IC: Chasing the Prize, We always get our mark Options

[HMHVV Hunter]

"12,000 :nuyen:...I could lend 3,000 to it and still have enough for 3 months rent...but what about the trip back? Is that going to be another 12,000? Plus, all our equipment will cost additional money."

[Bastard]

"12 grand total or a head? Either way it may be cheaper to stick with shipping our stuff there, getting cleared by the doc, then traveling to New York legally."

[Ecclesiastes]

"Cheaper, sure. But what about easier and faster?"

[toturi]

Grave:

"I'm out of cred for now. I think Hammer team should be the one that chases the target while Anvil is the one that hops right to New York."

[Tanka]

"Short be an understatement on me part. If'in we go that way, we may have to do some bargaining and promising.

"Inless you boys, and girls," he adds as an afterthought, followed by a wink and a smile "know some guys who're willin' ta lend us that much... Smugglin' all o' us is gonna get pretty expensive."

[Ecclesiastes]

"I've got 12 grand I can throw at it now. If someone can come up with the other 7 we've got round trip. People, any extra time we take here give the perp more time to get away. We need to get to New York. Now."

[HMHVV Hunter]

"I can contribute about half of that remaining 7,000," Helios says.

[Kremlin KOA]

"I can cover the last :nuyen: 3,500, also Edana. the VITAS outbreak started at a train station, we should be safe."

[BishopMcQ]

::Elsewhere::
The room is filled with the thick scent of frankincense as the adept leaned forward. His prey was close, it was working with a group of bounty hunters but they would not protect it. This hound would soon come to heel. Breathing deeply of the purifying vapor, the hunter allowed his mind to clear. Clarity was God's gift to the pure.

Rising from his afternoon rituals, the adept dressed himself once more. There are further leads to track down before moving in for the capture. Absolution could not be given to a child which had turned away from the light. Only mercy in the swift return to God's grace.

[HMHVV Hunter]

"Alright, let's do it then," Helios says, getting up. "We don't have any time to lose."

[HeySparky]

Edana nods as the others pony up the nuyen they'll need to track their prey. She shakes her head, "Thanks guys. You know, I just thought of something. I'm no great shakes at it, but I just might be able to see VITAS in your Auras."

She bites her lip and vanishes into the bathroom again, emerging with more of her celtic shamaness gear.

"I hadn't cleaned this up yet, it may help me see what I'm looking for."

She marks each man with a symbol on his forehead drawn in the paste she'd used in the tracking ritual. It tingles and burns a little on the skin.

On Bishop she draws a crucifix.
On Charlie a line, curved and forked at the end.
Gonzales gets a skate with lines of movement streaking behind it.
Grave, after some puzzling at the enigmatic man, gets a headstone.
Helios is emblazoned with a radiant sun.
JT gets a baying dog.
Tiny's lumpy brows sport a balled fist.
Edana gets a sword, point down, rather like Bishop's crucifix.

Symbols drawn she wipes her hands and bounces onto the bed propping herself up. She lets her eyes sag shut. It would be so nice to just sleep. And in moments the glowing eerie figures of her teammates are floating before her.

Homely bunch.

You're just jealous, Herne.

Harumph.

[BishopMcQ]

Edana:
Spreading your sight over each one, you see the symbols you drew on eacho of their foreheads glow with power invested with a sliver of your will.

Bishop's form is pock-marked with various implants, darkening his aura through cybernetics as much as through his mixed past. Introspective, you see plans and contingencies for each course of action being debated laying themselves together like a giant puzzle in his mind.

Charlie's calm exterior melts away under your scrutinizing eye, the true worry boiling to the surface of his aura. The monster that released a plague upon the city is still out there traveling freely and you know only that he is two thousand miles away. A mirror to hold up for yourself, you see in him the same uncertainty and resolve.

Gonzales' body and spirit shows the contamination of his form with obvious cybernetic implants ranging from the skates in his feet along his cyber tail all the way to the end of his strengthened skull. A slight sense of personal failure and fear builds up in him as he looks over your storm-chased body but it is quickly stifled.

Graves, the quiet man is as much an enigma to you in this world as the other. He's not ill and though his magic is stronger than yours it is all focused within himself rather than allowing him to exert his will over the outside world.

Helios is lit up by the sun which is his namesake, watching your actions with almost a mild contempt he obviously wishes to be moving, hunting and trapping Ballefour. His determination makes you wonder if his need for the hunt will get the best of him in the end.

JT is masked by the dog even before you have finished drawing it upon him. The faithful hound, he is asking himself which method would be best for the team, weighing the cost of travel versus the necessity of time. Sally comes by and scratches him behind the ears, an odd course of events given her penchant for avoiding most of your guests.

[Ecclesiastes]

Bishop opens a line in his cybered P-Sec and places a call through to Tak.

[BishopMcQ]

Bishop:
"Yes." Detective Takeshi Morgan's voice comes clearly over the line, his irritation almost tangible as it echoes through your skull.

[Ecclesiastes]

"Its Bishop. Sorry if I caught you at a bad time. We're chasing the target and need some funds. I know this isn't the kind of job that pays up-front, but maybe you know someone that can help us out due to the extreem nature of the job. And hell, if you have some petty cash laying around, I'd sure love the help."

[BishopMcQ]

Bishop:
Tak sighs deeply. "I'm sorry, it's not you specifically. I have a pack of lawyers breathing down my neck because of your associate's actions. How much are you looking to borrow?"

[Ecclesiastes]

"At the moment we're in a good need for 20k. We can come up with it ourselves, but it leaves us tapped out. Being tapped out and out of town is a bad idea in my book."

[BishopMcQ]

Bishop:
"And I presume you need it quickly...ok, is this line secure?"

Yes

"Alright, I need this guy caught more than I need to worry about the finer details. There's a guy named Vinnie Dicrescenzo, he works down in Tacoma. He got brought in about six months ago for racketeering and assault. He loans money, you guys can take care of yourself, but make sure to pay him back by the time agreed upon." He rattles off an LTG. "I have to go, the lawyers still want their pound of flesh."

[Ecclesiastes]

"Roger."

Bishop quickly opens a new line and dials the lender.

[BishopMcQ]

Bishop:

"Yo!" Your image link fills with the video component of Vinnie's trid phone. He seems trapped in that early American Wiseguy motif. A slightly over-weight Italian falling heavily into his thirties, you can see the abvious calluses on his knuckles that show he's not afraid to do his own dirty work. "what I can you for, chummer?"

[Ecclesiastes]

"This line is secure. I need 20k and I need it fast. I was told you are the guy to talk to."

[BishopMcQ]

Bishop:
"Yeah, I can get the money together, when do you need it and when am I going to get it back?"

[Ecclesiastes]

"I need it a hour ago. I can get it back to you for sure within the month. How much is your fee?"

[BishopMcQ]

Bishop:

You haggle back and forth with the mafioso. Eventually a consensus is reached. The 20k will get dropped off at a local bakery for you to pick up with a dozen canollis, the money plus ten percent is due to him within 30 days.

[Ecclesiastes]

Bishop hangs up the line and turns to the group. "I've got us the money. I'm gunna go pick it up now, who wants to come?"