[IP] Panzerknacker Options

[Gilga]

Anna replied "Sure... will be fun to practice on Sprinklers. I even have a spell to help."

To Dr Schmidt she replied. "Men are a fun topic... I want to do so. How can I make an initial contact?

[Jack_Spade]

Schmidt shrugged: "You'll have to ask bnc to snoop around in her life a bit. I'm certain you'll manage. If all else fails, just happen to be there when she needs help with a flat tire or a mugger. That usually works to get invited for a coffee."

[SquirrelDude]

"So who wants to play mugger for an hour?"

[Gilga]

Anna looks at Schmidt "Won't work on a clever street rat, but should work on her." She grins at Slob and says "So you mug her and I comfort her?" She looks pensive and then says" Or you may want to mug me and let her do the comforting. Slightly riskier but less chance of police involvement. Or of her Spider friend digging to info on who robbed his girlfriend."

[Volker]

[ Spoiler ]

Then bnc will share her findings as soon as she has done her research.

bnc simply nods, when he announces that the group will split. Still, she casts Krestov a wry smile. She bites her lip, and proceeds in a business voice: "Fine by me. Still, we should check his aura and stuff.
In principal, I like your approach, honey bunny. But just some small stupid voice inside me tells me, that a small, fragile, blonde sarariwoman might not get involved with a big, bad tusker to protect some random chick on the street. Best thing she'd so is call KE, and this is not really what we want. I wouldn't go for robbery. What else could you do? You don't look exactly like a technician, but I prefer something nice over something brutal. It'll also look suspicious. It's a classic aproach."

[Gilga]

"I can show up in her Yoga class and make friends. Or steal her wallet and then run after her, waving it around and explaining that she dropped it. Go to her AA meeting and tell a heartbreaking story that she would sympathize with.

There are plenty of non-violent options ranging from wigging it like the wallet thingy to actually researching it and tailoring some con, suited especially for her own personality. "

[Volker]

"What about losing your wallet in front of her. When she brings it back, invite her to a coffee. If you want to add some drama, we could put up a fight during which you lose it. She'll feel more sorry for you if she sees you getting slapped in the face or something."

[Gilga]

Anna replied "So basically you say that for the good of the mission I need to be slapped...
By all means, let's do so."
Looking around her she asks So... who volunteers to have me as an ex-girlfriend? "

[Volker]

I do

[Gilga]

Anna looked amused "Sounds exciting and makes sense actually, I mean some of you can slap me in a way that invokes social services.". She looked at bnc and said, "...and I am happy to get you off the matrix to run a physical con." Pausing she added, "seems like we have some training to do."

[Volker]

"I think, slapping you will come quite naturally."

[Gilga]

Anna replied "Well, with the complexity of your emotions toward me... you could very well be an ex. Though, by all means, let's use what we already have."

[Jack_Spade]

"Alright, I'll leave you to your planing, but remember: Stay save and don't get caught. Zola is a dangerous man. We have much accomplished already, but we aren't safe until we are all home and dry. Keep up the good work and we'll make it happen. I'll see you all in a few days."
Schmidt got up and gestured for Krestov and Flatline to follow him.

For bnc it was quite easy to find info on the spider's girlfriend - social media at work: Annita Gilbert worked as a marketing manager for another small firm within the Aztech conglomerate. She was 29, kept a small Beagle called Peppy and lived in a small flat outside Tacoma only five minutes from the monorail station. Her most frequented cafe was the Pequods close to a small park next to the high rise that housed her flat.

[Volker]

Anna replied "Well, with the complexity of your emotions toward me... you could very well be an ex. Though, by all means, let's use what we already have."

"If you insist on training the slapping part, be my guest, anyway.
Now, Kite, be a nice rigger and do some 24 hours of surveillance on ... uhm ... Annita. Annita Gilbert. I'll send her work and living address to you once I dug it out. Which should be soon. Barbie, please come with me once we're finished with this... uhm, well-spiced whatever-it's-supposed-to-be and learn how to recognize a biomonitor on the astral plane. It's gonna be nasty business, but you'll do it anyway.
Agen - oh, you're not a real person. Let's see what gear my agent found, gear-wise.

We finished here, buds?"

[Gilga]

"Seems like we are..." She said.

[SquirrelDude]

"Let me know when you all are done with that book so we can get it back into Ramirez's possession without him noticing it was missing.

"I'll help in this fake mugging whatever the best way possible may be."

Slobber shrugged.

"I can be a getaway driver or something."

[Gilga]

"Or perhaps you can steal her dog... I bet she loves the little bugger and would go looking for it. " Looking at bnc she asked "What do you think Sprinklers? I'll just need to be at the right place to help her look for it."

[Volker]

"Or perhaps you can steal her dog... I bet she loves the little bugger and would go looking for it. " Looking at bnc she asked "What do you think Sprinklers? I'll just need to be at the right place to help her look for it."

"I believe that every plan that doesn't contain me hitting you square across the face is a bad plan. No, seriously. How the fuck would that look? Some bastante grando orc who looks - rightly - like a mass murderer steals a cute puppy. Then - bam! - enter the skinny blonde from next door. She comes to the crime scene with a blue-and-red trikot which looks like underwear and helps her out. Trumpets. So you sit together and sip a cup of soykaf, retell the story three times and, almost accidently, here and there a question about her husband, who is a very important security officer in a very important bank of a very, very, very important AAA corp, slips in while you're laughing bubbles on how you rescued her whelp from the fangs of this gross, ole tusker. Come on? Are you a shadowrunner or a movie star? Forget the question. Porn is movie, strictly speaking.
If you insist on my opinion, I say every social contact to the other side should be kept to a minimum. But if we have to talk to her, let's do it smart.
I'm doing the Elemental now. You may follow me and think of other great ideas how to win her trust, if you want."

[Gilga]

"When I steal things I try not to let the other person know that I took it.
Also, I do not have to find her dog, I can help the damsel in distress look for it and then buy her some coffee to make up for it. I can tell her that my girlfriend is a spider and can track lost things quickly. Which will make her tell me that her boyfriend is also a spider and then I can perhaps even pass her my girlfriend's CV because she really is looking for a break. This may get perhaps even get you a job interview - or at least give you legitimate to ask questions which would otherwise feel intrusive - about the hours the wage, the risks the technology they use...

The dog can be found at a later time depending on how the conversation goes. Perhaps, bnc can find it demonstrating her matrix magic even. I am sure that you can find a reason for slapping me in this plan as well... and if you ask nicely I can also dress sluty. Perhaps you get jealous that I asked her out for coffee or something. "

[Volker]

bnc has already begun walking off. She half turns her head while responding:
"Whatever you decide, honey-bunny. I do the matrix jobs, you do the social stuff. People don't tend to work the way I expect them to. Go for it. But don't expect me to give a convincing spider. I'm-"

She pauses mid-sentence. When she turns around, she looks almost shy. "That is ... unless you boost me a bit."

[Jack_Spade]

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Schmidt had left the building with Krestov and Flatline in tow. It wasn't a long drive, but finding a parking space in front of the club took almost as long as the drive itself. The Grim Wave as the neon lights and AR tags proclaimed had just opened, but already a long line of people had formed. Dr. Schmitt and his two companions moved to the head of the queue. It took only a whispered conversation to the bouncers ear and a modest bribe to grant the three access. Inside raving lights and eardrum shattering techno caused a very disorienting ambiente. Unperturbed, Schmidt led the way to a table in a niche where the music was merely very loud, so that an actual conversation was just about possible.
"We are meeting with a Runner called Chaim. He has some unique insights into Azlan culture and is a very adept face. No offence Krestov, but we need another player in the field that can partner up with Anna that calls less attention to himself. And since Flatline isn't trained to fill that role, I've called a meeting with the guy."
Dr. Schmidt drew his hand through his short brown hair and flicked a piece of lint from his expensive suit that had become visible through the black light.
"I've worked with the man before in Denver. He is reliable and quite trustworthy - insofar as a grifter can be. As far as I know, he used to work for Aztech Intelligence until he got settled with a burn notice.
He should be here any minute now."

[Gilga]

Anna said to Slob - "Perhaps you see with Kite how difficult it is to discreetly steal her dog. If it is too dangerous we'll do the lover's affair thingy - but there is value in getting bnc to ask technical stuff. "
She turned to bnc and grinned "It will be my pleasure Sprinklers. Now lets go practice on spotting that biomonitor. "

[rednblack]

The really worrisome thing about places like The Grim Wave is how easy it still is to have fun in one. The music is awful, certainly, but also incredibly catchy, designed -- and Chaim knew this for a fact -- to elicit certain physiological responses. Physiological responses he especially likes. He's been here about thirty minutes now, which puts him well into the third act of his small corona, so when he finally caught sight of Schmidt, Chaim let them get settled while he savored the last few puffs and deposited the parejo lengthwise into his ashtray.

Chaim isn't so sure about this job, and as soon as the cigar is out of reach he thinks about grabbing it back up and enjoying it a little longer before he goes marching off to meet with a group of some strangers he'll be expected to put his life in the hands of while they go off and merrily march toward some old Azzie colonel, or something, which is about the last place on earth he'd want to go if he had any inkling of sanity, or any nuyen in a spare credstick or two. He has the latter.

Which means. . .

"Schmidt," Chaim says, extending his hand after he's crossed the dance floor. "It's good to see you again. Introduce me to your friends. Pretend you didn't tell me anything about them,"

[Volker]

"Yeah, sure, come along."
This time, bnc sounds almost inviting. Still, she doesn't bother waiting for Anna, but rather leads the way from a few paces ahead.

[Gilga]

Anna follows bnc, few steps after her... She thinks "Biomonitors ... how difficult are they really to spot from the astral- and how would bnc know that - even on magic she seemed to know more than me. Either that or she needs an excuse to spend time... heck she may just be immersed in her matrix by the time I open the door. "