Saturday April 5, 2070; 10:03; Zion's Doss, Time Track Apartments, 5475 109th Ave Ct E, North Puyallup City
Zion

<<@Zion [Papa] Your treat? Guess I'll be seeing you there then. See you at 10.>>

Saturday April 5, 2070; 11:00; Cynic's Doss, 2511 8th St. Puyallup
Cynic

The neighbors quieted down after a few more slaps. The water in from the shower was cool, but it was mostly clear and didn't have its own smell today. A pair of Flavo-Patties® later and his hunger was also sated, at least for the time. His bike was right where he left it, the only left was to make a decision about where to go today. As he rolled out of the garage, the kid upstairs is sitting on the front porch, his worn, hand me down jacket pulled tight. A second glance confirmed Cynic's thoughts about earlier today: The kid's nose is bleeding and he's sporting a pretty good shiner on his left eye.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 11:08; Team Safehouse, Shady Acres Airport, Tom Wright Road, Puyallup Barrens
Zion

It took Zion an hour to get to the safe-house from his doss. A number of double-backs, cuts overs and deviations in route in order avoid the various gangs and damaged road in between and he was finally there. After he entered his pass phrase into the security system, he was allowed access to the large open area to store his bike while he went about looking for Baby-Boom-Boom.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 11:08; Team Safehouse, Shady Acres Airport, Tom Wright Road, Puyallup Barrens
Zion;PAN=HIDDEN[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(Hidden)

<@Papa[Zion] "ill see you then chummer. I will meet you there."> Zion hoped that he would at least get what he was looking for when he got there. He needed the hardware to help out with the bigger game in Seattle.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 10:03:00; Cynic's Doss

Cynic looked over at the young kid, clearly miserable and hurting from the "love" his father had shown him. With a sigh the young mage killed the bike and put out the kick stand. He walked over to the young kid.

"Hey chummer, raw deal huh? Look I can't fix everything but I can at least fix the bruises and the bloody nose whaddya say?

Cynic held his hands out wide, palms up to show he was unarmed. A quick heal spell would set the kid right as rain. He thought about going upstairs and beating the crap out of the old man but then what? He couldn't take care of the family. At least the old boozer brought home enough to keep a roof overhead and some food on the table. It could be worse, the kid could be living on the streets, where the predators came in a whole variety of flavors and none of them good.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 15:30; Pacific Place Mall, Downtown Seattle
Cynic

The kid pulls back from Cynic at first. When he realizes the young man isn't going to hurt him, he sits quietly. Once Cynic's spell is complete and the wounds healed, he simply sits in awe as the mage rides off.

The afternoon is spent in the oddest of places for a young ganger from the Puyallup Barrens: Pacific Place Mall, Downtown Seattle. And he's doing the strangest of things for a young ganger from the Puyallup Barrens: He's browsing the latest of fashions. He's not there to buy though. Just to gawk and take some pictures.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 15:30; Team Safehouse, Shady Acres Airport, Tom Wright Road, Puyallup Barrens
Zion

For Zion, the last few hours passed in the company of several members of the Fly-Boys. A few cheap beers, some home brew ale and a box of ammo later, Baby-Boom-Boom finally shows up. "Yo pretty boy. Are we jumping you in?"

Saturday April 5, 2070; 15:30; Team Safehouse, Shady Acres Airport, Tom Wright Road, Puyallup Barrens
Zion

While Zion enjoyed hanging out with Baby-Boom-Boom he had no intentions of getting involved with a gang. Trying to stay on the good side of the gang that is protecting their hideout he shakes his head "Sorry chummer I don't count on becoming a permanent fixture in this city. If you guys need any help taking care of things though let me know i will lend you a hand anytime, Thanks for the offer though." He gets up from group and greets Baby-Boom-Boom. "Yo chummer. You doing alright? I was wondering if I could get a couple of your IED's off you for personal use. I never know when i need to set up a ambush." He let a smile cross his features giving Baby-Boom-Boom a quick smile.

Zion calls Aeryn and Cynic to find out their plans for the night to see if they maybe want to meet up at the crime mall and catch up on the last couple weeks. <@Aeryn/Cynic[Zion]"Hoi Chummers, Thought i would get a Sit Rep, make sure you were some grease marks on the seattle streets. anyways im getting together with PaPa tonight and Baby-Boom-Boom at the crime mall. Stop by if you don't have any plans.">

Zion Sends a message to Doc <@Doc Morgan[Zion]"Hey old friend haven't seen you for a while, I know its mid week but give me a ring Chummer its been a while.>

he then thinks about his old Secretary friend who helped him out a while back, She was such a unique girl. <@Delila[Zion]"Its been forever, Sorry i haven't seen you. What are your plans this weeken. I hope the weeks haven't been to stressful on you. Give me a ring next time you have a chance.">

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 16:15:00; St. Parkland Neighborhood, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

Aeryn notices the message from Zion only now.

The Mall is open tonight, right. Totally forgot about that. Maybe I can get the drone fixed there.

Pushing her plans for the evening aside, she answers her team-mates with a quick message.

< @Cynic/Zion [Aeryn] Thanks for the reminder. I will be around most likely. But who's Baby-Boom-Boom? Should I know that one? >

Saturday April 5, 2070; 16:11:11, Team Safehouse

Cynic pulled his bike to a stop just inside the team's squat. There was more than enough room for his bike, a car, a truck, Santa and his sleigh, even a panzer would fit. He killed the engine and noticed on his AR that there was a message in his queue waiting for a response. It sat right below the blinking icon showing he was no longer able to access the Matrix or any other wireless network. He called up the stored message and read Zion's post.

With a shrug, he minimized the Obler-Hiroto text Fallen had given him on basic enchanting, bonding, and focus construction and headed over to see if Zion was still hanging around.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 16:14; Team Safehouse, Shady Acres Airport, Tom Wright Road, Puyallup Barrens
Zion

<<@All [Zion] -----NO MATRIX CONNECTION----- >>

While Zion hung out with some of the guys, Baby-Boom-Boom headed out. She arrived a short time later with a PVC pipe about half a meter long and six inches in diameter with caps on both ends. One end has air value like would be on a vehicle tire. "Pressurize this. When it depressurizes- cracking the PVC or whatever- it'll go boom and send BB's flying at about a hundred and fifty miles an hour. Great party popper. If you like it we can talk volume."

A few minutes later, the sound of a motorbike can be heard over by the safe house.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 16:15; Team Safehouse, Shady Acres Airport, Tom Wright Road, Puyallup Barrens
Zion & Cynic

As Cynic walks back out of the safe house, his bike parked, he sees Zion approaching with five members of the local street gang.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 16:15:00; St. Parkland Neighborhood, Puyallup

Aeryn is unable to reach either of her teammates and neither are currently connected to TeamNet.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 16:14:10; Safehouse, Puyallup Barrens

Cynic casually shifted his stance so his jacket would be opened enough for him to grab his pistol just in case the bangers turned out to be less than friendly. Of course, if that was the case he'd start off with a stunball and follow up by running like a devil rat with diharrea for cover. 5-to-1 odds sucked, even with an ambush. He recognized these guys as part of the local crew so it was probably chill. He met Zion's eyes and gave a little upward bob of his head.

Sup?

Conversation via testosterone, just like the old days.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 16:14:10; Safehouse, Puyallup Barrens
Zion

Zion walks along with the gangers and starts to head up towards Cynic. "sup chummer, Hows it going. Havent heard from any of you since our last run. I sent out invites for the mall tonight to you and Aeryn, Papa is comimng out so i thought i would include you and Aeryn. You a go?" Zion held out his hand during the greeting. Been a while since he had seen the Mage and was hoping that Cynic was settling the magic privacy problem with the safehouse. that along with some boobie traps and the safe house would be a death trap to any unwanted visitors.

Zion turned to the gangers and said his farewells and went to follow Cynic inside the Safe house escaping anymore mentioning of him and joining thier gang.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 17:15; Java Jane's, Loveland, Puyallup District
Cynic/Zion/3B

Cynic found that Zion had been hanging with Fly-Boys. Since the team paid the local gang a monthly security stipend, they have been reasonably friendly to the team. As the duo headed into the safe house, Baby-Boom-Boom (or 3B) followed with Zion who had invited her along for the trip to the Mall. 3B is a human girl, 16 or 17, with a light, freckled complexion. She is both attractive and frightening. Like any attractive ganger-girl whose made it this far without being a joy-girl, 3B has a chip on her shoulder. She doesn't bond well with Cynic. Turns out she'd never been to the Mall before and was quite excited, and talkative, to be going. She was sticking to the team's former soldier, not letting him get too far from her sight.

Half an hour later the trio were on bikes and headed north, 3B riding with Zion. Took another half an hour to navigate out of the Barrens and into Loveland. 3B did prove her worth with her knowledge of the paths in and out of the Barrens. Once in Loveland, she directed them to a little soycaf shop, Java Jane's. "She makes a cup that tastes like the real stuff... Or at least that's what people say."

The team finally with a decent Matrix connection, all queued messages send.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 17:15; Riding on I-512, Puyallup District
Aeryn

The team finally seems to have made it into signal range as she notices them on TeamNet.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 17:15:00; St. Parkland Neighborhood, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

< @Cynic/Zion [Aeryn] Thanks for the reminder. I will be around most likely. But who's Baby-Boom-Boom? Should I know that one? >

Aeryn drives around a bit and then heads back home. She packs her drone, that requires maintenance, into the trunk of her car for now. Maybe she could find someone in the mall, who could assist her with the repairs. Or at least get a name or address of someone who can.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 17:15:00; St. Parkland Neighborhood, Puyallup
Zion

<@Aeryn[Zion] "Baby Boom Boom is part of the local gang that protects the safe house. We will see you in a few chummer, Give us a heads up when you get here.">

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 17:15:00; St. Parkland Neighborhood, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

< [Aeryn] I see. Will be there at around six or seven, I guess. I will let you know, when I arrive. >

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:05; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens
Zion, Cynic, Aeryn & 3B


The next few hours are spent by the various team members getting the low down on routes for the night. Working various contacts, they learn that the Meridian Maulers, south of the Mall are escorting several shipments in. Any gang getting paid to escort shipments in has a vested interest in not interfering with incoming traffic. Of course, MM territory is the hardest to get to because it means going through someone else's...

Cynic puts out several feelers for work. Viggo had responded with a lead on some BTL coming through the Salish from the PCC that needed to be massaged across the border; The initial pay was weak for the risk though.
<<@Cynic [Kilroy] I got a few things in the hopper. If you got some time, I got a guy that needs some mojo to make a little side job go smoother. He'll be at the Mall tonight. I also may have a little better paying primary gig work out as well. I'll let you know.>>

The team eventually meets up, heads to central Puyallups then cuts south as if headed for the safe house before cutting back east and heading to the Mall. The trip is uneventful for them, though a sedan full of wanna-be kids finds themselves having a hard way to go on the way in. The car is pulled over, deep in the Barrens. Several are outside, beside the car, several more inside. Over a dozen go-gangers on growlers and the like surround them. One of the fools outside the car is getting the shit kicked out of him. Decency pulls at the team to stop and do something. Common sense tell them to mind their own business. Don't come to the Barrens if you can't take the ass kicking..

After paying the Lifters parking toll, the team park their vehicles and are passing the trolls running security tonight. Always trolls. Always big, bad-ass trolls.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:05; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens
Zion

Zion pays the gangs to watch his bike, awaiting the others to do the same. He starts to tell 3B about the different shops that are in the mall and how they vary from time to time. Zion also introduces 3B to Kaboom when they pass his shop as well as asks about the hardware he was looking for. "hoi chummer, This is my friend Baby-Boom-Boom. 3B this is Kaboom. what's new?" Zion knows exaclty what he is looking for, hoping Kaboom has the connections to get it is always a problem though.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:05; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens

The team made a bee-line to the second floor and Kaboom's, leaving Cynic and Aeryn with no doubts that Zion was on a mission. As Zion begins introductions, Papa Smurf's TeamNet lights up and the GPS activates as well: He is in the parking lot.

Kaboom smiles at 3B. He takes her hand to shake it, then kisses it instead. "Aren't you just a diamond in the rough?" He then turns back to Zion as 3B momentarily blushes. "What can I do you for tonight?"

Somewhere in the Mall a single shot rings out. A short burst of fire nearly immediately follows it. Voices and crowds grow quiet. Unlike the panic that would envelope a normal Mall causing the sheep to flee, this Mall is full of wolves. Rather than flee they assess the threat. A few more moments pass before "All clear" can be heard being repeated and the noise levels quickly return to normal.

Kaboom looks to Zion with a smile, waiting the former soldier's reply.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 19:05:16; Crime Mall; Puyallup Barrens

The sound of gunfire was like the sound of rain on the roof for Cynic, it was just part of the background noises of life in the sprawl, a constant thing to be aware of but nothing to worry at.

He dropped the necessary cred to make sure his bike wasn't trashed or stolen and followed Zion into the mall. The merc marched about like he was on the parade grounds, always someplace to go or someone to shoot. The young mage wandered behind him, taking in the sights of the Mall, seeing and being seen.

He spent some time answering messages, touching base with both Viggo and Kilroy to let them know that he might be interested in the work depending on his availability. He let them both know that he had a couple of other offers hanging but that he'd slice out time for their piece of biz if he could. The crap run from Viggo didn't sound all that worth it but he needed the cred enough not to refuse outright. Besides, a runner in demand meant a runner worth more. He let Viggo know that he may need to hook up with someone else but to keep Cynic in mind in the future.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:05; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens
Zion

Zion smiles as the not so smooth dwarf smooches 3B and primes Zion for a sell, When the gunfire goes off Zion looks in the direction but since no zings or wizzs fly by he knows no rounds are heading his way. Turning his attention back to Kaboom. "Well tonight i was hoping to see something i absolutely couldn't live without. Say something like a Spaz 22 or a MGL-6. if nothing else along those lines maybe just a Colt M23. That is if you can get your hands on something like that. I know you have been a busy man lately."

Zion turns to the others to see what thier attentions perked. seeing they werent exaclty sensing the same vibe made a note to find something for everyone tonight at the mall.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:05; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens
Zion, Cynic, Aeryn & 3B

Kaboom smiles, "I got a line on a pair of Spas 22's. Could have you one in a few days." He walks over to a crate, grabs a pry bar and pops the top off of the crate. Moving the lid over, he exposes a number of M-23's. "As to the M-23's.... As you can see, we can hook you up tonight. The MGL-6 will be a little harder to locate. I can ask around if you are set on it?" 3B's eye goes wide at the crate of assault rifles. She looks at the team like a wide-eye'd teenager.

When it rains it pours. As such, the team gets several job offers in the matter of a minute...

<<@Team [Papa] Hey guys. On my way in. I had a contact reach out that needs a favor. Thought maybe I'd talk you all into helping with it.>>

<<@Zion [Zeek] Rumor is you got a full crew? Got a rush job and I'm looking for a support team. Interested?>>

<<@Cynic [Viggo] I can go one grand per head, team of three. Crossing the border middle of the night. Can I count you in?>>

<<@Team [Kilroy] Got a Johnson lined up for a job sounds like its right up your alley. Pay should be reasonable. I'm told threat level is above average.>>

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:05; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens
Zion

Zion gets surprised by the plethora of job opportunities. curious to all of them he puts feelers out to Zeek and Killroy

<@Zeek[Zion]"Whats the time frame looking like, i have a few others with me if the price is right and the help is needed we can talk about specifics.">

<@Team[Zion]"guess we have a few offers for work that just hit us, I also have a friend looking for a support team. Ill get more info on that momentarily. What do you have Papa?">


Zion turns to look at 3B as she glow when she sees the M-23's "Hey 3B i hope you brought your cred, I bet Kaboom would be willing to work something out if you needed more then one." Zion smiles and winks towards 3B and then looks at Kaboom "I would really like one of the Spazz 22's. If you can get your hands on one of those MGL-6's i would be willing to make a pick up instead of having to wait for the next mall meeting."

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:06; Crime Mall, Puyallup Barrens

<<@Zion [Zeek] A few folks need to get out of the Tir. They snuck in, stirred up a little trouble and their ride out got pinched. I'd leave now if you are ready to saddle up.>>

<<@Team [Papa] I got a guy looking for a little charity work for some folks who are down on their luck. He's inbound as is another chummer who's got a angle on how we might work this out. Kind of a Robin-Hood deal.>>

3B smiles at Zion, "Let's work a little deal for my toys."

Kaboom nods. "I'll get the Spas prepped and I'll reach out on the MGL-6 and let you know." He looks down at the M-23's, "Shall I wrap one or two of these up?"

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:07:00; Crime Mall, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

Once she has parked her car and tipped the gangers, Aeryn heads into the mall, looking for Cynic and Zion.

< @Cynic/Zion [Aeryn] Hey guys, where are you? >

The elf also looks out for a possibility to get her drone repaired, which still rests in the trunk of her car for now.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:07:00; St. Parkland Neighborhood, Puyallup
Zion;PAN=hidden[LTG] SIN=Gabe Moore(broadcasting)

Zion looks at 3B then to Kaboom. he leans in close to 3B ear whispering "yeah we can work something out but Im no drek who wants to only get in your pants 3B, You have a talent for making things go boom plus If i ever need help from you and your boys I better be able to count on it." He waits for a response from 3B before giving Kaboo a positive answer for the M23's.

<@Aeryn[Zion]"yeah we are at Kabooms stands, the crazy dwarf who sells all kind of munitions.">

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:08; The Mall, Puyallup
Hugo

Hugo climbed into the side car and Shotgun Joe put the motorcycle into gear with a roar and lurch forward. The dwarf takes the duo straight into the Barrens. His chosen route is indirect and once he doubles back. They take fire one time; Joe's response is more speed. Eventually, they link up with three other riders. All are wearing black like Joe.

For Hugo, they venture into areas of the Barrens that he had never gone before and with good reason. Despite the darkness, he could tell the houses and other structures in the areas are either dilapidated or in serious need of basic maintenance.

As the Mall comes into sight, no street lights illuminate the path here and the roads are not the best, but RFID tags clearly mark the path to tonight's parking area. Tonight the old Sears outlet is serving as bike parking and the Lifters have established directions using RFID tags and sculpted AR, but these are not needed. It is starting to get busy and you follow several vehicles in.

The Lifters collect 25 for each bike. The Lifters and their ridiculous gang colors cause most other gangers to shake their head and ask why? Perhaps that is the very reason though. One thing that is apparent is that only the Lifters are wearing gang colors.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 19:08:05 Crime Mall; Puyallup Barrens

Cynic listens to Zion talk guns and stuff with the arms dealer. The fact that his teammate wanted to buy a machine gun was a little worrisome for the ex-ganger. He'd been in a few fights and had been standing near one guy who was the target in a drive by but no one used machine guns. He used to carry a Streetline Special when he carried at all until the Blood Monkeys took out his crew. That was when he figured out the difference between a piece of drek show piece and what real firearms could do. He took his Predator off of one of the guys who didn't make it but those were the only two guns he'd ever carried or shot. He'd been shot at with automatic fire but never carried one.

He kept quiet but made a mental note to talk to Zion about firearms training, if he wanted to be a real runner he'd need a broader set of skills to support his magic.

TeamNet: Aeryn we're up hearing purchasing the necessities for the invasion of a small third world country, like France, come on up. Someone has been capping off rounds earlier so heads up.

He begin a dilatory search through the Mall's AR menu, looking for what merchants were open tonight, just to see if anything interesting was popping. He knew Nina would be preforming at the Spirit Focus later tonight, it being Saturday, so if none of the worked panned out he'd give her a call and head over there to watch the show.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 19:08:05 Crime Mall; Puyallup Barrens
Zion
Zion give the young Cynic a glance as he is quietly talking into 3B's ear that tells the young mage that this is more then just buying up things that go boom.
<@Team[Zion]"Trying to work out a deal with the local safe house gang protection I.E. 3B to make things a bit more comfortable for us or maybe help us later if we need it. A few guns can go a long way for gangers and if they can provide help in the future we won't have to pay a whole lot for it. Besides the French wouldn't last five minutes without us having this kind of weaponry."> Zion Smiles at Cynic and continues with the conversation with 3B and Kaboom about working out a deal for a few of the M-22's and the Spaz-22 that Zion was hoping to score also sending Aeryn a A/R add from Kabooms stand to tell the location if she didn't know where in the mall his stand was considering there were probably easily more stands selling guns then food.

Zion didn't know what to tell Zeek but the job sounded interesting to say the least but a trip to the Tir would be trouble right now. Besides Zion didn't know who they were eco terrorists or the area around the Tir.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:08:07; Crime Mall, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

< @Cynic/Zion [Aeryn] Thanks! Coming... >

Having directions now, Aeryn heads to Kaboom's stand to meet the others, only stopping if she happens to stumble upon a stand with drones.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:08; The Mall, Puyallup
@Aeryn

There were in fact a few vendors selling drones, or at least drone parts. For the most part, standard gyros, control boards, standard sensors. One even had a few micro and mini-drones in a plexiglass case. While not new, the drones appeared in good repair and nonstandard. While an elf haggled with customers, an ork held a pair of very fine tools and worked on what appeared to be a dragonfly.

@Zion
Kaboom seemed to smell the interest from both Zion and 3B. "Listen. I'll let these M-23's go for 800 each or the case of five for 3,800. I'll even throw in a full clip for each. The Spas-22 is a lot harder to get. I can let that go for 1,500.." He rubs his chin. "Tell ya what though. You buy the case of M-23s and I'll sell the Spas-22 for 1,200. As always, a full clip is always included."

@Cynic
The conversation and haggling over firearms continues. Acronyms and numbers meaningless to the mage are thrown around. Of course, growing up on the streets, he recognizes that they are dealing with high powered assault rifles and combat shotguns. Beyond that, the jargon is another language. Checking his calendar, he confirms that Nina will be performing at 9:30 tonight.

@Hugo
Hugo finds his way to the entrance with Joe, Michael and a pair of humans: One male and one female. The five some pass through the doors under the scrutiny of two trolls watching the entrance. The trolls both wear heavy jackets as well a securtech gear; As if they weren't scary enough without all that armor. They both carry Ares Alphas in hand and wear goggles and respirators.

Just inside the doors, a pair of men are carrying a body out on a stretcher. As the men pass, Hugo takes a double take on the second guy, swearing he is a ghoul.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:08:42; Crime Mall, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

"Hey!" Aeryn said, as she approached the orc.

"Looks like you know what you're doing there. Do you do aerodrone repairs? Got a Stormcloud in my car, which requires some maintenance."

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:08:42; St. Parkland Neighborhood, Puyallup
Zion

leaning over to 3B he awaits her to either front the cash for the M-23s or ask for a little assistance."After paying for my Spaz i can front you 1500 that's almost half the dough in good faith. I am not made of money plus i got rent to pay" he never was a haggler but he was as honest as they came for a runner. If 3B was going to haggle for a different price or walk away this was the time to do it. Zion was goin to get his Boom stick regardless.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:08; The Mall, Puyallup
Lucky; PAN = hidden [Datajack]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)

The sights and sounds of the Mall filledHugo with joy - it was almost like he was back working a case again. He immediately and unconsciously began sizing everyone up around him for threats...and quickly determined that pretty much everyone around him was dangerous. Strangely, this filled him with a sense of calm. Searching out various AR in the area, he didn't at first find the shops he's looking for. He turned to Michael and asked, "So I have a list of things I'm looking at acquiring. When are we meeting your contact here? Do I have time to wander around a little?"

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:09; The Mall, Puyallup

@Aeryn
The ork looks up from the drone at Aeryn and gives her the once over. His gaze appears to be more sizing her up as a potential customer than checking her figure. "Replaced a set of busted solar cells and upgraded the command circuit in one a while back. Not a hard drone to work on really. What's the problem?"

@Zion & Cynic
3B looks at Zion, then back to Kaboom. "If we give you 2k tonight, can you hold them for a few days? I don't have access to the balance, but I can get it."

Kaboom smiles. "Sure, but I'm not Wally-World and there's no lay away plan. I'll give you three days and then the price goes up 500 "

She winces her lip for moment, then fronts 500 in certified cred before looking to Zion for the 1,500 .

Kaboom keeps his smile and turns to Zion. "I'll have your Spas when we clear on the 23's" He shakes both their hands and quickly moves off to his next potential sales as a pair of orks gawk over the 23's, "Nice looking weapons aren't they....."

@Hugo
Michael nods, "Yea. We'll be at the Office." With that, the foursome head off into the crowds at the Mall leaving Hugo smelling the smells and watching the crowd mingle about. Several things stick out to his eye: No gang colors anywhere. A full 50%+ of the people walking around are metas.

Beginning to walk down the hall, Hugo notices that all the vendors on this level (there are two levels) seem to have temporary stalls established on fold-able tables, working out of briefcases, etc. The wares available from those vendors appear to be everything from pistols & ammo to a variety of drugs and even BTL. No big guns or explosives, but a number of small drones and even household items - no doubt hot. A few have AR enabled, presenting everything from something that looks thrown together ten minutes ago to some high-grade store front AR.

Several working girls & boys, mingle in the crowd leaving little imagination as to what they are selling. An elf - on second glance, a skinny human with plastic ears, rubs up against Hugo. His/her sex is indeterminate. "Want to party?" it asks in a provocative voice that still leaves the gender in question.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:09:01; Crime Mall, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

"Well..." Aeryn says with a sheepish smile. "It doesn't work."

"When I ran systems diagnostics that orange wrench blinked up. Twice, I think. I will go fetch it, so you can take a look. Ok?"

Aeryn then heads back to her car and gets the stormcloud to the shop, sending another message to her team-mates on the way.

< [Aeryn] Need a moment... I will join you later. >

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:09; The Mall, Puyallup
Zion
Zion looks at 3B then to Kaboom reaches into his pocket to send Kaboom 1500 to help 3B and then sends him the original price of 1500 for the Spaz. along with a A/R Message

<@Kaboom[Zion]" come on Kaboom i really would like to get that Spaz tonight ill give you the full 1500, I am positive 3B will have the rest of your Nuyen in a few days no problem, If she doesn't fulllfill her part i will come back and pay the rest and take the loas off your hands. I would just like to have that Equipment tonight? I have two Ares Sliver guns i don't need what do you think i could get for them? ">

Zion turns and smiles at 3B after this and hopes Kaboom is willing to part with the said items on Zions conditions.

Recieving Aeyrns Message Zions sends a quick response. <@Aeryn[Zion] Null Sheen Take your time or better yet you need a hand i think we are almost done.">

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:09; The Mall, Puyallup
Lucky; PAN = hidden [Datajack]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)

Remembering his list of errands, Hugo allowed the crowd to envelop him as he pushed his way through. His first thoughts were about the need to skinlink his gear. Looking left and right, he was able to spot small arms dealers, but no one that looked like they work on electronics. He set his PAN to scan all of the ARs to try to find someone advertising those services.

I'll be lucky if I can find someone selling tag erasers too.

Remembering his obligations, he stopped at a drug dealer and bought some doses of Long Haul and Bliss. He figured he should bargain with the seller, but his heart just wasn't in it. Bargaining was such work, these days.

Kendra might be able to use some of this. And Satr would appreciate a hit or two of this stuff also. Might need to order something from somewhere else for Mom and Juan Carlos

Noticing the large amount of metas, he also began scanning the stalls and any ARs for orc specialty shops. Maybe he could pick up something for Rojos...

Saturday April 5, 2070; 19:10:00 GunBunnies-R-Us Shop Crime Mall; Puyallup Barrens

Cynic wanders away from the bargaining and heads out to look over the mall, maybe he'll spot Aeryn wandering around. He checks to make sure his PAN is set to hidden and leans against the rail looking at the people below and around him.

The young mage sends a message to PapaSmurf:

Smurf: This friend of yours that needs a job done, what are we talking about here, a favor or a job offer?

Saturday April 5, 2070; 19:15 Crime Mall; Puyallup Barrens

Aeryn
The walk to and from her car are uneventful. When she returns to the stall, the ork sets down the smaller drone and looks at the stormcloud.
"The primary relay to the command circuit appears to have gone bad. That also shorted out a pair of capacitors." He looks up. "Take me half an hour and say.... Three hundred nuyen."

Hugo
A 130 later and Hugo has a pair of doses of each of the drugs. Continuing on, he makes it to the second floor. There, a trio of dwarves are working out a small shop. One of them is mounting a bipod to an assault rifle for a pretty mean looking ork. One of the others addresses Hugo, "No cyberware. I think there's a broker about four or five shops down though..."

Satyr
<<@Satyr [Kaboom] For the extra 300, I'll get the Spaz delivered tonight. It'll take a few hours though. Check back after 10.>>

As Satyr and 3B finish up with Kaboom, Saytr notices that Cynic has wondered off presumably to do some shopping of his own. 3B leads Satyr onward. A few stalls down, they find a guy with several LAW rockets for sale; He guarantees they will work.

Cynic
Wondering off in search of something a little more stimulating, he makes it to the top of the stairwell.
<<@Cynic [Papa] More of charity work.>>

A troll in a jumpsuit reaches the top of the stairs and looks to Cynic. "Think of it as community service work. Some kind of deal for widows and orphans." He extends a troll sized hand to the mage. "Good to meet you in the meat."

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:15:00; Crime Mall, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

"Sure, sounds good!"

< [Aeryn] Let's meet up somewhere at 20:00, I need to get one of my drone's fixed until then. >

Saturday April 5, 2070; 19:15 Crime Mall; Puyallup Barrens
Zion

Zion mulls over the price and shakes on it exchanging the amounts needed for both transactions, When he notices the young spell slinger seperated from the group he puts out feelers, Maybe the mage was getting spot for the rest to grab a bite to eat. <@Cynic"Chummer you find anything worth looking at?>

<@Aeryn[Zion]"Null sheen, We are still upstairs waiting for Papa then we can commence to chill at the corner snack shack">

Saturday April 5, 2070; 19:15:00 Crime Mall; Puyallup Barrens

Cynic takes the troll's hand in his own and gives it a firm shake, hoping he'd be getting his had back intact and peering up into the hacker's eyes. He'd found that most computer types were a little leery of magicians so he wanted to make a decent first impression.

"Widows and orphans, crap. If it were just some guy looking for a favor I'd flat out say no cause I need the money but. . . kids. Shit, we'll have to see what we can do about fitting both gigs into the schedule. I'm Cynic, nice to meet you too."

The young mage fell in alongside PapaSmurf as they headed back to find the rest of the crew.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 19:15; The Mall, Puyallup
Lucky; PAN = hidden [Datajack]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)

Trying to mentally calculate his remaining nuyen, Hugo felt a little depressed. He wasn't sure he had enough to do all of the errands he wanted to do. The specialty brew for Rojos was especially expensive. And he still didn't have a tag eraser or a skinlink on his Pred. Making his way towards the stalls that the dwarves had indicated, his attention was caught by a nearby vendor. He stopped for a moment and smiled hugely. In front of him was a booth selling various kinds of soya products. He browsed until he found the soya-bacon. Haggling poorly with the old japanese man, Hugo came away with several nuyen worth. He hoped Cabre would forgive him for leaving him behind.

One more item scratched off of his list, Hugo continued to hunt for the indicated stall. He felt confident he had time until he had to rendezvous with Racing-Bike and the rest.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 20:05 Crime Mall; Puyallup Barrens

Aeryn
Staying nearby as the ork works, she observes that he is methodical and precise. As he disassembles, he places parts piece by piece in order on a tray. As he replaces the part, he solders carefully and with a professional level of precision. When he is done, she notes that it was a pretty simple operation, the time taken with the care in which he performed the task. After payment is made, she returns the now fully operational drone to her car and then returns to the Mall, now ready to continue her evening.

Cynic, Zion, 3B & Papa
Cynic and the troll walk through the upper level. "Normally I avoid these deals as well, usually a scam or angle behind them, but Kilroy says the guy putting this gig together is a former Star Lawman, not one of the corrupt, bleed the little people types rather a true believer who's coming to grips with the fact that justice isn't always provided by the law and even Robin Hood had to pay the bills." As they walk, Papa provides more details, "I did a little research on the guy. Lost his partner and his arm one very bad night. After the physical therapy was over, they gave him a medical discharge. Notes in the report says he talks to his dead partner. Ok, I say, this is the sixth world... Then the report also says he's not one of you mojo types. So besides being a crazy cripple former cop who sees dead people, he scans as a straight shooter." Papa looks down at the ganger, a twinkle in his eyes. Its clear he's along for the ride on this one just see how far down the rabbit hole this goes and to see if they serve tea at the end.

It doesn't take the duo long to find Zion and 3B. Then, after introductions and hand shakes, Papa suggests they find their way to Office. A little farther down the hall and they make it to the Office entrance. A large ork with obvious cyber features and red cyber eyes is sitting on a sturdy stool at the door. He is wearing a heavy armor jacket and has an MP-5 with a suppressor is his hands. He looks the team over and nods as they enter, but makes no overt movements.

Taking seats at the bar, you see all the tables are currently occupied. The decor of the office is pretty unique. There is a long bar that runs along the far wall and out to the middle of the floor making it kind of a "T" shape. There are twenty-eight stools along the bar. Seven along each of the four lengths. Along both walls, left and right, in the room are a number of booths with curtains. You know from experience that each of the twelve booths have white noise generators as well as sound dampeners. Using the booths brings a minimum drink charge every fifteen minutes. There are six tables with four chairs out on the floor area and finally, there are 3 larger rooms in the back for rent.

Hugo
355...352 ; It was going like water through his fingers.

An inquiry into skinlinks with the dwarves yield success. They have them and are experienced in installing them. To his chagrin, Hugo learns that both the weapon and the com need a skin link.... 252 ; Yes, flowing like water.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 20:05:00; Crime Mall, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

"Thanks! Good work! Do you have a shop somewhere, in case I am in need for your work again? Or are you only found here in the mall, when it is open?" Aeryn asks the ork before bringing her drone back to the car.

Saturday April 5, 2070; 20:05 Crime Mall; Puyallup Barrens
Aeryn

The ork passes over a contact ARO. It is encrypted and only contains an LTG. "Drop a message there. Use the callsign Cloud-girl and refer to me as the Sgt Chen. My shop is mobile. We'll schedule a meet."

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 20:10:00; Crime Mall, Puyallup
Aeryn; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore (not broadcast)

"Will do," Aeryn says with a wink. "Thanks, and have a nice day!"

The elf then goes back to finding her team-mates, once the drone has been stashed away.

< [Aeryn] Finally done here... coming... >

She heads upstairs to find the snack shack, Zion was talking about.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 20:10:00; Crime Mall, Puyallup
Zion

Zion sits and listens to Papa tell them about the charity case that he needs a little assistance with. "Well Papa we have a couple of job offers right now paying ones i think, Without anymore information on this it will be hard to make a right choice. Nothing against you or your friend but if i miss out on a big score. Can we meet with your friend and work out some details first before deciding?"
<@Team[Zion]"Hey we are at a place called "Office" upper floor in the corner. Were with Papa smurf who is a actual troll and the rest of the gang.>

Saturday April 5, 2070; 20:15:15; Crime Mall

Cynic shrugged, doing charity work didn't bug him at all, he liked to thrill of working period and keeping busy helped one's rep. Once the team is together and filled in he decides to add is .2 nuyen.

"If we can arrange to do both one of the paying gigs and the charity work then lets do that. It's just a question of working the details rather than picking one or the other at this point."

He glanced around at the team and decided to broach a subject that had been on his mind for a while.

"Guys, now may not be the time but we're here so I figured we can at least start thinking about it, we need to look at the future and what we need to do to get ourselves ready for real work. I think we, as a team, ought to consider putting together a cache of equipment that we can use for runs. Disposable comlinks, maybe some agent programs to do some of the scutwork research, vehicles, that kind of thing. It'll involve some creative appropriations activities. I'm thinking we should start with the commlinks as the most necessary and easiest to lay hands on. That's what I'm thinking at least."

He tried to make sure to make eye contact with everyone, to let them know he was proposing a significant step. Once they start pulling jobs together and putting together "community" equipment for future runs they would start creating ties to each other that would leave traces on each other. It would make them a more effective team but it also created some vulnerabilties.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 20:15; The Mall, Puyallup
Lucky; PAN = hidden [Skinlink]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)

Feeling lucky that the dwarves could do this for him, Hugo agreed to get both his gun and commlink skinlinked. After passing the required amount of through his commlink, he watched in amazement as the dwarves went to work. It was almost faster than he could follow, their hands moving so quickly, seemingly independent of thought.

A bare minimum of time later, Hugo had his items back. Checking them out, he was delighted at the skinlink and how it worked. Feeling the cool grip of the pistol in his palm, seeing the brief flash as the display synced up with the smartlink in his eyes, watching the readouts scroll across his vision, the crosshairs finding the ground as he kept the barrel pointed earthward. He had heard the guys at the station talking about it, so long ago, but it had always seemed so unnecessary. He could see now what the guys had been raving about. Thanking the dwarves as he left, he checked the time. Now it was as simple as thinking about it - the DNI of the datajack interfacing flawlessly with the skinlinked commlink - and as quickly as thought, the time readout flared once, twice, three times in the lower left corner of his sight, then was gone.

Probably should head to the meet now.

Sending a quick message to MRB, Hugo checked his AROs to get his bearings and then began threading his was through the crowd towards the Office.

Saturday April 5th, 2070; 20:20; The Mall, Puyallup
Lucky; PAN = hidden [Skinlink]; SIN = Hugo Sanchez (not broadcast)

Finding his way to the Office wasn't as easy as he had thought. He constantly had to dodge people trying to sell him things, trying to get his attention, tugging on his clothing. He swore he avoided the same elf-human-man-woman in more than one place. Must be the popular type of joyboy these days he mused.

Finally the small map display in the corner of his field of vision indicated that his destination was straight in front of him, up a flight of stairs. As he plodded up the stairs, he said aloud, "Watch the entrance for me, would you Danny? Not sure if I'll need to leave in a hurry"

Stopping at the entrance to the bar, Hugo nodded to the large ork. When the ork nodded back, Hugo gathered himself and pushed through the door into the dim interior of the Office.