Deep Vengeance..., ...is the Daughter of Deep Silence Options

[JxJxA]

Zerone walks cautiously around the facility, as if in a daze. The toll of maintaining spells, as well as looking about in the astral, make it difficult for him to focus.

"If you do not mind, Mr. Emilio, I am going to let the spell fade. I believe the threat of danger has passed," he says. Once the words leave his mouth, the golden white wisps of ether fade back into the astral. Zerone's eyes regain a bit of focus, though he still maintains the charisma enhancing spell on himself.

He looks at the tainted mana, the scarring that the acts of evil had painfully worn into the clinics astral essence.

I wonder... Can it ever be restored? he asks Follower.

If you mean through magic, my friend, then I am afraid the technique currently lies beyond your ability. However, there are other ways to undo the harm. The evil here is like a thorn, placing the rest of the area in pain. So long as the thorn remains, so will the wound. Remove the thorn, and in time, the wound will begin to heal...

[Fenris]

With a nod to Eklipse, his flicking form paces through the corridors to stand outside the final patient's room. Standing off to one side and out of direct sight of the interior, he uses the barrel of one pistol to swing the door open. After several seconds, he cautiously glances into the room. There'd been plenty of time for her to awaken, and he'd already seen two of the other patients break free of their supposed "bonds".

[Buddha72]

Cypher
You see the green icons indicating the file looks clean or at least as far as you can tell. You watch as the data you selected is integrated into a template and then passed through the data collected from the clinic. You begin to shift your attention to another task when the search flashes and pulls up a singe cluster of data. You quickly look over the single result. An image expands tho show a woman reduced to medical scans and feeds. It seems she had been here and received a blood filtration procedure. Lacking the needed medical knowledge you pull up the database for the clinic's autodocs and run a simulation to see what the procedure entails.

An image forms and you see it cleans out the blood supply of the patient and restores it back to their body. You see information scroll by about it rejuvenating the patient and remove impurities. Looking over this woman's medical data you don't see anything that would suggest she needed it. You dig deeper and find the record of the actual procedure to see what was removed or why it was performed. Almost immediately words flash across your vision.

DATA DELETED

You switch tactics and try to trace the operation another way and switch to the accounting records kept by Dr. Takayasu. You scroll through the files and find her buried in the data. She is listed as PT1178 and she paid in certified cred about six weeks ago. Hitting another dead end, the only thing you know for sure is that she was alive when she got here and that her blood was filtered to remove something. With that thought you feel the sinking feeling grow in your gut - blood and the things you can store in them.

[Buddha72]

Ayo
You enter the room where the woman is still out. You see she is maybe in her late twenties. Her face is horribly scarred and a ruin of marred tissue. Looking over her body, you see the signs of her recent procedure. The angry red lines along her skin where incisions were made and then sutured up. She is fit and has lost anything on her that would say soft or feminine. You find evidence of scars from being shot and cut but no tattoos. Looking over her you get the impression of maybe latin or south american heritage, her skin being a warm bronze. Not Japanese as far as you can tell.

The Team
A text message arrives.

<<--Text Message-->>
//To: The Gang
//From: Aideen
// Thanks for the help. See the attached to receive payment and I attached a coupon for one favor.
<<--End Message-->>

A transfer of 5,000 (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nuyen.gif) sits flashing on the message - just needing a destination for the funds. You also see an icon attached that is built as a separate file - your coupon in a digital format.

Emilio
Accessing your commlink you see several message from Aideen asking for you to give her a call with the last message promising a reward to anyone finding your commlink turning it in to her. You see an icon of a new message arriving while you look it over to make sure it was compromised while out of your hands.

<<--Text Message-->>
//To: Emilio
//From: Aideen
// Welcome back. Not sure if you believe this but I had no part in planning your surprise party. I'm hoping my recent gift shows my true intentions along with a job offer. The guests you met at the after party have steady work that someone said you might be interested in. The host promises to out do your surprise party plus some. Let them know.
<<--End Message-->>

Breeze
Accessing your commlink to send the mass text with your information - you see an alert with a message waiting. Looking at the time stamp you see it arrived three minutes ago.

<<--Text Message-->>
//To: You
//From: Me
// Welcome back to the world. I have attached a payment to contract your services for the future. Please tell your liberators that their benefactor has asked that you work with them on the project. I will send more data to HR - they will know who I am referring to.
<<--End Message-->>

You see an electronic transfer of funds imbedded in the message for 10,000 (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nuyen.gif) .

[BishopMcQ]

Feeling the color drain from his face, Cypher schools his expression to be neutral. He begins the subprocesses to encrypt and protect the file, tasking one of the agents to begin a long term encryption project.

"She was here. I have a certified cred transaction from her coming in. Her blood was filitered and she left under her own power. The autodoc in the node called the procedure 'dialysis' if that means anything to you."

[Buddha72]

All
A loud knock carries in from the main entrance as the door the front team entered through is swung open.

"Hello?"

Widget's voice calls out - you can hear the hopeful caution as she comes into the hall. She visibly relaxes upon seeing all of you. She looks around and whistles softly. She pulls her goggles down and begins to walk around the clinic looking everywhere.

"Glad to see you're all alive and well. I'm getting to like you all. I haven't paid rent in advance.....EVER."

Following in her wake is a host of small crawling drones who likewise spread out. She gives out a small cry of despair at seeing the slag remains of the drones.

"Oh darlings, someone was rough with you. Drones aren't bad just their owners."

The drones swarm over the piles of broken machinery and extract a few small bits as she wonders down towards the kitchen. She looks a little paler at the sight of blood splatter and dead bodies. She talks out loud, either to herself or the drones its hard to tell.

"Easy, dead people are part of the scene - just walk by and tell yourself its just ground beef."

Her voice calls out from the kitchen area as she rounds the corner out of sight.

"What's with the smoking hole?"

[JxJxA]

Isabela snaps her head in the direction of the door knock.

Another foe?

No, she is a friend. She is the one who told us about this place and asked us to dispatch of its cruel masters.

Very well, young one. I shall consider her under my protection as well.

Isabela floats over to see the new arrival, her arc sheathed at her side. Upon hearing mention of the burned drones, she offers an explanation in a voice as placid as the marble mask that covers her face.

"These Tools of Man posed a threat that I could not overlook. Before they fell lifeless to the ground, they had incapacitated one of our number and nearly felled another."

[Fenris]

Ayo pauses for a moment, gauging the necessary extra work in waking the figure up and explaining the situation to her. His tail twitches with anxious energy, and finally he turns away, expression literally black, thanks to the mask.

"Breeze, can you fiddle with that medkit a little more and see if you can wake her up? She's a fairly...athletic ork. It'd be easier for her to walk herself out. Plus, if she's got gear in here, it'll be easier to sort that out now rather than later, when we're trying to sell it. Speaking of which..." His question put to Breeze, he steps back out of the room, giving Widget a nod as she trails past him and into the kitchen, "...Who's in charge of collecting up the...supplementary compensation?" For emphasis, he drops to a knee near the body of the first guard Eklipse had dropped, unclipping the gun from it's sling and starting to tug items out of the man's pockets.

[BishopMcQ]

"That was a flash-bang in a small space. Drones came out, the rigger was in hiding, so I wanted to make sure he wasn't hiding by them."

Cypher smiles at Widget as she walks around. He follows with her to provide answers to other questions about shorted-out panels, blood splatter, and the like. As they walk, he sends a brief message to the young elf.

<<--Text Message-->>
// There was more hushed lips and poured tea here.
<<--End Message-->>

[UmaroVI]

"If we don't think she's Yakuza - I can check and make sure of that, magically. If she's really just a bystander, we can always just drop her off somewhere else. She was out the entire time so it's not like she knows anything important. Anyone object?"

[Buddha72]

All
Widget startles at the sight of the flaming manifested spirit. She looks around for some sort of context and then just platers a smile on her face nodding to it.

"Of course........"

Cypher
She kneels down and cautiously pokes her head into the space. You send off your private message and watch her body jump, hearing the sound of her head hit something solid inside and her muffled cursing in what you think is Italian.

<<--Text Message-->>
// Nothing personal but I don't want to see it so when they break my fingers and toes I don't cost someone else their life. I wish I could unsee shit but here we are.
<<--End Message-->>

She comes out and her voice is a little strained as she speaks, she is rubbing the back of her head where some dirt and dust is mashed in her hair.

"Looks like a delivery system only back there so I am going to assume you find the person pulling the strings and that was that.

[Hamagen]

As Breeze was almost out of the building, the door opened and Widget came through, he just stood aside deciding not to get involved in someone else "post battle funds gathering" he watched her for a bit and was about to head out when he heard the call from the human calling himself Ayo, he looks at the open door with longing obviously wanting to get out of this place, but he sighs a bit and goes back, he does owe them.

"Yeah, sure I can help another patient in need"

His voice filled with humor his face smirking.

[JxJxA]

"I think that is a good idea, Mr. Fat Man," says Zerone. "There has been enough bloodshed today. If she is innocent, then she should be spared the shock of having to witness this."

[UmaroVI]

While Breeze treats the unidentified woman, Fat Man casts the same spell he used on the woman they captured in the shipping container, looking to confirm whether or not she is part of the Yakuza. While looking, he also checks to see if she knows anything about the woman Eklipse is looking for, on the off-chance that she does.

[Notsoevildm]

"She was here. I have a certified cred transaction from her coming in. Her blood was filtered and she left under her own power. The autodoc in the node called the procedure 'dialysis' if that means anything to you."

Eklipse's heart soars for a moment, then comes crashing down. His stomach sinks as Cypher explains the procedure she underwent. He grips the decker's arms, more for support than anything else.

Alive! She's still alive. But why the procedure? What was in her blood? Mein Gott, do I have the same thing in mine? Is the dragon tracking me even now?

Centering himself, he releases his grip on Cypher. His voice is little more than a whisper.

"Danke, Herr Cypher. It is good to know I am on ze right track. But I do not know why she vould need this procedure. Ze last time I saw her, she was in perfect health. Could zere have been something in her blood? Perhaps something that her employer put there to track her?"

[BishopMcQ]

"You're welcome. Yes and no." Cypher glances concernedly at Widget making sure she is well out of earshot.

"There is a conversation that needs to happen with the whole team, this job is going to get much worse before it gets better."

[JxJxA]

When Isabela sees Widget's confusion, she offers context to her remarks.

"The others of the young one's group managed to help heal them, which speaks to the group's virtue of fellowship. It is something I am happy to see in all of His Children."

"Alas," she says, gesturing to the whole of the clinic and the tainted aura around it, "it is not a virtue shared by all."

[Buddha72]

Fat Man
You weave the flows of mana into a delicate structure that settles over the woman's head and begin to reach for the information you seek. You once again feel the internal snap as your spell builds the connection between your minds.

Her/your tears run down her/your face as she/you look in the only mirror she/you allowed in her/your small apartment. The scar tissue was everywhere - the acid and blades had done its work. The shame and rage swirls around her/your thoughts. The heat and disgust fills her/you with purpose. She/you reach for the smooth Noh mask. Her/your hands caress it - it's her/your freedom and cage. Her/your master taught her/you to use it to focus her/your feelings and awaken the magic sleeping within. Placing it over the ruin of her/your face - all she/you sees is the white and deep red. The unfeeling and closed face that she/you present to the theater of shadows where she/you work. The mask hums with her/your own magics and they pulse in unison. She/you wipe away the tears and let this person fill her/you and push the other woman out, the one that had a face.


You withdraw from her memories and you know her now. This is Yue Yi and she is an independent shadow runner. She works primarily in forceful extractions - thefts where they think there will be resistance and they need someone to take down security efficiently and quietly. She does some work on the side as a fence for rare pieces of art and antiques. She came to this clinic on an employer's dime who as paying her in trade. Taking a deep breath and reentering yourself - your face is whole and you are a man. Plunging back into the stream of her life you seek out anything connected to Heidi - the person Eklipse is looking for. You reach and nothing answers the call of the spell - she knows nothing about her.

All
Widget smiles big and inanely at the spirit, stepping around it as she speaks being careful to steer clear of the business end of its flame arc.

"I hate when people do that..........."

Her voice trails off as she quickly looks over the other end of the clinic. Her face mostly neutral but grimacing at the sight of more bodies.

"So campers I will check the box on the form that says you secured the clinic with very little property damage. Has anyone offered the viking in the surgical gown a spot on the team?"

She passes admiring Emilio's mostly naked form.

"If I didn't know you killed people for a living I would so get your drunk and take advantage of you annnnnd if everything is as big as what I am seeing right now - I would make you breakfast."

Her face takes on the that AR look briefly and an open look of confusion settles on her face.

"Uhm there is a person named Breeze here?

[Hamagen]

Breeze was finishing up his improvised First Aid and backs away a bit as Fat Man does his thing with magic, it is obvious that the Brit has had some experience with magic, but he was still suspicious of it, he continues to watch the magic and then looks over as someone calls his name...

"O'i ya, that be me love"

As he responds, he takes a few steps out of the surgical room and looks over to the woman named Widget, he leans to the side on the door frame and gazes at her, obviously giving her the full up and down "checking her out" look not making any pretense on attempting to hide the fact that he is assessing her body.

"How can o'l Breeze be at service to a fine lady like you"

He flashes what would be a charming smile, and if someone was looking only at his face, you would think he was just another charming Jame Bond type Brit, but then you take in the rest of him with the punk rock hair cut, the piercing and the tattoos all over...and the fact that he is scrubs.

[Buddha72]

Widget smiles but still looks confused.

"Just stand there and keep the charm flowing. Most guys who look like you are trying to beat the piss out of me."

She gives him a wink before turning to address the group.

"You are one whacked bunch and that means something coming from me. I have friends with scales, feathers and extra eyes. Ok team meet your newest member per the boss. I just got a message saying to add him to the payroll. You in Nordic boy toy?"

She looks to Emilio with a raised eyebrow.

[UmaroVI]

Fat Man observed the human mating rituals with some level of interest, waiting to let the others know what he had found.

"Her name is Yue Yi. She's a shadowrunner, much like us, and not part of the Yakuza. She might not be an innocent, but I don't believe we have any reason not to simply let her go somewhere else."

[Emilio]

Emilio curls each hand into a lose fist, places them against his cheeks, and in a high squeaky voice says, "Me?? Me??" He then bounces his knees up and down, saying, "Really? Me? Awwwwww!"

You think Japanese school girl.

He then raises up his Aries Alpha, and in a normal voice says, "Ooooo-ohhhhhhh! You mean to kill Yaks! Yeah Sure!" He then winks at Widget.

[Fenris]

Ayo shrugs, inspecting a particularly customized pistol with a wide, flat blade stretching between the barrel and the trigger guard. He seems to focus on it for a moment, it's always hard to tell behind the material of the flat mask, and he drops it casually on the pile of other gear that had been collected from the clinic.

"Sure, leave her out then, and we'll dump her somewhere. Professional courtesy, if nothing else. With that being decided and the two new guys in tow, I assume we're clear for leaving this over-blown mall skin shop behind?"

[UmaroVI]

"Agreed."

Fat Man is distracted by lingering thoughts from Yue Yi. Such is the price of looking to closely...but gold cannot be pure, and people cannot be perfect. Better to have seen too much of her memories than for her to die for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

[Notsoevildm]

A woozy Eklipse looks over the pile of gear stacked on the examination table. The fading adrenalin rush has left him weary and he can now feel the bruises from the flashbang and taser.

He picks up the silver-plated shotgun and turns it over in his hands, muttering a disdainful "Seriously?" to no-one in particular.

His attention is then drawn to the Type 84B SMG. He works the action and checks out the specs through his smartlink.

"Hmm, keine suppressor but eine state of ze art gas vent system. Very compact too. I vould be interested in acquiring zis if no-one else is to be wanting it."