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[Volker]

"Eat the white sausage with the sweet mustard. It's one of the few cultural achievements Germany ever managed to come up with.", bnc says with a hollow voice. Then she passes the table without another glance and walks off to her room.

[SquirrelDude]

"Thanks for the food Mike." Slob grabbed a bunch of food and started wolfing it down. He was surprised at his own appetite. "Mike, I hope you don't mind if I put some of this in a bag and take it home with me."

He looked over to Anna. "Yeah, we're still going out. It's good to have food in you before you drink." Slob grabbed bnc's arm as she passed by to stop her, "Like I said, I'd like to talk to all of you about the future, but I don't know where any good bars are around here. Could you do a matrix search for one, maybe with Anna's help, bnc?"

[Jack_Spade]

Mike shrugged: "De nada. The boss thought it would be a welcome surprise. It's almost 7.00 am now. So we can use this building for another five hours. After that it won't be very safe anymore. And don't worry, I've got some takeaway bags ready so you can make lunch boxes"

[Gilga]

She commented, "and Brahms ... I think." but went to try the white sausage and mustered, which were good... better than 99% of the things she had. To Slob she replied "The good bars would not be open for like 11 hours... but I think we can find some private coffee house or a restaurant to crush? Perhaps we can even do an escape room... " she said and then could barely suppress a grin... Suddenly aware of the irony of it all. Everything seemed mundane, even the pile of homework she had to do due too many days of neglect. She just robbed a freaking bank and left a trail of bloody bodies in these banks... How can she possibly learn about the metaplanes now? She asked Mike "When is our flight? We can't exactly stay in this city... can We? Perhaps I'll need some time for goodbyes?"

[SquirrelDude]

"A restaurant is fine. I'm usually not up this late into the morning, but I've spent a fair amount of my late nights sitting at restaurant bars."

[Jack_Spade]

Mike replied with a very dry tone: "You can stay, but I wouldn't recommend it. Once the syndicates learn about the bank robbery, they'll start looking for you - and for the loot. And you can bet they'll have spirits searching. They'll get the footage of the traffic cams showing the van enter the boat house. From there it's just a bit of digging to learn about the new owners. When they reach that point, you better have left Seattle.
So say your goodbyes and enjoy the fact that everyone of you can walk away from this with nearly 800.000 Nuyen - now that the team is reduced in size and you got that extra bonus.
The boss will be out for about 3 hours now that his sleep regulator kicked in. At around 12.00 I'll release FAB II in this place to clean all astral traces, followed by the explosion of a faulty gas line, that will level this building."

[SquirrelDude]

"Temporarily leaving is fine for me. Staying away isn't.

"How long until we can come back?

[Jack_Spade]

Mike shrugged: "There's no fixed schedule, but generally I'd recommend a few months - get a vacation for a quarter year, before you come back."

[SquirrelDude]

"It's been about 10 years, I can wait a few more months, but...(Or'zet) how are we expected to get back from Munich?"

"And I assume that extra tickets aren't available?"

[Gilga]

Anna nodded "Thanks Mike you make it sound casual. I really hope that my family is safe. I hope I did not get them into too many troubles... I owe them at least a proper goodbye. At any case, if you are willing to brave Redmond then I know just the place to visit. They make their own booze - nothing very impressive faking famous drinks but the quality is good for what you'd get in Redmond." She looked at Kynos and asked "I take it you'd be joining the flight as well? "

[SquirrelDude]

"Redmond? I'm familiar with the place. Where do you think I got this beautiful complexion, charming personality, and natural talent for violence? There's also someone out there that I need to contact, so he can hold onto some of my things and look after some stuff while I'm gone. Two birds with one rock, and all that."

[Jack_Spade]

Kynos had stood apart eating an apple, but at the question from Anna he just shrugged: "No plans yet, but I don't think it would be a good idea to travel with you - or get us associated. I am a legitimate bodyguard - as far as my taxes are concerned. I tend to avoid going home anyway - there are some family members I'm not keen to meet."

Mike answered Slobber: "The usual way: Buy yourself a ticket with some of the money you made today. Or a complete plane. For extra tickets: One is available, sadly. Kite won't need hers anymore."

[Volker]

When Slobbertooth grabs bnc, she snaps "Get you hairy hands off me. You know very well to search for a frigging restaurant. Gimme a break.", then leaves the room. Looking at her, she doesn't appear angry, just ... broken. You can tell she can barely contain herself. Once in her room, she shuts the door, locks it from inside, and misses the rest of the exchange of words.

[Gilga]

Anna replied to Kynos "Well, you seem to know what you are doing.
Few people would risk their life to bust me out of a bank and then stay to face that terrible man. You did so even though I lied about my true motivations. I cannot name many friends that would have done the same for me. " Sighing she added "So... keep me in mind if you need a favor or have some work that fits my caliber. I do not plan to stay away for long. I'll keep your stealth tag or something."

She felt proud when she realized... "A Shadowrunner... not a student or a silly wage mage."


She texted bnc with her trodes.
>>Sweetie... I no longer do the crazy girlfriend routine. You are a mess, you need a hug and I care about you. Ping me if you need to talk, to hug or if you just want to be pretty and not like someone that cried for an hour.

[Volker]

[ Spoiler ]

CHA+WIL: 7d6t5 3
to determine how she can control her temper

It took a minute or two for bnc to respond.
<@Yael<dafuq makes u think u were anythg like a gf i fucked u once when we were high. watch more porn they dont marry barbie>>
Some half minute later, a second text arrives.
<@Yael<look, goldie wears off, i sewed a poisind neck wound a duzn pepl died we confronted a blood mage psyches still working just leavme allone nothg personal>>

[Jack_Spade]

Kynos shrugged: "I gave you my word. As I said, I do pay what is owed - including my former boss.
I'll have to exchange the barrel of my gun, but since the gun is illegal to own anyway, I don't think I'll be connected easily to that debacel.
Thankfully, Zola, may his vain sorry ass rest in pieces, decided to deal with the situation without informing anybody but his two bodyguards. And I was in fact having my free day today. If you lot don't spill the beans I'm pretty sure I can get out of this without much trouble. So don't get caught."

[Gilga]

She nodded at Kynos and said "Impressive!" refering to how he could just carry on as normal. To bnc she replied >>We both saw some f****up things, bnc. It takes its toll on me too... but women need to talk... and we don't have many other options... It is too dangerous to discuss with outsiders and the trogs seemed to be cut out of a different cloth. Doubt they'll understand. Think about it when you calm down.

About the slotting... take it easy, we are not girlfriends... Dont get worked up about that too... I can never mention it again if that is what you want."

[SquirrelDude]

>@Team> You've picked the spot, send me the coordinates, will ya, Anna.

I'll drive.>>

[Gilga]

I handed Slobber the coordinates and then texted >> Shotgun!... I was eager to visit my hood, perhaps for the first time.
>> People call me Yael in that hood, so no Anna right?

The place was unimpressive, and would not even seem to be a restaurant on the outside. Deep within Redmond, where every heap had its gang. It was a small distillery, that had a 'factory shop' - the owner of the restaurant was an elderly orc named Daniel. Which was alone at the distillery - at early morning few people came. Criminals did not like early breakfasts... The distinguished selection of booze should impress Slobber, though unless one paid extra Yael warned him that it was all fake booze. " just flash a sliver+ credstick and ask for the real stuff... Most of their clientele won't know the difference... "

[SquirrelDude]

[ Spoiler ]

Does Slob immediately recognize the place Anna suggests Sprawl Life: 9d6t5 2. Eh, I'll say no. It's a big sprawl. Driving there shouldn't be to hard, though.

"I'll be in the car in a little bit, An- er Yael. Gimme a minute. I need to check and make sure I don't forget some stuff. " Slob pulled out a burner phone and sent a message to Kazuya, with coordinates for a location close to the restaurant that the team would be eating at. He mixed the message full of Japanese and English to make it harder for anyone listening to read.

>@Kazuya> It's over. At least it will be in a few months. All of it. I'll be leaving for while in a couple hours. Can't say where. Then I'll come back and won't need to go anywhere again. I'm sorry to impose like always, but could you meet me here. There's someone I'd like you to take care of while I'm gone. In return I can teach you Or'zet when I get back.

>What kind of house would mom and dad want to grow old in?>>

He walked up to bnc's room and knocked on the door. "You coming along? I'd like it if you would join us."

[Volker]

This time, it took bnc nearly half an hour to respond:
<@Yael<i dont need girls to talk. if anything its someone like those trogs i need not some whining chickn like myself. u can mention our fuck as often as you want just dont pretend it was more than a drunken one-nighty. just keep your love letters to yourself or ill regret i ever let u in.>>

When Slobbertooth knocks, it takes a moment for bnc to respond, but then she says with a firm voice. "I'm coming ... just, can you give me 10 minutes for a quick shower and the least bit of make-up? I look a mess...
Where are we going?"

The ten minutes turn out to be a tad more than fifteen, but it's still fair to objectively say that she's fast. Within quarter an hour, she's showered, has done her face, chosen clothing and is ready to go. She apologizes for the delay, bites her lip in a very bnc-ish way, nods to herself (or someone she talks to over the matrix) and joins the party. She's wearing a metal bandshirt, an armor jacket, jeans and a dark-blue scarf. Tom's hidden in a hidden arm slide. The make-up conceals some of her condition, but her eyes are red and the pupils don't seem to adjust in a right speed. Still, she seems basically fine, maybe a tad nervous (which is a bit late, considering that the task to get nervous about is just behind the group).
When she's in the backseat, bnc asks almost timidly. "Umm, Slob ... you don't know perchance someone on the route who'd sell of some Novacoke? Just a can, promise, to, y'know, make me more socializable or whatever the word is."

[ Spoiler ]

Who's with us? Anna, Slob, bnc. Special K? Mike? Flatline? Gerhardt will still be sleeping, I s'pose.

[Gilga]

She texted back, a bit amused by how fluently it came to her.

>> You really think that I am like you? How could you be so naive?

You are trapped in your big brain and you have this perfect memory. You are unable to put behind and forget, you can analyze every nuance and must remember every tiny detail even if it makes you bleed inside. Heck, I think that you use so many drugs simply because you cannot handle your own gifts.

I forget things unintentionally, so forgetting them intentionally is easy. I'll go dancing, drink a lot and then slot someone comforting, I'll repeat for a few nights until I feel better. Afterall, I cannot vividly remember these images for THAT long, the memory would get numb. I was worried about you because I tried imagining myself in your shoes... What if I could not simply forget it? Though, what do I know? If you are fine, you are fine...

P.S - It is nice that you are back to your mean girl act, suits you better than being a whining bitch.

She replied to bnc "We are going to a distillery in Redmond, they have relatively good booze and a small restaurant. They fake almost all the big brands - taught me quite a bit about alcohol. It's called Daniel's "

She seemed even more amused when bnc asked for some Novacoke, perhaps anticipating that Slob would not go with it and educate her. Something about the way she asked it, seemed to be aiming for pity rather than for actually getting the drug. Perhaps it was fun to watch the young decker so much off balance.

[SquirrelDude]

"Sorry bnc, but you're talking to the wrong dude about where to score some novacoke. Most I could do is point you in the direction of where to find some dealers, but I couldn't tell you what they have, whether its any good, or how safe it is. Just rely on the booze."

Slobber did as Yael suggested, flashing a decent looking credstick. "One glass of Hurlg for everyone at the table, and then 2 glasses of whatever else they would like."

[Jack_Spade]

[ Spoiler ]

Mike and Flatline stay behind, Krestov is with you.

Kazuya replied to Slobber: <<Probably one that isn't raided by the police or gangsters. Hold on to your money for now, I'll prepare a laundry. And congratulations. I was getting worried since I wasn't hearing anything from you the last month.>>


The ride with the team's car was uneventfull - considering that they were crossing into Redmond. By now it had been a solid hour since the heist and the first news about a violent bank break in on Council Island had surfaced. So far no reports about blood magic got mentioned.

[SquirrelDude]

When the drinks arrived, Slobber raised his glass of Hurlg and waited for the others to raise a glass of whatever they wanted to drink. "A toast" Slobber caughed, both to clear his throat and to buy time so he could remember the few words that he'd prepared.

"We're at the shows end
"But a tear runs down my face
"Good and sad at once

Slobber clinked glasses with the rest of those sitting around the table. He took a sip of the Hurlg. It had been a while since he'd drank anything alcoholic, and he was starting off strong. He let the others either take a sip or down their glasses in one go. In the brief silence that it allotted he spoke again.

"That was my last job, I'm retiring."