IC: Striding the Soul's Edge Options

[Joker9125]

"Nah Ill be ok ill just meet yall at your place "

With that Diesel puts on his microtansmitter and accessories grabs his pocket PC and Crates his weapons locker and ammo bags to his Nomad and Heads to the stuffershack and picks up 12 soyburgers and 12 soykaff for 27 :nuyen: and heads to Moe's

When he arrives Diesel greets everyone and plops the bag and drinks from the stuffershack on the table.

In a sarcastic tone "Dont think I got this stuff cause o you Nameless I just picked it up cause I knew none of you good fer nothings would get Iblis here anything." He gives Iblis a big tusky smile.

"So we bout ready to go?"

[WinterRat1]

Nameless calls Steel while enroute to the party girls' house and says, "Change of plans. Meet at the girls' house first. Jake wants to plan things out first. See you there."

When Diesel walks in, Nameless just gives him a patronizing (in a joking way) smirk and helps himself to the food. "Thanks for the food chummer. I'll get it next time, chip truth." He ignores the middle finger that comes popping up and tries to keep a straight face. "Although I wonder if you got enough for you and Iblis."

[Medesha]

"Got it," Steel replies, and turns her bike to the girls' house.

Upon arrival, she parks the bike outside and strolls in, dressed to the nines as always. Steel never goes anywhere looking less than perfect. Tonight she's chosen the electric-blue blouse with lace at the cuffs and throat, and black leather pants. "Evening, all," she drawls as she steps inside.

[Buddha72]

"Hey all!" Iblis's voice carries from the living room. The interior looks like a drag queen exploded in it, from the faux-fur covered fridge to the assortment of gaudy print bean bags. "Just waiting for J-J to arrive."

[BishopMcQ]

Accessing the Pocket Sec at a red light, Jake realizes that the e-mail with Iblis's details hasn't arrived yet. Jake shoves the PDA in to his inner pocket on the jacket. The phone dials as he kicks the bike into gear and rolls back into traffic.

"Hey love-bunny, do we have food or am I stopping somewhere on the way?"

As Iblis describes the fare laid out by Diesel, Jake arranges to stop and get thai food from the place on the corner. With hot noodles in hand, Jake strolls into the house. He puts one order in the fridge, attaching a screaming yellow post-it to it, and walks into the living room. Jake hands a box of noodles to Iblis and sits down opposite her with his own box.

"Alright folks, it is 1100, our meet is in 11 hours. Let's get some info from our eyes and ears and we can get down to business. First off, anyone know who Vinnie is or what has been going on in the docks?"

This post has been edited by McQuillan: May 26 2004, 04:51 AM

[Panzergeist]

Loki has a question. "Exactly how close to the water is this meeting place? If it's really close, I could swim up and look inside with a clairvoyance spell, or listen inside with clairaudience.

[Blitz]

:: Grabbing a nuk-em-burger and soykaff, Moe slings her backpack over her shoulder and jabs a thumb at the door. ::

"D...we're on. Moun' up, we leave in 2."

:: With that, she disappears out the door and jogs over to the garage. Technically it will take 5 min to setup the condor and another 2 to get ready to actually leave, but knowing the big troll, Moe will still be ready before he shows his face in the garage. ::

[Medesha]

Steel, leaning casually against the wall with her arms crossed, grins at the mention of Vinnie.

"Yeah...I know him. I've worked for him in the past. He's never steered me wrong before, for what it's worth. He's a loud-mouthed little Italian with a propensity for patronizing nicknames." She grimaces. "Such as 'babe'. He sometimes gets a little - ah - worked up at my methods, but I suppose I trust him as much as anyone trusts anyone these days."

[Joker9125]

"Aight gimme a sec to grab my things"

Diesel eats one last soyburger whole then moves his guns from his car to Moes and takes a seat.

"ready when you are"

[WinterRat1]

Nameless is slouched slighly in one of the bean bag chairs that decorates the room, his long coat running over the sides of it. Glancing at Steel, he asks, "Anything we should know or be particularly concerned with where this guy's involved?"

Turning back to the others, he adds, "For that matter, if the Mafia and the Yaks are involved, there's probably almost certainly some nasty stuff waiting to go down. Think we should scope out that scene a little more?"

[Medesha]

Steel shrugs at the question. "He's Italian, and he sends me against the Yaks a lot. I think that speaks to Mob ties. He's never set me up and he always pays in full and on time." She grins. "What more does a girl need to know?"

[BishopMcQ]

Swallowing his last bite, Jake looks at Nameless.

"I can call some people to see what they know. But as we all know, a friend of a friend can lead to distortion in the info. I'd say to have people canvas their street and syndicate contacts, see what we can dig up. By the time we've finished with our calls, Moe should have the pictures we need. After we get that info, we can send Loki to scan the astral space and examine any wards that we might be facing."

Jake stands up, takes his jacket off and hangs it on the back of his chair.

"Let's get to work unless there are further questions. Iblis can you run through the recent newsfeeds for any public activities between the Yaks and the Mafia--especially the Bigios. "

[Blitz]

:: Moe smiles at D as she straps into her seat in the Van. As she attaches her RC Deck to the port next to her seat, she straps the 5 point harness into place. With a thought, the van's systems hum into life and the video displays blink on showing the view in all 4 directions as well as a Thermographic view of the front and rear. ::

:: Her body becomes limp as the van pulls out into the midday sun. The drive is a pleasant, yet disorientating experience with the lack of actual windows. As they approach the area for the meet, Moe slips the bulky van into a quiet alley and the read gate opens to release the tiny airship carrying one mean looking rifle in a clever set of machinery underneath the soft balloon. As it floats up into the sky, the top 4 vids in the van switch to the sensor feeds coming off the Condor as it begins it's lazy figure eight, just high enough to be nearly indistinguishable from the ground. ::

[Joker9125]

When the van stops Diesel puts his autocannon, grenade launcher, and rocket launcher on the floor and rechecks the loaders before slipping a belt of ammo into the AC then setting up the hip bracing system and strap. Now he Slaps a clip of concussion grenades into the grenade launcher and puts a rocket in the launcher.

After his guns are set up diesel takes a seat and begins watching the viedo feed.

[Blitz]

:: Allowing the sensors to feed directly into the video displays, Moe removes herself from the network and takes a look at Diesel's armory. One eyebrow shoots up as she blinks at the heavy munitions. ::

"Whoa, D...expecting a couple of Dragons to the meet?"

[Buddha72]

Iblis crawls over and retrieves her backpack, unfolding it into her mobile decking platform. "I will look into boss man." She plugs into her deck and the screen flickers to life. Her icon hangs in the virtual enviroment. She opens a doorway with a gesture and flys out into the matrix. You can see the area around warps and conforms to the same icongraphy as the deck. "I'll be in here awhile, but you can talk with me through the deck." Her voice comes from a small speaker unit near the deck.

[Joker9125]

::supressing a grin::

"At this point ive come to expect anything"

[BishopMcQ]

"Thanks Iblis."

Jake straightens and connecting his pock-sec to his ear phone, speed dials Fixx.

"Hey, it's me. How'd everything go last night?"

So as not to distract anyone else in the room, Jake heads out the side door to stand on the driveway during his phone call.

[WinterRat1]

Since everyone else seems to have a lead, Nameless calls Johnny Li. Unfortunately, he isn't home, but that's par for the course with him. Undaunted, Nameless leaves a brief message. "It's me. You know anything that's been going down with the Mafia and and the Yakuza? Heard it's getting a bit nasty out there. Drop me a line, let me know what's going on. Thanks."

[Fenris]

Iblis - You trail back over the last few months to try and get a good idea of the events leading up, and are easily able to trace the strings of events through the screamsheets and the police reports.

The war has been building, with a series of escalating strikes from both sides leading up to a fire just two days ago on the docks that burned a known Mafia warehouse to the ground. The strikes started as standard organized crime stuff, but shifted rapidly to include strikes on personnel, business locations, asset storage and shipment, and family members. A few scattered reports out of China town indicate that the Oriental crime families may be forming treaties and alliances to deal with the Italian threat once and for all.

Nameless - You receive a return message within half an hour. "Things are heating up on the streets. Word coming through the ranks is that there's some big meeting next month between the heads of the Triad and the Yakuza. In between them and whatever they want is not a good place to be."

Moe and Diesel - As you slip through the midday traffic, there's a change in pace as you near the docks, the commuter cars giving way to loaded semi's stretching down the lanes, some carrying two or three trailers. Visuals on the office fit perfectly in the with the description you've already gotten, a simple office in a row of similar offices, most owned by various shipping and transportation companies.

[Panzergeist]

Loki is anxxious to go do something. "So, who's up for scouting out the meeting place? Anyone wanna go with me?"

[WinterRat1]

Nameless looks over at Loki. "I think Jake wants us to stay put until we get the pics from Moe. You may want to ask him what he's got in mind first."

Thinking a little further, he decides to call a hitman friend of his and see what's been shaking, particularly if there's been an increase in work for Mob or Yak targets.

Going off to one side, he dials up (the hitman) and says, "Hey, just wondering if you could tell me what the job market's been like for guys in our line of work lately. Particularly in regards to Mob or Yak employers or targets. You got any info on any trends that might be taking place?"

"Why? You interested in taking a job?"

"No, but it's related to something I'm working on. If you hear something juicy though, give me a ring, you never know, I might be able to squeeze it in."

"All right, I'll get back to you. And yeah, if I hear anything about a job, I'll keep you posted."

Nodding, Nameless hangs up and continues to wait for everyone else to finish their tasks, helping himself to some more food in the process. Better eat it before Iblis and Diesel get rolling or there won't be any left. That thought in mind, he sets to eating with a purpose.

[Fenris]

3:00pm, April 5th, 2064

Jake: "Everything went as planned. Are you on track?"

Diesel: You're scanning the images flashing across the screen in Moe's van, and you can't see anything out of the ordinary.

Moe: Your scan over the area gives you a complete layout. The most interesting thing you notice is that the apparent office address you've been getting stands out. The thermal signatures and ultrasound don't register as well. There seems to be some sort of dampening or insulation, just specifically on that one office.

[Panzergeist]

Loki eats like a pig, chatting telepathically with Katie as he does so.

[Blitz]

:: Moe spends a bit of time compiling the data into a nice data packet before calling up Jake. ::

"Heya JJ...got tha vids on tha place. Looks like tha buildin' i'self is insulated which makes detailed info impossible wi'out going active on tha sensors, 'nd I'd rather not hang a sign on mah door if ya get my meanin'. Stand by for tha data transfer."