03:05:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Deluxe Harbor View Suite, The Peninsula, Salisbury Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
The old man waited untill all teammembers got moving, before he took his present and bowed one last time to Ms. Green. Then he followed Wu Xian.
"Looks like we are going to split up. When dos everybody expect to be at the place? Chances are slim that we can get to him, but I think it´s worth the affort that Wu Xian and Blaze should head for QE."
Full Version: Land of Nine Dragons, Enter the Tiger
03:09 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside The Peninsula Hotel, Salisbury Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Fooey - Hidden
Vector Xim - Passive
Fooey wonders who is still connected to the conference call. He talks to all who are listening.
"I've been standing out here in the fresh air, trying to clear my head of that ghastly scene. I can't do it. I keep seeing the body and the stacks of gold.
"I've never taken a murder contract, and have no idea how much they pay. I'm trying to figure out why the killer(s) left the gold behind. Anybody got an idea?"
Fooey - Hidden
Vector Xim - Passive
Fooey wonders who is still connected to the conference call. He talks to all who are listening.
"I've been standing out here in the fresh air, trying to clear my head of that ghastly scene. I can't do it. I keep seeing the body and the stacks of gold.
"I've never taken a murder contract, and have no idea how much they pay. I'm trying to figure out why the killer(s) left the gold behind. Anybody got an idea?"
03:09:33 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Deluxe Harbor View Suite, The Peninsula, Salisbury Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Because they are professionals, not cheap, greedy commie-halfer thiefs ...
"... or maybe it was a crime of passion and the offender just had the scene -possibly just the matrix- cleaned after the deed."
The martial artist dos not discuss the philosophical and professional reasons exaustively and instead trys to organize the teams next steps quickly, to get offline and reduce his traceability.
Because they are professionals, not cheap, greedy commie-halfer thiefs ...
"... or maybe it was a crime of passion and the offender just had the scene -possibly just the matrix- cleaned after the deed."
The martial artist dos not discuss the philosophical and professional reasons exaustively and instead trys to organize the teams next steps quickly, to get offline and reduce his traceability.
03:10 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside The Peninsula Hotel, Salisbury Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Fooey - Hidden
Vector Xim - Passive
Fooey considers the words of the Pharisee.
"A crime of passion? Hmmm...."
Fooey - Hidden
Vector Xim - Passive
Fooey considers the words of the Pharisee.
"A crime of passion? Hmmm...."
03:20 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside The Peninsula Hotel, Salisbury Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Blaze headed out, following the largest group of the team, but noticing several of them heading off in other directions.
"I'm up for anything. Checking out the hospital sounds like a good idea while we're thinking of a next step.... At the very least, if he pulls through, whoever wanted him dead might return to finish the job. It would be good if a couple of us were close by."
Blaze headed out, following the largest group of the team, but noticing several of them heading off in other directions.
"I'm up for anything. Checking out the hospital sounds like a good idea while we're thinking of a next step.... At the very least, if he pulls through, whoever wanted him dead might return to finish the job. It would be good if a couple of us were close by."
03:09:33 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - The Peninsula, Salisbury Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Wu Xian calmly follows the AR directions out of the hotel. All the while he continues to monitor the conference call and interjects when talk of going to the hospital comes up. He types in the following text:
Ok so Blaze and I will head over to the QE. Blaze I have a bike parked in a garage not too far from here or we can catch a cab. Is anyone else coming along?
Wu Xian calmly follows the AR directions out of the hotel. All the while he continues to monitor the conference call and interjects when talk of going to the hospital comes up. He types in the following text:
Ok so Blaze and I will head over to the QE. Blaze I have a bike parked in a garage not too far from here or we can catch a cab. Is anyone else coming along?
03:09:38 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - The Peninsula, Salisbury Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
"Whatever. I don't mind riding bitch if it gets us there quicker."
"Whatever. I don't mind riding bitch if it gets us there quicker."
03:09:55 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Deluxe Harbor View Suite, The Peninsula, Salisbury Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
"It would probably be best if I go to the hospital with you - I think I am the one most likely to get legit access to Wang. I assume the subway would be faster then a cab, but it might be a good idea, if the two of you take the bike, so we have some means of transportation at hand, just in case. I´ll pick up a present for my nephew, to help his recuperation and meet you at the QE´s subway-access. ... Oh and I don´t think they´d alow you to keep your guns in the hospital, so better store them in the bike."
"It would probably be best if I go to the hospital with you - I think I am the one most likely to get legit access to Wang. I assume the subway would be faster then a cab, but it might be a good idea, if the two of you take the bike, so we have some means of transportation at hand, just in case. I´ll pick up a present for my nephew, to help his recuperation and meet you at the QE´s subway-access. ... Oh and I don´t think they´d alow you to keep your guns in the hospital, so better store them in the bike."
03:11 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside The Peninsula Hotel, Salisbury Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Fooey - Hidden
Vector Xim - Passive
As both Fooey and Cloud watch the hotel entrance, Fooey realizes that it doesn't take two. Fooey decides to go home, stash the gold, and pick up his scooter and drones.
Fooey starts to say goodbye to Cloud, and a yawn comes out instead.
On second thought, maybe I should get some sleep before returning. Take a shower, change clothes, and eat breakfast. It's not like I'll be out of touch. Thanks be the matrix!
"As long as you are going to be watching the hotel, I am going to catch some zees. Do the three esses, etc.. C'ya", Fooey says to Cloud with a bow.
Fooey heads for the MTR, and home.
Fooey - Hidden
Vector Xim - Passive
As both Fooey and Cloud watch the hotel entrance, Fooey realizes that it doesn't take two. Fooey decides to go home, stash the gold, and pick up his scooter and drones.
Fooey starts to say goodbye to Cloud, and a yawn comes out instead.
On second thought, maybe I should get some sleep before returning. Take a shower, change clothes, and eat breakfast. It's not like I'll be out of touch. Thanks be the matrix!
"As long as you are going to be watching the hotel, I am going to catch some zees. Do the three esses, etc.. C'ya", Fooey says to Cloud with a bow.
Fooey heads for the MTR, and home.
03:11 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside The Peninsula Hotel Kowloon, Hong Kong
Once they get out of the hotel Wu Xian leads Blaze to the garage to pick up his bike. The pair ride over at a leisurely pace to the subway station by the QE. After parking the bike at the station Wu Xian goes inside the station and finds locker located in a quiet corner. Making sure no one is paying attention to him he stores his gift and his Hammerli 620s inside the locker. Then he quickly hooks back up with Blaze and the old man to head over to the medical facility.
Once they get out of the hotel Wu Xian leads Blaze to the garage to pick up his bike. The pair ride over at a leisurely pace to the subway station by the QE. After parking the bike at the station Wu Xian goes inside the station and finds locker located in a quiet corner. Making sure no one is paying attention to him he stores his gift and his Hammerli 620s inside the locker. Then he quickly hooks back up with Blaze and the old man to head over to the medical facility.
03:11 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside The Peninsula Hotel Kowloon, Hong Kong
As they arrive outside and the team begins splitting up Mike just watches everyone go about their way and says to no one but himself.
"Well alrighty then... You guys stay in touch."
With a shrug he he checks his watch and then moves off into the night.
As they arrive outside and the team begins splitting up Mike just watches everyone go about their way and says to no one but himself.
"Well alrighty then... You guys stay in touch."
With a shrug he he checks his watch and then moves off into the night.
03:13 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside The Peninsula Hotel Kowloon, Hong Kong
Blaze follows Wu Xian and gets a locker to store his 'gift' in as well, but otherwise seems comfortable taking his flame-decalled outfit into the hospital.
Blaze follows Wu Xian and gets a locker to store his 'gift' in as well, but otherwise seems comfortable taking his flame-decalled outfit into the hospital.
Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
After going through the main entrance security doors, taking the lift up to a hallway, and then entering through the apartments doors, this three room utilitarian flat isn't much, less then a thousand square feet, but it faces Nathan Road, placing in the middle of some of the most expensive real estate in the world. The interior doesn't reflect this, standard cheap plastic and metal furnishings, naked bulbs, white plastic fixtures, and bland coloration reminiscent of dormitories or corporate barracks. Bunk beds, spare mattresses, movable and foldable chairs and tables reflect the makeshift and flexible configuration of the flat. Of obvious quality is the electronics suite constructed from high end brands of off the shelf gear. Aside from the multi variable trideo projection units, a powerful comm unit, specialized multi input scanning and input ports are available, and offer full control of the environment. On shelves are sanitized packaged of trode paste and standard trodesets, along with blank optical media and chips of various kinds. The walls are painted with cheap and obvious wifi paint.
Fortunately the kitchen is stocked with a wide variety of excellent food stuffs and beverages, in stark contrast with most of the rest of the flat.
After going through the main entrance security doors, taking the lift up to a hallway, and then entering through the apartments doors, this three room utilitarian flat isn't much, less then a thousand square feet, but it faces Nathan Road, placing in the middle of some of the most expensive real estate in the world. The interior doesn't reflect this, standard cheap plastic and metal furnishings, naked bulbs, white plastic fixtures, and bland coloration reminiscent of dormitories or corporate barracks. Bunk beds, spare mattresses, movable and foldable chairs and tables reflect the makeshift and flexible configuration of the flat. Of obvious quality is the electronics suite constructed from high end brands of off the shelf gear. Aside from the multi variable trideo projection units, a powerful comm unit, specialized multi input scanning and input ports are available, and offer full control of the environment. On shelves are sanitized packaged of trode paste and standard trodesets, along with blank optical media and chips of various kinds. The walls are painted with cheap and obvious wifi paint.
Fortunately the kitchen is stocked with a wide variety of excellent food stuffs and beverages, in stark contrast with most of the rest of the flat.
Queen Elizabeth Hospital
This major city hospital is never closed. Providing services to over a million people in Kowloon, there's no time when injuries don't happen, nor times when treatments can't be made. At all times of the day and night there's traffic moving about the facility. The hospital is actually a cluster of several buildings filling a campus in the King's Park area, a small hill in central kowloon filled with opens spaces and plenty of parkland and trees, all carefully cultivated and maintained.
The hospital provides automated and efficient ARO guides to assist all visitors in their enquires, and boasts one of the largest and most experienced cancer treatment centers in the world.
This major city hospital is never closed. Providing services to over a million people in Kowloon, there's no time when injuries don't happen, nor times when treatments can't be made. At all times of the day and night there's traffic moving about the facility. The hospital is actually a cluster of several buildings filling a campus in the King's Park area, a small hill in central kowloon filled with opens spaces and plenty of parkland and trees, all carefully cultivated and maintained.
The hospital provides automated and efficient ARO guides to assist all visitors in their enquires, and boasts one of the largest and most experienced cancer treatment centers in the world.
03:20 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Tsim Sha Tsui, Nathan Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Fooey - Hidden
Vector Xim - Passive
Fooey rides the red line north to Mong Kok, where he transfers to the Green line. He is tired when he exits the MTR at Choi Hung, where he left his scooter. Fooey, dreading the long ride ahead of him, debates crashing at the Dynasty Mansion. Instead he heads eastbound on Clear Water Bay Rd. to Hiram's Hwy, then north to Sai Kung Town. The wind in his face keeps him awake, but he has to force himself to concentrate on the road rather than the grisly scene behind him.
Once home, Fooey manages to hang up his party clothes before falling into bed. I'll shower when I get up, he decides. He sets his filter to auto-reply to all callers except Gabe. Sleep seems to be the most important thing right now. Fooey hopes he doesn't have nightmares.
Fooey - Hidden
Vector Xim - Passive
Fooey rides the red line north to Mong Kok, where he transfers to the Green line. He is tired when he exits the MTR at Choi Hung, where he left his scooter. Fooey, dreading the long ride ahead of him, debates crashing at the Dynasty Mansion. Instead he heads eastbound on Clear Water Bay Rd. to Hiram's Hwy, then north to Sai Kung Town. The wind in his face keeps him awake, but he has to force himself to concentrate on the road rather than the grisly scene behind him.
Once home, Fooey manages to hang up his party clothes before falling into bed. I'll shower when I get up, he decides. He sets his filter to auto-reply to all callers except Gabe. Sleep seems to be the most important thing right now. Fooey hopes he doesn't have nightmares.
03:22:18 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Jordan Road MRT Station, King´s Park, Kowloon, Hong Kong
The short ride north had been unusually unremarkable. Some passangers where heading home from their New Year´s activities, but most people where either still partying or already back home. In the train, the old man had tryed to devide his concentration between a NutrySoy bare and his surrounding, but either there was nothing conspicious to whitness, or the dry and hard food had usurped all his attention. The NutrySoy didn´t exactly taste good, but the old man was used to bland food. With it´s best before date already slightly expired, the originaly soft and juicy snack from 2049 probably had more right to be in a museum then in anyones intestinal tractus, but at least it would keep the martial artist´s stomach occupyed for the next few hours.
When he had exited the train at his destination, he had deposited his gift and his tools of trade in two seperate, secure bank deposit-boxes in the small automated facility of the underground-station. He was reluctant to leave his posessions in one of the less secure lockers, he generally prefered to save money on other things instead.
In one of the ubiquitous gift-shops, he picked up a simlpe incense-burner with three incense-sticks and a small vase depicting Baosheng Dadi, the divine physician, Guan Yu, the redfaced patron of policemen, law (and gangsters) and Hu Ye, the guardian spirit Lord Tiger for 80
. He opted to buy three flowers directly at Queen Elizabeth Hospital. Then he ascended from the MRT, to meet with his comrades.
The short ride north had been unusually unremarkable. Some passangers where heading home from their New Year´s activities, but most people where either still partying or already back home. In the train, the old man had tryed to devide his concentration between a NutrySoy bare and his surrounding, but either there was nothing conspicious to whitness, or the dry and hard food had usurped all his attention. The NutrySoy didn´t exactly taste good, but the old man was used to bland food. With it´s best before date already slightly expired, the originaly soft and juicy snack from 2049 probably had more right to be in a museum then in anyones intestinal tractus, but at least it would keep the martial artist´s stomach occupyed for the next few hours.
When he had exited the train at his destination, he had deposited his gift and his tools of trade in two seperate, secure bank deposit-boxes in the small automated facility of the underground-station. He was reluctant to leave his posessions in one of the less secure lockers, he generally prefered to save money on other things instead.
In one of the ubiquitous gift-shops, he picked up a simlpe incense-burner with three incense-sticks and a small vase depicting Baosheng Dadi, the divine physician, Guan Yu, the redfaced patron of policemen, law (and gangsters) and Hu Ye, the guardian spirit Lord Tiger for 80
. He opted to buy three flowers directly at Queen Elizabeth Hospital. Then he ascended from the MRT, to meet with his comrades.
05:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Wong Tai Sin Temple, Kowloon City, Hong Kong
Cloud observed the media circus around the Peninsula for another hour or so, before he makes his way back to the hotel to pick up his bike. He rides off towards the Wong Tai Sin Temple in Kowloon City. It is a rough neighbourhood but Cloud grew up in Kowloon with his grandparents and he is familiar with the area. At 5 in the morning on Lunar New Year's Day, any Triad 49 who wasn't drunk out would be high on a Kong chip.
The monks at the gates wave him through, there is ample space since the midnight crowds of devotees have dispersed and he parks in the temple grounds. He holds a tael in each of his hands and offers them as offerings to the primary deity of the temple, saying a short prayer and after offering incense, he makes his way back to his bike, bowing to the temple abbot on his way out.
Cloud deposits the remainder of his payment at his own flat. He packs a few days worth of change of clothing and before he leaves for the safehouse, he transmits a short message to his fixer requesting that he contacts Cloud at noon the next day. At the safehouse, Cloud sets the alarm on his commlink to wake him at 0900hrs and promptly goes to sleep.
Cloud observed the media circus around the Peninsula for another hour or so, before he makes his way back to the hotel to pick up his bike. He rides off towards the Wong Tai Sin Temple in Kowloon City. It is a rough neighbourhood but Cloud grew up in Kowloon with his grandparents and he is familiar with the area. At 5 in the morning on Lunar New Year's Day, any Triad 49 who wasn't drunk out would be high on a Kong chip.
The monks at the gates wave him through, there is ample space since the midnight crowds of devotees have dispersed and he parks in the temple grounds. He holds a tael in each of his hands and offers them as offerings to the primary deity of the temple, saying a short prayer and after offering incense, he makes his way back to his bike, bowing to the temple abbot on his way out.
Cloud deposits the remainder of his payment at his own flat. He packs a few days worth of change of clothing and before he leaves for the safehouse, he transmits a short message to his fixer requesting that he contacts Cloud at noon the next day. At the safehouse, Cloud sets the alarm on his commlink to wake him at 0900hrs and promptly goes to sleep.
03:58 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Queen Elizabeth Hospital, 30 Gascoigne Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
The gleaming facility sparkles with subdued lighting over which a glistening array of AROs dutifully assist any approaching visitors. After guiding the persons respectfully to a comfortable waiting area where fresh tea and supplies of egg and almond cookies and bean curd cakes are available, and conveniently near a large selection of select gift shops, the current projected icon, an animated soulful wizened peach with tufts of ancient grey hair indicates the recently extruded bio sampler unit in the familiar exposed style with attached incineration unit. After a few moments for processing the sample, the unit flashes the biological residue and disposes the ash into a waiting suction hose.
The ancient peach switches to a private projection mode and addresses the concerned relative, "Elder Brother Wang, System Identification Number 6C888EC1-1C1B-4DAE-BD1D-64BF686D56F2, you have been recognized. As per terms of contract 2358247523452HUISK90787 with Yokogawa Corporation, in partnership with Doc Wagon UCAS, Asian Division, the Queen Elizabeth Hospital welcomes you. In answer to your initial query, Wang San is currently in a full Stasis Unit. As per contract under these conditions Elder Brother Wang is the recognized authority for disposition at this time. The Golden Dragon Revivification Team is awaiting authorization for the next revival attempt. Our condolences, the initial revivification was not successful. The Golden Dragon Revivification Team offers their sincere apologies, and advises secondary revivification probability is only 33.67 percent of full recovery, 18.94 percent of total cognitive and partial physical recovery. Queen Elizabeth Hospital and Yokagawa Corporation to advise Elder Brother Wang that the Golden Dragon Team recovery rate is a full 21.48 percent higher then any other teams available in the Eastern Hemisphere."
Indicating a conveyor belt the peach continues, "Wang San cannot recieve visitors at this time, gifts may be placed here and will be packaged and stored for delivery when the patient is recovered."
"Yokogawa Corporation and Queen Elizabeth Hospital are required per terms of contract 2358247523452HUISK90787 to inform Elder Brother Wang that as of Saturday, 15 February 2070 at 1600 hours that Elder Brother Wang will expire as Primary Authority on the contract and will become Secondary Authority."
The gleaming facility sparkles with subdued lighting over which a glistening array of AROs dutifully assist any approaching visitors. After guiding the persons respectfully to a comfortable waiting area where fresh tea and supplies of egg and almond cookies and bean curd cakes are available, and conveniently near a large selection of select gift shops, the current projected icon, an animated soulful wizened peach with tufts of ancient grey hair indicates the recently extruded bio sampler unit in the familiar exposed style with attached incineration unit. After a few moments for processing the sample, the unit flashes the biological residue and disposes the ash into a waiting suction hose.
The ancient peach switches to a private projection mode and addresses the concerned relative, "Elder Brother Wang, System Identification Number 6C888EC1-1C1B-4DAE-BD1D-64BF686D56F2, you have been recognized. As per terms of contract 2358247523452HUISK90787 with Yokogawa Corporation, in partnership with Doc Wagon UCAS, Asian Division, the Queen Elizabeth Hospital welcomes you. In answer to your initial query, Wang San is currently in a full Stasis Unit. As per contract under these conditions Elder Brother Wang is the recognized authority for disposition at this time. The Golden Dragon Revivification Team is awaiting authorization for the next revival attempt. Our condolences, the initial revivification was not successful. The Golden Dragon Revivification Team offers their sincere apologies, and advises secondary revivification probability is only 33.67 percent of full recovery, 18.94 percent of total cognitive and partial physical recovery. Queen Elizabeth Hospital and Yokagawa Corporation to advise Elder Brother Wang that the Golden Dragon Team recovery rate is a full 21.48 percent higher then any other teams available in the Eastern Hemisphere."
Indicating a conveyor belt the peach continues, "Wang San cannot recieve visitors at this time, gifts may be placed here and will be packaged and stored for delivery when the patient is recovered."
"Yokogawa Corporation and Queen Elizabeth Hospital are required per terms of contract 2358247523452HUISK90787 to inform Elder Brother Wang that as of Saturday, 15 February 2070 at 1600 hours that Elder Brother Wang will expire as Primary Authority on the contract and will become Secondary Authority."
03:58:36 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Queen Elizabeth Hospital, 30 Gascoigne Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
"What dos that mean, 'secondary authority'? Who will be responsible after 15.02.2070, 1600?"
The old man started aloud, but then ended his question silently over his comlink, but no less bluntly. Without waiting for an answer, he added another question, while motioning for the gifts to be left there.
"So, I asume there is no available treatment with a better chance of success? If so, don´t waste any more time! Let the Golden Dragon Revivification Team go to work. Please keep these humble gifts for Wang San and inform me as soon as his condition changes. When can I asume to be informed of the Golden Dragon Revivification Team´s success?"
He droped an electronic mailbox number and set his comlink to check it regularly. Thinking if it would be of any use to wait at the hospital, he explains to his comrades, that they can not visit Mr. Wang at the moment.
"What dos that mean, 'secondary authority'? Who will be responsible after 15.02.2070, 1600?"
The old man started aloud, but then ended his question silently over his comlink, but no less bluntly. Without waiting for an answer, he added another question, while motioning for the gifts to be left there.
"So, I asume there is no available treatment with a better chance of success? If so, don´t waste any more time! Let the Golden Dragon Revivification Team go to work. Please keep these humble gifts for Wang San and inform me as soon as his condition changes. When can I asume to be informed of the Golden Dragon Revivification Team´s success?"
He droped an electronic mailbox number and set his comlink to check it regularly. Thinking if it would be of any use to wait at the hospital, he explains to his comrades, that they can not visit Mr. Wang at the moment.
03:59 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Queen Elizabeth Hospital, 30 Gascoigne Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
"Per contract terms, that information will nto be available until Saturday, 15 February 2070 at 1600 hours."
"Authorization for Golden Dragon Revivification Team acknowledged. Catastrophic failure result can be known by 0800 hours, success or partial sucess results will take at least 24 hours to determine."
"Thank you for using Yokogawa Corporation, in partnership with Doc Wagon UCAS, Asian Division, and the Queen Elizabeth Hospital."
"Per contract terms, that information will nto be available until Saturday, 15 February 2070 at 1600 hours."
"Authorization for Golden Dragon Revivification Team acknowledged. Catastrophic failure result can be known by 0800 hours, success or partial sucess results will take at least 24 hours to determine."
"Thank you for using Yokogawa Corporation, in partnership with Doc Wagon UCAS, Asian Division, and the Queen Elizabeth Hospital."
03:58:36 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Queen Elizabeth Hospital, 30 Gascoigne Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Wu Xian waits patiently as the old man interacts with the hospital. After the old man relays the information in regards to their employer's status the young man pauses in thought for a few seconds. He then shrugs and adds the following, "Well this location looks very secure and unfortunately it doesn't look good for Mr Wang. If we think it would be wise to keep a presence here then I will stay. Otherwise I will be at the safehouse tomorrow morning."
Wu Xian waits patiently as the old man interacts with the hospital. After the old man relays the information in regards to their employer's status the young man pauses in thought for a few seconds. He then shrugs and adds the following, "Well this location looks very secure and unfortunately it doesn't look good for Mr Wang. If we think it would be wise to keep a presence here then I will stay. Otherwise I will be at the safehouse tomorrow morning."
04:00:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Queen Elizabeth Hospital, 30 Gascoigne Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
"Agreed," the old man says with a sober face "I will leave then, too. If you want, you can join me in a short prayer at the visitors shrine. Otherwise I see the both of you in a few hours. My Son, my friend."
With that he presents his right fist in his left hand with a slight bow and turns and goes to the visitors shrine to pray for Mr. Wang. I have out-lived too many already, Jhonny.
"Agreed," the old man says with a sober face "I will leave then, too. If you want, you can join me in a short prayer at the visitors shrine. Otherwise I see the both of you in a few hours. My Son, my friend."
With that he presents his right fist in his left hand with a slight bow and turns and goes to the visitors shrine to pray for Mr. Wang. I have out-lived too many already, Jhonny.
05:24 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
PAN – Hidden
She was exhausted. Between the successful job now tainted by the attack on Johnny Wang, coupled with the scene at the hotel and the extremely backwards and long route she took to arrive at the safe house, she closed her eyes for an instant and rested her head on the doorframe before she used the codes provided by Ms. Green to authorize herself to enter the flat.
She stepped quietly as the locks disengaged, while her appearance had shifted as many times as she had switched trains on the MTR, nothing was certain until she had a good once-over of the flat under her belt. Slipping inside with the small satchel of gear slung over her shoulder that she had picked up from a few stops along the way, she carefully took a look around the place. Her nose wrinkled at the utilitarian appearance of the flat, but she couldn’t have expected the Peninsular Group to provide five-star accommodations to a group of their “workers.” When she came across one empty room after another, she let herself relax a little.
She tossed her bag onto the floor before she surveyed the provisions in the flat’s kitchen. Settling on a can of soda and a bag of crisps she pulled a couple of chairs together and grabbed a seat, kicking her legs up before her as she activated one of the Trid units, piping the sound through her earbuds as to not alert anyone to her initial presence. She flipped stations, watching short replayed clips of the evening’s celebration. With a soft hiss her soda is opened and slightly greasy fingers run through now long blonde hair as she settles in to await the other team members arrivals, or updates via their comms.
PAN – Hidden
She was exhausted. Between the successful job now tainted by the attack on Johnny Wang, coupled with the scene at the hotel and the extremely backwards and long route she took to arrive at the safe house, she closed her eyes for an instant and rested her head on the doorframe before she used the codes provided by Ms. Green to authorize herself to enter the flat.
She stepped quietly as the locks disengaged, while her appearance had shifted as many times as she had switched trains on the MTR, nothing was certain until she had a good once-over of the flat under her belt. Slipping inside with the small satchel of gear slung over her shoulder that she had picked up from a few stops along the way, she carefully took a look around the place. Her nose wrinkled at the utilitarian appearance of the flat, but she couldn’t have expected the Peninsular Group to provide five-star accommodations to a group of their “workers.” When she came across one empty room after another, she let herself relax a little.
She tossed her bag onto the floor before she surveyed the provisions in the flat’s kitchen. Settling on a can of soda and a bag of crisps she pulled a couple of chairs together and grabbed a seat, kicking her legs up before her as she activated one of the Trid units, piping the sound through her earbuds as to not alert anyone to her initial presence. She flipped stations, watching short replayed clips of the evening’s celebration. With a soft hiss her soda is opened and slightly greasy fingers run through now long blonde hair as she settles in to await the other team members arrivals, or updates via their comms.
04:00:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Queen Elizabeth Hospital, 30 Gascoigne Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Wu Xian gives the old man a small bow and then turns to Blaze. "If you need a ride somewhere then I can take you. Otherwise I will see you tomorrow", the young man says right before he heads out.
Wu Xian then heads back to the subway station and straight to the locker were he dropped the stuff. Making sure no one is paying any attention to him he quickly opens it and stashes the contents under his coat. Then Wu Xian heads off to get his bike.
Wu Xian gives the old man a small bow and then turns to Blaze. "If you need a ride somewhere then I can take you. Otherwise I will see you tomorrow", the young man says right before he heads out.
Wu Xian then heads back to the subway station and straight to the locker were he dropped the stuff. Making sure no one is paying any attention to him he quickly opens it and stashes the contents under his coat. Then Wu Xian heads off to get his bike.
04:00:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Queen Elizabeth Hospital, 30 Gascoigne Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong
Blaze seemed to think that it was still a good idea to stay here in case someone came to finish the job on Wang, but everyone else seemed to be planning to leave, so he went with them.
At Wu Xian's offer, Blaze shrugged and replied "I guess I'll head to the safehouse with the others. If you don't mind giving me a ride, that would be awesome." He gathered his things as well, and met Wu Xian at his bike.
Blaze seemed to think that it was still a good idea to stay here in case someone came to finish the job on Wang, but everyone else seemed to be planning to leave, so he went with them.
At Wu Xian's offer, Blaze shrugged and replied "I guess I'll head to the safehouse with the others. If you don't mind giving me a ride, that would be awesome." He gathered his things as well, and met Wu Xian at his bike.
03:57:44, Gabriel's Flat, Tuesday, 11 February 2070
Stretching and yawning all the way home, Gabriel took the subway to his crappy, overly small and overstuffed single room apartment. He could have very well afforded something with more space and a few piece of furniture… but the young hacker cared very less. Paying rent at his storage unit by the docks… and fueling his vices was much more important than a new coffee table.
As soon as the door was closed behind him, Gabriel dug out a small opaque plastic bag hidden inside one the walls, the tiny opening in the plaster dissimulated behind a fake plant. Without looking, he grabbed one of the chips inside and slotted it. The night, at least for him, had been rather rough. Ever since he had seen Wang’s body, all he had craved for was the escape of a chip. He also knew very well that the killer might not have been some outside force… It could very well be someone who had been contracted for the job. Odds were, he was a risk himself of being offed. His anxiety level had reached its peak, and all he could now care about was to wind it down. As he plugged the chip in the small port hidden behind his ear, a wave of relief washed over him. His pupils dilated until his eyes were almost nothing but black. A kind of goofy peaceful smile came to his face as he dropped backward on the mattress that covered one of the corners of his room.
For about an hour, Gabriel simply laid there, his body feeling nothing but pure bliss.
Finally willing himself up, Gabriel’s senses reached out to the vast virtual world that surrounded him. Filtering through the dozen newsletters he was subscribed to, the young hacker booted up various BBS, sifting through thousands of topics and posts a minute… looking for anything worthy of some attention.
Yawning and stretching once more, Gabe decided to finally get to work. From his crummy little flat, he jump through a few different nodes, accessing his personal storage space at the docks. He double checked the batteries on all his drones, taking some time to insure no one had broken in. All was good. He went ahead and ran a few diagnostics on the Stormcloud… He would need the mini blimp to provide aerial surveillance of the safehouse. Once Gabe was satisfied everything was in order, he unlocked the storage unit and released the drone, sending it over to 27 Nathan Road.
He then opened up a connection to the rest of the team.
>>>Sender: Gabriel
>>Subject: Info
Hoi people,
Here is our “good friend”’s personal timetable from some short moment ago. Pulled it out of his head. Might be good, might not be. I ain’t the kind to bring about suggestions, so I’ll let you people of good faith and intentions hash it out.
On another note, I also dug up and out a rather impressive numbers of Ones and Zeros summing up in a commcode list. Unless you’re the techno type and dabble in such communication nonesens, I suggest you stay away from the garantied headache. Fooey and myself can probably run through it if the time is given and the effort brought in quite some amount. I ain’t making any promises if fruits will fall from the ordeal, but it beats sitting here making toasts.
If you need to reach me, I’m on 24/7.
Gabe
P.S. I have a little fly about friend drifting over toward Nathan Road. Should be there in a few to provide aerial intel.
ATTACHEMENT 1:
Calendar schedule, events with reminders.
Wednesday
- Cheung Chau
Thursday
- Cheung Chau
Friday
- 1100 - Lunch @ Maxims
- 2120 - Joe Bananas
Saturday
- 2000 - Dinner @ Imperial Palace
Sunday
- 1445 - St Mary's
Monday
- 1245 - Yee
Tuesday
- 02:30 - Enter the Tiger
Wednesday
- 2000 - Opera House
Thursday
- 1330 - Yee
Friday
- 2200 - Joe Bananas
Saturday
- 1600 - St Mary's
ATTACHEMENT 2:
Dataset is a commcode log with thousands of commcodes.
Stretching and yawning all the way home, Gabriel took the subway to his crappy, overly small and overstuffed single room apartment. He could have very well afforded something with more space and a few piece of furniture… but the young hacker cared very less. Paying rent at his storage unit by the docks… and fueling his vices was much more important than a new coffee table.
As soon as the door was closed behind him, Gabriel dug out a small opaque plastic bag hidden inside one the walls, the tiny opening in the plaster dissimulated behind a fake plant. Without looking, he grabbed one of the chips inside and slotted it. The night, at least for him, had been rather rough. Ever since he had seen Wang’s body, all he had craved for was the escape of a chip. He also knew very well that the killer might not have been some outside force… It could very well be someone who had been contracted for the job. Odds were, he was a risk himself of being offed. His anxiety level had reached its peak, and all he could now care about was to wind it down. As he plugged the chip in the small port hidden behind his ear, a wave of relief washed over him. His pupils dilated until his eyes were almost nothing but black. A kind of goofy peaceful smile came to his face as he dropped backward on the mattress that covered one of the corners of his room.
For about an hour, Gabriel simply laid there, his body feeling nothing but pure bliss.
Finally willing himself up, Gabriel’s senses reached out to the vast virtual world that surrounded him. Filtering through the dozen newsletters he was subscribed to, the young hacker booted up various BBS, sifting through thousands of topics and posts a minute… looking for anything worthy of some attention.
Yawning and stretching once more, Gabe decided to finally get to work. From his crummy little flat, he jump through a few different nodes, accessing his personal storage space at the docks. He double checked the batteries on all his drones, taking some time to insure no one had broken in. All was good. He went ahead and ran a few diagnostics on the Stormcloud… He would need the mini blimp to provide aerial surveillance of the safehouse. Once Gabe was satisfied everything was in order, he unlocked the storage unit and released the drone, sending it over to 27 Nathan Road.
He then opened up a connection to the rest of the team.
>>>Sender: Gabriel
>>Subject: Info
Hoi people,
Here is our “good friend”’s personal timetable from some short moment ago. Pulled it out of his head. Might be good, might not be. I ain’t the kind to bring about suggestions, so I’ll let you people of good faith and intentions hash it out.
On another note, I also dug up and out a rather impressive numbers of Ones and Zeros summing up in a commcode list. Unless you’re the techno type and dabble in such communication nonesens, I suggest you stay away from the garantied headache. Fooey and myself can probably run through it if the time is given and the effort brought in quite some amount. I ain’t making any promises if fruits will fall from the ordeal, but it beats sitting here making toasts.
If you need to reach me, I’m on 24/7.
Gabe
P.S. I have a little fly about friend drifting over toward Nathan Road. Should be there in a few to provide aerial intel.
ATTACHEMENT 1:
Calendar schedule, events with reminders.
Wednesday
- Cheung Chau
Thursday
- Cheung Chau
Friday
- 1100 - Lunch @ Maxims
- 2120 - Joe Bananas
Saturday
- 2000 - Dinner @ Imperial Palace
Sunday
- 1445 - St Mary's
Monday
- 1245 - Yee
Tuesday
- 02:30 - Enter the Tiger
Wednesday
- 2000 - Opera House
Thursday
- 1330 - Yee
Friday
- 2200 - Joe Bananas
Saturday
- 1600 - St Mary's
ATTACHEMENT 2:
Dataset is a commcode log with thousands of commcodes.
???? Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - 27 Nathan Road
After Blaze hops on his bike, Wu Xian takes off for the safe house. He keeps the speed reasonable and also keeps an eye out for anyone taking too much notice of them.
Once at the safe house he drops Blaze off and says, "I have some things to take care of but I will be back here around around 9:00am. If there are any problems have someone let me know. Later chummer."
Wu Xian then heads to his crappy, studio apartment near Kowloon bay. Once inside the young man hides his present under one of the loose floor boards in the closet, sets his comm to wake him at 7:00am and then crashes for a couple of hours.
After Blaze hops on his bike, Wu Xian takes off for the safe house. He keeps the speed reasonable and also keeps an eye out for anyone taking too much notice of them.
Once at the safe house he drops Blaze off and says, "I have some things to take care of but I will be back here around around 9:00am. If there are any problems have someone let me know. Later chummer."
Wu Xian then heads to his crappy, studio apartment near Kowloon bay. Once inside the young man hides his present under one of the loose floor boards in the closet, sets his comm to wake him at 7:00am and then crashes for a couple of hours.
07:59:55 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road, Hong Kong
After a few prayers, the elder shadow-denizen had more carefully read over Gabe´s message, which he had just scrolled through previously. After setting his comm to search the public matrix for some key-words from his nephew´s headware, he fire´d off a reply to the prodigal hacker.
[@Gabe, 11.02.70, 04:11:30] "Good work, though a search on the names and places wouldn´t hurt, would it? It may turn out handy, if we could all subscribe to your bird or you´d send us a senso-feed on request. I´ll call you again, when I need it!"
Going back to Jordan Road MRT Station, he searched for a free seeping-coffin, but found none. Grudgingly, he gathered his gear, but not the gift from it´s bank-deposit and moved on to Nathan Road. There, he was finally lucky and checked into a coffin, though it somehow smelled strange inside.
After a three-hour nap, he refreshed himself in the communal washing facility, while he laundered his fine suite. Stashing it into his suite-case, he put on his running-gear and covered it in a wide, bland suite. With a can of icetea and a bag of cheap krill-chips, he left the station, took a small walk circeling the safehouse and messaged the teammembers.
[@Everyone, 11.02.70, 07:59:50] "Good morning my honored team-mates. I will arrive at the meeting-place shortly. We can share any news not implying imediate action there."
When he finally sat down on a banch, he noticed that he had steped into some chewing-gum and started removing it, quietly cursing to himself - and scanned it for any signals, just to be save. With his shoes sufficiently clean, he opened his beverage and started to devide the chips between himself and the doves.
After a few prayers, the elder shadow-denizen had more carefully read over Gabe´s message, which he had just scrolled through previously. After setting his comm to search the public matrix for some key-words from his nephew´s headware, he fire´d off a reply to the prodigal hacker.
[@Gabe, 11.02.70, 04:11:30] "Good work, though a search on the names and places wouldn´t hurt, would it? It may turn out handy, if we could all subscribe to your bird or you´d send us a senso-feed on request. I´ll call you again, when I need it!"
Going back to Jordan Road MRT Station, he searched for a free seeping-coffin, but found none. Grudgingly, he gathered his gear, but not the gift from it´s bank-deposit and moved on to Nathan Road. There, he was finally lucky and checked into a coffin, though it somehow smelled strange inside.
After a three-hour nap, he refreshed himself in the communal washing facility, while he laundered his fine suite. Stashing it into his suite-case, he put on his running-gear and covered it in a wide, bland suite. With a can of icetea and a bag of cheap krill-chips, he left the station, took a small walk circeling the safehouse and messaged the teammembers.
[@Everyone, 11.02.70, 07:59:50] "Good morning my honored team-mates. I will arrive at the meeting-place shortly. We can share any news not implying imediate action there."
When he finally sat down on a banch, he noticed that he had steped into some chewing-gum and started removing it, quietly cursing to himself - and scanned it for any signals, just to be save. With his shoes sufficiently clean, he opened his beverage and started to devide the chips between himself and the doves.
08:00:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070
<<@ElderBrotherWang::
An enormous Celestial Golden Dragon manifests, the background view stutters, as does the dragon itself, then shrinks to about a third of it's original size, the background ARO reality filter sets itself to a rich brown dirt mountaintop above a sea of milky white clouds.
With a sinewy nod, "Elder Brother Wang, we can report that not all hope is lost, yet my friend Wang is still beyond the Gates of Heaven and is awaiting the Lords of Judgement. We require authorization for a new procedure whose results are uncertain. We have high hopes for this effort, but there is no previous attempt from which we can predict the results. In such cases we must have your direct authorization to work. It will take some time to set up the procedure, perhaps 4 hours to next launch window is available. After that, another 2 hours to finish the facility and have the team prepared. So given your immediate authorization we cna begin in 6 hours. After that time we can expect to know the results immediately should we fail, or perhaps nto for another 24 to 48 hours after that."
"Normally such procedures are not covered by the contract, but I have personally authorized this procedure under the experimental program provisions of my own service cotnract with Yokogawa Corporation asnd thus all expenses are covered under those terms should you give us authorization to proceed."
The Golden Dragon flutters it's wings as it awaits a response.>>
<<@ElderBrotherWang::
An enormous Celestial Golden Dragon manifests, the background view stutters, as does the dragon itself, then shrinks to about a third of it's original size, the background ARO reality filter sets itself to a rich brown dirt mountaintop above a sea of milky white clouds.
With a sinewy nod, "Elder Brother Wang, we can report that not all hope is lost, yet my friend Wang is still beyond the Gates of Heaven and is awaiting the Lords of Judgement. We require authorization for a new procedure whose results are uncertain. We have high hopes for this effort, but there is no previous attempt from which we can predict the results. In such cases we must have your direct authorization to work. It will take some time to set up the procedure, perhaps 4 hours to next launch window is available. After that, another 2 hours to finish the facility and have the team prepared. So given your immediate authorization we cna begin in 6 hours. After that time we can expect to know the results immediately should we fail, or perhaps nto for another 24 to 48 hours after that."
"Normally such procedures are not covered by the contract, but I have personally authorized this procedure under the experimental program provisions of my own service cotnract with Yokogawa Corporation asnd thus all expenses are covered under those terms should you give us authorization to proceed."
The Golden Dragon flutters it's wings as it awaits a response.>>
08:00:17 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road, Hong Kong
When the Golden Dragon Revivification Team ´s icon manifested, the old man´s heart sank, as a notification this early could only mean they failed. When the monstrous persona offered him another straw of hope to hold on to, he hasitated for a moment.
"Though it would suffice for most any situation, that I was talking to a friend of my nephew, under these very special conditions I would like to know whome exactly I am talking to, Friend of Wang.
Also, since unconventional procedures have at times very unconventional sideeffects in the 6th world, I need to know a bit more about the measures you are asking me to authorize!"
He absentmindedly flinged a piece of krill-chip at a fat, ugly rat that was stealing the food away from the doves, so hard, that the mutated rodent ran for the sewers.
When the Golden Dragon Revivification Team ´s icon manifested, the old man´s heart sank, as a notification this early could only mean they failed. When the monstrous persona offered him another straw of hope to hold on to, he hasitated for a moment.
"Though it would suffice for most any situation, that I was talking to a friend of my nephew, under these very special conditions I would like to know whome exactly I am talking to, Friend of Wang.
Also, since unconventional procedures have at times very unconventional sideeffects in the 6th world, I need to know a bit more about the measures you are asking me to authorize!"
He absentmindedly flinged a piece of krill-chip at a fat, ugly rat that was stealing the food away from the doves, so hard, that the mutated rodent ran for the sewers.
08:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070
<<Authorization of further treatment will supersede the current contract which prohibits disclosure of certain information, even to you, Elder Brother. However, it is exactly because of what the West's Sixth World influence that this new procedure is considered. Something unusual is interfering with our efforts, and a full team analysis recommends removing the subject from all possible earthly influence for the next phase to have a chance of success. Thus we are holding space on the next Orbital from Jakarta to Station Peony Seven in High Earth Orbit, out of reach of the most persistent of earthly and unearthly influences.
Though... it is perhaps possible that I can convince you of my intent with the assumption that I expected to be introduced to you this coming weekend.>>
<<Authorization of further treatment will supersede the current contract which prohibits disclosure of certain information, even to you, Elder Brother. However, it is exactly because of what the West's Sixth World influence that this new procedure is considered. Something unusual is interfering with our efforts, and a full team analysis recommends removing the subject from all possible earthly influence for the next phase to have a chance of success. Thus we are holding space on the next Orbital from Jakarta to Station Peony Seven in High Earth Orbit, out of reach of the most persistent of earthly and unearthly influences.
Though... it is perhaps possible that I can convince you of my intent with the assumption that I expected to be introduced to you this coming weekend.>>
08:01:01 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Outside of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road, Hong Kong
"That shall suffice for now. I will give you my authorization, Friend of Wang. I thank you for your efforts above and beyond the confinements of my nephews contract and look forward to meet you, once circumstances are more relexed!"
The old man stands up and makes a deep bow, making it look like his spine would break under the strain any moment. In the virtual world his avatar, which is an elderly protagonist from an ancient anime series, dos the same.
"That shall suffice for now. I will give you my authorization, Friend of Wang. I thank you for your efforts above and beyond the confinements of my nephews contract and look forward to meet you, once circumstances are more relexed!"
The old man stands up and makes a deep bow, making it look like his spine would break under the strain any moment. In the virtual world his avatar, which is an elderly protagonist from an ancient anime series, dos the same.
08:01 Tuesday, 11 February 2070
<<The Golden Dragon dips it's head in a bow. A huge wind blows across the mountain top wiping away clouds and revealing the previous overlay and in a loud thunderclap the dragon disappears.
But not before saying, "Bill Fu.">>
<<The Golden Dragon dips it's head in a bow. A huge wind blows across the mountain top wiping away clouds and revealing the previous overlay and in a loud thunderclap the dragon disappears.
But not before saying, "Bill Fu.">>
08:55:37 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
The martial artist spends a good 40 minutes watching the surrounding from his bench, while feeding the doves. Then he takes another walk around the block, carefull not to be followed and picks up a couple of hot and spicy noodles and LeeChi-Flavoured energy drinks, before he enters the safehouse and discreatly raps at the door, rather then using his own access codes.
The martial artist spends a good 40 minutes watching the surrounding from his bench, while feeding the doves. Then he takes another walk around the block, carefull not to be followed and picks up a couple of hot and spicy noodles and LeeChi-Flavoured energy drinks, before he enters the safehouse and discreatly raps at the door, rather then using his own access codes.
08:01 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 , Mike Root
There are a couple messages available...
<<A cherry wood hope chest arrives, a familiar ARO package that acted as a signature and signal as well. After pulling on the correct carved protruding root the voice message plays.
"Don't do a callback, this is a heads up, I just checked the security check queue requests, and guess who came up? Yeah, not a big deal, except it came with a triple A HQ reply node. I followed up, don't thank me yet, and this one is the second in as many weeks, though the last one came through different channels. Anyway, you need to know someone is checking up on you, and given the pattern, and the situation your in, I expect you need to know about the parties interested. First one's a dead end, but the one that just came through, that's Wuxing, and yes, it's an Aberdeen node."
A cheery cursive "Where there's Hope there's Life." icon appears and fades out with the message.>>
<<Check this mornings dailies(featuring reports of the demise of one Johnny Wang), unless you let me know it's clear, I'm taking the slow boat to china, which puts me out of work for a bit, but that's how it goes.
Gaio Faun>>
There are a couple messages available...
<<A cherry wood hope chest arrives, a familiar ARO package that acted as a signature and signal as well. After pulling on the correct carved protruding root the voice message plays.
"Don't do a callback, this is a heads up, I just checked the security check queue requests, and guess who came up? Yeah, not a big deal, except it came with a triple A HQ reply node. I followed up, don't thank me yet, and this one is the second in as many weeks, though the last one came through different channels. Anyway, you need to know someone is checking up on you, and given the pattern, and the situation your in, I expect you need to know about the parties interested. First one's a dead end, but the one that just came through, that's Wuxing, and yes, it's an Aberdeen node."
A cheery cursive "Where there's Hope there's Life." icon appears and fades out with the message.>>
<<Check this mornings dailies(featuring reports of the demise of one Johnny Wang), unless you let me know it's clear, I'm taking the slow boat to china, which puts me out of work for a bit, but that's how it goes.
Gaio Faun>>
07:00:00 - 9:20:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070
The incessant noise from his commlink finally drags Wu Xian out of his slumber. He fumbles through his morning preparations as he shakes off the lack of sleep. Soon though he is fully recovered as only the young can be from such little sleep. As he finishes up his preparations and gathers his running gear in his backpack he checks his messages. He then heads off for the safehouse.
Between the congested morning traffic and a stop off at a corner store to pick up a rice and fish dish for breakfast, Wu Xian gets to the safehouse late than he planned.
Once he gets there he parks his bike in a safe looking location with a view of the safehouse. He sits on the bike for a few minutes pretending to fiddle with his commlink as he checks the area out. Satisfied that all is well Wu Xian heads over to the safehouse and enters it.
The incessant noise from his commlink finally drags Wu Xian out of his slumber. He fumbles through his morning preparations as he shakes off the lack of sleep. Soon though he is fully recovered as only the young can be from such little sleep. As he finishes up his preparations and gathers his running gear in his backpack he checks his messages. He then heads off for the safehouse.
Between the congested morning traffic and a stop off at a corner store to pick up a rice and fish dish for breakfast, Wu Xian gets to the safehouse late than he planned.
Once he gets there he parks his bike in a safe looking location with a view of the safehouse. He sits on the bike for a few minutes pretending to fiddle with his commlink as he checks the area out. Satisfied that all is well Wu Xian heads over to the safehouse and enters it.
08:57:46 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
Neko Mahou - Support Shaman
The feline changeling stirred in the one of the bottom bunks provided by the shadowrunning group’s new partner. The rapping at the door was the cause, and though now awakened, Hikaru’s mind was still fuzzy from sleep and she just lay there on the generic mattress letting it clear. She didn’t have long for that though, since another series of knocks at the main door roused her from her resting place to stand on the cool floor barefooted. As she stepped into her pants and fastened them around her waist using her belt, she thought about the past few hours leading up to this point in her life.
The ‘New Year’ had started out pretty good, at least she thought so, with the group she had joined pulling off her first big shadowrun to change some of the fireworks for the ‘Chinese New Year’ for the Tiger. They had completed it without any real problems and all she felt proud of herself. Now after finding Johnny Wang’s body instead of the elderly man smiling with drink in hand, her thoughts were more worrisome than joyous. The young changed elf also was more than a bit confused about it all, with the rest of her companions seeming, while no less confused, more at ease in their actions. Neko had hoped that she did the right thing in following the majority of the group during the following negotiations, which also confused her since she couldn’t understand some of the finer points because of the speed of the talks.
After the talks were over, everyone had grabbed their boxes and departed from the hotel, with Hikaru trying to invisibly follow Willow to where ever she may lead her. This plan didn’t go very far since she lost sight of Willow’s form in the sea of partying people that were filtering in and out of the doors in Hikaru’s bid to leave while not being noticed. After quickly looking around just outside the hotel, the changeling quickly moved down the street, following the bouncing ball that might lead her to the safehouse the hotel provided.
Before going more than a few blocks, the invisible shaman quickly stopped in a passing alleyway to drop her spell and look inside the box she was holding. Seeing the stack of what looked like golden coins, she audibly gasped at the sight before closing the box again. Quickly thinking of what to do with her gained fortune, she moved out of the alley and back down the street towards the nearest subway entrance. As she made her way through the transit system towards her destination, the pink haired girl came to a decision which she acted on as she stepped off the train into the final station in her route.
Following the signs that indicated a postal system of some sort, she came to a small station manned by a very bored looking human girl. After grabbing a padded envelope, Hikaru carefully placed the contents from the box into it and sealed the new container. Then following the arduous rules and filling out the following paperwork, she sent the package off to her parents house back in Japan under the name ‘Sakura Dance’.
Tossing the now empty box into a trash can before leaving the station, the purple eyed teenager moved back into the city night scape and walked the rest of the way towards the safehouse, following the annoyingly bouncing ball the entire time. Along the walk, she had sent a message to her father letting him know to expect a package from her soon and to help her out with it. It wasn’t much longer after that though that she entered the small apartment and saw Willow, now normal looking, leaned back in a chair watching some trid show. Waving to her as she passed, Hikaru looked into the two empty rooms and the bunks that were provided. It seemed that just seeing the beds introduced a wave of drowsiness in the girl as she chose a room and settled down for some sleep.
As she finished putting her pants on, the pink haired changeling moved out to the main door, wiping at her sleep filled eyes, trying to fully awaken. As she reached the door she looked through the peep hole and saw the figure of the eldest member of the group, yet another Wang. Questioning slightly why he didn’t just use the access code to open the door like she did not four hours ago, she opened the door and moved slightly out of the way to make room for him to enter.
Neko Mahou - Support Shaman
The feline changeling stirred in the one of the bottom bunks provided by the shadowrunning group’s new partner. The rapping at the door was the cause, and though now awakened, Hikaru’s mind was still fuzzy from sleep and she just lay there on the generic mattress letting it clear. She didn’t have long for that though, since another series of knocks at the main door roused her from her resting place to stand on the cool floor barefooted. As she stepped into her pants and fastened them around her waist using her belt, she thought about the past few hours leading up to this point in her life.
The ‘New Year’ had started out pretty good, at least she thought so, with the group she had joined pulling off her first big shadowrun to change some of the fireworks for the ‘Chinese New Year’ for the Tiger. They had completed it without any real problems and all she felt proud of herself. Now after finding Johnny Wang’s body instead of the elderly man smiling with drink in hand, her thoughts were more worrisome than joyous. The young changed elf also was more than a bit confused about it all, with the rest of her companions seeming, while no less confused, more at ease in their actions. Neko had hoped that she did the right thing in following the majority of the group during the following negotiations, which also confused her since she couldn’t understand some of the finer points because of the speed of the talks.
After the talks were over, everyone had grabbed their boxes and departed from the hotel, with Hikaru trying to invisibly follow Willow to where ever she may lead her. This plan didn’t go very far since she lost sight of Willow’s form in the sea of partying people that were filtering in and out of the doors in Hikaru’s bid to leave while not being noticed. After quickly looking around just outside the hotel, the changeling quickly moved down the street, following the bouncing ball that might lead her to the safehouse the hotel provided.
Before going more than a few blocks, the invisible shaman quickly stopped in a passing alleyway to drop her spell and look inside the box she was holding. Seeing the stack of what looked like golden coins, she audibly gasped at the sight before closing the box again. Quickly thinking of what to do with her gained fortune, she moved out of the alley and back down the street towards the nearest subway entrance. As she made her way through the transit system towards her destination, the pink haired girl came to a decision which she acted on as she stepped off the train into the final station in her route.
Following the signs that indicated a postal system of some sort, she came to a small station manned by a very bored looking human girl. After grabbing a padded envelope, Hikaru carefully placed the contents from the box into it and sealed the new container. Then following the arduous rules and filling out the following paperwork, she sent the package off to her parents house back in Japan under the name ‘Sakura Dance’.
Tossing the now empty box into a trash can before leaving the station, the purple eyed teenager moved back into the city night scape and walked the rest of the way towards the safehouse, following the annoyingly bouncing ball the entire time. Along the walk, she had sent a message to her father letting him know to expect a package from her soon and to help her out with it. It wasn’t much longer after that though that she entered the small apartment and saw Willow, now normal looking, leaned back in a chair watching some trid show. Waving to her as she passed, Hikaru looked into the two empty rooms and the bunks that were provided. It seemed that just seeing the beds introduced a wave of drowsiness in the girl as she chose a room and settled down for some sleep.
As she finished putting her pants on, the pink haired changeling moved out to the main door, wiping at her sleep filled eyes, trying to fully awaken. As she reached the door she looked through the peep hole and saw the figure of the eldest member of the group, yet another Wang. Questioning slightly why he didn’t just use the access code to open the door like she did not four hours ago, she opened the door and moved slightly out of the way to make room for him to enter.
08:57:50 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
The man gazed at the catgirl for a long moment, with his eary, discollored eyes. Getting in, he closed the door behind him and shoved the foodback into her arms, saying quietly, but in a gruffy voice.
"Next time, put on some armor and have a weapon ready, before you open the door! Familiar looks don´t garantee it´s a frind knocking at the door, you should know that."
With a look at the bag, he bluntly adds "Breakfast" and then unpacks an assortmant of devices from his suitecase, to scann the flat.
The man gazed at the catgirl for a long moment, with his eary, discollored eyes. Getting in, he closed the door behind him and shoved the foodback into her arms, saying quietly, but in a gruffy voice.
"Next time, put on some armor and have a weapon ready, before you open the door! Familiar looks don´t garantee it´s a frind knocking at the door, you should know that."
With a look at the bag, he bluntly adds "Breakfast" and then unpacks an assortmant of devices from his suitecase, to scann the flat.
09:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
At precisely 9 o'clock, Cloud's commlink beeps an alarm and Cloud is instantly awake. He is able to survive on far less rest and food than most other metahumans, it had been useful since he operated far inside enemy territory for most of his time with Combat Inc. However, the sweet smell of breakfast reminds him that while he might be able to survive on less nourishment than others, he is still mortal.
"Ah... good morning, revered elder, little sister."
At precisely 9 o'clock, Cloud's commlink beeps an alarm and Cloud is instantly awake. He is able to survive on far less rest and food than most other metahumans, it had been useful since he operated far inside enemy territory for most of his time with Combat Inc. However, the sweet smell of breakfast reminds him that while he might be able to survive on less nourishment than others, he is still mortal.
"Ah... good morning, revered elder, little sister."
09:00:10 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
Neko Mahou - Support Shaman
Looking down at the bag of warm food and then at the skin tight armored shirt she was wearing, Hikaru's ears twiched as she started to say something to the old man who had just walked past her, but instead went silent. 'Jijii thinks he knows everything...', the thought as she followed the old fighter to the table with an rebelious look on her face.
Sitting down, she unconsiously moved her tail out of the way but it kept twiching its tip in agitation. Seated across from where the elderly man was walking around the room, the girl reached into the bag to pull out a warm package of food, broke open a pair of chopsticks and let out a quiet, "Itadakimasu." She then started eating the meal, slightly thankful since she hadn't had anything to eat since before they met up last night...
Thinking about how they walked in on the body of Johnny Wang laying in a pool of his own blood, Hikaru stopped just before taking another bite of food and slowly set her chopsticks on the small box of food. She then just sat there in thought, looking at the food in front of her on the table, but no longer hungry due to the images floating through her head.
She was soon snapped out of her thoughts by the sound of Cloud's voice as he exited the other bedroom as he said, "Ah... Good morning, revered elder, little sister." She turned her head to see him walking up to the table and take an empty seat. After seating himself, he reached for the bag of food, which the feline teenager pushed towards him, and took out a box of warm food similar to hers.
"Ohayou, Aniki.", she said to him with a slight smile on her face.
Neko Mahou - Support Shaman
Looking down at the bag of warm food and then at the skin tight armored shirt she was wearing, Hikaru's ears twiched as she started to say something to the old man who had just walked past her, but instead went silent. 'Jijii thinks he knows everything...', the thought as she followed the old fighter to the table with an rebelious look on her face.
Sitting down, she unconsiously moved her tail out of the way but it kept twiching its tip in agitation. Seated across from where the elderly man was walking around the room, the girl reached into the bag to pull out a warm package of food, broke open a pair of chopsticks and let out a quiet, "Itadakimasu." She then started eating the meal, slightly thankful since she hadn't had anything to eat since before they met up last night...
Thinking about how they walked in on the body of Johnny Wang laying in a pool of his own blood, Hikaru stopped just before taking another bite of food and slowly set her chopsticks on the small box of food. She then just sat there in thought, looking at the food in front of her on the table, but no longer hungry due to the images floating through her head.
She was soon snapped out of her thoughts by the sound of Cloud's voice as he exited the other bedroom as he said, "Ah... Good morning, revered elder, little sister." She turned her head to see him walking up to the table and take an empty seat. After seating himself, he reached for the bag of food, which the feline teenager pushed towards him, and took out a box of warm food similar to hers.
"Ohayou, Aniki.", she said to him with a slight smile on her face.
09:22:50 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
The elder brother spent several minutes carefully scanning the appartment and checking the supplys, before he finally set down with the others -formally greeting everyone present once more- and stared nibbling at some food, waiting for the rest of the team to arrive or at least send an answer to his message.
The elder brother spent several minutes carefully scanning the appartment and checking the supplys, before he finally set down with the others -formally greeting everyone present once more- and stared nibbling at some food, waiting for the rest of the team to arrive or at least send an answer to his message.
09:23:50 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
Wu Xian uses the code given to him by Ms. Green and enters the safehouse. He sees a few of the team members sitting down eating and gives them a quick wave. Then he heads deeper into the place looking for an unoccupied room. Once he finds one he drops off his gear and heads back out to join the others.
"Morning everyone", he says as he sits down with the others.
Wu Xian uses the code given to him by Ms. Green and enters the safehouse. He sees a few of the team members sitting down eating and gives them a quick wave. Then he heads deeper into the place looking for an unoccupied room. Once he finds one he drops off his gear and heads back out to join the others.
"Morning everyone", he says as he sits down with the others.
09:24:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
Neko Mahou - Support Shaman
By the time the old man had stopped wandering around the small apartment and Wu Xian arrived, Hikaru had long since finished her breakfast. Though she did not have any appetite after seeing the vision of Johnny Wang in her mind, her upbringing wouldn't let her disgrace the old man's offering of food by not finishing it all. Slowly but surely, she ate it, bite by bite until she lay her chopsticks on the now empty container. Standing silently from the table, she picked up her mess and disposed of it before returning to her seat.
Sitting there, she turned on her commlink's music player to try and calm her nerves some. As the pink haired girl sat listening to the music playing through her earbuds, the others could see her slowly relaxing, though it wasn't until her favorite sing started playing that she fully calmed down.
The young changeling first started unconsiously to slightly nod her head with the beat of the other techno beats, but once 'Vision of Awakening' started playing Hikaru closed her eyes and felt all the muscles in her body relax all at once. She had it playing real low in her ears so she could still hear what was going on in the room, but she couldn't fell or hear her right hand on the table quickly extending and retracting each claw individually with the beat to lightly tap on the table. It was such an unconsious movement and slight of sound that the music in her ears blocked it out.
Neko Mahou - Support Shaman
By the time the old man had stopped wandering around the small apartment and Wu Xian arrived, Hikaru had long since finished her breakfast. Though she did not have any appetite after seeing the vision of Johnny Wang in her mind, her upbringing wouldn't let her disgrace the old man's offering of food by not finishing it all. Slowly but surely, she ate it, bite by bite until she lay her chopsticks on the now empty container. Standing silently from the table, she picked up her mess and disposed of it before returning to her seat.
Sitting there, she turned on her commlink's music player to try and calm her nerves some. As the pink haired girl sat listening to the music playing through her earbuds, the others could see her slowly relaxing, though it wasn't until her favorite sing started playing that she fully calmed down.
The young changeling first started unconsiously to slightly nod her head with the beat of the other techno beats, but once 'Vision of Awakening' started playing Hikaru closed her eyes and felt all the muscles in her body relax all at once. She had it playing real low in her ears so she could still hear what was going on in the room, but she couldn't fell or hear her right hand on the table quickly extending and retracting each claw individually with the beat to lightly tap on the table. It was such an unconsious movement and slight of sound that the music in her ears blocked it out.
09:24:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
Blaze - Pyrokinetic
Blaze stood just outside the safehouse, finishing up his first cigarette of the morning. A few minutes later, he went back inside to see if everyone had arrived yet. Seeing that most of the team was there, he found a place to sit down and asked, "So? The hospital thing was a bust. Do we have any more leads, or did you want us to try again today?"
Blaze - Pyrokinetic
Blaze stood just outside the safehouse, finishing up his first cigarette of the morning. A few minutes later, he went back inside to see if everyone had arrived yet. Seeing that most of the team was there, he found a place to sit down and asked, "So? The hospital thing was a bust. Do we have any more leads, or did you want us to try again today?"
09:24:40 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
Mildly anoyed by the cat-girl´s claws, the old man started rotating a trio of chinese health balls in his right hand. This passtime must have been practced to the extream, as the balls moved very fast after a few moments, while they did not make a sound.
The martial artist greeted the other team members as they reached the flat and after Blaze spoke up, replyed for all to hear.
"Well, since most of the team is present, we might as well exchange what information we have gathered and then decide, what to do. I am not an expert on network security, but I´d suggest we don´t send this conversation over the waves. We can inform the others when they show up. The honored Jhonny Wang is still in critical condition, but not compleatly beyond rescue, though hope might be slim. He is transfered to a secure location at this moment, where he may still be saved, but we can do nothing to improve the security of this location."
Mildly anoyed by the cat-girl´s claws, the old man started rotating a trio of chinese health balls in his right hand. This passtime must have been practced to the extream, as the balls moved very fast after a few moments, while they did not make a sound.
The martial artist greeted the other team members as they reached the flat and after Blaze spoke up, replyed for all to hear.
"Well, since most of the team is present, we might as well exchange what information we have gathered and then decide, what to do. I am not an expert on network security, but I´d suggest we don´t send this conversation over the waves. We can inform the others when they show up. The honored Jhonny Wang is still in critical condition, but not compleatly beyond rescue, though hope might be slim. He is transfered to a secure location at this moment, where he may still be saved, but we can do nothing to improve the security of this location."
09:24:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
Blaze - Pyrokinetic
"So... saving him is out of our hands. Fine by me. I hate hospitals, anyway." Blaze smirked, but then realised that finding anything humorous about the situation would probably be considered very distasteful, and in an uncharacteristic show of good-sense, wiped the smirk off of his face.
"So... what? We're going to focus on finding out who did it? Or just sitting quietly until we find out if he makes it or not?"
"I still think if someone tried to kill him, they'll try to finish the job. We might not be able to make him any more secure - but if we can figure out who is after him, we might be able to stop them."
Not wanting to appear too caring or soft, he quickly changed his demeanor again. "You know... or at least get some proof that we didn't do it for that hotel, or whatever." The truth was, if Johnny Wang lived to tell everyone who tried to kill him, his name would be clear - so saving Johnny was a clear means to an end. Unfortunatly, it didn't sound like they were going to have a lot of liscense in how they saw that happen.
He looked around to see if anyone else was thinking along the same lines as he was. He got the feeling that some of these Runners were a lot closer to Johnny Wang than he was - and a few of them probably even wanted revenge. Blaze, however, would bee just as happy to clear his name and kiss this place goodbye - but the idea of doing a little 'charity work' wasn't completely out of the question if he thought he could count on the team backing him up.
...and he barely knew these guys.
Blaze - Pyrokinetic
"So... saving him is out of our hands. Fine by me. I hate hospitals, anyway." Blaze smirked, but then realised that finding anything humorous about the situation would probably be considered very distasteful, and in an uncharacteristic show of good-sense, wiped the smirk off of his face.
"So... what? We're going to focus on finding out who did it? Or just sitting quietly until we find out if he makes it or not?"
"I still think if someone tried to kill him, they'll try to finish the job. We might not be able to make him any more secure - but if we can figure out who is after him, we might be able to stop them."
Not wanting to appear too caring or soft, he quickly changed his demeanor again. "You know... or at least get some proof that we didn't do it for that hotel, or whatever." The truth was, if Johnny Wang lived to tell everyone who tried to kill him, his name would be clear - so saving Johnny was a clear means to an end. Unfortunatly, it didn't sound like they were going to have a lot of liscense in how they saw that happen.
He looked around to see if anyone else was thinking along the same lines as he was. He got the feeling that some of these Runners were a lot closer to Johnny Wang than he was - and a few of them probably even wanted revenge. Blaze, however, would bee just as happy to clear his name and kiss this place goodbye - but the idea of doing a little 'charity work' wasn't completely out of the question if he thought he could count on the team backing him up.
...and he barely knew these guys.
09:25:00 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
The red and blue eye cast a hard gaze on Blaze as the young mage smirked, that eased up only slightly, when he answered.
"Of course. We have allready promissed to find the perpetrators!"
The red and blue eye cast a hard gaze on Blaze as the young mage smirked, that eased up only slightly, when he answered.
"Of course. We have allready promissed to find the perpetrators!"
09:25:30 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
Blaze - Pyrokinetic
"Right, so..." Blaze nods and moves his hand to suggest he was expecting more. "... do we have a plan?" He shrugged to indicate that he had nothing. "I mean, point me at the bad guys, and I can make 'em regret crossing us... but telling the good from the bad ones isn't exactly my strong point. I can barely understand the language around here."
Blaze - Pyrokinetic
"Right, so..." Blaze nods and moves his hand to suggest he was expecting more. "... do we have a plan?" He shrugged to indicate that he had nothing. "I mean, point me at the bad guys, and I can make 'em regret crossing us... but telling the good from the bad ones isn't exactly my strong point. I can barely understand the language around here."
09:25:50 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
Neko Mahou - Support Shaman
The young japanese girl reopened her eyes as she started hearing the older Wang greet people as they entered. With a silent smile and a wave of gloved hand, she too greeted her teammates as they sat at the table or stood in the room. She kept the soothing music playing in the background until she heard the old man briefing the gathered team.
Turning off the beating techno that way playing in her ears, she leaned forward a bit as the chinese elder started explaining how Johnny Wang might be saved. 'Thank god... I dont understand it all, but I truly hope they can help him...', Hikaru thought to herself as she put a hand to her chest and took a deep breath. Before she could continue to ponder the fate of her employer the american man spoke up, interrupting her thoughts.
As she turned her gaze from the chinese man to the one dressed in dark cloths covered with flames, the feline changeling swore she saw a smirk on his face though when she blinked, it was gone. Watching, she saw him quickly go through two, no... three different demeanor changes as he talked. She was somewhat used to westerner ways due to her father, but she still couldn't help but shake her head and sigh at his display.
Still, she had to agree with him on a major point... "Yes... Where do we start? I mean, Ms Green started cleaning the room after we left and I didn't see anything on the other plane... What do we have to go on?", she asked to the group while spreading her clawed hands apart to show she had nothing.
Neko Mahou - Support Shaman
The young japanese girl reopened her eyes as she started hearing the older Wang greet people as they entered. With a silent smile and a wave of gloved hand, she too greeted her teammates as they sat at the table or stood in the room. She kept the soothing music playing in the background until she heard the old man briefing the gathered team.
Turning off the beating techno that way playing in her ears, she leaned forward a bit as the chinese elder started explaining how Johnny Wang might be saved. 'Thank god... I dont understand it all, but I truly hope they can help him...', Hikaru thought to herself as she put a hand to her chest and took a deep breath. Before she could continue to ponder the fate of her employer the american man spoke up, interrupting her thoughts.
As she turned her gaze from the chinese man to the one dressed in dark cloths covered with flames, the feline changeling swore she saw a smirk on his face though when she blinked, it was gone. Watching, she saw him quickly go through two, no... three different demeanor changes as he talked. She was somewhat used to westerner ways due to her father, but she still couldn't help but shake her head and sigh at his display.
Still, she had to agree with him on a major point... "Yes... Where do we start? I mean, Ms Green started cleaning the room after we left and I didn't see anything on the other plane... What do we have to go on?", she asked to the group while spreading her clawed hands apart to show she had nothing.
09:26:01 Tuesday, 11 February 2070 - Flat D, 14th floor of Alpha House, 27 Nathan Road
The old man noded silently as the younger runners spoke.
"Time will tell what Ms. Green found. I did not find out anything new this night, besides Mr. Wang´s condition - I will be informed, when it changes. Maybe the long, black hair from the hotel bedroom will bring a new lead, it might even be usable as a ritual link... In the mean time, we might find a hint, by backtracking Mr. Wang´s last day´s appointments - of course general legwork might turn up something, too, but we need to be subtile. Did anyone find something usefull with that data Gabe pulled from the headware? I have done a superficial search on the names and places ..."
The old man reiterates the information he had found in his datasearch.
The old man noded silently as the younger runners spoke.
"Time will tell what Ms. Green found. I did not find out anything new this night, besides Mr. Wang´s condition - I will be informed, when it changes. Maybe the long, black hair from the hotel bedroom will bring a new lead, it might even be usable as a ritual link... In the mean time, we might find a hint, by backtracking Mr. Wang´s last day´s appointments - of course general legwork might turn up something, too, but we need to be subtile. Did anyone find something usefull with that data Gabe pulled from the headware? I have done a superficial search on the names and places ..."
The old man reiterates the information he had found in his datasearch.
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