04-Apr-2071, 00:36:49,Unmarked warehouse, Slim's Chop shop, Puyallup, Seattle
<<Want to drop her off sooner rather than later. As for Test Screen, I'm leaning towards dumping him in a coffin motel someplace with a note explaining that his team was dead when we found them, and he's alive because we chose not to kill him. I can dig into Gannings' world from pretty much anywhere.>>
Full Version: IC: Plata o Plomo - Reloaded
04-Apr-2071, 00:36:55,Unmarked warehouse, Slim's Chop shop, Puyallup, Seattle
<<Sounds like a plan, I just gotta wash the Ghoul blood off the bumper, then we can hit a Coffin stack on the way to the Johnson's>>
The time in his glasses told Jasper he was a little early, But he didn't have time to wait. Whenever Slim was ready, he'd let him in, Jasper doubted it would bother him if he waited outside the door. He spent the Time scanning the area for trouble.
<<Sounds like a plan, I just gotta wash the Ghoul blood off the bumper, then we can hit a Coffin stack on the way to the Johnson's>>
The time in his glasses told Jasper he was a little early, But he didn't have time to wait. Whenever Slim was ready, he'd let him in, Jasper doubted it would bother him if he waited outside the door. He spent the Time scanning the area for trouble.
04-Apr-2071, 00:38:04,Unmarked warehouse, Slim's Chop shop, Puyallup, Seattle
The door to Slim's chop shop opens slowly, and the metal makes a creaking noise when it hits a particular spot. Slim is inside, and looks as cranky as his shop's door. He takes a look at the front of the car and rolls his eyes. "Who did you hit there? Anyone the cops care about?"
The door to Slim's chop shop opens slowly, and the metal makes a creaking noise when it hits a particular spot. Slim is inside, and looks as cranky as his shop's door. He takes a look at the front of the car and rolls his eyes. "Who did you hit there? Anyone the cops care about?"
04-Apr-2071, 00:38:04,Unmarked warehouse, Slim's Chop shop, Puyallup, Seattle
"Just some ghouls lookin for a meal. It was practicaly a public service, but I don't want to try and explain that to the cops."
Jasper pulls in and parks. He makes his way to the hose and starts praying down the pick up."So what do I ya fer your touble slim?"
"Just some ghouls lookin for a meal. It was practicaly a public service, but I don't want to try and explain that to the cops."
Jasper pulls in and parks. He makes his way to the hose and starts praying down the pick up."So what do I ya fer your touble slim?"
04-Apr-2071, 00:39:06,Unmarked warehouse, Slim's Chop shop, Puyallup, Seattle
"Ghouls? That's goddamn contaminated blood there?" Slim doesn't quite explode, but he's clearly not fond of having infected blood in his shop. Instead of hosing it down with water he insists on using industrial strength disinfectant, which costs a bundle more than expected - 250 Nuyen, non negotiable. "And if I start craving flesh in two weeks I'll come bite you."
"Ghouls? That's goddamn contaminated blood there?" Slim doesn't quite explode, but he's clearly not fond of having infected blood in his shop. Instead of hosing it down with water he insists on using industrial strength disinfectant, which costs a bundle more than expected - 250 Nuyen, non negotiable. "And if I start craving flesh in two weeks I'll come bite you."
04-Apr-2071, 00:39:27,Unmarked warehouse, Slim's Chop shop, Puyallup, Seattle
"aw hell, I'm the one over here scrubing, if anybody's gonna get a hankerin for human, it's me." Jasper sends the order through his data jack to wire
300 to Slim's comm. "and my fat ass is too slow to catch you if I go ghoul". When the truck was clean, he thanked Slim for the pit stop and made his way back onto the road. He looked up the address for the drop off and tried to find some cheap coffin motels on the way.
<<alright, now that we look a little less conspicuose, lets get this over with>>
"aw hell, I'm the one over here scrubing, if anybody's gonna get a hankerin for human, it's me." Jasper sends the order through his data jack to wire
300 to Slim's comm. "and my fat ass is too slow to catch you if I go ghoul". When the truck was clean, he thanked Slim for the pit stop and made his way back onto the road. He looked up the address for the drop off and tried to find some cheap coffin motels on the way.<<alright, now that we look a little less conspicuose, lets get this over with>>
04-Apr-2071, 00:50:04, Puyallup, Seattle
On the way to the drop off point the group passes a few coffin motels - some may have some literal coffins, given the chipheads loitering around in front of them. One is almost run over when he suddenly makes a sad, BTL-induced attempt at a combat roll into the street - he must have disabled his RAS override, and is stuck in some action BTL.
On the way to the drop off point the group passes a few coffin motels - some may have some literal coffins, given the chipheads loitering around in front of them. One is almost run over when he suddenly makes a sad, BTL-induced attempt at a combat roll into the street - he must have disabled his RAS override, and is stuck in some action BTL.
04-Apr-2071, 00:50:10, Puyallup, Seattle
Jasper pulls up to the coffin motel that looks the most automated with the least amount of coherent bystanders.
<<alright folks, lets get rid of some baggage>>
Jasper pulls up to the coffin motel that looks the most automated with the least amount of coherent bystanders.
<<alright folks, lets get rid of some baggage>>
04-Apr-2071, 00:50:10, Puyallup, Seattle
The next coffin motel that filled this criteria was the "Dracula" - a fully automated place that smelled slightly of vomit underneath all the disinfectant odor, and whose only conscious, not chipping occupatn was a beggar at the entrance.
The next coffin motel that filled this criteria was the "Dracula" - a fully automated place that smelled slightly of vomit underneath all the disinfectant odor, and whose only conscious, not chipping occupatn was a beggar at the entrance.
04-Apr-2071, 00:50:13, Puyallup, Seattle
<<This should do.>>
Nuke scrawls a quick virtual note on the RFID in Test Screen's underwear, explaining that the girl had a psychotic episode and killed his whole team which is why he couldn't get in contact with them, reminds the hacker that he's alive because Nuke chose to leave him that way, and suggests he forget the whole thing ever happened. Then he slings the other hacker over his shoulders and heads inside, ignoring the beggar out front.
Weird how things work out. Hope this guy is smart enough to take the hint. I'd hate to have to blow his head off after taking all this trouble to keep him alive.
<<This should do.>>
Nuke scrawls a quick virtual note on the RFID in Test Screen's underwear, explaining that the girl had a psychotic episode and killed his whole team which is why he couldn't get in contact with them, reminds the hacker that he's alive because Nuke chose to leave him that way, and suggests he forget the whole thing ever happened. Then he slings the other hacker over his shoulders and heads inside, ignoring the beggar out front.
Weird how things work out. Hope this guy is smart enough to take the hint. I'd hate to have to blow his head off after taking all this trouble to keep him alive.
04-Apr-2071, 00:51:13, Puyallup, Seattle
The beggar starts to curse Nuke, then his brain seems to register the limp body on Nuke's shoulders and he scrambles away muttering something about body snatchers. Inside the cubicles demand a SIN - though the scanners are so rudimentary a quick hack on the fly satisfies them. A minute later the unconscious hacker is stashed in his own coffin - on his side, so he doesn't choke on his tongue.
Stray keeps an eye out front, looking for possible trouble, the shotgun semi-hidden at her side, between her and the van. The adept nods to Nuke when he steps outside. "All done?"
The beggar starts to curse Nuke, then his brain seems to register the limp body on Nuke's shoulders and he scrambles away muttering something about body snatchers. Inside the cubicles demand a SIN - though the scanners are so rudimentary a quick hack on the fly satisfies them. A minute later the unconscious hacker is stashed in his own coffin - on his side, so he doesn't choke on his tongue.
Stray keeps an eye out front, looking for possible trouble, the shotgun semi-hidden at her side, between her and the van. The adept nods to Nuke when he steps outside. "All done?"
04-Apr-2071, 00:51:13, Puyallup, Seattle
Jasper pulls a cigarette from his coveralls, as he scans the street. he pulls up the address of their next stop, preparing to turn tires as soon as Nuke is back in the van. He even has "Carlene" set to change colors as soon as they pull away.
Jasper pulls a cigarette from his coveralls, as he scans the street. he pulls up the address of their next stop, preparing to turn tires as soon as Nuke is back in the van. He even has "Carlene" set to change colors as soon as they pull away.
04-Apr-2071, 00:51:13, Puyallup, Seattle
"All set. Let's go drop her off, then go ruin G's life."
Nuke settles back into the van, then tucks the pistol back into its' holster.
"All set. Let's go drop her off, then go ruin G's life."
Nuke settles back into the van, then tucks the pistol back into its' holster.
04-Apr-2071, 01:15:32, Tacoma, Seattle
The adress Mr. Johnson has given - including visitor codes - leads to the "Pacific Dream" Condo complex. The complex is big, and well-maintained, but, especially at this time of the night, also not very populated. The codes the runners have grant access to Condo 54 - fifth floor. Or so Mr. Johnson claims, who also asks them to take the side entrance - more discrete. A Knight Errant patrol car drives by, but does not seem to care about the runners much.
The adress Mr. Johnson has given - including visitor codes - leads to the "Pacific Dream" Condo complex. The complex is big, and well-maintained, but, especially at this time of the night, also not very populated. The codes the runners have grant access to Condo 54 - fifth floor. Or so Mr. Johnson claims, who also asks them to take the side entrance - more discrete. A Knight Errant patrol car drives by, but does not seem to care about the runners much.
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04-Apr-2071, 01:15:42, Tacoma, Seattle
Jasper pulls the truck up to the side entrance. he takes off his extra ruger and puts it back in the glove box. He tucks "Harry" under the front of his coveralls, and slides out of the truck.
"Hows old girl doin?" he asks as the side door of the van swings open.
Jasper pulls the truck up to the side entrance. he takes off his extra ruger and puts it back in the glove box. He tucks "Harry" under the front of his coveralls, and slides out of the truck.
"Hows old girl doin?" he asks as the side door of the van swings open.
04-Apr-2071, 01:15:55, Tacoma, Seattle
Cheryl has calmed down some, but is still looking shell-shocked. In retrospect having her take a shower at a coffin motel would have been a good idea too - she looks like something the cat dragged in, after playing with it for an hour. In this neighborhood she'll stick out with her dress and dirt-covered skin. Still, she's alive, and reasonably unhurt, which should be enough for Mr. Johnson.
Cheryl has calmed down some, but is still looking shell-shocked. In retrospect having her take a shower at a coffin motel would have been a good idea too - she looks like something the cat dragged in, after playing with it for an hour. In this neighborhood she'll stick out with her dress and dirt-covered skin. Still, she's alive, and reasonably unhurt, which should be enough for Mr. Johnson.
04-Apr-2071, 01:16:15, Tacoma, Seattle
If Nuke isn’t oblivious to the implications of delivering Cheryl in her current state, then he’s past the point of caring. The smell of blood, sweat, dirt, and cordite cling tenaciously to his clothes even as he helps keep Cheryl steady on her feet. The Predator, its’ muzzle caked with burnt charge, vanishes into a jacket pocket.
<<Gannings better have had a damn good reason for this. I’ve never even heard of the man and I hate him already.>>
If Nuke isn’t oblivious to the implications of delivering Cheryl in her current state, then he’s past the point of caring. The smell of blood, sweat, dirt, and cordite cling tenaciously to his clothes even as he helps keep Cheryl steady on her feet. The Predator, its’ muzzle caked with burnt charge, vanishes into a jacket pocket.
<<Gannings better have had a damn good reason for this. I’ve never even heard of the man and I hate him already.>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:16:20, Tacoma, Seattle
Stray helps Nuke to steer Cheryl into the building, heading to the elevator. There are noi security cameras visible, but they may be hidden.
Outside the streets don't show much traffic.
Stray helps Nuke to steer Cheryl into the building, heading to the elevator. There are noi security cameras visible, but they may be hidden.
Outside the streets don't show much traffic.
04-Apr-2071, 01:16:27, Tacoma, Seattle
Nuke's gut reaction would normally be to invade the system and search for cameras. Tonight, he doesn't care. Instead, he just wants to be rid of Cheryl before she tries to beat him to death again. At the condo's front door, he knocks a little too loud.
Nuke's gut reaction would normally be to invade the system and search for cameras. Tonight, he doesn't care. Instead, he just wants to be rid of Cheryl before she tries to beat him to death again. At the condo's front door, he knocks a little too loud.
04-Apr-2071, 01:16:27, Tacoma, Seattle
Jasper hung back a couple of paces. wondering how much more the pimp might want from them before paying up. He didn't want to get his hopes up about dropping the girl in his lap and walking away with the cred, like a simple pizza delivery.But there was still that idea dancing in his mind.
Jasper hung back a couple of paces. wondering how much more the pimp might want from them before paying up. He didn't want to get his hopes up about dropping the girl in his lap and walking away with the cred, like a simple pizza delivery.But there was still that idea dancing in his mind.
04-Apr-2071, 01:16:27, Tacoma, Seattle
Mr. Johnson is waiting in the flat, as he said he'd be. He has two human bruisers with him, and one woman with a medkit. He smiles when the runners enter, and positively beams when he sees Cheryl "Cheryl, honey... we were so worried! What happened?" The woman starts scanning and checking the girl without any visible prompt while the two bruisers keep standing, motionless but for their breathing. Mr. Johnson waits until Cheryl manages a "Hi Slim..." then turns to the runners "So, what did you find out?"
Mr. Johnson is waiting in the flat, as he said he'd be. He has two human bruisers with him, and one woman with a medkit. He smiles when the runners enter, and positively beams when he sees Cheryl "Cheryl, honey... we were so worried! What happened?" The woman starts scanning and checking the girl without any visible prompt while the two bruisers keep standing, motionless but for their breathing. Mr. Johnson waits until Cheryl manages a "Hi Slim..." then turns to the runners "So, what did you find out?"
04-Apr-2071, 01:16:39, Tacoma, Seattle
”Some lawyer named Gannings had someone hire the guys who grabbed her. They’re dead now. Sheflipped out and beat them to death before we could find her. Gannings also hired a second crew to look for the first after he never heard from them. Still looking for what he wanted, but figured we’d rather drop her off than drag her around while we kept searching.
The unconscious hacker in the coffin is a deliberate omission, an act of spite against the pimp who put Cheryl into the middle of this mess.
”Some lawyer named Gannings had someone hire the guys who grabbed her. They’re dead now. Sheflipped out and beat them to death before we could find her. Gannings also hired a second crew to look for the first after he never heard from them. Still looking for what he wanted, but figured we’d rather drop her off than drag her around while we kept searching.
The unconscious hacker in the coffin is a deliberate omission, an act of spite against the pimp who put Cheryl into the middle of this mess.
04-Apr-2071, 01:17:00, Tacoma, Seattle
”Cheryl flipped and beat them to death? What? Slick Jim looks surprised and then concerned, his eyes darting abck and forth between the runners and Cheryl. "Is this a joke?"
His two thugs shift their weight a bit - they are now watching Cheryl as much as the runners too. The woman checking Cheryl pulls out a scanner and runs it over the callgirl - looks like a cyberware scanner.
”Cheryl flipped and beat them to death? What? Slick Jim looks surprised and then concerned, his eyes darting abck and forth between the runners and Cheryl. "Is this a joke?"
His two thugs shift their weight a bit - they are now watching Cheryl as much as the runners too. The woman checking Cheryl pulls out a scanner and runs it over the callgirl - looks like a cyberware scanner.
04-Apr-2071, 01:17:09, Tacoma, Seattle
”That’s what it looked like.”
Nuke shrugs limply, trying not to laugh at the suddenly nervous thugs.
Hope that gets her a little more respect...
”Everyone gets caught not paying attention once in a while, especially around someone they think is harmless. Smash them over the head with a concrete block or a piece of rebar and anyone goes down. Right mix of rage and luck goes a long way.”
”That’s what it looked like.”
Nuke shrugs limply, trying not to laugh at the suddenly nervous thugs.
Hope that gets her a little more respect...
”Everyone gets caught not paying attention once in a while, especially around someone they think is harmless. Smash them over the head with a concrete block or a piece of rebar and anyone goes down. Right mix of rage and luck goes a long way.”
04-Apr-2071, 01:17:29, Tacoma, Seattle
Jasper watched Cheryl carefully,"yea, she snapped like a squirrel in a nut house. took some doin to put her down too. I've dropped trained soldiers faster." Realizing that he was talking as if she wasn't in the room, he redirected his comments to the woman under examination"No offense hun, but you got some issues "
Jasper watched Cheryl carefully,"yea, she snapped like a squirrel in a nut house. took some doin to put her down too. I've dropped trained soldiers faster." Realizing that he was talking as if she wasn't in the room, he redirected his comments to the woman under examination"No offense hun, but you got some issues "
04-Apr-2071, 01:17:45, Tacoma, Seattle
Cheryl starts to cry, and Slick Jim looks confused "Someone bloody explain to me what happened! How did a hooker turn into a killing machine? Hell, I had to save her from a John who got rough once, and she did not do anything!"
Cheryl starts to cry, and Slick Jim looks confused "Someone bloody explain to me what happened! How did a hooker turn into a killing machine? Hell, I had to save her from a John who got rough once, and she did not do anything!"
04-Apr-2071, 01:17:51, Tacoma, Seattle
Nuke shrinks a little bit.
”I don’t get it, either. Just relaying what I saw. Hell, we had to shock the shit out of her ourselves just to stop her from killing us, too.”
Revelation strikes him.
”When you got grabbed, you had just finished up with lucky bastard. Did he give you anything, like a drink or some coke or something that could have had kamikazi or PCP or god knows what else mixed in with it?”
Nuke shrinks a little bit.
”I don’t get it, either. Just relaying what I saw. Hell, we had to shock the shit out of her ourselves just to stop her from killing us, too.”
Revelation strikes him.
”When you got grabbed, you had just finished up with lucky bastard. Did he give you anything, like a drink or some coke or something that could have had kamikazi or PCP or god knows what else mixed in with it?”
04-Apr-2071, 01:18:00, Tacoma, Seattle
Cheryl shakes her head. "I took nothing then. Nothing. And Death came." Slick Jim frowns "Did you take tempo?" Cheryl flinches. "That was before the job... they like me when I am on tempo... you said that yourself..."
Cheryl shakes her head. "I took nothing then. Nothing. And Death came." Slick Jim frowns "Did you take tempo?" Cheryl flinches. "That was before the job... they like me when I am on tempo... you said that yourself..."
04-Apr-2071, 01:18:15, Tacoma, Seattle
”Yeah. This is starting to suck...”
<<Do you two want to stick around for this? I’d rather get out of here and go after Gannings and once we’ve got the whole story, we can come back to get paid. He can’t possibly be dumb enough to think he can get away with stiffing three people who found a professionally kidnapped joygirl in a subbasement of a tenement deep in ghoul territory in Puyallup in under 48 hours.>>
”Yeah. This is starting to suck...”
<<Do you two want to stick around for this? I’d rather get out of here and go after Gannings and once we’ve got the whole story, we can come back to get paid. He can’t possibly be dumb enough to think he can get away with stiffing three people who found a professionally kidnapped joygirl in a subbasement of a tenement deep in ghoul territory in Puyallup in under 48 hours.>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:18:30, Tacoma, Seattle
<<Unless he gets killed by miss psycho-killer here.>>
<<Unless he gets killed by miss psycho-killer here.>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:18:30, Tacoma, Seattle
<<yea, I'm ready ta go , but I am wonderin whats up with his chick, and what's this Tempo stuff she's on? >>
<<yea, I'm ready ta go , but I am wonderin whats up with his chick, and what's this Tempo stuff she's on? >>
04-Apr-2071, 01:18:30, Tacoma, Seattle
<< Where have you been? Tempo's all the rave. Biological Awakened Drug, supposed to make you see, feel astral space during a trip. >>
<< Where have you been? Tempo's all the rave. Biological Awakened Drug, supposed to make you see, feel astral space during a trip. >>
04-Apr-2071, 01:18:30, Tacoma, Seattle
"Sounds like we're done here. You'll hear from us when we know what you got grabbed."
Nuke turns to leave.
<<Amped up magic eX. Girl gets all worked up on the lawyer, then gets bagged Came out of nowhere. She gets scared, and who the hell knows what happens? Let's go ruin Gannings' life.>>
"Sounds like we're done here. You'll hear from us when we know what you got grabbed."
Nuke turns to leave.
<<Amped up magic eX. Girl gets all worked up on the lawyer, then gets bagged Came out of nowhere. She gets scared, and who the hell knows what happens? Let's go ruin Gannings' life.>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:18:45, Tacoma, Seattle
<<I thoughth BTL's was the end all be all in the drug world, what'll they think of next. >>
Jasper nods his blue maintenance hat to the host as they leave.<<I'm gettin tired of grabbin people that don't know whats goin on, G-man better have some answers, or I'm parkin a truck in his ass>>
<<I thoughth BTL's was the end all be all in the drug world, what'll they think of next. >>
Jasper nods his blue maintenance hat to the host as they leave.<<I'm gettin tired of grabbin people that don't know whats goin on, G-man better have some answers, or I'm parkin a truck in his ass>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:20:12, Tacoma, Seattle
The runners leave the building and board their vehicles again. It has started to rain in the meantime, causing an almost filter-like effect by blurring the lights of the city.
The runners leave the building and board their vehicles again. It has started to rain in the meantime, causing an almost filter-like effect by blurring the lights of the city.
04-Apr-2071, 01:20:12, Tacoma, Seattle
<<Looking for an address for him now.>>
Nuke settles into the increasingly comfortable chair in the van and slips into hot VR. The interior fades into the sculpted majesty of Seattle's matrix system. Nuke's icon soars upward, zooming his view out to the entire city. Windows open containing agent command terminals and search clients as he begins digging for information on where to find Gannings. After a nanosecond, he dips back into the GridGuide host, looking for vehicles registered to the lawyer/politician.
<<Looking for an address for him now.>>
Nuke settles into the increasingly comfortable chair in the van and slips into hot VR. The interior fades into the sculpted majesty of Seattle's matrix system. Nuke's icon soars upward, zooming his view out to the entire city. Windows open containing agent command terminals and search clients as he begins digging for information on where to find Gannings. After a nanosecond, he dips back into the GridGuide host, looking for vehicles registered to the lawyer/politician.
04-Apr-2071, 01:20:15, Tacoma, Seattle
It doesn't take long to find Gannings - he is at a dinner for supporters of his campaign, in a local restaurant, the "Umberto's". Given his other schedules he'll likely leave there in about 45 minutes - he obviously has a sleep regulator built in considering the number of his appearances recorded in the last few weeks.
"Umberto's" is in a good section of the city, but not too much patrolled - Gannings "Tough on Crime" platform is most appealing to the middle class areas who feel they are less protected from the SINless undesirables.
Gannings Nightsky Limousine - leased after he ditched his Westwind, to change from being a "rising young dynamic" lawyer to a "conservative family values upholding" politician is parked in the garage of the restaurant.
It doesn't take long to find Gannings - he is at a dinner for supporters of his campaign, in a local restaurant, the "Umberto's". Given his other schedules he'll likely leave there in about 45 minutes - he obviously has a sleep regulator built in considering the number of his appearances recorded in the last few weeks.
"Umberto's" is in a good section of the city, but not too much patrolled - Gannings "Tough on Crime" platform is most appealing to the middle class areas who feel they are less protected from the SINless undesirables.
Gannings Nightsky Limousine - leased after he ditched his Westwind, to change from being a "rising young dynamic" lawyer to a "conservative family values upholding" politician is parked in the garage of the restaurant.
04-Apr-2071, 01:20:15, Tacoma, Seattle
Jasper hopped in "Charlene". he figured he'd ride with the group this time. He got the trucks moving as he waited for Nuke to hunt this guy down on the matrix.
Jasper hopped in "Charlene". he figured he'd ride with the group this time. He got the trucks moving as he waited for Nuke to hunt this guy down on the matrix.
04-Apr-2071, 01:20:15, Tacoma, Seattle
<<Got a hit on his car. Looks like he's out at dinner doing politician dirt. Going to see if I can do a little listening in. Want to swing by his place while we know he's out and do some snooping?>>
Having located the limo, Nuke switches to running his persona on the nexus and begins brute forcing his way into the limo, in search of the car's access log, which should have connections to Gannings' commlink just from proximity, which will (hopefully) point him at the lawyer's commlink's AccessID and allow him to find the link's node.
<<Got a hit on his car. Looks like he's out at dinner doing politician dirt. Going to see if I can do a little listening in. Want to swing by his place while we know he's out and do some snooping?>>
Having located the limo, Nuke switches to running his persona on the nexus and begins brute forcing his way into the limo, in search of the car's access log, which should have connections to Gannings' commlink just from proximity, which will (hopefully) point him at the lawyer's commlink's AccessID and allow him to find the link's node.
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04-Apr-2071, 01:20:31, Tacoma, Seattle
<<sounds good, hoss>>
Jasper looks to Stray as he mentaly starts up the trucks, "well here we go again"
He scratches the head of the metalic dog in the back seat,"I reckon we got a little leverage on old Gannings, seein as how he wants to be a public figure and all, so far we got him involved with 2 criminal groups and a kidnapped prostitute. If he don't talk, it'll be cuz he dun killed us."
<<what do we got on Ganning's place?>>
<<sounds good, hoss>>
Jasper looks to Stray as he mentaly starts up the trucks, "well here we go again"
He scratches the head of the metalic dog in the back seat,"I reckon we got a little leverage on old Gannings, seein as how he wants to be a public figure and all, so far we got him involved with 2 criminal groups and a kidnapped prostitute. If he don't talk, it'll be cuz he dun killed us."
<<what do we got on Ganning's place?>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:20:31, Tacoma, Seattle
Nuke finds the access ID of gannings' personal commlink - at least the one used to communicate with the car and driver - without much trouble.
Stray nods to Jasper. "So, how do we do this?"
Gannings lives in a large house with surrounding garden, guarded by a private security firm. Mostly drone-based, though he has a dog as well.
Nuke finds the access ID of gannings' personal commlink - at least the one used to communicate with the car and driver - without much trouble.
Stray nods to Jasper. "So, how do we do this?"
Gannings lives in a large house with surrounding garden, guarded by a private security firm. Mostly drone-based, though he has a dog as well.
04-Apr-2071, 01:20:34, Tacoma, Seattle
"I think the softest target is the limo, depending on the escort."
<<you think its worth dealing with ganning's home security? or do you want to nab him off the road?>>
"I think the softest target is the limo, depending on the escort."
<<you think its worth dealing with ganning's home security? or do you want to nab him off the road?>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:20:34, Tacoma, Seattle
AccessID secured in his grubby digital hand, Nuke sets about running a quick Track on the commlink, does a quick analysis of the node, then dives in, Stealthed to the hilt, looking for a way to turn on the commlink's microphone.
<<I like the house. Hijacking an armored limo gives us a lot of ways to accidentally kill him.>>
AccessID secured in his grubby digital hand, Nuke sets about running a quick Track on the commlink, does a quick analysis of the node, then dives in, Stealthed to the hilt, looking for a way to turn on the commlink's microphone.
<<I like the house. Hijacking an armored limo gives us a lot of ways to accidentally kill him.>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:20:39, Tacoma, Seattle
<<guess I didn't think of it that way, the house is gonna have more ways for us to accidently get killed. but I'm headin that way. >>
Jasper pulled up maps and plotted the course to Gannings and checked out the layout of the area, then he worked on spoofing the ID's on the trucks.
<<guess I didn't think of it that way, the house is gonna have more ways for us to accidently get killed. but I'm headin that way. >>
Jasper pulled up maps and plotted the course to Gannings and checked out the layout of the area, then he worked on spoofing the ID's on the trucks.
04-Apr-2071, 01:22:12, Tacoma, Seattle
<<More chances to encounter magical security at his home though.>>
Jasper easily spoofs the trucks' ID.
<<More chances to encounter magical security at his home though.>>
Jasper easily spoofs the trucks' ID.
04-Apr-2071, 01:22:15, Tacoma, Seattle
<<Good point. Unless you've got more tricks up your sleeve, we're dead in the water against decent magic security. On the other hand, I'm pretty sure I can hack into his limo and stop it at the dramatically appropriate time.>>
<<Good point. Unless you've got more tricks up your sleeve, we're dead in the water against decent magic security. On the other hand, I'm pretty sure I can hack into his limo and stop it at the dramatically appropriate time.>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:22:34, Tacoma, Seattle
<<I can beat and shoot spirits if they appear, but I can't do anything about spells or the astral stuff.>>
<<I can beat and shoot spirits if they appear, but I can't do anything about spells or the astral stuff.>>
04-Apr-2071, 01:22:53, Tacoma, Seattle
<<so, we got any Idea where he's heading next? I figure we find a good spot to seperate him from any escort, then "shelly" and "charlene" can tie up traffic while you take the limo>>
Jasper changes course, and heads towards the limo.
<<so, we got any Idea where he's heading next? I figure we find a good spot to seperate him from any escort, then "shelly" and "charlene" can tie up traffic while you take the limo>>
Jasper changes course, and heads towards the limo.
04-Apr-2071, 01:22:57, Tacoma, Seattle
<<No clue where he's headed next, but tracking the car should be easy enough, so it might be time to do something stupid and reckless. Pretty sure I can take control of the car without too much trouble, then stop it and pop the locks. If I'm lucky, the driver will be rigging it, and I can remote subdue him while I'm at it.>>
<<No clue where he's headed next, but tracking the car should be easy enough, so it might be time to do something stupid and reckless. Pretty sure I can take control of the car without too much trouble, then stop it and pop the locks. If I'm lucky, the driver will be rigging it, and I can remote subdue him while I'm at it.>>
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