Ic: A New Beginning, The New Beginning Game Thread |
Ic: A New Beginning, The New Beginning Game Thread |
Jan 13 2004, 07:58 PM
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#276
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 669 Joined: 25-May 03 Member No.: 4,634 |
Wow, 100 nuyen, that isn't bad. Don't let it show, he might jack up the price... "Uh, yeah, thanks for looking into that. 100 seems a littlesteep, but I guess with all you had going on..." Don't overdo it! "...anyway, can we make the trade after I've collected my share of the pay?"
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Jan 13 2004, 10:05 PM
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#277
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 456 Joined: 9-April 02 From: Orillia, ON, Canada Member No.: 2,531 |
'yeah sure I understand, no problem," says Codec A little steep? I know of deckers who do datasteals for a helluva lot more.... Codec goes back over to the jack point i n the hideout and jacks into the Matrix, seeing if there is anything about that night's events on the trid
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Jan 14 2004, 08:20 PM
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The Oldest Runner In Town Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 344 Joined: 15-June 03 Member No.: 4,740 |
Flopping down, elated and exhausted, the Team mull over their recent exploits in their own inimitable ways. Flip raided the icebox for a Jolt Cola and collapsed into a chair whilst the Sorceress simply withdrew to a dark corner and began a well-tried and tested meditation routine.
Time passed until the Ork got to the point in his rambling thoughts when :nuyen: floated before his mind's eye. "We need to make that call to Mr Kitao. Tell him the jobs done." He got up and headed for the door, glancing at the Irishwoman, just stretching her limbs. "Fancy a stroll Seeoh?" "Just what I need." She joined the Ork. "Where we goin?" "To find a payphone, as far away from here as we can." He looked back at the rest of the Team. "I'll make the pick up in that Food hall in the Mall three blocks down; say in an hour if that's Jake with everyone? Nods from Ace and Bluebird seemed to confirm their agreement; Codec, with a silly grin on his face, was too far in the Matrix to make any comment either way. The leisurely stroll along the pavement in the breaking dawn was reasonably pleasant; toxins were always less this early in the morning and it was invigorating. The Mall, just beginning to come to life, bustling early shoppers and tradesmen, made searching for a suitable phone an easy task. Flip jammed his bulk into a handy booth, hanging out briefly to warn Seeoh to keep a sharp lookout. Even though the Team had apparently got away clean, you could never be too careful. The phone connected, audio only, which surprised the Ork not one bit. "The package has been delivered." He said. |
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Jan 15 2004, 06:19 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 849 Joined: 5-May 02 Member No.: 2,688 |
Feeling the waves of energy rushing through his body Codec jacks in and starts flying through with the slightest of thoughts.... going through all the usual suspect sites to find if there is any info, everyone seems to know that the compound has been hacked! but that doesnt seem to be unusual, after all its a prime target and there are plenty of hackers around only to happy to take on a job like that! but what does interest him is the feed on the news network... they havent had credit for the job at all, anther gang of runners who had been using the buildings old tunnels were blamed for all the problems, and were only discovered after they set of some explosives wrongly. It is suspected they were blasting the tunnels to get to a nearby bank for a old fashions style gold theft!
On the first ring the phone is answered, on hearing what Flip has to say the voice on the other end simpley says "I understand, Mr Kiteo will meet you at the resturant tomorrow for breakfast... there he will wish to see a demonstration of the program working, while an independant decker observes which I am sure your decker can understand, after that he will pay you the remainder of your fee... and following that he will want his own decker to witness all other copies erased, if you have any questions you will have to address them to Mr Kiteo tomorrow, I bid you good day sir." and with that the phonecall ends almost as quickly as it began..... |
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Jan 17 2004, 07:43 PM
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The Oldest Runner In Town Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 344 Joined: 15-June 03 Member No.: 4,740 |
Back at the flop, Flip explained what the disembodied voice had told him.
"Can you do what he's expecting Codec? And what's with this independent Decker and copies? It's like Mr Kiteo doesn't trust us or sommat!." "Yeah, " Piped up Seeoh. "and is he payin for the breakfast? Or does it come out of our wages?" |
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Jan 18 2004, 10:10 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 456 Joined: 9-April 02 From: Orillia, ON, Canada Member No.: 2,531 |
Jacking out of the matrix, Codec looks over to Flip, "I don't see there being any problems..."
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Jan 18 2004, 10:12 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 669 Joined: 25-May 03 Member No.: 4,634 |
Responding to Flip, "Why should he trust us fully? We've never worked with him before. Can't blame the guy for taking precautions."
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Jan 19 2004, 10:38 AM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 849 Joined: 5-May 02 Member No.: 2,688 |
"well hes not gonna want someone to sell him a heap of junk and then do a runner is he!! I can't say im suprised, and as long as we deal a straight hand then we know what to expect"
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Jan 19 2004, 02:13 PM
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The Oldest Runner In Town Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 344 Joined: 15-June 03 Member No.: 4,740 |
"Guess I'm just paranoid." Flip explained. "In which case, I'm gonna get my head down for a couple; till it's time for breakfast." With that the big Ork went over to the far wall, sitting with his back toward it, and closed his eyes. Within moments the rest of the Team wished he'd stayed awake as basso profundo snores bounced all through the flop.
However, a restless few hours passed and the five runners took what little comfort they could until cock crow. Out in the early dawn the air was …refreshing …after the closeness of the flop and the Team stretched their limbs as Ace brought the van out of its hideaway. Some twenty minutes later Ace tooled the van to a stop outside the appointed restaurant, disgorging the Runners for the appointment with their Employer. The big hand was just on the 12 and the little hand on nine when the Ork ordered a whole hell of a lot of food, and all for him. Well, his mum had always said breakfast was the most important meal of the day, and Flip had never argued with his mother. Seeoh, on the other hand, made do with two rounds of heavily buttered toast and unsweetened soycaf. As the others sorted themselves out they all realised there was nothing to do now but….wait. |
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Jan 20 2004, 04:38 AM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 456 Joined: 9-April 02 From: Orillia, ON, Canada Member No.: 2,531 |
Feeling his stomach in knots partly due to lack of sleep, partly due to being put center stage for Kiteo's decker and partly due to not eating in a while, he just goes for a cup of really bad java for now. There shouldn't be any problems, everything should be fine... he tells himself.
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Jan 20 2004, 05:02 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 849 Joined: 5-May 02 Member No.: 2,688 |
Bluebird leaves the rifle in the van for now... and keeps her twin pistols strapped underneath her jacket, ordering a large and healthy breakfast she sits and waits with the others watching the waiters, looking for concealed pistols or anything that might pose a threat.....
Just as everyone has finished off their breakfasts and is starting on a large pot of soykaf, the Mr Kiteos limo rolls up outside next to the van and out steps two large suited men, a VERY sexy looking women in a black catsuit holding a briefcase and the man himself, carrying his own briefcase and looking calm as always. Striding into the resturant as if he owned the place (well... he does!) he stands in front of the runners and offers a strong handshake to everyone around the table and sits down. "I am pleased you carried out such an important task for me so efficiantly, the task is complete and Lonestar are none the wiser... this will help in operations considerable in the local area" pouring a cup of soykaf he takes a sip from the sweet brew and carries on.... "This is my Decker, known as Kitten in her world" And with that the stunning female steps forward and without pausing shakes Codecs hand and gives him a slight wink...."but you can call me kitty! so, shall we check out this program of yours?" |
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Jan 20 2004, 06:01 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 456 Joined: 9-April 02 From: Orillia, ON, Canada Member No.: 2,531 |
Suddenly Codec doesn't feel as confident about things as he did a moment ago. This guy practically handed everything to us, he thinks. He tries to not let this sudden twist of events fluster him in any way.
"Uh sure, okay, no problem," he says as he begins to set up his deck, "Though there is no jack nearby, I'll need to find one or use..." Suddenly Kitty opens her case and pulls out a satellite signal receiver. Codec takes it from her "yeah that'd work." He hooks everything up, turns on the screen so Kitty and Kiteo can watch and jacks in. Within a second current camera images appear on the screen. "The tap a..a...also is working." He downloads all information, codes, blueprints that he got from the compound, everything minus the info for Ace. That's none of their business he thinks. Jacking out he hands the disk to Kitty. "Th..th..there. That sh..sh..should do it." |
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Jan 20 2004, 08:24 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 849 Joined: 5-May 02 Member No.: 2,688 |
The stunningly attractive decker takes the disk with all of its log on codes and removes her own deck from its case, and running his eyes over its smooth lines he quickly realises that this must be one drek hot decker... because tricked up Transys Highlander's don't exactly fall from the sky!! slotting the disk into her machine she spend entire secounds going through the data on that disk, not that Codec can blame her because if he were checking it he would be careful to!
Taking the cord from her temple she turns to her boss, and simply nods... indicating that the data is all legit and that she is happy that all traces have been destroyed. |
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Jan 22 2004, 11:16 AM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 456 Joined: 9-April 02 From: Orillia, ON, Canada Member No.: 2,531 |
Holding his breath until Kitty gives the nod, Codec lets out a small sigh of relief and glances at the other team members.
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Jan 22 2004, 12:15 PM
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The Oldest Runner In Town Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 344 Joined: 15-June 03 Member No.: 4,740 |
The Decker's glance at her employer allowed the collective held breath to be released in an almost audible sigh of relief. The job had been done, albeit with a little improvisation, and the Client was happy. Indeed, if truth were known, he should be more than happy, for in the mind of several of the runners, not least amongst them their own decker, he had got a little more out of the run than he was actually paying for. Seeoh, big mouthed as usual, said as much in her broad Irish accent.
"So, Mr Kitao, you have what you expected with a bonus of a tap into their surveillance system. Would that mean we might expect a small bonus, d'ya think?" |
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Jan 22 2004, 05:24 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 849 Joined: 5-May 02 Member No.: 2,688 |
Looking at the Irish woman for the first time you can almost tell Kiteo is looking down at her, "Well the tap IS what I am paying for, not to mention paying good money for... so no I dont think a bonus is in order, but everyone will get their share. And anyway, would would you be?"
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Jan 22 2004, 07:18 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 456 Joined: 9-April 02 From: Orillia, ON, Canada Member No.: 2,531 |
Starting to calm down as the rest of the team seemed to be doing so as well, Codec begins to take a sip from his soycaf, then Seeoh piped up
"So, Mr Kitao, you have what you expected with a bonus of a tap into their surveillance system. Would that mean we might expect a small bonus, d'ya think?" Codec nearly choked on his soycaf and looked at the Irish woman in disbelief. What the frag is she doing!?! We were almost finished everything!!!! |
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Jan 22 2004, 08:24 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 669 Joined: 25-May 03 Member No.: 4,634 |
What the frag... this was a kitty-cat run, and she's asking for a goddamn bonus? We got it out of the tree, we get paid... arg!
"Um, look, sir, we're glad this all worked out, and I for one think that the compensation agreed upon is adequete. I'm happy that we've proven ourselves, and I look forward to further work in the future." He sat back and hoped that smoothed things over. |
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Jan 22 2004, 08:44 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 849 Joined: 5-May 02 Member No.: 2,688 |
Looking at someone who he knew from previous meetings, he seemed to approve of what has been said, besides... he wouldnt be spoken to like that by a women! "Very well, here is a pouch and in it you will find a certified cred stick each for the further £7,000 each. I will contact you if and when I have any more work that may require the hand of someone outside of my normal circles of involvement, and will certainly recommend your services to some local fixers I know as a way of gratitude for the stealthy job you did"
And with that he stands as if to leave, followed by Kitten... and the two silent suited men behind. |
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Jan 22 2004, 09:10 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 456 Joined: 9-April 02 From: Orillia, ON, Canada Member No.: 2,531 |
Phew, that was close, I'm sure she almost blew it all for us and with that Codec eyes the pouch
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Jan 22 2004, 10:56 PM
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The Oldest Runner In Town Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 344 Joined: 15-June 03 Member No.: 4,740 |
Back in the Old Country the Irish were once looked upon, by the hated English, as thick. Well, that's as maybe, but it doesn't apply to Seeoh. She stands and addresses the departing Employer and his party, bowing so low her nose almost touches the floor.
"Most Honourable Sir. I must appologise for any offence. This lowly person forgets herself in stressful times. It shall never happen again." Dropping to her knees and stretching forward, arms akimbo in total submission, with her head as low as it can physically go. Any minute now a large Yak boot will stomp on her head! |
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Jan 22 2004, 11:13 PM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 669 Joined: 25-May 03 Member No.: 4,634 |
Ace looks away, trying to make it seem like he doesn't know her. Yup, these are pretty good eggs... the view to the street isn't bad either. The open street, where I can drive and drive away from all embarassments...
He decided that once he got his payment and squared his deal with Codec, that this would be the last he'd want to see of Irish chicks for a long time... |
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Jan 23 2004, 03:19 AM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 456 Joined: 9-April 02 From: Orillia, ON, Canada Member No.: 2,531 |
This girl is weird! I always knew those razzle dazzle type people weren't all there and with that Codec finishes off his soycaf. Seeing as no one was taking the initiative to open the pouch, Codec reaches over and takes it, opening it up and takes on credstick, placing the open pouch back on the table. "Ah...g...g...good to have dome cr..cr..cred eh?" stutters Codec as he tries making small talk amongst the group. Oh yeah, remember to talk to Ace about that disk as well.
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Jan 23 2004, 10:57 AM
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Moving Target Group: Members Posts: 849 Joined: 5-May 02 Member No.: 2,688 |
Looking down at Seeoh Mr Kiteo smiles ever so slightly...."Thats ok, just make sure it doesnt happen again and you remember who you are talking to" and with that the group walk out to the cars....
Bluebird casually reaches over for a cred stick..."Well, its nice to finally have some money for a change! so where now?" |
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Jan 23 2004, 04:07 PM
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The Sewer Jockey Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 857 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Kent, United Kingdom Member No.: 1,197 |
Dusting herself off Seeoh thought Well, that went well - not. and wandered over to the table where the bag of cred sticks sat patiently. An angry Ork bars her way.
"Girl, if I wasn't worried about you turning me into a frog or sommat, I'd kick you arse for pulling a stunt like that." Seeoh smiled sheepishly. "Me ma told me that if you don't ask you don't get. An I was hopin he, " Nodding at the closing door, " wasn't as `old school' as most of the Yaks I've met. No harm, no foul." The Ork just grunted and batted the girl's shoulder affably, almost knocking her back to the floor. "Now where's my share." Flip stuffed his ham sized fist into the pouch and withdrew the remaining cred sticks, handing one to Ace and another to Seeoh putting the last back into the pouch and the whole thing into his coat pocket. "So, what say we go our separate ways for a day or two, in case there's any left over heat from our late night excursion." The others nodded in general agreement. Seven kay of nuyen would be burning a hole in everyone's pocket, so there was plenty for them all to do. Maybe even `shop till you drop' would be a good idea. Flip had a plan though, and sidled over to Bluebird. "Now I've got a few creds to spend, how about a little training for these two pistols I've acquired? I don't want to go accidentally shooting a buddy in the back on our next run." Seeoh turned the cred stick over in her hands. There wasn't much she needed to buy, and fashion had never concerned her. Like always, the cash would go into her housekeeping stash, maybe with 500 or so kept aside for maintaining her bike. Yeah, she liked that thought. Her bike. She'd tool down to the coast and take a ride along it and watch the Pacific breakers roll in. Very calming. Very soothing. Just what the Sorceress needed to tune her spirit in with the land. |
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