The Sword is over the Soul's Edge, IC Options

[Whizbang]

Knowing that megacorps didn't like outsiders bringing weapondry into their buildings, Daniel didn't put up a fuss about handing over his gun. If push did come to shove, he could always stunbolt the guards. But for now he was a welcome guest. Heading upstairs, he took the time to take in the scenery. Nice place...

Scenery aside, Daniel slipped into detective mode. No outward sign of a struggle, or even evidence of a magical attack on this plane. Apparently whatever hit him, it was instantly deadly. He took a look into the astral plane to get a look at the energy that had been reported, as well as see what signs were left on the body.

[Sphynx]

FlatTop knows the tricks of UCAS, and recognizes immediately the trap they hope to put him into by taking his weapon at the door. "Daniel, I'm gonna take a look on the outside, check behind the building and such", he mumbles, backing away from the door, while eyeing the guards suspiciously, "you take care of looking inside, will ya?". After Daniel seperates, FlatTop walks around the building, looking for anything out of place, checking for entrance/exit points to the building other than the main doors, and possible cameras that might be watching him as he searches.

[Shadow]

Right, contact, well my best source of info is giving us the job so that doesn't leave me much.

Gun tapped his ear, the miniature cell phone inbeded within sprung to life.

"Julias," the heavy set italian uttered. The phone micro electronics picked up his voice and matched it with a phone umber. Within seconds it was ringing.

"Hey, I need some info, a corporate slag got geeked a few hours ago, he worked for Fuchi. Yeah, uh-huh, yeah I know, usual price. Just tell me who you want the bejeezus scared out of and I will do it. Ok call me back when you have something."

The phone disconnected leaving Gun feeling cold. He dove his hands into the pockets of his long italian leather coat and wrapped it snugly around him.

Well the cops on the trid always say visit the scene of the crime.

A half hour later the dark complectioned enforcer stood on the steps of the fuchi building. He looked up to the towering mass of steel and glass and made his way inside.

[Wutasumi]

Mind rolling a contacts test Hem?

The only thing you find on shadowland is the real obvious stuff...

But then, you check closely at one of the messages, there appears to be a link to contact a man, who apperantly thinks he knows something.

[Wutasumi]

Hem. On the contacts you find nothing. But the man on the Shadowland Forums tells you to meet him in the industral park at midnight tommorrow.

whis. In the astral plane of the office you are blinded by the sheer amount of astral energy in the room. You can't even see and are forced to go back into physical view. In the real world you have to roll an INT or Preception test.


Shadow. You enter the building after giving up any weapons besides whats "permanant." You think you hear noise coming from within the office. Evidence removal noise.

Sph. Looking outside the building you just see that it's almost windowless, has 3 exits, and a shitload of turrets and security cameras/guards.

[Wutasumi]

Looking through the physical world, whis finds a quickly scrawled note.

Meet A.R.M in the IP at MN.

[Sphynx]

FlatTop looks around fervishly, trying to locate someone else also checking the outside of the building, a hunch telling him the name of the other person is "Sph". Then, realizing he's succumbing to his own delusional paranoia, he slaps himself in the forhead and continues investigating.

[Wutasumi]

Ok, I really have to complement that. Someone just earned a free karma point when this ends.

You see about 40-60 open air turrets. There is no way to get in them as far as you can tell... Untill the guard's shift changes. A batallion of 60 men run out, and the 60 men on the open air turrets slide down a rope to get down. Then the new men climb the ropes and pull them up the turret. There are 6 drones running around here, but you don't know the model. Let's assume fragging deadly. Oh, there are 6 guards holding what are obviously cyber-enhanced mutts (pit bulls you think.), telling you to frag off.

[Hemlok]

Brick figures it'd probably best to have Gun go with him to the meet tomorrow. He then logs off and starts running a game of 3-D tetris. The decker blazes through the first few levels, on fire. He's just with it today, seeing where each block goes and the three coming up along with it. They're fitting together perfectly, motion synchronized with thought. Henry's got a good feeling about this run, the game and job. He's been needing something to get his life headed in the right direction. Maybe this is the big one everyone dreams of, the perfect run where everything goes right. With all the introspection, the game's getting out of hand. Pieces flying everywhere they shouldn't be and everything distraught, Mr. Jackson focuses back in and pulls it together. No, it could never be that easy, he realised. No matter what, never think it could be that easy.

[Sphynx]

FlatTop takes in the view, looking at the almost medieval defenses. It's no wonder this is the first time, with such an open door defense, he thinks to himself as he goes over the security layout. And the drones, he continues to himself while scratching his head I can't seem to tell if they're hovering, rolling, walking, or anything... it's like they're just there... but Fraggin deadly as all get-out there. :P Oh, and look at those poodles, amazing how small French dogs are. Almost as if they were bred for.... that's IT!!! Dogs are smart, we all know that, but I bet the French dogs are actually spies for the French Interpol. Look at it, all cute and cuddly, garnished with metal ornaments like a damn christmas tree.... must be french., "Frag off? Get a real dog.", FlatTop comments as he continues strolling along, one hand reaching for his 3-sectioner.

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I don't like dogs, and am completely ready to defend myself. If any of them so much as look at me funny, I'm gonna bash its head through its, assk anyone.