Salted Wounds [IC], a Deep Black Sea game Options

[Volker]

bnc nods impressed. "thanks", she says somewhat plainly and, too, in English.
"I'd take breakfast at eleven. Need a good snooze."

[SquirrelDude]

"Thanks"

Sharkboy took a keycard for the room closest to the hallway entrance from the Troll and then asked "I trust there aren't any cameras in the rooms and certainly not the bathrooms?"

[Thanee]

Nova had to chuckle lightly, when Sharkboy asked about the cameras.

Sure, they have cameras. In the bathroom. What kind of messed-up joints are you used to stay in!? She kept her thoughts to herself, though.

"Thank you! We do not expect any trouble and we are certainly not here to cause any, so everything should be fine," Nova said reassuringly, while taking one of the keycards as well.

[Jack_Spade]

The troll nodded and smiled back: "All the better."
The rooms turned out to be clean, camera free and reasonably aired, considering that they didn't have windows.

[SquirrelDude]

Sharkboy entered his room alone, closed the door, dropped his bag, and celebrated being alone by taking off his mask for the first time in days.

"Thank frag."

[Luckace]

Wraith thanked the troll, grabbed one keycard and after a "Good night, everyone. ", the young mage retreated into his room, where he tossed his bag into a corner.
Phew. What a day.

[Gilga]

Anna feels disappointed for going along with that ridiculous shadowrunner hotel. She needs some rest, and her recent breakthrough on counterspelling needs some brushing. Once there she initially wants to seat in with her books but decides to go to the sauna/swimming instead. Somehow she seems to understand more when she experiences life rather than read mindblowing essays about mages and mundanes working together in perfect coordination.

As if she would ever have the discipline to be like that... She'll take some aspects of the material and then move on as if she always does. Integrating seemingly unrelated magical disciplines and personalizing them to her own. At any case, one of the benefits of following Chaos - is that nobody can tell her that going to the swimming pool is neglecting her talent. She has an excuse for anything!

[SquirrelDude]

As he began to adjust to taking off his mask, Christoph began to realize just how dirty and sore he was. He put on the hot water for a bath and reveled in getting out of his Berwick suit, his FFBA, releasing the sweat they'd trapped against him. As he fully submerged himself and happily exercised his gills, Danielson considered asking the hotel for some bags of ice, extra towels, plastic bags, and the other accouterments he usually had around for post-fight care. He decided it would be easier to just make sure his door was locked and numb the pain with a syringe of dopadrine instead.

[Luckace]

Haven sunken into a comfy chair, Wraith noticed that he was far from finding rest. There was just too much on his mind: The daring heists, meeting his old friend, his new teammates and the guilt of having sacrificed his spiritual companion Undiel - the day's excitement still dominated his thoughts. I need to clear my mind.
Wraith's first thought was to take a dose of zen and hopefully drift off into a dreamless slumber, but he knew better. Drugs could numb his mind, but not clear it. What he needed was fresh air, serenity and the lord's comfort.

He underwent a quick matrix-search for the nearest chapel (or any place where one could worship) and decided to go there to pray.
Only minutes after entering the cozy hotel room, Wraith left again and headed back out into the cold. His bike roared as he drove off into the night and returned roughly half an hour later.

[Volker]

bnc makes sure the door room is locked behind her, before she allows herself to lean against the door and inhale and exhale deeply. It was a hell of a night, more than she was up to. While James runs off to the next Spar market to buy a six-tray of Peach V and a six-tray of VAnanas, she pulls off her hoody and walks into the bathroom. I should repair my deck, she thinks, and for a moment there's a spark of hope that the task ahead would distract her, would keep her going.
But no, this wasn't urgent enough. It wouldn't occupy her mind.

The doorbell interrupts her. knock knock-knock-knock-knock knock knock knock. James.
"Du starrst dir seit 10 Minuten in den Spiegel, du förböveln freak", she tells herself, before she walks to the door, checks the security cam, and opens up for James.

[ Spoiler ]

"You've been staring at yourself in the mirror for 10 minutes, you damn freak."

"You guard the door, buddy", bnc tells James in English, out of habit, then grabs the booze. The first peachy is down, before she disappears in a (for any male standards) hellishly hot shower.

[Jack_Spade]

The next chappel was only five minutes away, barely necessary to use the bike. Luckace found himself in a beautifully maintained St. Mary chappel with a small pew and the icon behind sturdy metal bars.
It was quite peaceful inside, albeit very cold.

James had managed to gather all necessary supplies from a local auto-vending machine. The VAnanas was past it's best-before date but didn't taste any different than she remembered. The Peach V had a promotion on it: Hans Habicht's latest album of Après-Ski hits as a sim-sense recording.

Sharkboy found the small fridge with the minibar contained also a decent amount of ice. Combined with the wash cloths those would make a decent cold pack - but dopadrine worked too. What luck that he didn't need to keep his head above water to keep breathing...

Meanwhile Anna had found the small pool. It was barely long enough to swim three or four fast strokes before she had to turn around again - like a goldfish in a bowl. At least the water had the right temperature. When she came up, she looked at the figure of a lone elf in swimming trunks standing next to the pool, a towel held in his hands across his neck. He was well muscled and sported a blond mohawk.
He smiled when he noticed she noticed him. With quite a friendly tone he said:
"Tschuldigung, I hätt nett dacht so spat no so a netts madl am Pool z'treffa. Is da no a Platz fia mi in dera Wanna?"

[Thanee]

Nova had thought about going down to the swimming pool, but they were here to keep a low profile and she was not sure how mingling with some of the other guests would maintain that, especially considering that about half her body was made of metal. Inconspicuous was not exactly the term that would come to mind.

Instead, she settled for a nice, long bath in her room.

While the hot water was filling up the tub, Nova used the comm system to ask for an overnight cleaning service for her clothes. She had some spares in her backpack, a super revealing club dress with fitting high heels, a tracksuit, and some pretty casual stuff, jeans, long-sleeve t-shirt, and sneakers, the latter she would use in the meantime.

After the bath, she went through all her equipment and sorted and cleaned everything properly before putting it back in its place. She spent more time with the Ares Alpha they had looted from the warehouse overseer, since it was new to her.

[SquirrelDude]

[ Spoiler ]

Dopadrine Duration: 1d6 5x10: 50 minutes

At some point during his dopadrine bath, Christoph had to refill the tub with warm water. He couldn't really say when, and it hadn't been very efficient, as he'd lazily tried to manage it just using his feet without bringing his head back above water. When he finally got out after about an hour his body was properly pruned. Having gills and "shark skin" didn't make him a fish, after all. He took the opportunity to shave for the first time in days. The gills could make it a bit of a troublesome process, especially when he was coming down from a pain relief high. A few nicks were less annoying that the stubble rubbing against everything under the mask.

After shaving, Christoph admired himself in the mirror for a bit. The pruning and the lack of baby oil that he'd wear out to the ring as Sharkboy kept him from looking his absolute best, but there didn't appear to be any new scarring or injuries that would need to get covered up by ring-gear later. He took some water and soap and began to clean off his mask inside and out. He couldn't exactly take it to get dry cleaned, and it would smell worse if he didn't at least do this much.

As he exited the bathroom, Christoph knew he should put the mask back on, but he was going to be greedy with this time off. After watching a couple old Slade the Sniper episodes, he slipped into just a pair of sweat pants and used the comm system to make a couple requests.

"Good evening. This is room 4. I have a few requests

"First, if the kitchen is still open, I'd like to order some room service. A double order of Backhendl with a side of Spätzle and a cold bottle of Stiegl. Second, I have some clothes I'd like to get dry cleaned while we're here. One suit and some spandex. If possible, I'd prefer to use the dumbwaiter. Buzz me when I need to go pick something up.

"Finally, does this hotel happen to have some kind of gym on the property. Not one nearby, but one that is inside the building?"

[Gilga]

Anna's English is rudimentary but she appreciates good looks and has a weakness to elves like the rest of the populace. Though, her last lover is an Orc.
"Es ist ein öffentliches Pool" she says a bit hesitantly.

[ Spoiler ]

she has 6 intuition and 2 points of German, so she probably understands a bit.

[Jack_Spade]

Nova found the cleaning service as part of the secret hotel - including a special mention of blood removal.
Taking apart the Ares Alpha showed her, that it had been manufactured under license in Europe and was practically brand new. Wear and tear showed that the rifle had likely fired fewer than 400 rounds and the grenade launcher probably no more than low double digits. Some parts were definitely custom made - including the hand grip.


Sharkboy receives a swift reply:
"It will take a little while, but at least the beer will be delivered in a minute. Just put your laundry in the dumb waiter, I'll see to it.
As for a gymn, we have a small one adjacent to the sauna. Otherwise I can bring you some of my own weights and a bench", the troll replied.

Meanwhile, the elf had noticed Anna's accent and switched to English:
"I'll take that as a yes."
With casual ease, the elf tossed the towel to the nearby bench and slipped into the pool without causing any kind of splash.
"Servus, I'm called Splitterbruch, what's your name?"

[SquirrelDude]

"No need to rush the beer. I'd prefer if it came with the food.

"Thanks for the offer of the weights and bench, but the Sauna should be okay. I'm really just looking for a treadmill, elliptical or some other machine to keep my cardio in check so I don't get blown up."

Christoph gathered up his Mortimer of London Berwick Suit and FFBA before putting his on his mask and Sharkboy took them to the dumbwaiter.

[Luckace]

After twenty-something minutes, Wraith surrendered to the cold and made his way back to the welcome warmth of their hotel, looking forward to some late dinner and a good night's sleep.

[Volker]

bnc doesn't take care of either her damaged deck nor her spoiled clothing. For the rest of the evening, she locks herself up and stays offline. Three cans of PeachV, two cans of VAnanas, a chunk of golden mirror, a line of bananadust and a spliff of zen turn her brain enough into mush that she can finally find some restless sleep. The rest can wait.

[Gilga]

Anna replies "Anna, nice to meet you. Mr. Splitterbruch. " then she tries hard to suppress a grin as she realize the meaning of Splitterbruch, to be something kind of a splinter "That is not really your name handsome, is it?"

[Jack_Spade]

Splitterbruch laughed: "It's my street handle, baby, because it's what I got the first time I tried to punch out a security troll - splintered all my finger bones in my right hand. Don't look so shocked. You are a runner, aren't you? Why else would a mage and initate be in this hotel?"

He began to slowly float on his back: "The Adler is the best place around here if one of us wants to lay low for a few days."

[Gilga]

Anna giggles at the elf "You punched a troll? How did that happen?" . Shortly after she'll ask "So, you can see the type of talent I have? or have you background check me?"

[ Spoiler ]

(she'll buy 3 hits)

[Jack_Spade]

"A talent for astral perception and just enough chrome not to lose it completely." The man grinned. "You can do a lot of things without actually being an adept or a mage.
The troll thing happened years ago when I was younger, dumber and less augmented. I'm just enjoying a few days of rest after a job in Germany. It's always nice to come here and enjoy the safety.
So, who is your sponsor? Abdecker or Lilith?"

[Gilga]

Anna assenses the man, and asks "So you could punch a troll right now? " clearly impressed. She adds "Safety is boring... I wanted to do some sightseeing, friends picked this option instead. I am sort of on 'the big trip' after school. I am into exploring and experiencing and stuff." she explains.

(Anna will buy 3 hits in assensing).

[Jack_Spade]

Splitterbruch sported several augmentations visible on the astral: His bones had been reinforced as had his hands. A particular cluster along his spine indicated that he also had augmented reflexes as well as something that suffused his complete body. He had told the truth about magic: There was only the tiniest amount of magic left, but it had been enough for him to master a weapon focus in the form of a very subtle tatoo on his right palm. Otherwise, he was perfectly healthy, a quick healer even, and a naturally gifted martial artist.
"A world tour with your team? Well, that's surely something. But say, if you are looking for excitement... I have a perfectly exciting experience for you up in my room." The runner grined and winked in a very wolfish way.

[Gilga]

Anna returns a lustful look, she is so very charged from the heist and yearns release, and he is a passionate and augmented elf. "Come closer," she says and looks the man in the eyes. "Be gentle with me" she says.