around.`

She may be playful in her questioning, but this was a touchy subject for him. He had a special loathing for toxics.

[Blitz]

"You are aware that Hermetics are just as capable as becoming Toxic magic users as their Shamanic bretheren...and they usually take an exceptionally darker turn such as blood magic."

[Grey]

Paladin gives Immortal that questioning look and smiles in thanks when he tosses a cigarillo his way.

"Immortal and I have gone hunting Toxics and Bugs a few times, they ain't got drek over him... Damn man, when is Bakatare due back?"

Look to Moira, "Why don't you give him a call and fill him in that we got stuff going on tonight. You two seem to get along pretty well."

[Digital Heroin]

Immortal nods to Paladin's statement. Bring on the magic, while they drain themselves, he'll just slap in another clip.

`Toxic, Blood, shaman, hermetic, spirit or critter, I've dropped 'em all...`

He just srugs, and considers a moment, moving over to the telecom. He needs to find a Stuffer Shack or somewhere to get his guns dropped off.

[Blitz]

:: Moira shrugs as she pulls out a box of Rotini and a block of soycheese from the fridge. ::

"We've been together through a few jobs. He's professional and that breeds trust. Doesn't go much farther for me. Anyway, I'm kinda making dinner, would one of you mind calling him?"

[Grey]

Paladin shrugs, "Sure."

He dials Bakatare up and lets it ring.

[Nikoli]

Murrey begins checking his navs of the area around the Body Bag club for likely routes and good surveilance vantage points. He also sets up the Felix with the instructions of a safe point to await retrieval if it needs to be abandoned to pursue.
"When woo dee want to check this place out?"

[Fenris]

Bakatare's voice on the phone is fatigued, and he mentions that he's only a few moments from the house.

" I'll fill you in when I arrive."

He steps into the house, dragging a hand across his face. He relates Sosofu's words to the group, word for word.

"The informtion is true, if a bit enigmatic. No, I can't tell you where I got it or how. The most obvious and positive bit of news is that the spirit and the boy were used as the focus for a spell, not half a dozen nomads conjured up and released. The boy had corporate connections, right? Yeah, that came through in there somewhere as well. He wasn't a random sacrifice, and this wasn't random violence. This was a directed attack, against someone specific. First step is to talk to Iblis and see if any of the Changelings are hooked up high up in some of the courts, or which corps want them or the Red Queen dead. I'm not really up on the current rumors and gossip though, so if anyone knows who the stone serpent, the Sleeper, and the Prince is, fess up."

He flops on the couch, peering at the rest of the group, already looking like he's been awake for another 48 hours.

[Grey]

Paladin shakes his head, "It could be referance to too many different things. Lets get a little deeper into the facts before we start taking guesses at anything.

Should we go ahead and head over to the night club then? I wanted to get there early before people started showing up so we could get a good look at everyone."

[Blitz]

:: As she begins to pour the pasta into the boiling water, she throws in a dash of salt to keep the boiling to a minimum. ::

"Why don't we wait till after dinner?"

:: It doesn't take long, but the dinner is impressive. Moira has a mother's touch when it comes to cooking and though much of the food is the standard fare, she is able to spice it up with well used spices, real cheese and a homemade sauce creating an yummy dinner of pasta, breadsticks and beer. ::

[Grey]

Paladin finishes off the meal and lets out a large burp to let Moira know how good it was. He then excuses himself to the back room where he changes into his new gear. When he comes back outside, he is wearing a full body suit of all black, there is also a face mask, but it is pulled back at the moment. He colapses his Bo Staff and fits it into the stealth that runs down his back.

"Ready when you are."

[Blitz]

:: Moira cleans up after dinner and then changes into a pair of black armored pants and a black blouse with a kevlar vest over it. Tying her hair back into a single long ponytail, she throws the long coat over the outfit and joins the group in the living room. ::

"Im all set."

[Digital Heroin]

While the others change, Immortal goes through the process of re-cleaning his Savalette Guardian. Rather, he feild strips it, and wipes the essentials down with gun oil. He doesn't change himself, he'll have to pick up his gear on the way. When he's asembled the Guardian again, he places a quick call to Robert Running Water, giving him the location of a Stuffer Shack nearby their target de jour.

`Gonna need to make a stop on the way, pick up some gear.`

[Nikoli]

Murrey begins to prep the drones and the van, backing up current video, ensuring space, etc. The Fix-it checks the concealed weapons on the van, then Murrey double-checks them. Murrey then chooses about 6 different color schemes and appropriate plates/transponder codes to make switches faster if needed.
Once teh group is together in the house again, Murrey mentions, "I believe we may want to bring that ATV in the vack of the ban. If we end up needing vehicles following or have a second behicle to follow, we'll need it."

[Grey]

"Sure thing, open 'er up and I'll pull it in. I've got a decent sensors package on it too, so I can help with lookout."

[Nikoli]

"Good, use this frequency and encryption algorthym to broadcast ban to the vack and use the b-tac receiver to read ours."

[Fenris]

A double click goes out over the radios as the team is setting up to leave.

"Since we're splitting locations, I have a few more thoughts to toss out. Based on the information we have, there's a few missing pieces. Paladin, what was the time of death registered in the autopsy? Before or after our rave? Anyone have any information on this Transys Neuronet company? Who owns them? One of the big boys has their hand in the pot, I'm sure. We need to find out who. The fact that it's Advesary shamans supports the idea that it was revenge. They're of the mind that if they can't have it, destroy it.

Who's this company of Iblis's that can afford to keep spell defense, and fairly heftly defense at that, up around her 24-7? That must be worth a pretty penny, which makes her important, which makes her a target. Find out who her boss is, and who she's turned down, and I'll bet we've got our perpetrators. Hell, who knows? It might be Transys.

Also, anybody know anything about the current Council of Princes? One of them leave, lately? Get kicked out or something similar?"

[Blitz]

"Why do you ask? You don't think the Tir had anything to do with this?"

:: She looks almost horrified by that idea. ::

[Grey]

"Those are some good questions that we will answer in time, but I'd like to work on that tomorrow. Right now we have a solid lead with this club and I think we should act on it quickly. Lets load up and head out."

[Nikoli]

AS Murrey heads towards the van it purrs to life and the drones follow him out, pulling the ramps out and setting them up for the ATV the other drones are loaded and locked in.

"Chaddle up summers."

[Buddha72]

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As you move about the house, you hear the door leading to Iblis's room open up. She moves out into the house. Her hair done in little pigtails and sporting a plastic bodysuit with splashes of neon color. Her eyelids are glittered soaked and her belt buckle could be a small satellite. She wanders past the kitchen. "Smells good but I have an appointment with some fabulous people interested in helping Izzy start over in style." She motions with a lazy hand at Izzy. "Come on down, you're new life is ready to go hun." Izzy's face lights up with open excitement. "You're one of pretty people now." She winks and grabs up her back pack. She motions for Izzy to head on out the side door. With a smile and a raised eyebrow at the team she purrs. "You kids play nice now, you hear."

[Digital Heroin]

He grunts, and shakes his head.

`Don't be asking me about the Tir, prissy little bitches never done me any good.`

He holsters the Guardian, having just checked it of reflex, and eyes their host. He's gotta be cursed, because these are definitly interesting times.

[Grey]

"See ya Izzy, keep yer nose clean and give me a call if you ever need help."