Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 10:05 am; Lynx' apartment, Tacoma
Lynx
The agent returns and information begins to spool across the screen at a pace too fast to keep pace with. As Lynx reaches into the virtual world to access the data, it is replaced with a huge cloud of smoke with the word Kaboom written across the could in a comic font. As the AR smoke clears, the dragon is left standing beside the following:
<< Kaboom: The sound an explosion makes. >>
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Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 10:20am; Puyallup
Zion
The wind in his face left him a feeling of freedom, reminding him of the day he left the Tir for Seattle. After riding a bit, a moment of dawning occurs. It's 10am. The Mall won't open till near dark.
Zion
The wind in his face left him a feeling of freedom, reminding him of the day he left the Tir for Seattle. After riding a bit, a moment of dawning occurs. It's 10am. The Mall won't open till near dark.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 10:20am; Puyallup
Zion;PAN=passive[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(broadcasting)
Zion feeling a bit like a trog for forgetting how early is was gives his new connection a ring to see if she is at work already starting the morning off with her would be the great start, plus her pad has a great bed to fall asleep on. He had his gear all ready for tonight his vest both his vipers in ther holsters and his ingram with a few extra rounds for when he gets the new magazine he wanted, also he had one of his throwing knives just in case. he figured he had some time to kill and a little fun and a nap would do him some good.
<Zion @Delila <Sperethiel>"hey there darlin, you want some breakfest in bed?">
Zion;PAN=passive[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(broadcasting)
Zion feeling a bit like a trog for forgetting how early is was gives his new connection a ring to see if she is at work already starting the morning off with her would be the great start, plus her pad has a great bed to fall asleep on. He had his gear all ready for tonight his vest both his vipers in ther holsters and his ingram with a few extra rounds for when he gets the new magazine he wanted, also he had one of his throwing knives just in case. he figured he had some time to kill and a little fun and a nap would do him some good.
<Zion @Delila <Sperethiel>"hey there darlin, you want some breakfest in bed?">
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 12:05 am; Lynx' apartment, Tacoma
Lynx
Lynx blinks at the display. That is not supposed to happen... frowning, she adresses her - stupid - agent.
For a dragon you're messing up quite a bit!
The program icon pouts and frowns, and rolls its tail around itself, seemingly miffed - standard reaction to complaints, or so Lyn thinks.
I really need to upgrade that thing one of those days... they never do that in the serious movies...
Lynx spends the afternoon cruising the net herself, checking rumors and gossip about anything related to her employer, then starts to get ready for her job. She rechecks her two Walthers - you can never check your weapons enough! - then puts on her formfitting body armor, looking herself over in a virtual mirror. She wants to make a perfect first impression on this job.
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Nice and not too remarkable underneath her leather jacket. After making sure she got the route to the mall in her commlink she leaves her flat and rides her bike to the mall.
Lynx
Lynx blinks at the display. That is not supposed to happen... frowning, she adresses her - stupid - agent.
For a dragon you're messing up quite a bit!
The program icon pouts and frowns, and rolls its tail around itself, seemingly miffed - standard reaction to complaints, or so Lyn thinks.
I really need to upgrade that thing one of those days... they never do that in the serious movies...
Lynx spends the afternoon cruising the net herself, checking rumors and gossip about anything related to her employer, then starts to get ready for her job. She rechecks her two Walthers - you can never check your weapons enough! - then puts on her formfitting body armor, looking herself over in a virtual mirror. She wants to make a perfect first impression on this job.
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Nice and not too remarkable underneath her leather jacket. After making sure she got the route to the mall in her commlink she leaves her flat and rides her bike to the mall.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 10:00; Aeryn's Appartement, Puyallup Barrens District, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
While the downtime was refreshing after the troubles they have been through, Aeryn was anxious, when she received word, that the mall was open tonight. She had learned much during that last trip and maybe there would be a new job available. She surely could use the nuyen it brought, especially if she ever wanted to hope for saving up enough to buy herself a new car; with some extras, of course. Or even move to one of the nicer places in town, that also happen to be a lot more expensive. She had spent quite a bit of her earnings lately, especially to improve her own safety; surely not the worst way to spend your money. The dangers they had put themselves into, and it wasn't even that bad, at least not from the safety of looking into the past, also had convinced the slim elf, that some workouts were in order, to get her body in better shape. And even though she has just started, she looks fitter and healthier already, which is definitely not detrimental to her attractive appearance.
It's still several hours until the mall would be open, though, so Aeryn heads out for a quick walk and to fetch something for lunch. Who knew if there would be any time for dinner tonight...
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
While the downtime was refreshing after the troubles they have been through, Aeryn was anxious, when she received word, that the mall was open tonight. She had learned much during that last trip and maybe there would be a new job available. She surely could use the nuyen it brought, especially if she ever wanted to hope for saving up enough to buy herself a new car; with some extras, of course. Or even move to one of the nicer places in town, that also happen to be a lot more expensive. She had spent quite a bit of her earnings lately, especially to improve her own safety; surely not the worst way to spend your money. The dangers they had put themselves into, and it wasn't even that bad, at least not from the safety of looking into the past, also had convinced the slim elf, that some workouts were in order, to get her body in better shape. And even though she has just started, she looks fitter and healthier already, which is definitely not detrimental to her attractive appearance.
It's still several hours until the mall would be open, though, so Aeryn heads out for a quick walk and to fetch something for lunch. Who knew if there would be any time for dinner tonight...
Wednesday March 19, 2070 4:30 p.m. - Crime Mall
Cynic grinned into the cool night air as he slide his bike into a convienent space in the area designated by the crew running the Mall's parking scam. He amped up the low light capabilities of his electric shades so the shadows showed clearly, and made sure that his Predator was within easy reach under his jacket. He felt good, recovered from the binding rituals he'd engaged in two days ago and ready to face the world.
He felt at home in this part of town. The Mall was a common feature for him and he knew the moves and the players. He cruised into the place like he owned it, making a conscious effort to give off all the "tough guy" vibes that would keep the wannabes and the posers at a distance. He didn't bother to advertise his Talent, it served as a detirent but it meant anyone who did mess with him would come loaded for mage. The big honking handgun and the attitude ought to be enough to just cruise the Mall.
He smelled something tasty almost as soon as he got into the Mall and allowed his nose to lead him towards a beer and a late afternoon snack.
Cynic grinned into the cool night air as he slide his bike into a convienent space in the area designated by the crew running the Mall's parking scam. He amped up the low light capabilities of his electric shades so the shadows showed clearly, and made sure that his Predator was within easy reach under his jacket. He felt good, recovered from the binding rituals he'd engaged in two days ago and ready to face the world.
He felt at home in this part of town. The Mall was a common feature for him and he knew the moves and the players. He cruised into the place like he owned it, making a conscious effort to give off all the "tough guy" vibes that would keep the wannabes and the posers at a distance. He didn't bother to advertise his Talent, it served as a detirent but it meant anyone who did mess with him would come loaded for mage. The big honking handgun and the attitude ought to be enough to just cruise the Mall.
He smelled something tasty almost as soon as he got into the Mall and allowed his nose to lead him towards a beer and a late afternoon snack.
Wednesday March 19, 2070 4:30 p.m. - Crime Mall
Zion
the morning spent Zion takes off and heads to the Mall to arrive a few minutes early and pulls up next to his usual spot a few blocks away from the Mall paying the old man behind the glass counter in the parking garage and moving along to the mall the old man knew Zion only by looks from parking his bike there frequently the last couple weeks doing jobs For Kaboom at the Mall. kissing delilla good bye he leaves a written note saying he would give her a call later and take her out for dinner later.
6:58 p.m. - Crime Mall
Zion rolls up Kabooms stand as usual and greets dwarf with a hand shake. "how is it tonight Kaboom!?" over exagerating the name and making it loud and obnoxious like the dwarf hates. " So did you get what i was looking for?" Zion loosened his vest so he could pull out his ingram if the part had arrived he would see if it fit before transffering the funds.
Zion
the morning spent Zion takes off and heads to the Mall to arrive a few minutes early and pulls up next to his usual spot a few blocks away from the Mall paying the old man behind the glass counter in the parking garage and moving along to the mall the old man knew Zion only by looks from parking his bike there frequently the last couple weeks doing jobs For Kaboom at the Mall. kissing delilla good bye he leaves a written note saying he would give her a call later and take her out for dinner later.
6:58 p.m. - Crime Mall
Zion rolls up Kabooms stand as usual and greets dwarf with a hand shake. "how is it tonight Kaboom!?" over exagerating the name and making it loud and obnoxious like the dwarf hates. " So did you get what i was looking for?" Zion loosened his vest so he could pull out his ingram if the part had arrived he would see if it fit before transffering the funds.
Zion; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 3:35pm; Delila's Apartment Auburn, Seattle
<<@Zion [Delila] I've been wondering how long it would take you to ask. I'll be waiting.>>
Zion raced over to Delila's. He did in fact find her waiting in a silk robe. She explained how she took a sick day as soon as he called and came home and changed. Despite having met her clubbing, she had been reserved in the week they had known each other. They had met nearly every day for soycaf and to practice his Spetherial. Today she had a different language to speak. Within minutes of kissing, she lost the robes to reveal a leather bodice.
Hours later, Zion awake, exhausted. He had last track of how many times she had awoke him to begin again. All he knew was that he ached and was having difficulties walking straight. She was out at the moment, probably getting food to restore her strength. He had a vague memory and walked over, opening the closet door. On the other side, he indeed found a collection of adult toys that would put most retail outlets to shame. He shuddered trying to remember how many of them she used in their time together. His memory clearly singled out two. Some stories are best not publicized.
Cynic; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 4:30pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
His arrival at the Mall is well ahead of most of the vendors. The Lifters have already begun setting up shop in the are around the Mall, but definitely keeping a low profile. Once on the Mall grounds, everyone who isn't a Lifter hides their colors. Cynic is easily able to mingle in with those already arriving, though he feels like the old man of the group. What time is their bed time, for crying out loud?
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 5:50pm; Lynx's Apartment, Tacoma, Seattle
She wasn't really sure what happened, but it wasn't pretty. The smell of smoke still twinged in the room and her head was splitting. She had gone seeking information herself about Kaboom. The trail led her through half a dozen blogs, virtual-bars and shadow-servers. She vaguely remembered the pair of goza-girls. Their high-flying kicks and spinning whirlwind attacks were mesmerizing. When they turned on things got ugly. Then they got black.
Her com system monitoring software was blathering on with a number of buffering errors, but everything seemed to be working ok... and its time to head out to meet Kaboom. Given the pair of devastating failures searching for details about him, Kaboom must be prime=time.
Aeryn; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:00pm; Mama Sim's Diner, Tarislar, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
The day had been one of anticipation. She had been to the Mall enough to know that the cherries would be there at six; Self respecting runners usually didn't show up till seven or later. Lon had started the day by letting her know that the Mall is open tonight and he had an opportunity to talk to her about tonight.
Looking around Mama Sim's, the decor is basic but inviting. The clientele one-hundred percent elven, but then she is is Tarislar. Except for a few notable exceptions, everyone in Tarislar is elven. The cuisine is tasty and as long as one doesn't question what the meat is, palatable.
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:30pm; Kaboom's, Tacoma, Seattle
The gunslinger arrives timely at the dwarf's designated location. He is sitting in the back seat of a large maroon suburban in front of a house with "For Sale" ARO all over the place. The driver is a human with close cropped hair of about 20 years. Lynx is directed to the front passenger seat.
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:45pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
The ride to the small is quiet and uneventful. No street lights exist to begin to illuminate the roads here and the roads are not the best, but RFID markers provide a clear path to the Mall parking lot. As the Mall comes into sight, so do the Lifters. Tonight the old Sears outlet is serving as vendor parking and they have established directions using RFID tags and sculpted AR. The driver pays the gangers and parks the suburban.
"You keep watch while we unload." Kaboom tells Lynx. Then he and the driver proceed to take a metal lawn wagon out of the back and load several cases on it. The driver pulls the cart while Kaboom leads, leaving Lynx to bring up the rear.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Cynic had caught sight of Zion making his way through the Mall. The elf had made it to the second floor and slipped into the Walden's before Cynic caught up. He was talking to a dwarf. Also standing nearby are a human female and a human male.
The room looked nothing like it had decades earlier. All racks and shelves were long since gone. Half a dozen vendors shared the space, each with their own security and space.
Kaboom replies to Zion while shaking the elf's hand, "Good. Business is good, supplies are short however. I was able to find what you are looking for." The dwarf pulls a drum from one of his crates. Zion takes the clip, seating it and slapping it into a locked position. "Like a glove" the dwarf smirks.
<<@Zion [Delila] I've been wondering how long it would take you to ask. I'll be waiting.>>
Zion raced over to Delila's. He did in fact find her waiting in a silk robe. She explained how she took a sick day as soon as he called and came home and changed. Despite having met her clubbing, she had been reserved in the week they had known each other. They had met nearly every day for soycaf and to practice his Spetherial. Today she had a different language to speak. Within minutes of kissing, she lost the robes to reveal a leather bodice.
Hours later, Zion awake, exhausted. He had last track of how many times she had awoke him to begin again. All he knew was that he ached and was having difficulties walking straight. She was out at the moment, probably getting food to restore her strength. He had a vague memory and walked over, opening the closet door. On the other side, he indeed found a collection of adult toys that would put most retail outlets to shame. He shuddered trying to remember how many of them she used in their time together. His memory clearly singled out two. Some stories are best not publicized.
Cynic; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 4:30pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
His arrival at the Mall is well ahead of most of the vendors. The Lifters have already begun setting up shop in the are around the Mall, but definitely keeping a low profile. Once on the Mall grounds, everyone who isn't a Lifter hides their colors. Cynic is easily able to mingle in with those already arriving, though he feels like the old man of the group. What time is their bed time, for crying out loud?
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 5:50pm; Lynx's Apartment, Tacoma, Seattle
She wasn't really sure what happened, but it wasn't pretty. The smell of smoke still twinged in the room and her head was splitting. She had gone seeking information herself about Kaboom. The trail led her through half a dozen blogs, virtual-bars and shadow-servers. She vaguely remembered the pair of goza-girls. Their high-flying kicks and spinning whirlwind attacks were mesmerizing. When they turned on things got ugly. Then they got black.
Her com system monitoring software was blathering on with a number of buffering errors, but everything seemed to be working ok... and its time to head out to meet Kaboom. Given the pair of devastating failures searching for details about him, Kaboom must be prime=time.
Aeryn; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:00pm; Mama Sim's Diner, Tarislar, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
The day had been one of anticipation. She had been to the Mall enough to know that the cherries would be there at six; Self respecting runners usually didn't show up till seven or later. Lon had started the day by letting her know that the Mall is open tonight and he had an opportunity to talk to her about tonight.
Looking around Mama Sim's, the decor is basic but inviting. The clientele one-hundred percent elven, but then she is is Tarislar. Except for a few notable exceptions, everyone in Tarislar is elven. The cuisine is tasty and as long as one doesn't question what the meat is, palatable.
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:30pm; Kaboom's, Tacoma, Seattle
The gunslinger arrives timely at the dwarf's designated location. He is sitting in the back seat of a large maroon suburban in front of a house with "For Sale" ARO all over the place. The driver is a human with close cropped hair of about 20 years. Lynx is directed to the front passenger seat.
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:45pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
The ride to the small is quiet and uneventful. No street lights exist to begin to illuminate the roads here and the roads are not the best, but RFID markers provide a clear path to the Mall parking lot. As the Mall comes into sight, so do the Lifters. Tonight the old Sears outlet is serving as vendor parking and they have established directions using RFID tags and sculpted AR. The driver pays the gangers and parks the suburban.
"You keep watch while we unload." Kaboom tells Lynx. Then he and the driver proceed to take a metal lawn wagon out of the back and load several cases on it. The driver pulls the cart while Kaboom leads, leaving Lynx to bring up the rear.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Cynic had caught sight of Zion making his way through the Mall. The elf had made it to the second floor and slipped into the Walden's before Cynic caught up. He was talking to a dwarf. Also standing nearby are a human female and a human male.
The room looked nothing like it had decades earlier. All racks and shelves were long since gone. Half a dozen vendors shared the space, each with their own security and space.
Kaboom replies to Zion while shaking the elf's hand, "Good. Business is good, supplies are short however. I was able to find what you are looking for." The dwarf pulls a drum from one of his crates. Zion takes the clip, seating it and slapping it into a locked position. "Like a glove" the dwarf smirks.
Zion; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 3:35pm; Delila's Apartment Auburn, Seattle
Zion
WOW! was all that was going through his head the whole way to the Mall after D's delight he didn't know many women of any meta type that could hand out that kind of pleasure or punishment.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not-broadcasting)
the moment Zion reaches the entrance to the Mall he sets his com to hidden and tries to hide his presence to any potential hackers or other forms of danger until he got to Kabooms he didnt want to be noticed after the stadard dribble kaboom and Zion shared he transfers the money for the drum "any chance i can get this loaded here? i would hate to have it and not be able to use it." he lets out a little laugh as he pays for the drum, and adds a little extra for the trouble of having to find it. plus to funds to have the drum filled.
Zion
WOW! was all that was going through his head the whole way to the Mall after D's delight he didn't know many women of any meta type that could hand out that kind of pleasure or punishment.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not-broadcasting)
the moment Zion reaches the entrance to the Mall he sets his com to hidden and tries to hide his presence to any potential hackers or other forms of danger until he got to Kabooms he didnt want to be noticed after the stadard dribble kaboom and Zion shared he transfers the money for the drum "any chance i can get this loaded here? i would hate to have it and not be able to use it." he lets out a little laugh as he pays for the drum, and adds a little extra for the trouble of having to find it. plus to funds to have the drum filled.
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 5:55pm; Lynx's Apartment, Tacoma, Seattle
I really need to get that fixed... then upgraded. Lynx shakes her head at the mess, and wonders who to blame - other than herself. As long as her guns are not affected... But it still means more bills. Damn.
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:30pm; Kaboom's, Tacoma, Seattle
No comment about her clothes from Kaboom so she must have picked the right stuff. Probably. The adept subtly checks the passenger seat before sitting down. Getting stuck to a seat due to industrial-strenght troll chewing gum only happens in the movies, of course, but you never know what kind of trash drivers deposit there during their rides.
Lynx tries to strike up a conversation during the ride, and fishing for information at the same time - "So, do you expect trouble? Someone or several someones I should keep an eye out for?" but doesn't push it and remains the rest of the trip silent, listening to some chinese pop on her commlink, through the trode net under her headband, with the matching trid clip playing in an AR window to her side.
Good form on that twisting sault with the dual SMGs....
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:45pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
"Ok, boss." Time to earn my credits. Lynx nods, and takes up a position at the wall, watching the suroundings with her hands on her hips, close enough to draw from both the holster in the small of her back and the one under her left shoulder, but not too close. She flips through low-light and thermographic vision several times during the unloading. Wish I had some radar or ultrasound gear, that would be nifty.
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Following the dwarf and his helpers through the mall into... Walden's? Lynx blinks, but tries to not let her surprise at the location show.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Having lots of people nearby makes Lynx' job harder, so she is a bit on an edge. She doesn't quite draw when the elf meeting Kaboom reaches into his jacket to pull out an SMG - Ingram model the adept notes - since the dwarf doesn't act alarmed either but her left hand is now much closer to the holster on her back while her right hand has moved to her chest, seemingly toying with the pendant on her choker. The elf's request to have it loaded doesn't help any, of course - it reminds her of the scene from "Vengeance with a Blast 3", where Chang kills a gunsmith with a gun he's just bought.
I really need to get that fixed... then upgraded. Lynx shakes her head at the mess, and wonders who to blame - other than herself. As long as her guns are not affected... But it still means more bills. Damn.
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:30pm; Kaboom's, Tacoma, Seattle
No comment about her clothes from Kaboom so she must have picked the right stuff. Probably. The adept subtly checks the passenger seat before sitting down. Getting stuck to a seat due to industrial-strenght troll chewing gum only happens in the movies, of course, but you never know what kind of trash drivers deposit there during their rides.
Lynx tries to strike up a conversation during the ride, and fishing for information at the same time - "So, do you expect trouble? Someone or several someones I should keep an eye out for?" but doesn't push it and remains the rest of the trip silent, listening to some chinese pop on her commlink, through the trode net under her headband, with the matching trid clip playing in an AR window to her side.
Good form on that twisting sault with the dual SMGs....
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:45pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
"Ok, boss." Time to earn my credits. Lynx nods, and takes up a position at the wall, watching the suroundings with her hands on her hips, close enough to draw from both the holster in the small of her back and the one under her left shoulder, but not too close. She flips through low-light and thermographic vision several times during the unloading. Wish I had some radar or ultrasound gear, that would be nifty.
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Following the dwarf and his helpers through the mall into... Walden's? Lynx blinks, but tries to not let her surprise at the location show.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Having lots of people nearby makes Lynx' job harder, so she is a bit on an edge. She doesn't quite draw when the elf meeting Kaboom reaches into his jacket to pull out an SMG - Ingram model the adept notes - since the dwarf doesn't act alarmed either but her left hand is now much closer to the holster on her back while her right hand has moved to her chest, seemingly toying with the pendant on her choker. The elf's request to have it loaded doesn't help any, of course - it reminds her of the scene from "Vengeance with a Blast 3", where Chang kills a gunsmith with a gun he's just bought.
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:30pm; Kaboom's, Tacoma, Seattle
Kaboom is pretty business like towards both Lynx and the human driver, Stick. Stick on the other hand, is pretty obvious about his admiration of Lynx' choice in clothing. His glances linger longer than is professional, with a smile, though he restrains himself from any comments or overt leering. But his attraction is easy to read.
Kaboom replies to her question, "Nothing in particular. You never know when some chiphead looses his last marble and decides to try to rob someone at the Mall.. or in transit."
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
As Zion asks to have it loaded, Kaboom glances over his shoulder to Lynx. Noticing her stance, he smiles, then makes introductions. "Lynx, this is Zion. Zion, Lynx. Zion sometimes provides security for me as well." He then reaches into a case and pulls out a box of ammo. "You wanting regular hard ball?"
Kaboom is pretty business like towards both Lynx and the human driver, Stick. Stick on the other hand, is pretty obvious about his admiration of Lynx' choice in clothing. His glances linger longer than is professional, with a smile, though he restrains himself from any comments or overt leering. But his attraction is easy to read.
Kaboom replies to her question, "Nothing in particular. You never know when some chiphead looses his last marble and decides to try to rob someone at the Mall.. or in transit."
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
As Zion asks to have it loaded, Kaboom glances over his shoulder to Lynx. Noticing her stance, he smiles, then makes introductions. "Lynx, this is Zion. Zion, Lynx. Zion sometimes provides security for me as well." He then reaches into a case and pulls out a box of ammo. "You wanting regular hard ball?"
Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:30pm; Kaboom's, Tacoma, Seattle
Lynx grins at Stick, noting his reaction and barely refraining from copying a pose from "Fatal Cop" to tease him some. But business comes first, so she keeps her attention on the surroundings.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx relaxes some, but just some, and nods at Zion.
Lynx grins at Stick, noting his reaction and barely refraining from copying a pose from "Fatal Cop" to tease him some. But business comes first, so she keeps her attention on the surroundings.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx relaxes some, but just some, and nods at Zion.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 18:30; Mama Sim's Diner, Tarislar, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
After the dinner, Aeryn drives back to her appartement.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 19:00; Aeryn's Appartement, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
Once she has changed into her biking gear, Aeryn puts together what might be useful and stashes it in her bag.
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
After the dinner, Aeryn drives back to her appartement.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 19:00; Aeryn's Appartement, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
Once she has changed into her biking gear, Aeryn puts together what might be useful and stashes it in her bag.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 6:58pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion
Zion after seeing the lynx chick and her reaction to him wanting ammo stuff the drum full of rounds and jams his bulky weapon back into his vest after giving the hot little minx a glare first. Dam she is hot Zion then looks at Kaboom "looks like you are pretty well handled for tonight expecting anything imparticular to happen?"
Zion
Zion after seeing the lynx chick and her reaction to him wanting ammo stuff the drum full of rounds and jams his bulky weapon back into his vest after giving the hot little minx a glare first. Dam she is hot Zion then looks at Kaboom "looks like you are pretty well handled for tonight expecting anything imparticular to happen?"
Wednesday March 19, 2070; 6:58:30; Crime Mall
Cynic pulled up short at seeing Zion talking to some strangers. He didn't know if it was business or not and he didn't want to crowd them if it was business. He took a few seconds to wander around until he was in Zion's view and waited to see how the cutter would react before approaching.
Cynic pulled up short at seeing Zion talking to some strangers. He didn't know if it was business or not and he didn't want to crowd them if it was business. He took a few seconds to wander around until he was in Zion's view and waited to see how the cutter would react before approaching.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 7:00pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Taking Zion's changing of the subject as consent, Kaboom retrieves a box of ammunition. He unscrews the face from the drum and then deftly loads the ammunition into the drum, screws the top back on and then adjusts the tension spring. "That's how you do it. Don't leave the spring tense all the time. It will wear out quickly that way." As he accepts the 800
payment from Zion, he answers the original question. "Not expecting anymore more than a normal night at the Mall."
Taking Zion's changing of the subject as consent, Kaboom retrieves a box of ammunition. He unscrews the face from the drum and then deftly loads the ammunition into the drum, screws the top back on and then adjusts the tension spring. "That's how you do it. Don't leave the spring tense all the time. It will wear out quickly that way." As he accepts the 800
payment from Zion, he answers the original question. "Not expecting anymore more than a normal night at the Mall."
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 7:00pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion
Zion takes careful note of the new drum and how to load and take care of the weapon and new accessorie and thanks Kaboom. "awesome, well you need a extra hand for tonight, half price since you got me what i was looking forward." Zion then stuffs the loaded weapon into his open jacket. no sooner does he look around and see the little mage Cynic standing by one of the shops looking very discretely at a few items on the shelf. Zion sends him a text [@cynic[Zion]Hey chummer didnt know you liked hanging out at the mall thought you would be one of those types that hung out at some rocker bar of some sort. what you gettin into tonight.] and takes another look at the hot chick Kaboom he guessed hired to either look hot and distract people or she is seriously loaded.
Zion
Zion takes careful note of the new drum and how to load and take care of the weapon and new accessorie and thanks Kaboom. "awesome, well you need a extra hand for tonight, half price since you got me what i was looking forward." Zion then stuffs the loaded weapon into his open jacket. no sooner does he look around and see the little mage Cynic standing by one of the shops looking very discretely at a few items on the shelf. Zion sends him a text [@cynic[Zion]Hey chummer didnt know you liked hanging out at the mall thought you would be one of those types that hung out at some rocker bar of some sort. what you gettin into tonight.] and takes another look at the hot chick Kaboom he guessed hired to either look hot and distract people or she is seriously loaded.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 7:00pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx notices Zion's scrutiny and returns the favor by looking him up and down, trying to guess where he'd be carrying other weapons. She's a bit distracted by trying to keep an eye on the other shoppers as well and rubs her headband with her right hand while she keeps her left hand on her hip, close to the holster at the small of her back. Normally she'd grin, and flirt with the guy, but she's here as hired security, so that's out.
Should have worn shades... that would look more professional.
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx notices Zion's scrutiny and returns the favor by looking him up and down, trying to guess where he'd be carrying other weapons. She's a bit distracted by trying to keep an eye on the other shoppers as well and rubs her headband with her right hand while she keeps her left hand on her hip, close to the holster at the small of her back. Normally she'd grin, and flirt with the guy, but she's here as hired security, so that's out.
Should have worn shades... that would look more professional.
Wednesday March 19, 2070; 7:01:00; Crime Mall, Puyallup
Cynic idles through the shop, keeping an eye on Zion and the hot chick he was moving on. Every now and again he'd swipe his hand through the air in front of him, activating his 'delete all' function on his commlink's AR. He still hadn't gotten his spam filters fixed and he kept spending his money on other stuff, like summoning materials, and he really wanted that new spell formula and stuff. He almost deleted his chummer's text without reading it as it popped in between a male enhancement add and an annoyingly flashing NUDE HOT GIRLS!!! spam. He deleted the spam and texted Zion back.
Zion: Nah, just hanging out looking for trouble tonight. Maybe looking to see about another job opportunity, taking a chance to see what was happening at the Mall, hoping someone would have a bootleg text of one of the newer grimores just published by some MITT slot named Newhome, that kind of thing. If you don't score with the hot chick let me know we'll grab a beer together later.
Cynic idles through the shop, keeping an eye on Zion and the hot chick he was moving on. Every now and again he'd swipe his hand through the air in front of him, activating his 'delete all' function on his commlink's AR. He still hadn't gotten his spam filters fixed and he kept spending his money on other stuff, like summoning materials, and he really wanted that new spell formula and stuff. He almost deleted his chummer's text without reading it as it popped in between a male enhancement add and an annoyingly flashing NUDE HOT GIRLS!!! spam. He deleted the spam and texted Zion back.
Zion: Nah, just hanging out looking for trouble tonight. Maybe looking to see about another job opportunity, taking a chance to see what was happening at the Mall, hoping someone would have a bootleg text of one of the newer grimores just published by some MITT slot named Newhome, that kind of thing. If you don't score with the hot chick let me know we'll grab a beer together later.
Zion, Cynic & Lynx; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 7:02pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion finds the primary disadvantage to the drum, over a magazine, is the fact that he just through concealability out the window in exchange for all that extra ammunition.
As Zion and Cynic reconnect, another client steps in and takes Kaboom's attention, discussing several weapons. The two step out of the way, but still in Lynx's sight and switch to an AR based conversation.
Aeryn; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 7:02pm; Aeryn's Apartment, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
After a quick trip across the barrens, avoiding several well known danger areas, Aeryn is back at her apartment loading her riding bag for the night.
Zion finds the primary disadvantage to the drum, over a magazine, is the fact that he just through concealability out the window in exchange for all that extra ammunition.
As Zion and Cynic reconnect, another client steps in and takes Kaboom's attention, discussing several weapons. The two step out of the way, but still in Lynx's sight and switch to an AR based conversation.
Aeryn; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 7:02pm; Aeryn's Apartment, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
After a quick trip across the barrens, avoiding several well known danger areas, Aeryn is back at her apartment loading her riding bag for the night.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 19:10; Aeryn's Appartement, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
Once she is done loading her bag, Aeryn heads down to her bike and whizzes off towards the mall.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 19:30; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
Having paid the small charge to see her bike well-protected for the evening by the gangers who operate the parking area, Aeryn takes off her helmet and walks into the mall, heading straight for the second floor, in order to pay Smokey Joe a visit.
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
Once she is done loading her bag, Aeryn heads down to her bike and whizzes off towards the mall.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 19:30; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
Having paid the small charge to see her bike well-protected for the evening by the gangers who operate the parking area, Aeryn takes off her helmet and walks into the mall, heading straight for the second floor, in order to pay Smokey Joe a visit.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 7:30pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx divides her attention between the elf with the noticable bulge under his coat where he placed the SMG with the ammo drum and the new customer Kaboom is meeting. She sends Kaboom a silent query through her commlink, asking if there's a camera feed she can link up to, to provide further coverage. If there is she'll place it in an AR window in her field of vision, semi-transparent.
Other than that she tries not to spend too much of her attention on checking out the merchandise and customers, but she can't help tagging a few interesting specimens of either group with AR markers, for later studying.
I should have asked if I could act as advertizing as well as provide security... easy way to carry openly, and earn more money.
Alas, she's here to plain guard. Sighing mentally, she resigns herself for a few more hours of standing around more or less silently while struggling with the temptation to let her attention stray to more interesting things.
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx divides her attention between the elf with the noticable bulge under his coat where he placed the SMG with the ammo drum and the new customer Kaboom is meeting. She sends Kaboom a silent query through her commlink, asking if there's a camera feed she can link up to, to provide further coverage. If there is she'll place it in an AR window in her field of vision, semi-transparent.
Other than that she tries not to spend too much of her attention on checking out the merchandise and customers, but she can't help tagging a few interesting specimens of either group with AR markers, for later studying.
I should have asked if I could act as advertizing as well as provide security... easy way to carry openly, and earn more money.
Alas, she's here to plain guard. Sighing mentally, she resigns herself for a few more hours of standing around more or less silently while struggling with the temptation to let her attention stray to more interesting things.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 7:30pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion
after securing his drum for the SMG Zion says farewell to Kaboom and gives a sly wink goodbye to the hot chick doing Gaurd duty, he then looks for Cynic around the Mall figuring he would hang with the mojo swinger. Maybe his Job later would need to employ a little muscle as well as magic. <@Cynic[Zion]" how about a bit to eat on me from one of the local stands around here i will show you the new Mag i bought for My SMG its pretty sweet. plus i was wondering if you heard anything about that kid we worked with Quicksilver?">
Zion
after securing his drum for the SMG Zion says farewell to Kaboom and gives a sly wink goodbye to the hot chick doing Gaurd duty, he then looks for Cynic around the Mall figuring he would hang with the mojo swinger. Maybe his Job later would need to employ a little muscle as well as magic. <@Cynic[Zion]" how about a bit to eat on me from one of the local stands around here i will show you the new Mag i bought for My SMG its pretty sweet. plus i was wondering if you heard anything about that kid we worked with Quicksilver?">
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 7:30pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn, Cynic & Zion
The duo make their way to the Office. The wanna-be-a-cylon ork is sitting on his stool at the entrance as if he'd never moved from the last time the two had been there. This early on, there are plenty of seats available at the large t-shaped bar. All the tables, as the pair already know, are bar reservation only - though a reservation can usually be made right at the bar.
A tall, lean human in his mid-30's is tending bar. Someone calls him Hutch and some point. Smokey-Joe passed through once into a back room.
After nearly thirty minutes, the bar is beginning to fill. The majority of the people beginning to fill the bar are definitely wanna-be's, though its sometimes hard to distinguish wanna-be's from has-bens. One person they do recognize is Aeryn entering the bar.
Lynx
Half an hour has passed. Kaboom has made two sales and half a dozen contacts. Right now he is haggling with a stout human in a polo and slacks. A pair of burly orks stand nearby as escorts. One keeps a strong eye on Lynx while the other is more interested in passing traffic.
Aeryn, Cynic & Zion
The duo make their way to the Office. The wanna-be-a-cylon ork is sitting on his stool at the entrance as if he'd never moved from the last time the two had been there. This early on, there are plenty of seats available at the large t-shaped bar. All the tables, as the pair already know, are bar reservation only - though a reservation can usually be made right at the bar.
A tall, lean human in his mid-30's is tending bar. Someone calls him Hutch and some point. Smokey-Joe passed through once into a back room.
After nearly thirty minutes, the bar is beginning to fill. The majority of the people beginning to fill the bar are definitely wanna-be's, though its sometimes hard to distinguish wanna-be's from has-bens. One person they do recognize is Aeryn entering the bar.
Lynx
Half an hour has passed. Kaboom has made two sales and half a dozen contacts. Right now he is haggling with a stout human in a polo and slacks. A pair of burly orks stand nearby as escorts. One keeps a strong eye on Lynx while the other is more interested in passing traffic.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 19:30; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
Upon entering the bar, Aeryn looks around for a seat to have a quick drink before figuring out, what to do with the rest of the evening. One item on her list, ok the only one so far, was to find Lon and learn more about the opportunity he had mentioned to her.
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
Upon entering the bar, Aeryn looks around for a seat to have a quick drink before figuring out, what to do with the rest of the evening. One item on her list, ok the only one so far, was to find Lon and learn more about the opportunity he had mentioned to her.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:30; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx
Another two hours or boredom comes and goes. The closest she had to a confrontation was the trio two-hours ago. Kaboom and the man exchanged several heated words before finally separated without a sale. About an hour ago, a foursome of Trolls met with Kaboom. Two of them bought the dwarf out of a significant portion of the case he brought with him. A few minutes ago, a trio of elves in suits and shades bought the last.
Kaboom smiles at the empty case. "Just the way I like it. Quiet and profitable." He pays Lynx and closes, "You did fine. I have your number. I assume I can call you direct next time if needed?"
After finishing her brief discussion with Kaboom, Lynx makes her way to the Office; That being the only bar in the Crime Mall. A muscular ork in a black tactical suit with a visor that sports a cycling red dot sits on a stool with a Ingram Smartgun X leveled towards the hall and patrons coming and going. Ahead of her, he reaches out the weapon towards a scrawny human starting to enter the bar. He speaks a single word to the human, "No."
The human spends the next few moments rambling about his being insulted and the like. He follows that up with cursing in Spanish. The ork turned his attention to those coming and coming, pausing for just one question to the human, "Finished?" The human starts to complain again, however this time the ork appears to have focused on the human, who quickly decides he is in the wrong place and leaves.
Lynx is allowed to enter. Once inside, she sees the place is about 80% filled and the drinks are flowing. She notices Kaboom's first customer of the night sitting at the bar drinking and chatting. Other than that, she recognizes no one. At least not yet.
Cynic & Zion
Two hours pass in what seems like days... or perhaps moments. Hutch serves up the drinks as patrons come and go. The private booths ringing the bar room are about two-thirds filled by this time of the evening and a team of trolls slipped into one of the two back rooms twenty minutes ago. Five minutes ago, they recognize their previous Ms Johnson slip into the room with the trolls and just now they notice Aeryn, who had been obscured on the far side of the room, get up, go over to one of the private booths and enter. They are unable to see who else is there as the curtains are half drawn.
Aeryn
Aeryn notices Zion & Cynic sitting at the bar. She also sees Lon sitting at one of the booths talking to an older human male. Around eight, they pull the shades to provide them privacy. They talk till nearly nine-thirty before the older man leaves, presenting Aeryn with an opportunity to take a seat. As soon as she sits in the booth, her matrix connection drops. This is expected due to the design of the jamming system built into the booth.
"Aeryn. Glad to see you. I have a semi I need brought into Seattle from Vancouver. You interested? You still got a team?"
Lynx
Another two hours or boredom comes and goes. The closest she had to a confrontation was the trio two-hours ago. Kaboom and the man exchanged several heated words before finally separated without a sale. About an hour ago, a foursome of Trolls met with Kaboom. Two of them bought the dwarf out of a significant portion of the case he brought with him. A few minutes ago, a trio of elves in suits and shades bought the last.
Kaboom smiles at the empty case. "Just the way I like it. Quiet and profitable." He pays Lynx and closes, "You did fine. I have your number. I assume I can call you direct next time if needed?"
After finishing her brief discussion with Kaboom, Lynx makes her way to the Office; That being the only bar in the Crime Mall. A muscular ork in a black tactical suit with a visor that sports a cycling red dot sits on a stool with a Ingram Smartgun X leveled towards the hall and patrons coming and going. Ahead of her, he reaches out the weapon towards a scrawny human starting to enter the bar. He speaks a single word to the human, "No."
The human spends the next few moments rambling about his being insulted and the like. He follows that up with cursing in Spanish. The ork turned his attention to those coming and coming, pausing for just one question to the human, "Finished?" The human starts to complain again, however this time the ork appears to have focused on the human, who quickly decides he is in the wrong place and leaves.
Lynx is allowed to enter. Once inside, she sees the place is about 80% filled and the drinks are flowing. She notices Kaboom's first customer of the night sitting at the bar drinking and chatting. Other than that, she recognizes no one. At least not yet.
Cynic & Zion
Two hours pass in what seems like days... or perhaps moments. Hutch serves up the drinks as patrons come and go. The private booths ringing the bar room are about two-thirds filled by this time of the evening and a team of trolls slipped into one of the two back rooms twenty minutes ago. Five minutes ago, they recognize their previous Ms Johnson slip into the room with the trolls and just now they notice Aeryn, who had been obscured on the far side of the room, get up, go over to one of the private booths and enter. They are unable to see who else is there as the curtains are half drawn.
Aeryn
Aeryn notices Zion & Cynic sitting at the bar. She also sees Lon sitting at one of the booths talking to an older human male. Around eight, they pull the shades to provide them privacy. They talk till nearly nine-thirty before the older man leaves, presenting Aeryn with an opportunity to take a seat. As soon as she sits in the booth, her matrix connection drops. This is expected due to the design of the jamming system built into the booth.
"Aeryn. Glad to see you. I have a semi I need brought into Seattle from Vancouver. You interested? You still got a team?"
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:30; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
< @Cynic & Zion: [Aeryn] Hey guys, saw you in the bar. Are you looking for a job? Might have something upcoming here... >
< No Connection established. Message not sent. >
"Hey Lon, I hope things are running good. Yes, I suppose I have a small team ready, assuming the guys don't have anything else lined up. Should I invite them in? Though, we could probably need some Matrix assistance. The last guy we got had a certain lack of maturity. A semi-trailer isn't exactly stealthy, so unless the papers are good to get it over the border, but if they were we wouldn't have this conversation... so we probably should have that angle covered this way or another; what do you think?"
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
< @Cynic & Zion: [Aeryn] Hey guys, saw you in the bar. Are you looking for a job? Might have something upcoming here... >
< No Connection established. Message not sent. >
"Hey Lon, I hope things are running good. Yes, I suppose I have a small team ready, assuming the guys don't have anything else lined up. Should I invite them in? Though, we could probably need some Matrix assistance. The last guy we got had a certain lack of maturity. A semi-trailer isn't exactly stealthy, so unless the papers are good to get it over the border, but if they were we wouldn't have this conversation... so we probably should have that angle covered this way or another; what do you think?"
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:30;30 Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion looks over his shoulder at the booth again coinsendence i think not he then looks at his heads up display and sees his creds aren't exactly booming and a keeping a roof over his head was always a priority, plus the job Kaboom had him doing was just getting him by with no forseeable big time future.
<@Aeryn[Zion] "sure does it have anything to do with who ever is with you in that booth or are we meeting up somewhere else? i didnt flag you down when i saw you you looked like you were here for a reason.">
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion looks over his shoulder at the booth again coinsendence i think not he then looks at his heads up display and sees his creds aren't exactly booming and a keeping a roof over his head was always a priority, plus the job Kaboom had him doing was just getting him by with no forseeable big time future.
<@Aeryn[Zion] "sure does it have anything to do with who ever is with you in that booth or are we meeting up somewhere else? i didnt flag you down when i saw you you looked like you were here for a reason.">
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 9:30pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx tells Kaboom that of course he can call her directly - cutting out the middleman means more nuyen for herself - and electronically counts her wages twice while she walks over to the bar to celebrate her evening. She makes sure to stay out of the possible line of fire of the ork bouncer's ingram, wondering what the human dolt did to get barred from entry while she slips inside.
Once inside she heads directly to the bar, smiles at the one person she recognizes there - Zion, that was the name as a quick scrolling through her cybereyes memory reveals - and orders a "Miller Special" - the same brand Cynthia Wong drank in most her sims, if it's available. She raises the can in a sort of toast and kicks it back.
Ah...
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx tells Kaboom that of course he can call her directly - cutting out the middleman means more nuyen for herself - and electronically counts her wages twice while she walks over to the bar to celebrate her evening. She makes sure to stay out of the possible line of fire of the ork bouncer's ingram, wondering what the human dolt did to get barred from entry while she slips inside.
Once inside she heads directly to the bar, smiles at the one person she recognizes there - Zion, that was the name as a quick scrolling through her cybereyes memory reveals - and orders a "Miller Special" - the same brand Cynthia Wong drank in most her sims, if it's available. She raises the can in a sort of toast and kicks it back.
Ah...
Wednesday March 19, 2070; 9:30 p.m.; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens
Cynic grabbed himself a beer and began to circulate, looking for anyone or anything interesting enough to hold his attention. He felt a little wild, a little too restrained recently and he had an urge to cut loose. Dance, drink, fight, whatever it was his skin practically itched with the urge to just DO IT!
He sipped his beer and examined the people in the bar.
[Aeryn]: Sure, I'm up for anything right now.
Cynic grabbed himself a beer and began to circulate, looking for anyone or anything interesting enough to hold his attention. He felt a little wild, a little too restrained recently and he had an urge to cut loose. Dance, drink, fight, whatever it was his skin practically itched with the urge to just DO IT!
He sipped his beer and examined the people in the bar.
[Aeryn]: Sure, I'm up for anything right now.
Wednesday March 19, 2070; 9:30 p.m.; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion looks at Lynx scoping the place out <@Aeryn[Zion] I might have another besides cynic sitting with me that might be able to help. you want me to invite her as well?">
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion looks at Lynx scoping the place out <@Aeryn[Zion] I might have another besides cynic sitting with me that might be able to help. you want me to invite her as well?">
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:31; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn's com fails to establish a PAN connection with her team as she sits with Lon. She remembers this is a function of the limited range, but powerful jammer under her feet. She knows she will have to step out of the booth to reconnect.
Cynic mingled with the crowd. Not very comfortable in social situations, he did more drinking and wondering than actual mingling, but the crowd of the Office aren't really the social sorts either.
Lynx on the other hand has more of a commanding presence. She is attractive and catching the attention then moves confidently, holding the attention. The bartender serves up her Miller Special with an out of place smile. The men on either side of her turn towards her as she bellies up to the bar.
Zion watches intently for the moment.
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Lon nods to Aeryn. "Yea. Step out and invite them over. I'll spot you a team of four, plus matrix support."
As soon as Aeryn steps out of the booth, her matrix and PAN connections snap back into place. Cynic & Zion make three.... If Lon is paying, time to quickly locate a fourth.
Aeryn's com fails to establish a PAN connection with her team as she sits with Lon. She remembers this is a function of the limited range, but powerful jammer under her feet. She knows she will have to step out of the booth to reconnect.
Cynic mingled with the crowd. Not very comfortable in social situations, he did more drinking and wondering than actual mingling, but the crowd of the Office aren't really the social sorts either.
Lynx on the other hand has more of a commanding presence. She is attractive and catching the attention then moves confidently, holding the attention. The bartender serves up her Miller Special with an out of place smile. The men on either side of her turn towards her as she bellies up to the bar.
Zion watches intently for the moment.
====
Lon nods to Aeryn. "Yea. Step out and invite them over. I'll spot you a team of four, plus matrix support."
As soon as Aeryn steps out of the booth, her matrix and PAN connections snap back into place. Cynic & Zion make three.... If Lon is paying, time to quickly locate a fourth.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:32; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
"Okay, give me a moment."
After her initial attempt to reach her former teammates failed, Aeryn gets out of the booth and sends the message again.
< @Cynic & Zion: [Aeryn] Hey guys, saw you in the bar. Are you looking for a job? Might have something upcoming here... >
Shortly thereafter, the replies come in and Aeryn sends another message out.
< @Cynic & Zion: [Aeryn] If she's okay, sure, ask her to join us. Lon actually mentioned, there are funds available to pay for a team of four plus Matrix support, which hopefully he can provide. I have marked the booth where I am on the small map attached to this message. Come on over. [Attachment] Map >
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
"Okay, give me a moment."
After her initial attempt to reach her former teammates failed, Aeryn gets out of the booth and sends the message again.
< @Cynic & Zion: [Aeryn] Hey guys, saw you in the bar. Are you looking for a job? Might have something upcoming here... >
Shortly thereafter, the replies come in and Aeryn sends another message out.
< @Cynic & Zion: [Aeryn] If she's okay, sure, ask her to join us. Lon actually mentioned, there are funds available to pay for a team of four plus Matrix support, which hopefully he can provide. I have marked the booth where I am on the small map attached to this message. Come on over. [Attachment] Map >
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:32; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion recieving a reply from voice message to Aeryn with confirmation to get Lynx he stands up from his bar stool and pays for his drinks. he then starts to walk up behind Lynx unzipping his jacket. "Lynx, you off the clock. might have something for you." Zion stood there waiting for a answer and a reaction from the two uglies standing next to her.
<@Aeryn[Zion] "ill grab the new gal and see if she wants to earn some cash i will be over shortly">
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion recieving a reply from voice message to Aeryn with confirmation to get Lynx he stands up from his bar stool and pays for his drinks. he then starts to walk up behind Lynx unzipping his jacket. "Lynx, you off the clock. might have something for you." Zion stood there waiting for a answer and a reaction from the two uglies standing next to her.
<@Aeryn[Zion] "ill grab the new gal and see if she wants to earn some cash i will be over shortly">
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 9:32pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx casually looks the two men at the bar next to her over - more checking if they are trouble than checking them out. The patrons of the bar are more armed and dangerous than in normal watering holes, after all. The adept does enjoy the attention anyway - and the Miller.
Zion walking over - headed toards her - catches her attention, and she tenses up a bit when he unzips his jacket. Her own jacket is unzipped anyway, both for looks and bette access to her guns.
That's where he carries his SMG...
When he starts talking she nods. "Yeah, I am off the clock. What'cha got in mind?"
I wonder if that's a come-on, or an offer for something else...
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx casually looks the two men at the bar next to her over - more checking if they are trouble than checking them out. The patrons of the bar are more armed and dangerous than in normal watering holes, after all. The adept does enjoy the attention anyway - and the Miller.
Zion walking over - headed toards her - catches her attention, and she tenses up a bit when he unzips his jacket. Her own jacket is unzipped anyway, both for looks and bette access to her guns.
That's where he carries his SMG...
When he starts talking she nods. "Yeah, I am off the clock. What'cha got in mind?"
I wonder if that's a come-on, or an offer for something else...
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 9:32pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
"well that kind of depends doesn't it." Zion winks with a smile then nods towards the booth Aeryn mentioned and then motions for her to take the lead for the booth. [@Aeryn[zion]"got a third heading for the meeting booth with her now.]
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
"well that kind of depends doesn't it." Zion winks with a smile then nods towards the booth Aeryn mentioned and then motions for her to take the lead for the booth. [@Aeryn[zion]"got a third heading for the meeting booth with her now.]
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 9:33pm; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx isn't still quite sure what Zion - that was his name, as a quick glance at the tagged records of her cybereyes confirms - has in mind, but from what it looks like, and the booth he is indicating, it probably is a job. The adept subtly checked her appearance, smoothing her jacket, more to collect herself, and walks over to the booth with a guarded smile on her face and the best shot at looking cool and collected she can make. Inside she's pretty excited - one job down, and another coming up looks like a streak of fortune, given her financial obligations.
At the booth she glances at Zion, then greets the people sitting in the booth.
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx isn't still quite sure what Zion - that was his name, as a quick glance at the tagged records of her cybereyes confirms - has in mind, but from what it looks like, and the booth he is indicating, it probably is a job. The adept subtly checked her appearance, smoothing her jacket, more to collect herself, and walks over to the booth with a guarded smile on her face and the best shot at looking cool and collected she can make. Inside she's pretty excited - one job down, and another coming up looks like a streak of fortune, given her financial obligations.
At the booth she glances at Zion, then greets the people sitting in the booth.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:33; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
"Welcome! I'm Aeryn and this is Lon. Please, take a seat! We were just discussing a new opportunity and that's where you come into play..."
Aeryn is an attractive elven woman in her late twenties. She is a little below average height with a slender and willowy figure. Her waist-length raven-black hair is worn open, with a few shorter strands framing her fine-featured face. Her eyes are emerald green, but they are currently behind orange-colored sunglasses. Aeryn wears black biking leathers, which tightly fit her figure. There are no visible weapons on her.
Since they have last seen her a while ago, Aeryn seems to have worked out quite a bit, as her figure appears a bit less frail and a bit more athletic and healthier these days. It's not detrimental to her good looks at all, however, quite the opposite.
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
"Welcome! I'm Aeryn and this is Lon. Please, take a seat! We were just discussing a new opportunity and that's where you come into play..."
Aeryn is an attractive elven woman in her late twenties. She is a little below average height with a slender and willowy figure. Her waist-length raven-black hair is worn open, with a few shorter strands framing her fine-featured face. Her eyes are emerald green, but they are currently behind orange-colored sunglasses. Aeryn wears black biking leathers, which tightly fit her figure. There are no visible weapons on her.
Since they have last seen her a while ago, Aeryn seems to have worked out quite a bit, as her figure appears a bit less frail and a bit more athletic and healthier these days. It's not detrimental to her good looks at all, however, quite the opposite.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:33; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
The booth is shaped like a "U" and an average sized, Causation male in his middle years sat at the bottom of the "U". He gestures for the team to sit. After they do, "Please. Pull the curtain."
As the curtain is closed, he takes a draw off of his beer. "As Aeryn said, my name is Lon."
He looks the team over as they introduce themselves. Then continues, "The job is simple. I have a semi I need brought into Seattle from Vancouver. You all interested?"
The booth is shaped like a "U" and an average sized, Causation male in his middle years sat at the bottom of the "U". He gestures for the team to sit. After they do, "Please. Pull the curtain."
As the curtain is closed, he takes a draw off of his beer. "As Aeryn said, my name is Lon."
He looks the team over as they introduce themselves. Then continues, "The job is simple. I have a semi I need brought into Seattle from Vancouver. You all interested?"
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:34; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx slides into the booth, introducing herself and nodding at the others present. When Lon mentions the job the young adept has a few short flashes of "Mad Chase", especially the fight on the roof of an automated truck in a tunnel. Then she thinks about the job.
A semi from Vancouver to Seattle... NAN country.
She nods, interested, but waits to let the others speak first, hoping they have more expereince with such border-crossing jobs.
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
Lynx slides into the booth, introducing herself and nodding at the others present. When Lon mentions the job the young adept has a few short flashes of "Mad Chase", especially the fight on the roof of an automated truck in a tunnel. Then she thinks about the job.
A semi from Vancouver to Seattle... NAN country.
She nods, interested, but waits to let the others speak first, hoping they have more expereince with such border-crossing jobs.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:34; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion seats himself after drawing the curtain closed. he listens as everyone does the custom intro and breif chit chat, Vancuver wow thats a rough ride " well kind of depends on what kind of pay we are talking about. its not a long haul but I5 isnt exactly a nice area now a days. " Zion didn't have a lot of jobs lined up and the ones he was doing weren't paying what he needed. Time to loosen the belt a little he hoped.
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion seats himself after drawing the curtain closed. he listens as everyone does the custom intro and breif chit chat, Vancuver wow thats a rough ride " well kind of depends on what kind of pay we are talking about. its not a long haul but I5 isnt exactly a nice area now a days. " Zion didn't have a lot of jobs lined up and the ones he was doing weren't paying what he needed. Time to loosen the belt a little he hoped.
Wednesday March 19, 2070; 21:35:00; Crime Mall; Seattle UCAS
Cynic sat at the end and looked chill. N.A.N. territory didn't mean squat to him, hell everywhere but Seattle around here was N.A.N. territory, but the idea of riding in a semi-trailer with not one but two hot chicks meant the job might have perks beyond cred.
He sipped his beer and took it in, letting Zion talk for awhile. If he started fragging things up, the young mage could alwasy take over.
Cynic sat at the end and looked chill. N.A.N. territory didn't mean squat to him, hell everywhere but Seattle around here was N.A.N. territory, but the idea of riding in a semi-trailer with not one but two hot chicks meant the job might have perks beyond cred.
He sipped his beer and took it in, letting Zion talk for awhile. If he started fragging things up, the young mage could alwasy take over.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:34; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
"Straight to the money; My kind of people. The job pays a thousand for each you four and I will supply tactical matrix support." He takes a draw off his beer while the number sinks in. "Before you turn me down flat. That's just for the ride. There is a threat bonus of five hundred each. So, are we in business?"
"Straight to the money; My kind of people. The job pays a thousand for each you four and I will supply tactical matrix support." He takes a draw off his beer while the number sinks in. "Before you turn me down flat. That's just for the ride. There is a threat bonus of five hundred each. So, are we in business?"
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:35; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
1'500... what was the old rule? Always ask for more?
Lynx nods, seemingly pondering the payment offer, but as the new gal in the groupthe young adept decides not to demand more money. She does think there should be a higher payment, but she's still influenced by visions of high-speed car chases and close-quarter combat on the roofs of sliding trucks. And by rumors of Salish-Siddhe border patrols using strange magic to turn smugglers inside out from afar, but those might just be that, rumors. The source - a chipped ganger - isn't exactly trustworthy.
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
1'500... what was the old rule? Always ask for more?
Lynx nods, seemingly pondering the payment offer, but as the new gal in the groupthe young adept decides not to demand more money. She does think there should be a higher payment, but she's still influenced by visions of high-speed car chases and close-quarter combat on the roofs of sliding trucks. And by rumors of Salish-Siddhe border patrols using strange magic to turn smugglers inside out from afar, but those might just be that, rumors. The source - a chipped ganger - isn't exactly trustworthy.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:35; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion thought on the 1500 for only a few moments Thats more then i have made in the last two weeks working the odd ends
"im in" and rent is soon due he thought to himself. i need to start finding more jobs.
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion thought on the 1500 for only a few moments Thats more then i have made in the last two weeks working the odd ends
"im in" and rent is soon due he thought to himself. i need to start finding more jobs.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:35; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
"Nice try, Lon. Now what did you really have in mind for the payment? 2k each I suppose? Plus the bonus, of course."
Aeryn is getting more confident with every job, and the elf is quite sure, that Lon did not offer them the full amount initially, too.
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)
"Nice try, Lon. Now what did you really have in mind for the payment? 2k each I suppose? Plus the bonus, of course."
Aeryn is getting more confident with every job, and the elf is quite sure, that Lon did not offer them the full amount initially, too.
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:36; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
2'000... that's more like it.
Lynx doesn't say anything, but she smiles widely when the elven woman asks for more money, and tries to watch the man - Lon - for clues about his reactions.
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
2'000... that's more like it.
Lynx doesn't say anything, but she smiles widely when the elven woman asks for more money, and tries to watch the man - Lon - for clues about his reactions.
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:34; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lon gives Aeryn a hard, mean look when she challenges him and they stare each other down for a full fifteen seconds before the mobster breaks into a laugh. "You drive a hard bargain... But two k each it is. We could haggle all night, but I'd rather start with some good faith." He raises a glass, "Let's hope you don't earn the bonus." he drains the drink, sets down the glass and provides more details.
"The trailer is loaded with food processors and other kitchen appliances... as well as some special cargo. Our hacker will provide you basic credentials. They won't stand up strong scrutiny, but they will do for a casual glance. I need the truck, at the Mall at five am..... tomorrow."
Lon gives Aeryn a hard, mean look when she challenges him and they stare each other down for a full fifteen seconds before the mobster breaks into a laugh. "You drive a hard bargain... But two k each it is. We could haggle all night, but I'd rather start with some good faith." He raises a glass, "Let's hope you don't earn the bonus." he drains the drink, sets down the glass and provides more details.
"The trailer is loaded with food processors and other kitchen appliances... as well as some special cargo. Our hacker will provide you basic credentials. They won't stand up strong scrutiny, but they will do for a casual glance. I need the truck, at the Mall at five am..... tomorrow."
Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:34; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion looked at his HUD in his contacts. 2130 already , thinking to himself he figures the team has about seven hours if they hit the road now to do the deed "this is kind of short notice isn't it?" looking at Aeryn " you have anything that can get us there in less then three hours for the RV Aeryn? we will have to get there quick and assume the load will be good to go once we get there and the driver can make that rig back in less then four hours."
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(not broadcasting)
Zion looked at his HUD in his contacts. 2130 already , thinking to himself he figures the team has about seven hours if they hit the road now to do the deed "this is kind of short notice isn't it?" looking at Aeryn " you have anything that can get us there in less then three hours for the RV Aeryn? we will have to get there quick and assume the load will be good to go once we get there and the driver can make that rig back in less then four hours."
Team; Wednesday March 19th, 2070; 21:36; The Office, Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
That's going to be a rush job...
Lynx isn't too experienced with smuggling jobs, but this does sound like it'll be a close call, timing wise. No long preparations. Optimistically she tells herself she does better thinking on her feet, or reacting, than planning anyway.
I wonder what the special cargo it...
The adept has brief flashes of all sorts of possibilities - drugs, chips, weapons, organs - would fit the time pressure - or even people?
Lynx;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Luna Miele (not-broadcasting)
That's going to be a rush job...
Lynx isn't too experienced with smuggling jobs, but this does sound like it'll be a close call, timing wise. No long preparations. Optimistically she tells herself she does better thinking on her feet, or reacting, than planning anyway.
I wonder what the special cargo it...
The adept has brief flashes of all sorts of possibilities - drugs, chips, weapons, organs - would fit the time pressure - or even people?
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