IC: Average Joe Seattle Options

[Fresno Bob]

Sid gets in the car, and when Johnny gets in the passenger seat, he starts it back up.

"Drag's Hole is really awesome. Loud music, dark bar, cheap beer, lots of fighting on the floor.", he says while pulling into the parking lot. He steps out onto the pavement and enters the bar, pleased with the rush of music that greets him.

He steps in further, and pushes through the floor, elbowing a pierced elf sharply in the face as he goes. He finally pushes a guy aside and sits down at the bar.

"Her Drag! Gimme a beer!", he says to the bald guy behind the bar.

He gets it, pops the top and takes a swig, then spins on his stool and looks down the bar.

"HEY! GINO, WHAT UP, MAN?"

[Herald of Verjig...]

Cyril follows Sid into the bar. While he adjusts to his sternum resonating with the bass, he spots a slightly less disrutive path to the bar and picks a stool between Gino and Sid.

"I'll take a beer," he informs Drag, wondering how that name was earned.

[Digital Heroin]

Johnny leaves his pack in the car, and his blades. Can't be carrying them around in tight quarters. Well, they could make a weapon, but he doesn't need weapons. Johnny bellies up to the bar and calls out to the tender for a beer as well, leaning for now, not bothering to sit. He does toss Gino a nod, however. Sure they butt heads, but he doesn't hold it against the guy.

[Nikoli]

Looking into his beer as though the aswer to the problem at hand was at the bottom Jimmy speaks softly,
"So, what now? You guys at least have a education to fall back on. Me, I'm slotted; nobody wants an uneducated, angry orc on the payroll."

[Digital Heroin]

Johnny takes up his beer, and in frat boy tradition he drains it in good order. Not like he was a frat boy. I mean, what frat's gonna let a blue haired punk who gets all the chicks in it? He calls for another, and slaps Jimmy on the shoulder.

`Y'know, I've been thinkin' we delivered a fat lot of bikes to that warehouse today. Right good ones. We're movers, or we were... why not move 'em out...`

He accepts the other beer with a nod.

`I mean, it's a fat lot of good my education's done me so far... I say we stick it to that asshole from the showroom.`

[gobogen]

"Hey Sid. Hey Cyril. Hey Johnny. So, everyone has decided to come here? That's nice." Thanks for letting me know... Gino thinks to himself. "Anyways, I'm so up for stealing those motorcycles. That would give us some money out of being fired from the job and, I mean, wouldn't it be exciting?"

[Digital Heroin]

`That's the spirit, adventure, intrigue... and nuyen baby nuyen...`

Johnny takes a swig of his new brew, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

`You scan the metals on those bikes, custom inlay...`

[Nikoli]

Keeping his voice low,
"One problem guys, don't you think we'd be fairly high on the suspect list? Besides, what are we gonna do with he bikes afterwards? I don't know anybody that can afford one of those things, let alone a truck load."

[Herald of Verjig...]

Cyril first speaks to Jimmy, "There isn't any interest in educated orcs either."

To everyone, "The price of goods is based on what people are willing to pay. Everything else is just advertising."

[Fresno Bob]

"I didn't go to college, so this was the best I could do.", Sid says. He drains the last of his beer.

"Cyril is right. We don't have to sell them for market value. That would defeat the purpose. We could probably unload them at around 10k a pop."

[Digital Heroin]

`Look guys, I may know a place we can hook up with a buyer, or at least a fence...`

He takes another swig of the beer, grinning ear to ear.

`I've got the skills to make it so none of us are on file at the movers, or at least the info's all wrong. I don't think Leroy's gonna be loose lipped about us or nothing, so when they go Matrix, they'll get the wrong SINs to match the name, end up raiding the wrong apartments. Hell, I could tag it so one of us has that jackass from the dealership's place. We wouldn't even need to do the beating then, just let the 'Star do it.`

He's getting right into it now, the geek in him shining through.

`I could even arange so we've got a warehouse rented through next month, nice and anonymous. Things are so automated these days, ain't no one going to question us.`

[gobogen]

"I know a mechanic, a friend of mine, that might send over a few of his clients interested in buying those and they might want it for more than 10k. For 10k, we could sell them in separate parts too... that would be a lot more anonymous and it would still probably work, even if it takes more time. Maybe we could find other mechanics as well."

[Nikoli]

"It would be nice to see that prick get raided, but maybe we should take this hypothetical conversation elsewhere."

[Fresno Bob]

"Nah, the musics too loud for us to be overheard, and Drag doesn't care. Do ya, Drag?", Sid says to the burly bartender.

[Digital Heroin]

`Gotta love loud music, beats one of them fancy trid gadget white noise deals anyday...`

He may be a tech, but he's not a surveillance specialist.

[Nikoli]

Downing half the beer,
"So, when do we do this?"

[gobogen]

"We should take a few days before we do this. That way, our computer guy here could go search for the stuff we need on the matrix. We need to do some planning too... What truck are we gonna use? *Burp* Certainly not a company truck .. And we don't have any definite place to put the bikes yet either. When we do the job, how can we make sure that we don't get recognized?"

"Drag, bring me another beer."

[Nikoli]

"Breathers. We could get some breathers, spray paint the masks so you can't through them."

[Fresno Bob]

"You know my cousin Nick? The ganger? I bet he could get us a truck. Most likely stolen, but hey, why not go the whole nine? He'd probably take a bike as payment, though...", Sid says, uncapping another beer.

"One or two days should be ETA on this."

[Digital Heroin]

`Breathers? Sounds right wild... I like it...`

Johnny grins as he doffs the last of his beer, calling for another.

`We've gotta move fast, either way. Those bikes can't be more than a few days in the warehouse, after that we'd be looking at a hijacking en route to Denver, and that's a whole other monster.`

He'll have to check the shipping schedule tonight, maybe see about delaying the truck.

[Fresno Bob]

"We could use ski masks...bit of cliche there.", Sid says. He takes a few drinks from his beer.

"I'll call up Nick tonight. See what he can do."

[Fresno Bob]

Sid cracks open another beer.

"Man, this is probably the longest silence we've ever had.", he observes.

[Herald of Verjig...]

"So, are we going to start the preperations, or just sit here?"

[Nikoli]

"Sooner it's done, sooner I can get to the confessional and not mention this."

[gobogen]

"If we want to do this fast, we still need to find a truck in which to put the bikes. I could probably hot wire a truck. The main problem is to find one unattended, and ideally one which doesn't have a good anti-theft system."