Well.. thank you, Jackie. You've been really nice to us. But you know, we do have a small problem now. You see, we have you on the boat in the middle of freaking nowhere. Our little friend on the water seems hungry and we.. well, you have seen now our faces, so our identities are ruined. You seem to be a smart guy, so what do you have in mind right know to try solve this - mmm, let's say, a really ankward situation.
Rayo turns to look at Luigi, while covering his mouth like he's going to cough.
We could make this last a bit longer. Let's send message to Lucky about what we know by know and hear if she wants to know more about him. Or use this guy as a "bait" to lure the whole shipment. That pro runner worries me though.

Uhhh... you could get a mage to wind wipe me! Listen, we can work something out! I know lots more! Really guys, I can be helpful!

Hey, I know that Blake's seeing another girl on the side besides Eve!

Desperatino is clearly written all over his face. He's be willing to sell out his mother's savings account code at this point.

Sounds good, always worth getting the boss' opinion. Would be easier and cleaner to get rid of him here, but easy enough to clean up after the shipment and luring it in as though there are no problems would be good. Dunno whether they'll ship it through this guy though. You message Lucky and I'll see what else I can get, if nothing else I can always chuck him after promising anything.

Youse doin' gud Jackie, youse givin' us some reason ta keep youse in one piece. Now whose dis Blake seein'? Dey ship anyting udder den weapons thru youse?

No I just move guns.

He's some some blond chica. I seen 'em together a few times. She's like 17 or something. A little corp good girl type , a real trim, ya' know. I dunno if she's slummin' or what, but I seen 'em. Scanned a pic, it's on my commlink!I never got her name, but I got the pics!

Rayo goes sitting a little farther away from Luigi and Jack, covers his mouth with his hand, in case Jack sees him muffling, even though see seems busy right now, and call Lucky. He connects his eyefeed to the call, letting the Lucky see some bouncing picture of Luigi and Jack.

Ms. Santangelo, our little friend has given us some information. Jack is really just a middleman, seems he doesn't know much about coming shipments, but he knows more about the guy who delivers the stuff to him. Some dwarf named Carson and he doesn't even thrust Jack. But we can't assume they will deliver the shipment through him, but in case this happens the change will happen somewhere in swamps, so ambush there might be possible. What worries the most is the rumour that Blake has hired some pro runners to protect their shipment. So opponents would be more than just ordinal Krewe members. Jack here is really in a talkative mood, so if you would like to ask something from him now would be the time.
Rayo turns to look at the moving fin in the water and then back to Jack and Luigi.

Leaving Jack leaning over the railing of the boat Luigi frisks Jack for his 'link. Pulling it out and browsing through the files, he leans against the railing next to Jack, one hand carefully holding Jack's belt buckle.

Dis is some interestin' stuff Jackie me bouy, maybe even enuff ta make da boss keep youse breathin'

Any reply from Lucky? 'Cos this can't go on much longer or he'll notice we're keeping him alive and that we're running out of questions. You got anymore before I end this?

Jack nods. It looks like an attempt at being eager to help, but he simply looks defeated, and maybe a bit hopeful that he'll be able to keep sucking down air a bit longer. Seeing the shark milling about in the bloody water seems to have made it quite clear how on the edge he is.

Yeah, sure guys. What ever ya' wanna know man.

Rayo/Luigi - Rayo's Boat at the Coast of New Orleans - Thursday August 16th 0020

Rayo waits a few moments more if Lucky might answer to him, but soon gives up.
No. Nothing from lady Lucky.
Rayo raises from his seat and walks around the deck, massaging his temples.
Think Rayo, think.. some way to save this poor bastard.
I know Luigi. Our Jackie here isn't stupid, he should already know that there's no way he's walking alive. But..
Drek it..
I want him alive, Luigi. I know that you belong to the mob just by how you dressed when we first met and I know how mob does business. But I don't do things that way. And I know that this guy would be more valuable to us alive than dead. Sure, he knows our faces, that's a huge problem. But we can work that out. Somehow. Wadda ya say?
Rayo looks coldly now at Luigi under his eyebrows with his electric blue cybereyes. Trying to look like he knows what he says.

Rayo/Luigi - Rayo's Boat at the Coast of New Orleans - Thursday August 16th 0020

Looking slightly surprised at Rayo, Luigi sends another message back

What? Well yeah I'm sure wese could use another gunrunnin', backstabbin', disloyal scumbag, but 'ow da hell do youse suggest wese get 'im ta work fer us an' keep 'is promise? I gets da idea dis fekker will stab us right where it'll 'urt first chance 'e gets his accent coming through on the message as the 'link fails to compensate for the emotion.

I know, Luigi, I know..
He's so right. This little bastard sings like a bird. And this kind of birds need to be burried. Or fed to sharks.
Rayo messages and then turns around to look at the sea. He's a long time silent and then turns around.
But he might be our ace card, you know what I'm saying? IF the Krewe decides to move the drugs, or whatever, through him, then we could manipulate them in worse situation. Maybe we could make them do deal with this Carson-guy in their little bar and follow him from there to where the Krewe's headquaters is. We wouldn't only take the drugs from the cargo their delivering, but we could end the whole Krewe business and take everything they got in their warehouses! What do you think your sottocapos and your other bosses would think of that? Smells like a promotion to me..

He's already said that the Krewe only move guns through him. Well if you want to trust him and make his little warehouse your responsible I'm fine with that but I think that he's far more risk than possible gain. I'd decide quickly Rayo, before he thinks he'll let him live anyway, make him eternally grateful for every breath if you want to keep him better that you do it as 'good' cop, but remember he causes trouble it'll land on you.

Can't believe Rayo tinks dis guys an asset, he's gonna shop us as soon as.... Mebbe I'd betta waste 'im 'fore the 'alfer gets da chance ta scew dis up....

Rayo looks gloomily to Luigi a very long moment and doesn't even bother to use subvocal anymore.
Fine. You win. Do whatever you want.
Rayo walks past Jack and taps him gently to the back.
Sorry, bud. I tried.
Then we just walks inside to the crew quaters.
Freaking trog. But better be safe than sorry. And I don't won't to negotiate with a pissed of troll. At least not with one with ties to the mob. Not playing their game, just need to use their rules for a while.

Shrugging at Rayo departure Luigi calmly stands behind Jack and with a swift jerk, he smashes Jack's face into the railing of the boat. Breaking Jack's nose, but mercifully knocking him out as Luigi carries on the move and slings Jack's body out over the railing and into the water and watches it splash into the blooded and fishgut tainted water.

Turning away from the inevertible tearing fight over the body, he just carefully washes off any traces of Jack's blood and gives Rayo some time to adjust.

Well at least 'e saw da obvious, was 'alf 'opin' e'd come up wid a plan fer makin' 'im work fer us.... ah well we's can just put someone else in dat guys place.

GM note

The shark makes quick work of it's meal. The water is red within moments, and the body isn't seen again. More fins apporaching are a sure sign that being somewhere else is a good idea.

Not long after the anchor rises, motors burst in action and the boat starts heading back to the shore. Rayo just sits in his captain's chair and doesn't say anything. Unless Luigi takes off the tarps he will, folding them neetly into one of the fixed metal boxes at the back.

Helping Rayo take down the tarp covering, Luigi lets the silence stretch for a bit and then speaks up.

Dis might come out wrong so bear wid me. I's respect yer fer tryin' ta keep people alive, even der udder side, I really do an' I wouldsa backed yer up all der way.... But sometimes dey not saveable, I couldsn't see a way dat 'e woulda shopped us ta da NOPS, iff'n youse could den we'sa gone wid it, youse is valuable ta us.... and ter yerself.... youse turnin' out ta be a good guy ta have in der sticky stuff too, I's not wanna see youse get in dren fer sentimenality. Anyhoo it's done now and it was me dat did it an' if dat makes yer feel betta den gud. I can see ya gon' far iff'n youse want ta, but youse might need ta getta bit tougher.... or not.... and he smiles

Any road, let's get back ta Ms. Santangelo an' see whats dis 'link gots ta say fer itself.

The boat ruises on for a while, as thoughts of the days work swirls in the the pairs heads. Sooner than either would really like, they pull back in to the boat house, shrouded in deep darknes still.

Rayo doesn't say anything to Luigi, just nods to him or maybe even that was because of the waves. When back to the boat house Rayo dies the engines and lets the boat gently slide in. Accustomed to where everything should be, Rayo throws the ropes to right directions and walks after them in the darkness.

Drink. Needs a drink.

Luigi/Rayo - Rayo's dock - 01:30

Stepping off the boat after the silent dwarf, Luigi helps tying the boat up and then speaks up quietly.

I'm gonna see if L is still up, if not den I guess tomorra will 'afta do. Call me if youse need a 'and wid anyting.

Seeing little response he heads out of the boat hanger, hands in his pockets and Jack's commlink tucked into an inside pocket.

Walking off down the dark back street of New Orleans would be scary if it weren't for his thermographic vision shows little metahuman movement in the area, and his size which always tended to stop people trying to mug him.

Heh, a mugger might do some gud tonight, I tink der 'alfer's pissed. Ah well, betta 'e's pissed den locked up or worse.

Tapping a quick message into his AR keyboard he lobs a message off to Lucky while he walks a safe distance from the boat yard and then sends it while he passes the front door.

L, it's Lu the night out with R and J just finished. Was a good time, shame you missed it. Lemme know when you're free and I'll fill you in. Anyway I'm too sleepy to type now, sleep well.

The message sent he sends a comm out to his stepvan's dog brain to come pick him up, and leaning against a wall he settles in to wait for it....

Luigi - New Orleans Docks area - 02:15

By the time the Step van had pulled up in front of Luigi he'd had plenty of time to realise that Lucky was busy, too busy to respond yet, and so climbing in he set the autonav for home.

Hope youse is okay Ms.Santangelo, heh 'ope youse just havin' an early night. Well plenty o' time ta bring youse up ta speed on our bits tomorra.

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Pulling up in the parking lot for his apartment he steps out of the van, locks it up and nodding to the men hanging around out front, all casual like, he heads in and up to his apartment.

Heading in he grabs a QuikHeat™ food pack and walks on through to the room. Setting the pack to heat he gingerly takes his jacket, letting it hit the floor with a clunk of armour, and then the rest if his clothes follow as he steps into the shower.

Argh, I knew sittin' an' standin' still so much was gonna to lock all dese muscles up, maledicalo dat smarts, fraggin' LMG.

Letting the shower wash away the sweat and at least some of the muscle tension he checks how bad it is.

Frell, I look like one of dose dolls dat got splattered wid paint.... 'cept dis is painfully paint dats bruisin'. I don't wanna know what my's back looks like....

Shutting off the water, drying off his fur and then setting the pack to heat, he settles on the bed to eat and then settles down to sleep.

Dis is gonna 'urt in da mornin'.... ah well, always a gud day when youse finish wid out blood pissin' outta ya.....

Luigi- Thursday August 16th - 1100

Luigi wakes up in his massive bed, more sore than he remembers ever being in his life. It 's not oging to be a pleasant day for anyone that crosses him today, that much is certain.

Ltos to do today. Information to pass on to Lucky, murders to cover up, and angry dwarf to watch, and Mancuso to report to. Going to be a bust day.

Ray - Thursday August 16th - 1100

Rayo wakes up late, Admiral gently tugging at his belly with his paws as he stretches out. Memories of last night's work come to the surface immediately. It's bad enough dreaming about it most of the night, but having to think about it first thing in the morning too....

The worst part is the realization that Jack could basically be Rayo, just playing for a different team. Who knows how mch his ties could get him in to. Better hope the Family association pays off before that.

Lucky - Thursday August 16th - 1100
Sleeping in si a luxury Lucky rarely gets to afford her self, but after last night's action, it's less a luxury, and more a necessity. Her body is still incredibly sore, and there are a number of parts that hurt a lot more, in taht sarp hit-by-a-bullet way. At least magical healing took care of the worst of it.

Of course, her commlink is already blinking with half a dozen 'urgent' messages. Everything seems to be urgent these days. The last two are from Rayo and Luigi. Looks like they've got some potential intel.

Rayo - Rayo's place - 1100

Morning.. Rayo replies to Admiral's moans, probably wanting some breakfast. Rayo gets up, heads to the kitchen Admiral pushing against his short legs.
Calm down, boy.. here. Rayo poors some soymilk to another small cup on the floor and puts some crackers to another one. Then he finds himself a beer, opens it and sits to the floor next to a feeding feline, watching him eating.
You're life sure is easy. My life.. damn. Should have slept whole yesterday. And today.. what the hell am I supposed to do today?
Rayo checks his commlink and finds the usual "No new messages" window.
Maybe I just sit here and wait. Still, I should go and wash the boat. Don't want any blood traces there. Maybe I should contact some chiphead and ask if somebody noticed our little night trip. If anyone comes knocking my door, I can always blaim Luigi. Althought that trog ain't that stupid than most of his counter parts. If there wasn't Abdul, I might say he's nicest trog I have ever met..

Luigi - His apartment - Thursday August 16th - 11:00
Sensei - Passive (Legal SIN), Ikon - Off (Luchiano Garcia), Jack's Comm - Off

Waking up should be a gradual thing, unfortunately as soon as Luigi stretched it became a very rapid thing.

Il mio dio! Padre spiacente. Ugh, forgot 'bout dose bruises. Argh, shoulders feel like one big lump o' plascrete. Humph, well I 'ope stretchin'll fix dat a bit 'fore seein' Ms.Santangelo or she'll tink wese 'ad troubles.... Wonder 'ow der 'alfer's doin'.... Eh, 'e'll be do 'owever 'e is wid out me's worryin' can't be der first deader he's 'ad ta do....

His morning stretching and exercises really did become an endurance challenge as bruised muscle screamed their complains, but at least he felt better afterwards. Hitting the shower as the toast toasted and coffee boiled he started feeling that the world was alright again.

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Luigi - St. Mary's Church - 12:00

The sight of a hulking minotaur praying in a church pew would normally be surprising, but Luigi attended St. Mary's regularly enough that his presence attracted little more notice than any other of the parishoners present. And so he passed a half hour in prayer, making his peace with God about the previous days sins, before leaving with a genuflection to the altar.

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Luigi - Lucky Strike - 13:06

Parking the step van in the parking lot outside the Strike, he steps out and heads in. Nodding to Roberto, he orders a coke and comm's across the cost and a tip and then settles down to watch whatever game is on at the moment.

Heh, 'pect Ms.Santangelo knew I was 'ere as soon as I stepped in.... or will very soon, eidder way I's ready whenever she want ta see me an' dis ain't dere worst way ta pass a lunch time.

Translations

Nodding to Roberto over the AR screen, Lucky quickly slid the green ledger back into the desk lockbox.
Mary, run a weapons, cyberware and chemical sweep on this man, please. Using the security screen, Lucky pinpointed Luigi's location and activated Mary, her AR assistant.
Standing up, she straightened her shirt and ran a quick hand through her hair, smoothing it in place.
Time to go and see what we've managed to find out.

Lucky/Luigi - Thursday August 16th - 13:10 - The Lucky Strike

The AR program comes back almost immediately.
The patron is carrying an Ares Predator Class 4 Heavy Pistol, as well as a set of "Brass Knuckles". Chemical scans also indicate extra ammunition on his person. Security is aware of the patron, but has currently set his Security Rating at "Acceptable". Shall I have them upgrade his Security Awarance Level Ms. Santangelo?

As the program speaks, it references off of an AR virtual clip board in front of it, bringing up a camera view of Luigi.

Luigi - Thursday August 16th - 13:10 - The Lucky Strike


After sitting for a few miuntes, the bar man Roberto walks up to luigi, carrying another drink.

Miss Lucky is asking for you in her office Mr Luigi.
He gestures towards the office door while still holding the fresh glass on the tray.

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Rayo-Thursday August 16th - 13:10 - doss

There's a ring of the commlink signaling an incoming message. Checking the AR, Lucky's number shows with a short text.

L is already here. Come down to my office so we can have a chat about the other night's work.
- Ms L

Rayo - Rayo's Home - 13.10

Rayo lays on his cheap couch watching a trid-show with best parts of the yesterday's sport matches, now showing euro soccer with a last minute riot. Crappy sport, but at least they know how to fight in the audience. Admiral lays on Rayo's stomach giving a loud purr and gets the all the attention he needs right now. Lucky's message pops to Rayo's AR vision, he frowns his eyebrows and get's some chills through his spine.
Chat, huh? Doesn't sound good to me.. but do I really have any other choice? Clarification.. any other GOOD choice. Sorry buddy, Daddy needs to go back to work.
Ten minutes later Rayo sits in his van and only fifteen more he's at the parking lot of Lucky Strike.

Luigi - Thursday August 16th - 13:10 - The Lucky Strike

Tanks Roberto, youse a gud guy

And with that he heads to the back room, new drink in hand. Knocking before entering and waiting for the Come in, the minotaur then opens the door and heads in, doffing his hat as he does.

Afternoon Ms. Santangelo 'ope yer evenin' went well?

Luigi/Lucky - Thursday August 16th - 13:10 - The Lucky Strike/Office

Lucky is wearing her typical suit jacket and skirt today, hair pulled back. She looks a bit more tired than usual, but other than that, none the worst for wear.

We had an interesting time picking up our girl, but we got some good intel out of her. I have a few new directiosn for us to go. What about you? What did you find out from our boy Jack? Or would you like to wait for Rayo? He should be here in 20.

She moves about the room as she speaks, fiddling with her AR assistant , lighting a cigarette, etc. It seems a busy say for her.

Rayo - Thursday August 16th - 13:250 - The Lucky Strike

Walking in to the Strike in the morning is always interesting. In a way, going in to casinos before things pick up is like seeing a stripper without her makeup on. You know it's going to be great once things get going, but at the moment, it doesn't look like anything special.

Almost immediately, the young bartender is at Rayo's side, offering him another whiskey.

Miss Lucky is in her office wit' da' big guy, waiting for you sir.

He gestures towards the office door at the back.

Lucky smiles as Rayo enters the room, finally lighting the cigarette she's been playing with.

Rayo, glad you could make it. Have a seat please... another whiskey?

The addition of the last team member seems to calm Lucky a bit and she wanders over to the bar, pouring herself a drink and indicating for the others to help themselves.

So, gentlemen... what have we learned?

Rayo/Lucky/Luigi - Lucky's Office - 13:something

Rayo nods to Roberto and walks to Lucky's office, his glass already emptied and ready for Lucky's question.
Yeah, why the hell not.. erhm.. I mean, thank you, Ma'am.
Giving a nod to Luigi and a little apologing look, Rayo wipes a sweat from his forehead and finds himself a seat.
In short, the "things" are coming, they got extra protection to them, our little buddy singed like a bird, so he's now only food for fishes. We don't know when they get their stuff and not surely where, but Luigi here has our buddy's commlink. They may make a contact, but it sounded like they are really, really cautious with who they make contact and what they tell to them. So most likely it will fail and give krewe unnecessary warning. So, what about your drone rigger?

Rayo/Lucky/Luigi -Thursday August 16th - 13:26 - Lucky's Office

Lucky nods. That goes with everything else we've seen about that Black Throat krewe so far. They're very cautious and play thing close to the vest. I did find some interesting things out from out girl. Namely that there could be a weakness we can exploit between the krewe's leader Blake and his right hand Eve. That's something I'll be handling personally I think.

What do you mean by "extra protection"?

Rayo/Lucky/Luigi - Lucky's Office

Weakness? Luigi, my man, didn't Jackie.. I mean Jack, say somethinga about Blake having a affair with somebody else? Have you checked his commlink for something extra?
Rayo gives bottoms up to his new drink. Having a bit of lag in his cybereyes he gives them a moment to focus and scratches his chin.
If I got it right, Jack meant with extra protection about runners. Pros. Maybe even out of towners. We could try to find them first and pay them more. If we got resources, I mean. Would make our job much easier.
Rayo wipes more sweat from his forehead and takes of his jacket.
Look. Look what that fragger did to my jacket. I can't walk around with a hole big as my fist on my back. That would be dangerous! Now I have to go buy a new one. And I just got to used to this one. Not even mentioning the doctor's bill. God damnit..
Rayo raises his jacket to his face, looking at Jackie and Luigi through the hole in it.

Lucky looks back at Rayo throurgh the hole.Intercepting the team would certainly tip the odds in our favor. I'm going to work on the Eve angle. She might be able to tell us more about these runners. We may need a little more muscle on our side if things don't go our way though.

I'm confident that, if I can work this right, I can get everything we need from Eve. This runner team though were going to have ot take out. Frankly I don't trust runners enough to stay bought. If they'll let us buy them off, there's every chance they could go back to the krewe for a higher bid. I'll see Eve tonight, after seeing if I can get us some more muscle together. Give you a chance to get a new jacket. Luigi, you look like you oculd use a bit of time to recuperate. Here, take this, it's the number for one of my girls. She gives wonderufl massages. She'll take care of you.

Rayo, where are you getting patched at? Maybe I can help some with your doc.

The look she gives Rayo is quite clear. See how I just helped out Luigi? See how I'm helping you? Maybe I could do more if you were in the Family. But of course, the words are unspoken. She lets Ray think about it for a while.

Is there anything else?

Rayo/Lucky/Luigi - Lucky's Office

Yup, der Black Throat's only moved der guns tru 'im an' nuthin' else, plus dey was careful in der arrangements in dat Jack never 'ad a contact fer dem, dey always called 'im an' always a guy called Carson. Dat an' der pickup was always out in der Bayou an' not always der same place, unfortunately ol' Jack never knew der base out der. Jack on der udder 'and seem ta 'ave dug some dirt on Blake found 'e'd been two-timing 'is main squeeze dat Eve.

You can see his eyes squinting a bit angerly at that.

Man oughta be faithfully, anyways he seems ta been seein' some teenager, blonde, corper-like, Jack said 'e'd never got der name but gots pictures on 'is 'link. Not cracked it yet, not somefing I's gud at, so thought youse might wanna take a squise at it 'fore I's find someone ta crack it fer us.

And with that he slowly pulls out a 'link from a jacket pocket and places it on the desk.

Dat's 'is 'link, anyways Jack's place gots der impression we was from anudder Krewe so dat should distract dem all.... might be a gud place fer youse to look at takin' over if youse lookin' dat way, what wid dem leaderless at der mo.

Taking the card from Lucky he smiles

Tanks, Ms. Santangelo I'll be sure ta look 'er up.

Thanks Luigi, I'll take a look at this. Pictures would certainly help. I have a few people that I'm sure could extract them. I'll be hitting Eve's usual place this evening, and see what she has to say.

This sounds like what I've been seeing from the krewe. Just watch your back's today, I hear they have a vindictive streak. Other than that, take the day and get your selves recuperated, and I'll see what I can do about extra muscle.

I'll keep a gud eye out fer dem, gimme a call if youse needs a 'and wid anyting. Youse wants I should be near dis evenin'?

Rayo thinks a moment looking at Lucky and her hinting eyes with his own cybereyes and sneezes while putting his jacket back on.
I have.. a friend who likes to keep his business as his business. You know what I'm saying? Miss..
Rayo's eyes have Thanks for the offer, but I manage with my own kind of look. Rayo stands up, straightens his jacket and clears rest of his class to his throath.
Is this all? Just call me if you need me, anytime is fine. Miss Santangelo, Mr. di Rosso.
Rayo gives both of them a polite nod, waits if they got something to say and leaves.

Lucky/Luigi -Thursday August 16th - 13:31 - Lucky's Office
After Rayo leaves, Lucky turns to Luigi.
There is one thing I think you could do. I'm looking to meet up with Eve at the Razor Back. It's a bar just off the lake, an ork and troll bar mostly, and a favorite merc hang out. She frequents the place, and if Blake isn't doing it for her at the moment, I can probably find her there. An old associate has riled up the crowd against elves a bit, so having some one there to be massive and intimidating, but fit with the locals flavor could definetely help.

I'm going to see about roounding us up another gun or two. Why don't you get some rest until tonight. We might see some more action.


Lucky stands and shows Luigi to the door.

And go see that masseuse. I'd say you've earned it. She pats Jack's commlink in her pocket to emphasize her point.

After Luigi heads out, Lucky makes some phone calls, specifically to Julian Mancuso. After a short talk with him, she makes another call.

J's commlink rings wth an unfamiliar number.

J - 16AUG2070 Thu 1333hrs - Stuffer Shack, St. Avide St, Chalmette

No! No Got damn chocolates! Hello? Who is this, pliz?
The voice that answers is female, angry, and thickly Russian. A somewhat confusing video is streamed with the audio: the refrigerated aisle of a Stuffer Shack receding in short hops and occasionally passing over a tow-headed boy of about ten, who keeps waving a candy bar at the camera.

Lucky/J - Thursday August 16th - 13:34 - Lucky's Office - comm conversation

The face of the dark haired elven woman on the other end looks amused.

"J" I assume? My name is Lucky Santangelo. Julian Mancuso recommended you for some work I have coming up. Could you spare a few minutes of your time to meet me somewhere?

Lucky Santagelo has a Public Awareness of 4, so the name is known. She's a member of the Kozlowski family with a strong, if a bit vicious rep. She works for Julian Mancuso, her Captain in the Family, as his go-to girl.

J - 16AUG2070 Thu 1334hrs - Stuffer Shack, St. Avide St, Chalmette

Ha! I know this name, "Lucky". I hear good things about this name. I am J, yes! The camera view tumbles as fingers closed over the lens, leaving slight smudges when they withdraw to show a pale-skinned young woman with short, dark hair and something Cryllic tattooed on the side of her neck. It looks like the detachable camera had been slotted into the commlink strapped around her arm, facing backwards. I meet you. You have time and place?

Lucky/J - Thursday August 16th - 13:35 - Lucky's Office - comm conversation
Why don't you meet me at the Lucky Strike. It's a small listed casion, so it should be easy to find. Talk to the bar man, Roberto. Be discreet though. It's a Family esstablishment, so no need to come ready for work. Work should be later tonight, assuming I like what I see, and more after that depending on how tonight's business goes. Say 1700?

Luigi - Lucky Strike - 13:35

Right yer are Ms.Santangelo, just give me a call when youse wants me back and I'll be 'ere

Turning and carefully closing the office door after him, Luigi nods to Roberto on the way out. Settling his hat on his head as he heads to his van his mood turns reflective. Hmmm, startin' ta get more serious.... Taking Lucky ta a troll an' ork bar.... wid current feelin'.... better get well in da game fer tanight.

Settling into the van's front seat and setting the autonav to take him to the gym, he pulls out the card Lucky handed him. Mebbe later, betta ta make sure everythin's workin' properly first.

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Luigi - 15:04

Heading back out of the gym refreshed and happier that he'd be moving freely again for the evening Luigi heads home, pulling the card out again. Well it was almost an order, smiling he places a call to the listed number to organise a massage for later that afternoon.

J - 16AUG2070 Thu 1334hrs - Stuffer Shack, St. Avide St, Chalmette

Lucky Strike. I can find this. 1700, I am there. Hey! I say no Got damn chocolates! J unreels a string of Russian curses as she snatches Jeremy's candybar and tosses it onto a random shelf. Okay, Miz Lucky, I see you there.

Lucky/J - Thursday August 16th - 13:36 - Lucky's Office - comm conversation

Lucky chuckles a bit and disconnects.

Luigi - Lucky Strike - 13:40

Perception test -2 (visual)

Rayo - On the Road - 13:35
Perception test -2 (visual)

Perception roll