IC: Bounty Hunt, Tag em, Snag em, Take em Downtown. Options

[BishopMcQ]

"Nothing yet. I sent a message to Koji to see what he can scavenge in the matrix. I could give The Suit a call, but this doesn't seem to be his area."

Sydney extends her hand across the table.

"He'll understand in time, and Dan is still around. I will never find out how Etienne would have taken my change."

[gobogen]

In the afternoon, Jaws browses online libraries to make sure his knowledge of past vampires and present day HMHVV infected metahumans is up to date and accurate. He also rereads his notes about the first vampire he destroyed, with the help of Grizzly.

"Damn vampires... I hope there was a cure to the virus..." he grumbles while on the matrix.

[Shadow]

"I'm sorry Sydney, here I am wheeping in my cocco and I should be the one being strong. Damn sometimes I wonder if Haley didn't just change my skin. I don't even feel like me anymore."

[BishopMcQ]

"Sahara, you don't have to be strong, just be you. She changed a lot of us, made us who we were meant to be I think. Now, now we just have to understand what that is. C'mon, let's get moving, we can stroll down the lost trail of could've would've after Shark is found."

Rising, Sydney offers her hand to her friend and leads her out of the coffeehouse. Back on the street, the cold wind blows through her hair, stripping away the remorse and sadness that she didn't have time to feel quite yet.

"What do you think about a car? Something with a strong heater and snow tires, your bike just isn't meant for winters in Seattle."

The corporate-trained woman draws gloves over her manicured claws and then hails a taxi.

"Nissan dealership on Adams, please."

Looking wouldn't hurt anything...

[Sphynx]

Grizzly takes a couple of breaks as he continues to keep a stakeout on the Alley, hitting the local burger joint a few times for a burger or 5. He's always hungry when he's either nervous or calm. Finding a place where he can easily look down the alley, Grizzly gives Jaws a quick ring (Transducer/PocketSecretary). Finding the line busy, he leaves a message.

"Jaws, have the team meet up at <insert address of building>, roof top when it's time. Make sure to find a stealthy approach that doesn't require going up either street of that intersection. There's a very interesting view here from the Astral, I think we hit paydirt. Also, might wanna check to see what other people are possible victims, we can milk this out a bit for some extra cash if we do this right. I'm betting there's going to be more than one reward for missing persons that could come our way, in addition to gratuity for resolving any bizzare deaths that were related, of course. Anyhows, see you tonight, Grizzly out."

[paul_HArkonen]

Collecting his various materials Gun suits up in his Sec armor. Placing the Helmet, his AK, with the clip removed, and safety on, along with three extra clips. Laying his MonoSword on top he works hard at it, but is able to zip the pack up. reaching over he grabs a Heavy overcoat, a standard one used by the average wageslave in a suit, and buttons it up overtop of the Armor. It is a tight fit, but he is able to get it closed, and likely won't look quite like an armored thug. Picking up his "briefcase" he walks outside, and Hails down a taxi, making sure that his Cell phone is on, and that his Psec is in his pocket. "<Inerst building Address> please".

[Ecclesiastes]

The cabbie looks at Gun in the rear veiw mirror and gives a nod. "Sure thang pal."

The cab pulls away and heads through the city.

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Several minutes pass and the cabbie pulls over next to a street vender. "Hey, give me a sec, I haven't had anything to eat all day and we still got about 15 minutes give or take traffic."

He hops out of the cab and heads over to the venders, where he stands in line behind several people. The line includes a few bussiness men, a street punk, and a few Lone Star in uniform.

[Ecclesiastes]

Darien

You're search through the web of telcom companies seems to stretch for days. The digital spiderweb of LTGs, pagers, phones, and matrix connections goes on forever. Finally, you find it... After digging through the trash for a few hours, you find the shreaded remains of a document. After peicing it back together, you see it is a delete order for the two phones. You dig around and find where the order came from. A user in Germany sent the order through.

[Whizbang]

The search took a long time, but with Spiderman offering the occasional bit of advice and running some searches of his own, they were narrowing the possiblities down. Darien was just starting to get frustrated when one of his querys came back positive. "Bingo."

"What did you get?"

"A delete order. From someone in Germany...home sweet home."

"Tracing it?"

"Of course." Darien laid out another pattern. As he completed it, the trace was sent out. "And now we wait."

[Ecclesiastes]

The trace takes you to Germany, where you spot a bounce to New York. Following that one bounces to Japan, and then... back to a host in Seattle.

[Whizbang]

Boing....boing...boing...apparently someone didn't want them doing just what they were doing. So of course Darien was going to follow it up. Moving on to their latest destination, he set about looking around for a new trail to follow.

[Ecclesiastes]

You sniff out the data trail to a box. When activating it, you are answered with, "Hey, you've got Jacks. Leave a message and I'll get back to ya."

[Ecclesiastes]

Darien

When you finish up, you have a message waiting from your sister. "Hey bro, its me. I did a little digging on this Shark character. Didn't turn up much beyond comments on how good he is. Watch your back."

[Whizbang]

Reading over the message Phoenix had left, he found that for his success online, his sister had met with failure offline. He sent a message back. "Thanks for trying. Don't worry. I'll be careful. Talk to you later."

With the message sent off, he gave Sahara a call. "Hey...turned up a lead on the LTGs...you ladies interested in a trip to the Livewire?"

[gobogen]

Jaws gets bored of looking at a computer screen. I should try to use day time to go check the area...

On his way out he checks his voice mail for messages and listens to Grizzly's message. Seems like someone thought of doing that before I did ... great.

Jaws dials Grizzly's number while flipping up the video screen. "Hey Gryzz, good job man. We should try to go check out that corner the two of us. We could figure out in which way we're gonna approach it this evening. What do you think? Want to meet me on the corner of <two blocks away in both directions> in half an hour ?"

[Sphynx]

Grizzly replies quickly, "I think you should meet me at the address I gave you, the best view is there, and it's over a block away. Meet me rooftop and I'll show you a thing or 20."

[gobogen]

"All right, no problem. I'm coming right away."

About 20 minutes later, Jaws gets out of a cab at the given address and looks around to see if Grizzly is there.

[Shadow]

"Good call, I think it's time we upgraded anything. But, no Americar knock off's. To many of those floating around already."

It didn't take long for the two to hail a cab in the snow. THey got a strange look from the ork cabbie as they jumped in, but nothing they weren't used to.

The dealership was one of the larger in the greater Seattle area, it had a large lot with rows upon rows of snow covered cars. Sahara walked on top of the snow into the warm building as Sydney simply plowed through it.

[Ecclesiastes]

Gun is pretty sure that the Cabbie is chatting with the Lone Star cops while waiting in line.

[paul_HArkonen]

Drumming his fingers lightly on the window sill, Gun continues to wait patiently for the Cabbie to return, still watching not just the line but also the whole street.

[Ecclesiastes]

One of the Lone Star Officers walks over towards the cab. He is trying not to be obvious, but you get the feeling he is checking you out.

[paul_HArkonen]

Sinching up his coat slightly, as if to keep warm Gun tips his head towards the officer.

[Ecclesiastes]

The officer taps on the glass and calls through it, "Sir, could you please step outside for a moment?"

[paul_HArkonen]

nodding Gun opens up the door and grabs his rucksack, slinging it carefully over his shoulder. "Is there a problem here officer?"

[Ecclesiastes]

"Yeah actually. Why don't you turn around and put your hands on the top of the car for me."

You notice two more patrol cars pull up across the street.