I can't understand why he went back. If it wasn't this guy, whoever he was, it was going to be those orks back to finish the job. But, enough on Sinn, I think we've spared enough time for him tonight. What do we have as far as a plan?

Bennet says Well the boys here are all excited about taking down this jack guy. They suggested bringing a jammer along for the drones. Just not sure if anyone has one yet. We were talking about it, but got a bit side tracked when Roberto brought in the whiskey.

So we figured you wanted us to wait, so we brought in that Sarah girl for some entertainment. Not to bright, but a good dancer.

I guess the question is, if you want them to lean hard on Jack for intel, what intel are you hoping to get? They're gonna have to wipe him after they're done, so there's no chance to go back for a review.

Then there's this other chica we're going to talk to. You have a plan on how we're going to question her without her remembering, now that we don't have access to a mage that knows how to wipe minds. I for one am fresh out of Laes.

That's where we're at. We've got some ideas on dealing with the rigger, we just need some detals worked out. Thoughts, anyone?

Lucky nods and helps herself to what's left of the whiskey.
As far as what this Jack guy knows, all we really care about is finding out who his contact is within the organization, and how much he knows of their operation, who the players are.
I have a contact that knows drones and jamming pretty well. I'll give em' a call and see what his prices are. I don't like bringing in an outside player but, if it's what we need.. it's what we need. We'll tie up loose ends later.
For the woman, I'm thinking that she's of no use to us once we have the information we need plus, it gives us the added advantage of screwing the krewe over a little more, makes it that much harder to bounce back. The trick with her is making her disappear, no blood, no obvious crime scene. We get what we need, take her to the bayou... make her disappear.
Anyone else have any ideas?

We could go in quiet, tail her home from her shop. Probably has good security there to, but I doubt as much as at the shop.

Rayo, how are you at tailing? It would be even easier if we had a low profile rotodrone or something to that effect.

Rayo/Lucky/Luigi - Lucky Strike's Private Room - 0133

Well.. Rayo drinks the rest of his whiskey, I like things so far. I really have nothing to add. Although we could just pick up this Jack guy, bring him somewhere and question him there. Or then we could just question him on scene and as planned make him look like he died during robbery. Like you want, you make the decisions.
Rayo lights himself a new cigar with his matches.
Damn, I really don't like killing people.. but probably it's not an option this time.
I really have never needed to tail anyone. That's NOPS job.

Bennet nods Lucky, Luigi, what do you think? Take this woman at her shop, or tail her back?

I agree with you, Bennett. I think it's a lot more likely that her shop is rigged up tighter then her home. She's also more likely to be caught off guard there. As far as this Jack guy goes, keep to the plan. Find him, pump him for information: find out who he knows and what he knows; and then take him out. Make it look like a robbery gone bad. End of story. Anything else just complicates things. Grab a Forensics sim before you head over there, make it look like it should. Bennett and I'll take care of Rigger-Slitch. Soka?
Lucky takes another long drink of her whiskey and waits for a response. From the look on her face, she's not looking for a disagreement.

Bennet simply nods and finishes his drink, as if that's that.

Righto Ms.Santangelo, sounds like a plan. and turning slightly to Rayo So, youse ready? Will haveta have a hunt fer a forensics chip tho,', 'les youse got one already?

Rayo/Lucky/Luigi

Unfortunately I don't have one, Mr. di Rosso. And don't have a clue were to get one, but I'm sure we'll find one.
Rayo puts on his jacket and heads for the door.
Come on Luigi. Do you have a ride of your own, or do we use mine? Senõrita Suerte, Senor Bennet.
Rayo grins and nods to both of them, speaking with clear Atzlan accent, which he hasn't used before.
Hope that will mess your minds a bit..

Rayo/Luigi/Lucky -Wednesday Aug 15th, The Lucky Strike -0220

The group, having come to some sort of decision, disperses and heads home.

Bennet says he'll pick up a jammer in case the smuggler doesn't have one and drop it off at the Strike for anyone's use.

Everyone crashes a their repective dosses. Morning brings the sun and the smell of fresh larceny in the air.

Lucky yawns and looks around her office. Apparently after last night's meeting, she didn't even bother to crash in her bed... just fell asleep in her desk. There's the sound of something moving in her suite and Lucky suddenly remembers why she couldn't sleep in her own bed. Dante.
Checking the clock, Lucky calls out.
Hey, kid, you ready for breakfast?Standing up, Lucky walks over to the door, opens it and leans in.

He looks up blearily from setting up the miracle shooter game ,yet again.

Huh? yeah... can we have donuts and soda again?

Don't you think you should have something slightly more healthy? C'mon, there's this place that makes the most kick ass chocolate chip pancakes down on Bourbon St. Get dressed and grab your backpack, I'll need to drop you off at school after. You get your homework done?

Yeah I got most of it. Hey, can I bring a gun today!? Something small, like the deringer?!?!

Lucky sighs, realizing that at some point she went really wrong with this kid.
Dante, sit down. I need to talk to you. Listen, we don't do guns at school. You want to know why? You bring a gun to school, you start thinking that maybe you can use it, you start thinking that that little piece of metal is going to start solving all your problems. Guess what? It don't. I don't care if you just want to show it off. The drama it would cause ain't worth it. You're a good kid, Dante, a hell of a lot better then most so don't screw it up, soka?
Lucky looks at Dante and smiles weakly.

Uhhh.. soka?

Apparently he means yes, and looks properly ashamed.

Lucky smiles and jumps up, apparently all used up on maternal for the day.
Ok, let me change and we'll go get those pancakes, little man.
Lucky grabs a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and heads for the bathroom.

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Spell Battle in Local Bar

New Orleans Police Force is not offering much information pertaining to a magical assault that took place late yesterday in a local bar, called the “Ace in the Hole”. According to witnesses, two men, of elven and troll metatypes, engaged in a short and deadly spell battle in the middle of the bar. No motive is currently known.
Para-Forensics report at least two spells of very high force were cast within the bar. Registered mages must have license for any spell formula above Force 3, especially any spell that can be used to harm another. The forensics report that one spell was registering at “Force 7”, while the second was an incredible Force 16. The second spell, a magical bolt of Lightning, caused 3 deaths and destroyed a wall of the establishment.
Det. Adrian Samson said “it’s really a terrifying use of magic. Most magical practitioners casting a spell of that force would be left at the scene, dead or dying.” By all reports, the spell caster, a large African American troll, left the scene after brutally assaulting the other spell caster with a machete.
The second spell caster was reportedly evacuated by CrashCart, which has declined comment in the case. NOPS currently has no suspects I custody, although they say that they have a few “persons of interest [they] would like to talk to.”
Meanwhile, David Sorenson of the Humanis Policlub commented on the effect of the awakened in metahuman neighborhoods as being a cause for a rise in crime levels in poorer neighborhoods. “It’s clear that the abilities of ‘magic’ being in the hands of metahumans in these communities is a danger to not only them selves, but to the honest working people of New Orleans. It’s clear that the New Orleans police can’t handle the problem. The only solution is the registration and regulation of metahuman sorcerers throughout the CAS, as events like yesterday’s slaughter will otherwise become more and more common.”
Maureen Sanders of Mothers of Metahumans commented that Mr Sorenson’s comments were “ignorant and inflammatory, and potentially dangerous to metahuman relations”.
The Ace in the Hole is currently closed, while the NOPS investigates the scene for means of identifying the suspects to bring them to justice. Detective Samson, of the Department of Paranormal Investigation says “we have some slid leads we’re following up on. We hope to resolve this case quickly”.

Smugglers Caught, Fire Fight Ensues
A small 4 person boat was detained late last night by the CAS Coast guard, and discovered to be carrying a shipment of illegally modified SIM sense chips. Three people of Aztlaner origins were aboard the ship, and attacked the Coast Guard crew when the chips were discovered. What followed was reportedly a short exchange of automatic weapons fire that left one of the alleged smugglers dead, one injured, and two coast guard men with only minor injuries.
The Coast Guard has been reporting a number of such small smuggler boats coming in through the Gulf of Aztlan over the past year. The modified chips, called Better Than Life (BTL) or “beetles” are sold as street drugs. Their SIM safety levels are illegally modified to go above same levels, forcing the users to feel sensations far above normal or recommended levels.
This raid is the third interception of smugglers this month, and certainly the most violent. The Coast Guard has been intercepting more smugglers over the past six months. They credit their recent success to a new system of high altitude surveillance drones they have been employing along the Gulf Coast line, allowing them to track and identify small boats and ships that might otherwise slip through their patrols.
The patrol drones were purchased through local AA corporation GulfStar international, and specifically designed for local needs in mind. The CAS Border Patrol is currently in negotiations for similar models to patrol the Mississippi river to aid in detecting smugglers along the CAS/UCAS border.

Loup-Garou Still on the Loose

A late night walk through the streets and alley ways of New Orleans can always be a dangerous proposition out side of the A rated security zones. Naturally most citizens travel in pairs or more to avoid muggings or other attacks by the criminal elements. However, even larger numbers have not proven an effective deterrent against New Orleans’ latest predator, what some are calling a “werewolf”.
New Orleans has always been a haven for the darker elements of our awakened society. Reports of Vampires and ghouls in the graveyards are nothing new to residents of the Crescent City. However, recent reports released by the New Orleans Police Service Department of Paranormal Investigation has linked seven attacks over the last three months to what they believe is a single Loup-Garou.
Three Ares Corporate citizens were attacked by what authorities believe to have been a Loup Garou in the Orleans parish late last night. All three victims sustained crucial injuries, and are currently being cared for in a local Ares corporate medical facility. The wound types were consistent with claw and bite wounds.
A Loup-Garou, often mistakenly identified as the “werewolf” of legend, is actually a metahuman infected with a strain of the Human Meta-Human Vampiric Virus, more commonly known as HMHVV. This strain exhibits increased hair growth, elongated nails and canines, and aggressive tendency. The symptoms become more pronounced with then three day window of the full moon, when the infected are driven to greater heights of aggression, and attack others.
The investigation has so far been stymied due to a disagreement over jurisdiction. The NOPS insists that it is a matter for the Center of Disease Control (CD), which in turn is saying that due to the classification of the Loup-Garou as unrecognized by the CAS as a matehuman means it is a matter for Animal Control. Animal Control says that they do not have the resources to deal with a creature such as a Loup-Garou and is insisting that NOPS should handle the case.
The CDC has released a memo concerning HMHVV, and has asked citizens to remember that HMHVV and specifically the Loup-Garou strain is highly contagious, and suggests that anyone bitten or attacked check them selves in to the nearest medical facility immediately.

Luigi and Rayo both wake up promptly at 0900 from a ringing commlink. Eventually accepting the call, both are faced with each other's image, as well as the face of Bennet, apparently calling in a conference call.

Morning. I knwo you two weren't quite sure what you'd need for this Jack guy, so igot a spare jammer for the two of you, as promised, just in case. It's at the Lucky Strike. Bring us back some good intel. Don't dawdle.

Without another word, Bennet disconnects, leaving them facing each other.

Having eaten breakfast and feeling a little victorious from winning her and Dante's "Head to Head Chocolate Chip and Chocolate Sauce Pancake Sandwhich Deathmatch", Lucky dispatches Dante off at school and informs the caregiver that she'll be picking him up this afternoon.
With that taken care of Lucky heads for the 'Strike, letting the auto-nav take her there. Pulling out her commlink, Lucky gives her chip dealer a call.

The dealer picks up promptly, as always.

Hoi, where you at pretty lady?

Hey baby doll.. I know this isn't really your thing, but I need help locating a chip that gives the ins and outs of police forensics. Now, before you gotand tell me that I could go and get this kind of thing legally... well, babydoll, you do that and then people can start looking and asking all sorts of questions I don't want to answer. Think you could be a sweetheart and make it so I don't have to answer any questions? I'll make it real nice for you.Lucky winks and smiles.

Yeah I t'ink dat's sometin' I can do for ya'. When ya' need it?

As soon as possible. Preferably, before 6 p.m. tonight. Can you do that for me?
Lucky smiles her best come-hither smile and bites her bottom lip seductively.

1800? Drek yeah I can git it by den, long as yous is pickin' it up.

He smiles back. It isn't seductive, but it's in the same general line of thought. Lucky pats her self on the back for at least dealing with an attractive dealer, even if his "accent" is a horror to behold.

I'll be there, babydoll. See you then.Lucky smiles again and then hangs up.
Ugh. Oh well, maybe I can score some bliss and Long Haul while I'm there. No sense in wasting the night completely...
Lucky quickly dials Luigi's number....

Rayo/Luigi Commlink Conversation - Wednesday Aug 15th 0901

As 9 am is pretty late for Rayo, as his Sleep Regulator shortens his sleeping time considerably, he's already up and seems to be in his car.
Good morning Mr. di Rosso. If you don't mind telling where you're sleeping, I could come and pick you up. Just take a shower, grap your stuff and we get you a mug.. or barrel of soy-caffee on a go. Come on boy, let's go get this jacker.. and by the way, yes, I do have my jammer with me.
Rayo waves some kind of gadget in front of his face.

Lucky's phone rings with Bennet's number showing.

I'm not getting through to Luigi. It's starting to look like this job is jinxed.I've dropped off a pair of jammers at the strike. I'm picking up a bit more gear incase we acutally have to go up against those drones. Where would you like to meet?

Lucky gives Bennett the location in the Bayou.
Let's meet out there. The 'Strike is getting a little too crowded these days. What equipment do we still need?

I picked up a few basic little bugs and a few stealth tags so we can track her vehicle from a distance. I also got a couple of SMGs and stick-shock ammo for them. Easier to fry the things than get through their armor for the big ones.

What time?

Good. Let's meet up at 8. Lucky nods and waits for Bennett to end the call. Once he does, she snaps her commlink shut and goes into the suite adjacent to her office.
Hey Dante... listen little man, I have to do some work tonight. You going to be okay if I have Jessica watch you tonight?

yeah sure. She doesn't let me have ice cream for dinner though.

How about after dinner? A banana split? Roberto makes killer banana splits.. Lucky smiled. Gonna have to remind Roberto to lay off the banana liqueor though.. Seeing Dante smile, Lucky nodded and pulled out her commlink again and dialed Jessica up at the bar.
Hey Jess, wanna make some easy cred again?

She looks over at Lucky, then at Dante. Apparently Jessica has some different ideas about how easy the cred will be to earn.

Sure thing Miss Lucky. What d oyou need?

Keep an eye on Dante here for me. Lucky smiles and pats Dante on the head and then shows Jessica back through the door.
In a lowered tone, she continues..
Keep an eye on him for me and I'll pay you the same as last time and throw in a paid day off...any day except a Friday or Saturday. I know I'm asking you to do something that wasn't what you signed up for but you're really the only one I trust here. Help me out?

I can do it. I just never dealt with a seven year old that sneaks shots of rum before. I appreciate the extra days off.

He sneaks shots of rum? Ugh. Got to get the kid a taste for whiskey. Lucky smiles and nods to Jessica and transfers her half the cred up front.
Going back into the room, Lucky sits down by Dante as he watches "Karl the Kombat Mage".
Okay, little man, I'm headed out. I'll be gone till about 3 a.m., at which time you should be asleep. Don't give Jessica a hard time, don't sneak any more rum... don't give me that look, that stuff is disgusting... do your homework and try and read something educational. If I'm going to be later then 3, I'll text you. Anything I didn't cover?

Uhhh.... are we going shooting this weekend? I wanna use the machine gun again!

Obviosuly , Jessice looks despairing ,but takes the cred and bears it.

Really that depends on what Jessica tells me when I get back.Lucky gives Dante a look. A look that translates to "Best-Freaking-Behavior-Or-Else". Got it, Little man?

He stands at attention and salutes. Got it Sir!

Lucky returns the salue. Good man. Standing back up, Lucky gives Jessica a "thank you and I'm sorry" smile. Call me if anything goes wrong.
Lucky heads out of the room and waves to Dante. Once she's back in her office she grabs her bag and guns. Big Red... you're with me tonight. Benny Blue, keep an eye on the kid. Waving her hand over the AR, Lucky opens the suite door and watches Benny Blue pad in. Through the doorway she can see Dante wrap a companionable arm around Benny's neck.
Allright, Red. Let's go.
Locking both the suite door and the office outside door, Lucky heads out giving Roberto a heads up on the way out. Through the AR she sends him a quick message..
Roberto, looking sharp out there, man. Hey, when Dante comes up later for his 'split remember to leave the liqueor out of it this time, soka? I don't care how much he tips you.
That taken care of, Lucky heads out the door, smirking a little at people's reactions to the massive pit bull at her feet.

Arriving at home, Lucky lets herself in and doublechecks her security screen.
Everything's kosher. Walking into her bedroom she slides her jacket off and drops it onto the bed. Eyeing the bed, Lucky debates for a moment and then nods.
Why not?
Lying out on the bed, Lucky pulls the blanket up around her and using her commlink; resets her security protocols and sets an alarm for 4 p.m.
Might as well get a little shut eye before tonight. Wouldn't hurt to be actually rested.
Red, c'mon babe.
Red jumps up onto the bed and makes himself comfortable. Soon, Lucky's fast asleep.

The alarm beeps at 1600,waking Lucky. She clears her eye for a moment, then reaches over to smak the commlink. It isn't next to the bed. Sitting up and looking around confused, she sees it sitting in the bathroom on the counter.

What the frag? Lucky looks down at Red, now awake and looking at her.
Shaking her head, she gets out of bed and crosses to the bathroom to get her commlink.
Okay... I'm out of bed. Good job. You get a cookie. LEAVE ME ALONE! Lucky yells out the last part to no one in particular and slams the bathroom door closed.
Huffing in frustration, Lucky starts the shower and gets in.

Enjpying her shower for the most part, Lucky gets a jolt when the water suddenly turns ice cold. The water stays cold despite the commands she gives the shower system. Leaping out of the shower, she finds all the towels now tossed out on the balcony, blowing in the wind.

A little scared and mostly pissed Lucky walks into the bedroom dripping wet. Grabbing her robe, she walks out onto the balcony and begins cleaning up the towels. Wrapping one around her hair she stands up and walks back inside. She gives Red another glare.
Great.. maybe I should have sprung for the ghost detection unit.
Sighing, Lucky dresses quickly. The feeling that something is there won't go away.
I'll have an exorcism! I swear on all that is holy.. you leave me alone or I will! I know people! Holding onto her cross, Lucky opens her bureau drawer and pulls out a battered bible. Opening it, she speaks the Lords' Prayer while moving in a circle around her room.

The bible is swatted aside, flying across the room. Then the bearu in fron of Lucky suddenly lunges forward, nearly falling on her as she leaps back. Then all the doors fly open with a crash.

Shaken to the core, Lucky stands there for a moment in shock.
Okay... so maybe not the way to go. I see that now. Umm, let's maybe back up and try this again... Hi. I'm Lucky.. and you are?
Lucky backs up until her back is to the wall, her hand still clutched around her cross.
Oh dear God, help me through this. Looking around, Lucky spots her commlink lying on the ground and makes a mad dash for it.

She gets to it, feeling perhaps just a bit silly.