IC: Puyallups IV, Welcome to Team #1 Options

[Redjack]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:51, Java Jane's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Revan

Lucky for Revan, he was literally down the street from Java Jane's. In less than a minute, he was walking through the door and smiling as Jane was already pouring a cup for him. "Oy Chummer. You look happy."

[Redjack]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:49; Midtown Seattle's Best Soycaf House, Tacoma District
Jazz

A few minutes of back and forth with Kilroy talking details and Kilroy running searches with his connections and he comes back with two more options.
<<@Jazz [Kilroy] Ok. I have a line on a condo right on Commencement Bay in Tacoma. Its in a commercial area with a number of bars so you get more than your fair share of foot traffic and at all hours. The building has one contracted guard. It is well furnished with a parking garage and of course priced accordingly.
A second option I have is a nice, big house in Loveland. Puyallup. The previous occupant departed this life rather abruptly creating a vacancy. Your neighbors are Italian Businessmen so that brings pluses and minuses. It has a two car garage nice furnishings. Either of those two appeal to you?>>

[Thanee]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:50; Midtown Seattle's Best Soycaf House, Tacoma District
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

<< [Jazz] You could do well as a real estate agent. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/wink.gif) The first one sounds good. I will have a closer look later and give you the green lights then. >>

[Redjack]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:55; NorPoint Condominiums, 2360 Ruston Way, Tacoma District
Jazz

<<@Jazz [Kilroy] Have to keep my star talent well rested...>>

A little time to kill before the run kicks off, makes a run over to the address provided by Kilroy. The condominiums sit across the street from the bay and the Silver Cloud Inn & Casino. Yea, casinos draw that certain element that bring the neighborhood down. Foot traffic in the area is moderate and the neighborhood hosts a number of coffee and tea houses amongst other small businesses.

The building itself is ten stories tall. A little more interaction with Kilroy yields details that the condo is on the 5th floor. There is an underground parking garage and a guard on duty in the little guard room at the garage entrance, which is secure by a rising chain mesh gate.

[Saytr]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:52, Java Jane's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Revan;PAN=Passive[LTG] SIN Nick Yamamoto

revan walks through the door taking his usual seat facing the doors with his back to the wall. He was glad to see Jane again she befriended him on one wet day in seattle and has been his friend ever since. He had often thought to ask her out but as couragous and fearless as he was a women always held such powers over men and in his line of work it was unwise to lose such control.

He smiles and returns the greeting bowing slightly after he puts his pack besides the table chair. "Jane, How have you been?" Revan looked around the place for any taxi drivers making a stop for java."Any drivers here that might want to earn some Yen?" He directed the question more at jane then in general for she knew most the cabbies that came in.

[Redjack]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:53, Java Jane's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Revan

Jane smiles and looks around, but none of the customers step up at the offer. She then gestures over to a young man obviously mesmerized by something in AR. "Mark." he looks up and focuses as his name is mentioned. "You are a courier, right?"

He nods, "Yea..." he approaches the counter, allowing time for Revan to also walk up to the counter. He continues, his voice subdued. "I'm not licensed to carry passengers."

Jane then looks to Revan, waiting for him to carry on the conversation.

[Thanee]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 17:48; NorPoint Condominiums, 2360 Ruston Way, Tacoma District
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

<< [Jazz] Hey Kilroy! I think it looks very good. Seems to have everything one needs, plus some. I will take it. Hopefully, you will have enough jobs lined up, so I can actually afford it, but it's worth a try, I suppose. I'll also need to upgrade my ID as soon as possible and there are a few toys I have seen, that could be interesting... ah, well... I better prepare for the meeting. Laters! >>

[Saytr]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:53, Java Jane's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Revan;PAN=Passive[LTG] SIN Nick Yamamoto

Revan looks the man up and down. "your not licensed to carry passangers? Ok how about you deliver these things to this address to a friend of mine." Revan sends the address via his PAN and what ever funds are needed to complete the transaction."These people need these supplies." Revan looks the man straight in the eye letting the point rest in the air for a moment.

Revan shoots Jane another smile thanking her silently. Picking up the coffee stirring it with practiced discipline he learned from Raven. It was his habit of doing things that just didn't look right to other, usually dwarfs were rough and loud and obnoxious not Revan, What he had experienced in his childhood had scared him for life and he planned on taking vengance for the it one day. But not letting his past memories cloud the moment he finished his business with Mark and then had a brief conversation with Jane about business and life in general.

Knowing that If he didn't have to worry about delivering the supplies he could just make his way to a decent part of the district and call for a cab there.

[cndblank]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:51, Quikie-Stop, Hwy-7 & 260th, Puyallup Barrens;
Kit

Kit flashes him a smile "Konnichiwa Hai, Domo Arrigato Gozaimasu!"


<<@Revan [Kit] Hey! Got a ride 2 Loveland. Where meet up? >>

[Redjack]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:55, Dinko's Drive Up Burgers, Tacoma District
Midnight

There it was, her face was in the damn news yet again. This time a duo of wise guys were killed outside a club and some wannabe reporter had caught video of the whole incident. The video starts with the argument, voices too loud for a conversation in the parking lot. The shouting in Japanese at them just pissed them off more. The first swung a back fist like he was beating his girlfriend. The counter placed a foot right into his solar plexus before the fist even landed, doubling over the big man without him even making contact. The second man was much more seasoned. He drew a pistol, but learned he just wasn't fast enough. The tanto came out fast; Really fast. The wise guy raised the stub as if to shoot before realizing that the hand and gun were already falling to the ground. They were done, the fight was over. But she sliced their throats anyway, right there in front of the club... and on video. Some days made a person consider moving halfway around the world if not for a debt of honor to be settled.

There was a beep on the com; Grendel. He is the Ancient's lieutenant given the task the deal with the dispute over the neighborhood where her current flop is. She half thinks he's been tasked to keep tabs on her as well.
<<@Midnight [Grendel] Knight Errant detectives came around looking for you in regards to some killings at a bar in Loveland last night. I thought you wanted to be alone last night and stay in?>>
To top everything off she did stay in and went to bed early. Grendel was already doubting Keiko. This was just going to make it worse.

[SleepIncarnate]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 16:55, Dinko's Drive Up Burgers, Tacoma District
Jenny Midnight; PAN = Passive[SE]; SIN = Lisa Yoshiko

She sighed as she saw the news trid and then the message. Reading it over and over, she closed her eyes and leaned back on her bike, waiting still for her food. After a moment, she forwarded a message back to him.

<<@Grendel [Jenny Midnight] You know full well I stayed in. Yeah, I saw the news too. What would drive me to want to waste my lovely evening alone by going all the way there to blank a couple of damn italian made men? I got no more soy-beef with them than I do most other unlucky slots. I do recognize the cleaner though, still can't believe none of you saw her. I'll look into it.

Finally, she got to the window, grabbed her food, and sped off towards her pad, she had work to do.

[Redjack]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 17:05, I-5, Federal Way, Tacoma District
Jenny Midnight

Ten minutes seem to pass as quick as one tick of the clock. Jenny had not even made it out of Tacoma before another call came in.
<<@JM [DJ] Yo Girly-o. I heard you are looking for work? Anyway I got this- {Unintelligible background conversation} -like I was saying I got a call {Unintelligible background conversation} -Anyway, my fixer reached out { "Give me a minute woman!" } If you want a job I got one. Short notice. Tonight.>>

DJ (Death Jester) is a member of the Ancients by blood rather than sweat. He is known for partying rather than working too hard. If you want to know where the current raves are, he has that list on the tip of his tongue. He prefers girls with little self-esteem and always plays the bad boy.

[SleepIncarnate]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 17:05, I-5, Federal Way, Tacoma District
Jenny Midnight; PAN = Passive[SE]; SIN = Lisa Yoshiko

Sighing once more, this ws turning out to be one hell of a night, she thought about it. DJ did usually know some good info, but his favors always came at the annoying price of him trying to get her into bed, or at least trying to cop a feel. She would have to break his nose some night for that, but that would come later.

<<@DJ [Jenny Midnight] Like usual DJ, your chrming environment oversteps your message, I only got about half, but I did get that you've got a job hooked up through your fixer. Send me the contact info and I'll look into it. If it's really worth my while, who knows, you may finally get the chance to see me naked. If it's not, well.... you get the idea.>>

[Redjack]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 17:05, I-5, Federal Way, Tacoma District
Jenny Midnight

<<@JM [DJ] 19:00 at the roller-ball rink in Tacoma. Here's my ticket. [- AR upload in progress..... AR objects received. Confirmed no malware attached -] Kilroy said to take my seat early then at 19:10, head up to her box with the rest of the team. I'm kinda tied up.. Half tied up anyway. There'll be a J there who'll lay out the offer. Anyway, gotta jet.>>
And with that the connection ended. Looking at a map, the drive on the highway, assuming she cut through traffic and didn't run afoul of any I-Fivers would be about 20 minutes. Double that if she didn't take chances running between the lanes in rush hour traffic.

[SleepIncarnate]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 17:05, I-5, Federal Way, Tacoma District
Jenny Midnight; PAN = Passive[SE]; SIN = Lisa Yoshiko

Looking at the time, she grumbled silently to herself. Just under two hours till I need to be there, and it's going to take me half that time if I don't draw attention to myself, and I still need to go grab my gear. It's at the roller-ball rink, so nothing formal. That's good.

And with that she sped home to get ready.

[Redjack]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:55, Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District

Kit
Ichigo's arrival was definitely fortuitous. He gave her a ride to Crazy Joe's at Hwy 7 & 224th St E. He bid her farewell before returning south to spend the evening in quiet meditation. If Kit could only be so lucky....

Revan
Revan paid off the courier to finish remaining delivery for Raven, before taking the next cab that stopped for a soy-kaf. A short time later, he arrived at Crazy Joe's.

Revan & Kit
Kit had just been dropped off a few minutes before Revan arrived. The duo spent several minutes discussing options. Neither of them have a vehicle. There is no such thing as public transportation in the Barrens. In the end, they split a cab ride. 60 (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nuyen.gif) on the meter and a 20 (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nuyen.gif) tip.. upfront. That put them at the rink a little over an hour early, but hey!, better than being late. A Burger-Haus down the street gave them a place to grab a soyburger and wait out the difference.

Jake
The afternoon had been a blur for Jake. He called in those favors and the delivery of the Lynx was in motion; He could pick that up after midnight. He also made stop by Bumper's and got a replacement driver window installed and a tow hitch installed. He also made an appointment to work on the bullet holes in the rear doors for tomorrow. By the time he made it to the rink, it was time to go in... But there are all those people... Breathing the same air... Spreading their germs around.... So there he sat, in his van, working up the courage to head into that crowd.

Jazz
After Jazz transferred the funds to cover the rent, she tallied up the fact that she is currently short to maintain the rest of her lifestyle; This run better pay off.

She barely had time to get cleaned up and get back to the rink for the meet. Pulling into the lot, she located Jake's van. It looked cleaner and the broken window had been replaced, but the bullet holes in the rear doors remain. The lot is jumping and she could tell most of the crowd had already made their way inside. The opening entertainment starts in five minutes. The molten-metal thrash band, The Ignots, are playing live. Their show is heavy on pyrotechnics and skimpy dressed girls heavy on body modifications.

Jenny Midnight
The trip to her doss and back to the rink was in a word, harrowing. The trip up wasn't so bad and even slipping in/out, avoiding Grendal was null sheen. Rush hour traffic headed south was another story. That said, she had her gear and was ready to when she pulled into the lot. Her adrenaline was still pumping as she turned off the engine. Psyched up patrons were heading in talking about the Ferocious Fey and the Queen Bitches, tonight's line up. A power cord from a guitar inside the rink and highly amplified, told her the bad was warming up, much to the delight of the crowd

[cndblank]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:57, Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District;
Kit; PAN = Passive SIN = Kim Lee

Kit Takes a bite of her burger looking at Revan over the top of it as she chews "Mmmm"

<<@Revan [Kit] So any idea who else is going to be joining us? >>

[Saytr]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:57, Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District
Revan;PAN=Passive[LTG] SIN Nick Yamamoto

Revan looked at Kit eating her Burger. He only having water. okazu...his mouth watered often thinking about the food he used to eat as a child spices and noodles mixed to perfection. He rarely ate anything besides the foods of his parents culture. One of those things that made him, him. <@Kit[Revan]"I believe two others. Jazz and Jake a rigger and a code-slinger. not heavy on Muscle so far i do not know of any others.">

[SleepIncarnate]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:55, Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District
Jenny Midnight; PAN = Passive[SE]; SIN = Lisa Yoshiko

Parking her bike, she slipped off gracefully and opened up her bag, looking inside to make sure everything was still there. Baton, check. Gloves and mask, check. Coat on top "in case I get cold", check. Various and sundry bits of makeup to make this look like a normal purse, check. Smiling to herself, she closed it back up and slung it back over her shoulders, checking to make sure none of her true outfit beneath showed under the street clothes. Nodding to herself, she made her way over through the crowd, smiling and trading the occaisional high five or chest bump with the rest of the excited crowd. Just another one of excited, drunk and high patrons.... sh'yeah right....

As she got to the gate and had her ticket checked, security looked her over, half wary because she looked a lot like that murderer on the trids, and half tempted to try and take her out back to "pat her down", because how often did one find a young japanese elf who was that attractive? She smiled at them innocently, looking up through her raven colored bangs with those almond colored eyes, handing her "purse" over for inspection. When they looked in her bag and saw the neon A on the back of her jacket they decided best to leave her be. She simply winked and smiled at them and continued along, leaving them to wonder if this girl was truly as harmless as she appeared and it was just a fake to keep people from messing with her, or if she truly was as dangerous as the trids said.

As she got into her seat, she zipped a message off.
<<@Kilroy [JM] Hey, when DJ gave me his ticket, he said there'd be a group here to meet up with, but he didn't give me any details on the crew. He was a bit..... distracted, as I'm sure you'll understand if you know him. Anything you can tell me about who and what I'm looking for?>>

[cndblank]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:58, Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District;
Kit; PAN = Passive SIN = Kim Lee
She shrugged over her burger Uetaru mono ni sosho^u nashi: "For a hungry person there is no coarse food." She swallowed "Hunger is the best sauce." Truth was her tastes had changed along with every thing else since she touched that pearl. Her sense of smell and taste were so much sharper that she had to drop a lot of her favorites. She had never been a real all natural food person before. Lucky for her, tofu and other soy based food actually tasted better for some reason as long as it didn't have too much additives. The Burger-Haus blackened single with the pesto mayo wasn't bad at all if you were even a little hungry.

<<@Revan [Kit] I don't know if I would want to be involved with some thing that needed a lot of muscle. What is their rep? >>

[Thanee]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:55; Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

<< @Jake [Jazz] Hey Jake. I see you are already there... >>

Having parked her black SUV, Jazz jacks out of the VR and gets out. A quick check in the side mirror and some last-minute fixes on her outfit later, she heads for the entrance. Her casual clothes should work well enough for this place, tight jeans, heeled boots, crop top and her mid-length coat to shield her skin against the crowd. As usual, she wears her green sunglasses and a small messenger bag.

Soon enough, she is on the way to wherever her ticket places her...

[Saytr]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:59, Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District
Revan;PAN=Passive[LTG] SIN Nick Yamamoto [Broadcasting]

Revan notices the time on his HUD. <@Kit [Revan] "I believe it is time for us to go and take our seats."> Revan with that said sorts out his bits and stands up to throw away his trash and make thier way to the stadium seating.

Revan knows that if anything goes wrong it will be no problem to blend in with the crowd and make thier escape. Just in case though he makes mental notes of the security at the gate and any doing walk around inside the stadium and around the outside of the stadium. switching his com to a more unnoticable setting he makes his way inside not giving the security anything to give him trouble about, saying only what was needed if asked any questions. wearing his form fitting armor under his pants and leather jacket, he looked like any other patron inside besides being almost two feet shorter. he would switch from mundane to astral looking to see if any barriers where set up around the meet to keep from any magical eavesdropping and watch for any spirits that might be lying in wait.

[cndblank]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:59, Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District;
Kit; PAN = Passive SIN = Kim Lee
She nodded as she tucked the burger away in a zip lock for later.
She pulled on her coat and wrapped up. It was going to be cold tonight.

<<@Revan [Kit] Show time. I'll keep watch on the perimeter. You field the questions. >>

[kvasac]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:55, Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District

< @Jazz [Jake]: I had some spare time to arrive earlier, waiting on a new drone and all that jazz. Did Killroy said anything about having to meet up, like, in person? I can communicate through the VR. It is not healthy being among so much...people>

[Thanee]

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 18:55; Tacoma Roller-Ball, Tacoma District
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

<< @Jake [Jazz] Well, uuhhh, I would assume that a meeting is meant to be in person, generally speaking, yeah... >>