IC: Striding the Soul's Edge Options

[Fenris]

"Comes with the marker, toots."

[Medesha]

"Thanks, Vinnie. What would I do without you?" Without waiting for a reply, Steel hangs up and nods to Ibs. "Vinnie's willing to sell us the marker for 10k, along with anything you could possibly want to know about the man in question."

[Buddha72]

Iblis smiles sweetly and reaches into her concealed holsters. "Well, I have Mr. Bang-Bang." With that she places the two heavily modified heavy pistols on the ground. She pulls back her sleeves revealing two more concealed holsters. "Then there's Bang-Bang Junior." With a deft twist the two modified light pistols pop into her hands and she places them next to the other guns. She turns and digs into her bag and pulls out a machine pistol. "Of course, if things get more annoying than I like I have Mama Bang right now to ease the tension." She tosses the machine pistol back in the bag. "I have a few other up close and nasty surprises if it goes that way." With a raised eyebrow. "Or where you referring to something else?"

[WinterRat1]

Nameless shakes his head. "Nope, that's it. Although I've been wondering about this for awhile. Is there a Papa Bang? Just curious." He smiles and shrugs, then turns to them both.

"How are you two planning on sneaking in? Raw skills, or you got some tricks of the trade I might want to know about? I'm planning on coming up with some disguises for us to buy some time if we're spotted, but if you're packing ruthenium or something, I won't waste my time."

[Medesha]

"Pure skill," Steel says with a smile, "but disguises are definitely a good thing, just in case."

[Blitz]

:: Moe raises her hand. ::

"I've go' rhutheniums, so Im covered."

[Buddha72]

Iblis replies right after Moe. "I was going to do both."

[WinterRat1]

Nameless looks over at Moe.

"So I assume you're also volunteering for the stealth team then?"

[Joker9125]

"Well It looks like all of you gots a way inta boat but what about me? Are we gonna wrap me in rhuthenium and sneak me in? Or is the big boss man gonna work his mojo and get me in that way?"

[BishopMcQ]

"I can cover you up until I go astral to take out their spirit. The insertion team will need to either enter the boat before I do that or wait until I'm back in my body. The easier solution would be to have Loki summon up my spirit support group before we go, and he should have plenty of time to be get rested and sustain the invis spell on you, while I'm out of my body."

[WinterRat1]

"OK then. So what do we need to do between now and then boss? I'll start getting uniforms ready for the stealth team. I count myself, Moe, Iblis, and Steel. Did I miss anyone?"

Nameless looks around for responses.

[BishopMcQ]

"I need Steel to go down to Vinnie's and buy the marker and get the info we have on him. Moe needs to get in touch with Schnell about the boat and how we are arranging to get out there. Diesel is locating the grenades to neutralize the guards in case the ventilation plan doesn't work. Iblis is going to get control of the boat tonight during its uplink to the satellite system. Nameless, I need you to get to work on the disguises and when we have the info on the second officer, you and Loki will do some recon work to see what we can exploit. I'm going to need to memorize this map so that I will be able to navigate around the boat astrally and not lose track of everything. Unlike in buildings, the boat will constantly be moving the location of my body and I really don't want to lose that.

"Everybody has their assignments, get to work. Keep in touch with me if you need anything. I'll serve as the operator until we get back on comms. Nameless if you can foot the bill, I can give a call to see if we can get some ruthenium in your size."

Jake finishes passing out marching orders and starts opening cabinets to find where the coffee beans are hidden, before grinding them in the plaid contraption and adding the powdered gift of the gods to the zebra striped machine. He takes down the green cup that says "Innocent bystander" and waits for the coffee to finish brewing.

[Medesha]

Steel nods. "I'm on it. The marker's ten thousand." She tilts her head, biting her lip, then shakes her head. "Hell let's call it fifteen hundred each and I'll pick up the slack."

She grabs her duster and pauses by the door, hand outstretched. "Pony up and I'll be back asap."

[BishopMcQ]

Jake still having the payment for this job, hands over 10k.

[WinterRat1]

Nameless walks over to Jake while he's waiting for the coffee.

"Hey Bossman, what you thinkin about this one? You got any feelings one way or another just yet?"

While he's waiting for the response, he starts sketching out some ideas for disguises and playing around with different uniform ideas.

Before Jake can answer, he adds, "Oh yeah, and I can't foot for the ruthenium. Too expensive man." He shakes his head. "Gonna have to go straight skills for this one." Grinning, he adds, "Not like that's anything new. I figure, I made it this long, I can make it a little longer. I'll put that stuff on my shopping list. I'll get working on the disguises in a nanosec, I just wanted to hear your thoughts first."

He looks over at Jake.

[BishopMcQ]

"I'm hoping that Iblis will be able to let us know more about the ship when she does her snooping or that the second mate can give us the inside track. As long as we don't try to hurt the civilians and focus on the sec-team, we won't have horrible odds against us. I think the uniforms should be simple solid color coveralls--let's get the second mate on the phone once we have the marker, hopefully that'll give us a glimpse of what you're aiming for."

[WinterRat1]

"Gotcha boss." Nameless starts working on the uniforms. He'll put the finishing touches on when they talk to the second mate.

[Medesha]

Steel heads off into the night to pick up said marker.

[Joker9125]

Diesel heads off to the other room to give Earl a call

After the usuial 20 to 30 rings an answering machine finally picks up and Diesel leaves the usuial type of message

"Hey you mother fragger you really should stat answering you phone you might have a customer once and awhile. I need about 24 Neurostun grenades either today or tomorrow. Let me know if ya can get em."

[BishopMcQ]

A fresh cup of coffee later, Jake sits down on the couch and begins memorizing the layout of the boat. While his body seems relaxed, Jake's eyes show the intensity of his attention.

Time to study and wait for things to come.

[Blitz]

:: Moe nods and grabs a couple of the hideous poptart nasties before heading back out to her van. Pausing in the door, she smiles as she watches the team settle into their groove. It kinda reminded her of home a bit, but those memories never end well. Her smile fades slightly, but she shakes her head unconsciously and slips out to her home away from home. ::

:: Shortly, the rumble of the van can be heard before it fades in the distance. She plugs in a preprogramed route to take her to Bull's pad as she leans back in her chair and dials the number they've been given for Schnell. ::

"'ello mate! Niame's Moe, Vinnie gave us ya numba. Said ya could 'elp wif a li''le job ou' on'da big scary ocean..."

[Fenris]

Tuesday, April 6th, 2064 - 1:00pm

Moe - The voice that comes back on the phone is very American, despite the german handle.

"Vinnie mentioned you might be calling. Why don't you send someone down to the docks to talk details? I'm at the Clear Skies Smooth Seas yacht club, on 54th, slip 43."

Steel - Downtown traffic is a slitch, and you spend a good two hours cutting lanes in between aggravated commuters and truckers crowded the highway. The visit with Vinnie is brief, more an exchange of chips, and his attention is completely captured by the other guy he's talking with. Talk, sporting an expensive suit, and no neck. Vinnie also appears to be sweating, even more then expected for the humid dock air. Once you get back to Ib's, you check the disk and get a name, Victor Gregory. 1 wife, 3 kids, all live in Vladivostock. He's into the family, or rather, into you now for 10k of bad gambling debts. There's an LTG number attached.

Diesel - Earl calls back within an hour or so.

"Four days, you lunk, no sooner. And I'd pick up my phone more often if people like you didn't call." Loving and appreciative as always, that Earl.

[Blitz]

:: Moe grins at the phone, though there's no video output. ::

"On ma'way luv!"

:: Speeding through the traffic, she maneuvers through the lanes with the deftness of a butterfly, always seeking the path of least resistence. Her expertise isn't know to the commuters around her however, and she gets her fair share of honking horns and angry shouts. ::

[Joker9125]

"Then dont worry about it then Diesel says as he hangs up the phone"

Diesel then walks over to Jake and says

"Sorry boss man it looks like the neurostun grenades are outta the question Earl caint get em for a good 4 days."

[BishopMcQ]

Jake stirs out of his reverie at the sound of his name and looks up at his mega-sized associate.

"Alright, I'll see if Steel can add a few to our order with Vinnie since he's providing the rest of the neurostun for us."

Jake extends his hand to Diesel and is almost bodily lifted off the couch. He moves into the kitchen where Steel and Iblis are looking over the data from the marker. He notes the address in Vladivostock as it scrolls past on the flat screen and sighs lightly.

"Thanks for getting that for us, hon." Jake rests his hand on Steel's shoulder. "Would it be possible for me to ask one more favor? Diesel's contact can't get the gas grenades--would it be possible for you to call Vinnie and try to add it to our order for the neurostun that he said he'd have ready in the morning?"

The Italian swordsman looks pensive as lays further tasks upon a team that has already been given several during the legwork part of their run.