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[Neophyte Overlor...]

2326 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

Finally. Now that the others have agreed we can get to the meat of the run.

As Mr. Fan moves to leave Durin sits up.
"Yes, do stay a bit longer Mr. Fan."

Durin then turns to address Lady Chen,
"How’s about you reveal the info on that chip lassie?"

[Shev]

2327 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7


Avalanche nods in agreement. "If you don't mind, Mr. Fan, I would also like to have you present while we go over the information provided."

Avalanche looks expectantly at Lady Cheng.

[Kurukami]

2327 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

"Just a moment..." Cheng slotted the chip into the p-sec, tapped a few keys, and (after a brief virus-scan) quickly copied the data into a blank directory in the secretary's optical memory. A quick series of tapped commands brought up the relevant copied files, and Cheng examined them briefly to see what information Mr. Fan had provided to them. With a wry half-smile, she commented, "Interesting."

"What? What's interesting?" demanded one of the others.

Before replying, she slipped the chip out of the p-sec and passed the micro-computer to the dwarf. "Well, see for yourself."

[WinterRat1]

2340 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

After a few minutes, each member of the group had scanned the relevant data. Mr. Fan’s data was brief and to the point, but reasonably complete nonetheless. A summary of the file revealed the following information.

Subject: Alexander Wong
Height: 5’11
Weight: 190 lbs
Metatype: Elf
Nationality: Mandarin Chinese
Birthdate: 3-26-2040

A picture of him shows a fairly handsome, well built male elf, with slightly long, floppy black hair in the style typically favored by Asian ‘j-pop’ stars and dark brown eyes. In the picture he is smiling and holding the hand of a little girl next to him. They’re both making slightly silly faces and holding an ice cream cone in their free hands. The caption on the picture is labeled “Target and his sister.”

Underneath the photo of the target in the file is a brief description, complete with picture, of the place Alexander is being held. Apparently this photo was taken from a brochure, because there is a smiling group of metahumans standing and waving in front of a sign labeled, “Redwood County Center for the Protection, Education, and Relocation of Metahumans.” If it wasn’t taken from a brochure or propaganda piece, then the metahumans in the picture really are happy to be at the center. All a matter of opinion…

The file goes on to place the center about 45 miles north of the city of San Francisco proper. It also notes that there is approximately a platoon sized force of Imperial Marines assigned to the camp, which is five blocks by five blocks, and is entirely contained within fences and guard towers, ostensibly to ‘protect’ the metahumans from rampaging human mobs. The camp was officially opened about three weeks ago, and almost daily 'deliveries' of metahumans are made, making an accurate popluation count difficult, if not impossible.

Supposedly, there is a metahuman-run government within the camp, with human ‘advisors and support personnel’ to ‘assist’ the metahumans in their education and adaptation to ‘normal’ society. The entire place is supposedly self-sufficient, with business districts and everything. A nice, happy little enclave for all the happy little metahumans.

After finishing their examination of the data, one by one, each of the members of the group looked up at each other, waiting for everyone else to finish.

[paul_HArkonen]

2344 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

After everyone has finished reading Blaze looks around at them. "Well now don't they all look happy, some how I doubt that anyone there is as happy as that. We're looking at an Imperial platoon we may be in for a difficult time taking out the entire camp." pausing to think to himself However I will do anything I can to eliminate this concentration camp and protect our team, and the people inside. "I have to ask because I just don't know about our team's strengths, are any of you demolitions experts, or even demolitions amateurs?" In his mind Blaze was already beginning to form a rudimentary plan and was taking stock of his options.

[Sedna]

2345 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

"I have a feeling demolitions amateurs might not remain such for long," said Alleycat quietly, drawing on the cigarette, exhaling a soft wisp of smoke. She had taken only a brief glance at the optical reader. "Blowing up such a place, by itself, would not generally be adequate to render the camp ‘inoperative’ and prevent it from being used for this purpose in the future." Unknowingly, her voice had taken on almost the exact tonality with which the words had been said previously. "Still, such skills have a way of arising when they are needed, and can be discussed at a later time.

"What I would wish to know now is more about what you yourself know of this person, Mr. Fan. Not how tall they are or what race, but what they are like, what you remember of them personally."

She shrugged. "If, that is, it is of any importance to you that this person's extraction be made with the minimum amount of psychological trauma to them?"

[WinterRat1]

2345 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

Mr. Fan looks at Alleycat strangely. "I have never met your target. I am simply contracted to arrange for his escape and safe return. However, it would be my presumption that all due care should be taken to ensure his safe return with a minimum of trauma to him. After all, it would seem to be fairly redundant to preserve his physical health at the expense of his mental and emotional health, would it not?"

[paul_HArkonen]

2346 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

Exuding a calm emotion of caring Blaze continues on, undaunted by Alleycat's gruf dismisal of his question, "Mr. Fan, perhaps a better question, if you know that is, is how much emotional trauma has the target experianced in the past? I just mean if this person has seen as much pain and such as I and my fellow runners likely have then emotional damage is not nearly as big a concern, however, if he is a total civilian what we take for granted might create permanent damage." And that is something I will not allow to happen to this person, any more than has already been done at this camp.

[Shev]

2346 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

"What I would like to know, Mr. Fan, is if the target's sister is at the camp in question. If so, the target may not be willing to leave without her, and things become...complex." Avalanche studies Mr. Fan's face intently, waiting for a reply.

[Sedna]

2346 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

I have never met your target. I am simply contracted to arrange for his escape and safe return.

Truth or not? Or, as so many times, a half-truth, appearance concealing full disclosure? There was something else there, she'd stake her life on it, she would be staking her life on it: but it was beyond her, here and now, to tease it out.

And that other one, with the tinge of violence, he thought she'd rebuffed him: but at least he had shifted his line of questioning. We've all accepted. For better or for worse, we're stuck with each other until this is done. We'll talk through our abilities later, but I'd rather not give this Johnson any more information than I absolutely have to.

She shifts back on the chair, cigarette held loosely in her hand, still poised, still accepting. At least one other person in the room will pick up the small spot of nerves behind the tight focus ... although she hopes it won't be Mr. Fan. She's gone as far as she dares. All she can do now is watch, and listen, and observe, and try to learn from reactions to the others' questions.

[WinterRat1]

2348 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

Looking at Blaze, Mr. Fan calmly answers, "He is a total civilian, as you can see from his file. He graduated only a year or two ago, and I believe has zero exposure to the kind of life that is led by those present."

Sipping his tea, he returns Avalanche's gaze calmly, easily. "To my knowledge, his sister is not present at the camp. Whether she is or not, your contract is for the target. Of course, his sister, if she is there, will fall under the secondary objectives. But she is not your direct concern. However you feel it is necessary, you are authorized to use your professional judgment to get him out and back to Seattle, regardless of the extraneous circumstances that may be present."

Slowly drawing his gaze across the assembled team, his glance seems to linger, just for an extra second or so, on Alleycat. Then the moment passes, and he smoothly addresses the group, "Is there any further assistance I can give you?"

Did he look at me just a little longer? Or am I just being paranoid? This guy's definitely been around the block, I'd put money on it. He's smooth, too smooth. What's he up to? Or is he really just this professional? So many questions, so few answers... Alleycat's thoughts ran through her mind, before shaking herself out of questioning mode and back to observing.

[Shev]

2348 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

To his knowledge, hmm? Why does that worry me... Avalanche shrugged the feeling off. Never trust the J, but don't just assume he's wrong either. Maybe his sister really IS at another camp. Hopefully, he won't demand that we find her...

"Well Mr. Fan, I think that's about all the questions that I have at least." Avalanche looks around at the rest of the group.

[Digital Heroin]

Listening to the way Mr. Fan describes the issue of the target's sister possibly being in the camp, he can't help but have a thought roll through his head. This sounds almost like an extraction, rather than a rescue mission. Something about that doesn't sit too well with him. Sounds like they may be delivering the man into worse hands than he's in right now, but he's not voicing the concern, in fact he's rather quiet.

[WinterRat1]

2350 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

Rising to his feet, Mr. Fan nods graciously. "It seems there are no more questions. Very well, I will take my leave now. Good luck to you in your endeavors."

He quickly exits, leaving the five members of the group to sit, get to know each other, and figure out where to go from here.

[Sedna]

2351 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

"Somewhere else, perhaps?" Alleycat finishes the cigarette, letting the ashes trickle onto the floor, and stubs it out against the table. "This place makes my skin crawl."

[Shev]

2350 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7


Avalanche shrugs. "All I need is some good food right now. I'm starving, and I seem to have missed out on the refreshments. I know a good place to talk biz that has a decent grill."

[paul_HArkonen]

2350 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

Blaze nods, "I'm good with that, if you give us the address we can meet there in like an hour or so."

[Sedna]

2350 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

"Works."

[Neophyte Overlor...]

2350 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

Durin watches the table scorch and the last curl of smoke rise from the elf's cigarette. Not exactly a stereotypical green elf here.

"An hour dependent on the distance, that is."

He extends his hand toward Lady Cheng.

"Oh and the name's Durin, I'll be your dwarf for this run," he says with a half chuckle.

[Kurukami]

2350 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

Cheng gifted Durin with a warm smile in response as she shook his hand. "I'm called Cheng. It's a pleasure to meet you." She reached past the stubbed-out butt to retrieve her p-sec from the table and looked over at Avalanche.

"So. What's this place you're proposing?"

[paul_HArkonen]

2351 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

Looking directly at Alleycat as he speaks, Blaze replies in a tone that says he means no offense to the dwarf, "I believe that introductions and skill overviews can wait till we reach the new site. Otherwise this might be a long night." as he speaks Blaze continues thinking to himself Perhaps this woman is not as green as her aura suggests, or perhaps I just had it coming, its been a while and I did jump the gun there.

[Shev]

Avalanche raises his eyebrow at Durin. "I know my albinism makes me rather tall for my metatype, but I'm suprised you didn't realize you won't be the only halfer here."

Standing up to his full height of 5'3", he looks at Lady Cheng. "The name of the place is Blink's Bar. I'm on good terms with the owner. We can get a meal and a nice, quiet back room. It's near the Redmond Barrens, but not too close. It's on the corner of 45th St. and Earst Ave. Oh, you can call me Avalanche. Pleasure to mee you, Miss Cheng."

[paul_HArkonen]

2351 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7
Blaze just shrugs, "Oh well, Name's Blaze" looking away from Alleycat and towards Lady Cheng, "And it looks like we've elected you to be the head of our little group." pausing just slightly to let the slight sarcasm seep in Blaze continues on, "I'll meet you guys at Blink's likely outside till you show up Avalanche."

With that Blaze stands up to head out of the club. 30K, that's enough to finance a small run, although I'll need Max to get in contact with some of his people. After this run I can rescue Melissa and get back to my quest. Leopard please help me in this noble endever.

[Sedna]

2352 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7

"Please wait?" Alleycat unfolds herself quickly to move after Blaze, but when he turns she half freezes, reaction to the sheer suddenness of his movement; and slowly takes a half step back, her hands slightly away from her sides and open. "I do not know this part of the city. May I go with you?"

[Shev]

2353 January 4, 2063 - Paradigm Shift, Room 7


"If anyone else needs a ride, I have a bit of room in my excuse for a car. Otherwise, I'll meet you all outside Blink's."

Avalanche starts to head out the door and down the stairs to retrieve his weapons and leave.