Tuesday March 18, 2070; ~9:00 AM
Rex loaded into the van, Jake notices via the GPS feed of TeamNet that they are within 5 minutes of where Anon is. He also sees that Anon is within half a dozen blocks of where they dropped him off last night... as well as a little back tracking. Nothing unreasonable though.
His hands in his pockets an back on his feet, Anon sees a panhandler approaching. "Spare a cred buddy?"
Living downtown with the run occurring on the south end of the metroplex, Spades knows he needs about 30 minutes to reach team. Glancing at the news feed, he sees that his Urban Brawl team won last night; Too bad he didn't place any bets. His luck continues though and any thoughts of a shower are squashed:
<<@All Tenants [Maintenance Supervisor] There is a problem with the hot water heater. I have taken it offline. Looks like it will take a few hours to fix.>>
Jazz figures that everyone but Spades could meet for breakfast in about 10 minutes. Thinking back to the previous day, as well as her few outings, she remembers an IHOP just north of where the Forbidden City Chinese Restaurant is. As she pulls back onto Main, she also realizes that she has picked up a pair of bikes about a full block back.
Full Version: IC: Down in the Puyallups with Team #3
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:00 AM; driving around, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz
< [Jazz] Hey guys, I'm en route to the IHOP north of Forbidden City in case you wanna meet me there for breakfast. Just have to get rid of the two bikes tailing me currently, but that shouldn't be too hard. >
She then activates her tiny crawler drone and sends it to a place behind her seat, where it won't have trouble to stay firm and from where it can send a video feed to her, so she has a backwards view in a small window in her AR overlay.
Still cruising along on her bike as before, she doesn't want them to know that she has become aware of their presence, Jazz also starts a scan via AR for nodes in the vincinity of the two bikes, hopefully getting an angle on their autopilots or at least their comlinks, to be able to mess with them. It's unlikely that their bikes are rigged, so the options will be a bit limited.
Jazz
< [Jazz] Hey guys, I'm en route to the IHOP north of Forbidden City in case you wanna meet me there for breakfast. Just have to get rid of the two bikes tailing me currently, but that shouldn't be too hard. >
She then activates her tiny crawler drone and sends it to a place behind her seat, where it won't have trouble to stay firm and from where it can send a video feed to her, so she has a backwards view in a small window in her AR overlay.
Still cruising along on her bike as before, she doesn't want them to know that she has become aware of their presence, Jazz also starts a scan via AR for nodes in the vincinity of the two bikes, hopefully getting an angle on their autopilots or at least their comlinks, to be able to mess with them. It's unlikely that their bikes are rigged, so the options will be a bit limited.
Monday March 18, 2070; ~9:00 AM
Jake is off to pick up Anon...
Jake is off to pick up Anon...
Monday March 18, 2070; ~9:00 AM
Rex is coming along...
Rex is coming along...
Tuesday March 18, 2070; ~9:30 AM
Jazz is the first to arrive at the IHOP. Both bikers followed her for a block before turning off; A situation avoided. This time.
Within ten minutes, Jake arrives with Rex & Anon. Another twenty and Spades arrives making the team complete. There are about 3 dozen other customers making the restaurant about half full. The waitress is a tall blond in her thirties. She has a certain charm about her, but has obvious led a hard life and her body is starting to show it a little. She smacks the gum she is chewing and refers to the the group as "y'all".
Jazz is the first to arrive at the IHOP. Both bikers followed her for a block before turning off; A situation avoided. This time.
Within ten minutes, Jake arrives with Rex & Anon. Another twenty and Spades arrives making the team complete. There are about 3 dozen other customers making the restaurant about half full. The waitress is a tall blond in her thirties. She has a certain charm about her, but has obvious led a hard life and her body is starting to show it a little. She smacks the gum she is chewing and refers to the the group as "y'all".
Monday March 18, 2070; ~9:30 AM
So I guess we can only wait at this point? Not that I mind.
Rex goes through his music library on his comm and constructs a playslist of some old Rock songs to listen to. His cyberears play the tracks in the background and a smile appears on Rex's face.
So I guess we can only wait at this point? Not that I mind.
Rex goes through his music library on his comm and constructs a playslist of some old Rock songs to listen to. His cyberears play the tracks in the background and a smile appears on Rex's face.
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:30 AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz
Jazz relaxes in her seat, sipping her coffee.
"As far as I can tell, there is little we can do, otherwise. Yes."
Jazz
Jazz relaxes in her seat, sipping her coffee.
"As far as I can tell, there is little we can do, otherwise. Yes."
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:14 AM; Downtown, Seattle; Spade's Doss
Spades
Spades was still shivering as he drove towards the Pullayups. The things he sacrificed to stay clean were too numerous, like relations for the next week in this sorry shape. He continued on down, following the simple directions towards the IHOP. Even if he didn't get there in time to eat, he'd still be nearer to their location than he was, chattering his teeth at home. He was currently on the 161 through Tacoma headed down into the Pullayups. At least the cold shower was brief yet fruitful, it had made him appreciate the warmer weather outside, as he remembered this fact, he lowered his side window to let warm air flow in. It was a nice day to shoot someone.
He stole a small glance at his blanket-covered cardboard box sitting all by itself in the back foot well.
Good day to not get shot at... Lets pray this run goes as smoothly as the last one. He continued to mull over the details as he drove. Though, this was going to happen in broad daylight, sometime during the lunch rush, the courier was more than likely going to be stuck in traffic, the same fact that they were going to be as well. Their best bet was to either rent bikes or utilize them as the take down, while the others took standby positions nearby to run over when the car was stopped. It was risky, full of watchful eyes and cameras... Depending on where they were.
Spades
Spades was still shivering as he drove towards the Pullayups. The things he sacrificed to stay clean were too numerous, like relations for the next week in this sorry shape. He continued on down, following the simple directions towards the IHOP. Even if he didn't get there in time to eat, he'd still be nearer to their location than he was, chattering his teeth at home. He was currently on the 161 through Tacoma headed down into the Pullayups. At least the cold shower was brief yet fruitful, it had made him appreciate the warmer weather outside, as he remembered this fact, he lowered his side window to let warm air flow in. It was a nice day to shoot someone.
He stole a small glance at his blanket-covered cardboard box sitting all by itself in the back foot well.
Good day to not get shot at... Lets pray this run goes as smoothly as the last one. He continued to mull over the details as he drove. Though, this was going to happen in broad daylight, sometime during the lunch rush, the courier was more than likely going to be stuck in traffic, the same fact that they were going to be as well. Their best bet was to either rent bikes or utilize them as the take down, while the others took standby positions nearby to run over when the car was stopped. It was risky, full of watchful eyes and cameras... Depending on where they were.
Monday March 18, 2070; ~9:30 AM
Jake is his usual self, sitting quietly, waiting for something to happen, browsing for new drone models on the grid.
Jake is his usual self, sitting quietly, waiting for something to happen, browsing for new drone models on the grid.
Monday March 18, 2070; ~9:00 AM
Anon glances at the haggard man and fishes through his pockets for a few nuyen bills he had in his pocket realizing this meant he probably wouldn't be eating tonight.
Anon smiles kindly at the Waitress as he takes a seat then glances over the rest of the group. "Hey guys," He instantly picks up a menu "mmm pancakes...." He glances up from his menu. "Uhm, just so you guys know...I'm kinda short. Gave my last few creds to a homeless guy."
Anon glances at the haggard man and fishes through his pockets for a few nuyen bills he had in his pocket realizing this meant he probably wouldn't be eating tonight.
Anon smiles kindly at the Waitress as he takes a seat then glances over the rest of the group. "Hey guys," He instantly picks up a menu "mmm pancakes...." He glances up from his menu. "Uhm, just so you guys know...I'm kinda short. Gave my last few creds to a homeless guy."
Monday March 18, 2070; ~9:30 AM
You really got to be either very rich or crazy to give away your money to a stranger. And this guy obviously isn't rich...
What were you thinking? Next time you have too much extra cash, omae, think of me.
You really got to be either very rich or crazy to give away your money to a stranger. And this guy obviously isn't rich...
What were you thinking? Next time you have too much extra cash, omae, think of me.
Monday March 18, 2070; ~9:30 AM
"Oh." Annon answers innocently and begins strolling through the cheapest thing on the menu. "Well, uhm, eggs and toast is fine." He smiles lightly. "And if you're feeling really generous, some coffee?"
"Oh." Annon answers innocently and begins strolling through the cheapest thing on the menu. "Well, uhm, eggs and toast is fine." He smiles lightly. "And if you're feeling really generous, some coffee?"
Tuesday March 18, 2070; ~9:35 AM; IHOP, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
The randomizer on Rex's music player starts with Rasputan's Green Daze (the 2029 remix) and is followed up by Red Rider's Lunatic Fringe.
The waitress takes note of Spades' arrival and takes his order, winking in a friendly manner as she submits the order to the kitchen and starts him out with a glass of water.
Jake finds that the Doberman XL-27B now comes standard with thermo-graphic optics and a 0.02% reduced power consumption.
Anon and Jazz get their orders brought to them. The food is actually pretty decent.
A call then arrives via the LTG Jazz rerouted through an anonomizing shadow-server.
<<@Team [Johnson] Morning. A new courier company has been contracted, however, I do not have the details about which one. I will get fifteen minutes notice to the pickup, anytime after 11:00am. Given that only Kuji Pharmaceuticals package was taken, they know they were the target of the last run so security has significantly ramped up.>>
The randomizer on Rex's music player starts with Rasputan's Green Daze (the 2029 remix) and is followed up by Red Rider's Lunatic Fringe.
The waitress takes note of Spades' arrival and takes his order, winking in a friendly manner as she submits the order to the kitchen and starts him out with a glass of water.
Jake finds that the Doberman XL-27B now comes standard with thermo-graphic optics and a 0.02% reduced power consumption.
Anon and Jazz get their orders brought to them. The food is actually pretty decent.
A call then arrives via the LTG Jazz rerouted through an anonomizing shadow-server.
<<@Team [Johnson] Morning. A new courier company has been contracted, however, I do not have the details about which one. I will get fifteen minutes notice to the pickup, anytime after 11:00am. Given that only Kuji Pharmaceuticals package was taken, they know they were the target of the last run so security has significantly ramped up.>>
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:36 AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz
"Those sure ain't false promises. Come hungry, leave happy. Great stuff. Those pancakes are fantastic. Glad I didn't settle with just the coffee. So, any idea how we will go about it?"
Jazz
"Those sure ain't false promises. Come hungry, leave happy. Great stuff. Those pancakes are fantastic. Glad I didn't settle with just the coffee. So, any idea how we will go about it?"
Monday March 18, 2070; ~9:35 AM; IHOP, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
<<@Team[Jake]:Can anyone hack his way to information as to who the courier is?>>
<<@Team[Jake]:Can anyone hack his way to information as to who the courier is?>>
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:36 AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz
< [Jazz] That would basically mean hacking into Kuji themselves, since I wouldn't know where else to find a clue about it. And even in their own system it's unlikely that they have this kind of top secret information lying around just like that, after figuring out that someone is after them. What I could try is to browse through the various security companies and see if something seems unusual, like an increase in personnel or something that might point to the increased security. >
Jazz
< [Jazz] That would basically mean hacking into Kuji themselves, since I wouldn't know where else to find a clue about it. And even in their own system it's unlikely that they have this kind of top secret information lying around just like that, after figuring out that someone is after them. What I could try is to browse through the various security companies and see if something seems unusual, like an increase in personnel or something that might point to the increased security. >
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:36 AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Rex was annoyed to have to wait more. He had hoped that the incoming message would launch them immediately into action. <<Let us know what you find.>>
Rex was annoyed to have to wait more. He had hoped that the incoming message would launch them immediately into action. <<Let us know what you find.>>
Tuesday March 18, 2070; ~9:40 AM; IHOP, Puyallup City, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Anon is able to get something from the kids menu. The Mr Happy is a chocolate chip pancake with whipped cream creating a smiley face on it.
As the team continues to eat, Jazz pushes her plate to the side, lays her head down and promptly, apparently goes to sleep right there at the table.
Anon is able to get something from the kids menu. The Mr Happy is a chocolate chip pancake with whipped cream creating a smiley face on it.
As the team continues to eat, Jazz pushes her plate to the side, lays her head down and promptly, apparently goes to sleep right there at the table.
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As the team continues to eat, Jazz pushes her plate to the side, lays her head down and promptly, apparently goes to sleep right there at the table.
Jake is horrified!!! Shivers run up his spine and he starts to sweat and shake slightly. How can anyone sleep in public - unclean - place.
He tries to direct his attentiont o something else before he hyperventilates.
"Any luck?"
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:40 AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz
< [Jazz] Hmm... there are way too many security companies in this region. >
Obviously, Jazz isn't sleeping, but she has put her body into a comfortable position, much like a magician, while astrally projection, as her mind wanders elsewhere.
Jazz
< [Jazz] Hmm... there are way too many security companies in this region. >
Obviously, Jazz isn't sleeping, but she has put her body into a comfortable position, much like a magician, while astrally projection, as her mind wanders elsewhere.
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:40 AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
"Do we know anything else? Something we might use for cross referencing to narrow our search? Rumours? Words on the street?"
"Do we know anything else? Something we might use for cross referencing to narrow our search? Rumours? Words on the street?"
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:40 AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz
< [Jazz] Use your com/subvocals, we are in a public place. >
Jazz
< [Jazz] Use your com/subvocals, we are in a public place. >
Anon listens intently to the chatter not really having much to add himself.
The remainder of breakfast passes without incident. The team settles up the check and is ready to move on to the next phase: Legwork... unless the call comes before the team gets their legwork complete.
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:45~ AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Spades
Spades arrived late because of traffic, but settled in with enough time to order a water before everyone was getting ready to leave. Glad he'd eaten already, he followed along with the others to their cars, making a point to comment on their next course of action before the mission. He fixed his SubVox snuggly in place.
"Perhaps now is a good time to mention that at some point, if you all haven't already, we need to figure out if we're taking it by brute force or not, last one was a cakewalk. This next one is going to be tricky, and do we have a general location of Seattle we're meant to be near by the time the courier gets rollin'? (Beat) We don't have mojo, we do have hacking, but do we have rigging? Eyes in the sky will always be nice when tracking this package."
He waits for the others to respond while they're collected, he also sighs at his lack of ability to anything at the moment, his start being relatively fresh he had no one to contact relevant to this inquiry. All he was, at this point, was a gun hand, and a driver.
Spades
Spades arrived late because of traffic, but settled in with enough time to order a water before everyone was getting ready to leave. Glad he'd eaten already, he followed along with the others to their cars, making a point to comment on their next course of action before the mission. He fixed his SubVox snuggly in place.
"Perhaps now is a good time to mention that at some point, if you all haven't already, we need to figure out if we're taking it by brute force or not, last one was a cakewalk. This next one is going to be tricky, and do we have a general location of Seattle we're meant to be near by the time the courier gets rollin'? (Beat) We don't have mojo, we do have hacking, but do we have rigging? Eyes in the sky will always be nice when tracking this package."
He waits for the others to respond while they're collected, he also sighs at his lack of ability to anything at the moment, his start being relatively fresh he had no one to contact relevant to this inquiry. All he was, at this point, was a gun hand, and a driver.
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:45~ AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
<@team[Jake]:That is where I come in. And runing vans over trolls...>
<@team[Jake]:That is where I come in. And runing vans over trolls...>
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:45~ AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
<@team[Rex]: And brute force is where I come in. We should avoid it, but if it comes down to it, you can count on me.
And Jake, have you actually hurt a troll brother with your van before?>
<@team[Rex]: And brute force is where I come in. We should avoid it, but if it comes down to it, you can count on me.
And Jake, have you actually hurt a troll brother with your van before?>
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:45~ AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
<@Rex[Jake]:Remember our last run? There was a troll sneaking up behind us and you guys were pinned down...>
<@Rex[Jake]:Remember our last run? There was a troll sneaking up behind us and you guys were pinned down...>
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:45~ AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
<@Jake[Rex]: Oh, right... Guess I tried to forget about that. >
<@Jake[Rex]: Oh, right... Guess I tried to forget about that. >
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:45 AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz
< [Jazz] Good to know. I have a few smaller drones myself, but nothing serious. Fly-Spies and such. Mostly good for observing or scouting an area, which is quite useful, of course. But they are too slow to follow a car, for example. I know how to use a gun, but I'm surely not the brute force type. >
Jazz
< [Jazz] Good to know. I have a few smaller drones myself, but nothing serious. Fly-Spies and such. Mostly good for observing or scouting an area, which is quite useful, of course. But they are too slow to follow a car, for example. I know how to use a gun, but I'm surely not the brute force type. >
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:45~ AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Jake takes a sudden intrest.
<@Jazz[Jake]: Really? Fly spies? A really useful drones. Aside for trailing someone, you can use them as an irritant or attention distractors. I also have a roto-drone. It's in my van. I can show it to you. I cleaned it up recently, it's all shiny and oiled.>
Jake takes a sudden intrest.
<@Jazz[Jake]: Really? Fly spies? A really useful drones. Aside for trailing someone, you can use them as an irritant or attention distractors. I also have a roto-drone. It's in my van. I can show it to you. I cleaned it up recently, it's all shiny and oiled.>
Monday March 18, 2070; 9:46 AM; IHOP, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz
< [Jazz] Thanks, I know how these look.
A Stormcloud would be perfect as an eye-in-the-sky; really need to get me one of those. A rotodrone is a bit conspicuous, but maybe I can do something about that. >
Jazz
< [Jazz] Thanks, I know how these look.
A Stormcloud would be perfect as an eye-in-the-sky; really need to get me one of those. A rotodrone is a bit conspicuous, but maybe I can do something about that. >
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 12:55 AM; Auburn City, Auburn District
The team finishes breakfast, pays the bill, loads up in their vehicles and heads into Auburn City. Jake drives his van with Rex & Anon, while Jazz takes her bike and Spades drives his car. After a drive around to insure that there is no road construction or other unexpected variables with the highways, the team stops at a McHugh's for lunch. After squating in a booth for over 90 minutes, a call comes in from the Johnson.
<<@Team [Johnson] The pickup is scheduled for 13:20 at the same location as before. There are two packages this time. The delivery will be made by Global ForceCon, Ltd.>>
Given current traffic and conditions, Jake and Spades agree that travel time is ~7 minutes.
The team finishes breakfast, pays the bill, loads up in their vehicles and heads into Auburn City. Jake drives his van with Rex & Anon, while Jazz takes her bike and Spades drives his car. After a drive around to insure that there is no road construction or other unexpected variables with the highways, the team stops at a McHugh's for lunch. After squating in a booth for over 90 minutes, a call comes in from the Johnson.
<<@Team [Johnson] The pickup is scheduled for 13:20 at the same location as before. There are two packages this time. The delivery will be made by Global ForceCon, Ltd.>>
Given current traffic and conditions, Jake and Spades agree that travel time is ~7 minutes.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 12:55 AM; Auburn City, Auburn District
Jake runs a short diagnostics on his fly and roto drone making sure that they are ready for quick deployment. He then summons map of the area where delivery is about to take place to try and figure out the best positioning for drones. He looks back at Rex:
"You ready?"
Jake runs a short diagnostics on his fly and roto drone making sure that they are ready for quick deployment. He then summons map of the area where delivery is about to take place to try and figure out the best positioning for drones. He looks back at Rex:
"You ready?"
The big Rex smiles at Jake. "You bet I am! Let's get this done."
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 12:55 AM; Auburn City, Auburn District
Jazz
< [Jazz] Hey Jake, if you give me access to your rotodrone's network, I can give it a temporary ID. I have already found a security drone, that would fit well to clone it from there. That should at least allow you to use it for a while, before the system realizes the trick. And it should prevent tracking the drone to you. I will also make sure, that it won't keep a track record of the incoming traffic from your com. >
< [Jazz] @Team: I will see what I can do with the traffic system in the area in the short time. >
When Jazz is in the area, she looks for the camera node, where she had been looking at the scene during the first pickup, for starters; and she sends her flyspy drones into positions to give her some different angles to look at the area.
Jazz also makes sure, that the team comlinks are obfuscated, like the first time.
Jazz
< [Jazz] Hey Jake, if you give me access to your rotodrone's network, I can give it a temporary ID. I have already found a security drone, that would fit well to clone it from there. That should at least allow you to use it for a while, before the system realizes the trick. And it should prevent tracking the drone to you. I will also make sure, that it won't keep a track record of the incoming traffic from your com. >
< [Jazz] @Team: I will see what I can do with the traffic system in the area in the short time. >
When Jazz is in the area, she looks for the camera node, where she had been looking at the scene during the first pickup, for starters; and she sends her flyspy drones into positions to give her some different angles to look at the area.
Jazz also makes sure, that the team comlinks are obfuscated, like the first time.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; ~12:55 AM; Auburn City, Auburn District
Jake contemplates Jazz's offer for a while - after all it is not that he kew her for a long time. Then he opens up a channel for her. He also opens up a team channel to provide video feedback from both his roto drone and flyspies. This way the team will have clear view of incoming dangers.
<@team[Jake]: Has anyone considered a hidden reinforcements option? We need to sweep the area for undercovers so they don't catch us from behind once we move in for the kill.>
Jake contemplates Jazz's offer for a while - after all it is not that he kew her for a long time. Then he opens up a channel for her. He also opens up a team channel to provide video feedback from both his roto drone and flyspies. This way the team will have clear view of incoming dangers.
<@team[Jake]: Has anyone considered a hidden reinforcements option? We need to sweep the area for undercovers so they don't catch us from behind once we move in for the kill.>
Monday March 18, 2070; ~12:55 AM; Auburn City, Auburn District
Anon looks at Jake and Rex and decides to show is naivety. <@team>So, uhm, what do you guys need me to do?>
Anon looks at Jake and Rex and decides to show is naivety. <@team>So, uhm, what do you guys need me to do?>
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 12:57 AM; Auburn City, Auburn District
Jake's drone is running in tip-top shape and is prepped for action. The roto-drone will still take 30 more seconds to deploy after the rack is extended in order to extend and lock down the roto-blades. The dobermans are ready for immediate deployment.
Jazz makes her virtual trip around the team's coms, re-spoofing the access ID's to insure a clean electronic trail. Sometime a little later, Mrs Martin's third grade class in Hannity Heights Elementary School may just get a visit from SWAT. She then updates the broadcast ID of Jake's roto-drone.
The team is still five minutes out from the pickup site and eighteen minutes out from the designated pick-up time.
Jake's drone is running in tip-top shape and is prepped for action. The roto-drone will still take 30 more seconds to deploy after the rack is extended in order to extend and lock down the roto-blades. The dobermans are ready for immediate deployment.
Jazz makes her virtual trip around the team's coms, re-spoofing the access ID's to insure a clean electronic trail. Sometime a little later, Mrs Martin's third grade class in Hannity Heights Elementary School may just get a visit from SWAT. She then updates the broadcast ID of Jake's roto-drone.
The team is still five minutes out from the pickup site and eighteen minutes out from the designated pick-up time.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:02 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
Jake's van pulls into a parking spot a block from the pickup site, west of the pickup site. site this time as opposed to 3 blocks south where the team parked last time. Rex is stretched out in the back seat, while Anon sits in the passenger seat. Jake's roto drone had been launched en route two minutes ago and now, parked, his fly-spies are off and away, though they are limited to 100m range while slaved to his com. The roto-drone runs surveillance overhead using his credentials. Its signal hardware allows it to be slaved up to 400m from Jake.
Jazz sits on her bike down the block, and around the corner, from where the team parked last time. She finds that her access code to the camera in the parking lot still works allowing her to over watch the street. At 40m from the camera, she is at range from the camera. Her fly-spy is up and going, it has a 1km range at this point and slaved to her com.
Spades is parked two blocks north of the pickup site.
The team has thirteen minutes until the scheduled pickup.
Jake's van pulls into a parking spot a block from the pickup site, west of the pickup site. site this time as opposed to 3 blocks south where the team parked last time. Rex is stretched out in the back seat, while Anon sits in the passenger seat. Jake's roto drone had been launched en route two minutes ago and now, parked, his fly-spies are off and away, though they are limited to 100m range while slaved to his com. The roto-drone runs surveillance overhead using his credentials. Its signal hardware allows it to be slaved up to 400m from Jake.
Jazz sits on her bike down the block, and around the corner, from where the team parked last time. She finds that her access code to the camera in the parking lot still works allowing her to over watch the street. At 40m from the camera, she is at range from the camera. Her fly-spy is up and going, it has a 1km range at this point and slaved to her com.
Spades is parked two blocks north of the pickup site.
The team has thirteen minutes until the scheduled pickup.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:02 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
Jake will spread the drones in triangular position for the sweep on the possible reinforcements. He directs the team to the group channel he has opened.
<@team[Jake]: Pay attention to the feedback from my drones. If you spot anything/anyone suspicious, let me know. Especially if he looks like a magic user.>
Jake will spread the drones in triangular position for the sweep on the possible reinforcements. He directs the team to the group channel he has opened.
<@team[Jake]: Pay attention to the feedback from my drones. If you spot anything/anyone suspicious, let me know. Especially if he looks like a magic user.>
Rex concentrates on what is going to happen next. He feels very focused and ready, his heart beating at a slightly faster pace, but not racing. With nothing better to do, he waits for someone to tell him what to do or for the time of pickup to arrive.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:02 AM; Near the Pickup Site, Auburn City, Auburn District
Jazz
< [Jazz] I will try to get into their com, once we spot them, but that might not be possible due to time constraints, depending on how well-protected it is. Maybe I can at least delay any reinforcement calls, once things are going to get hasty. >
Jazz will spend some of the waiting time in VR to get an overview on the com signals in the area currently present, to be able to filter them out later. She will also scan for hidden nodes, in case there is someone in the area already.
Jazz
< [Jazz] I will try to get into their com, once we spot them, but that might not be possible due to time constraints, depending on how well-protected it is. Maybe I can at least delay any reinforcement calls, once things are going to get hasty. >
Jazz will spend some of the waiting time in VR to get an overview on the com signals in the area currently present, to be able to filter them out later. She will also scan for hidden nodes, in case there is someone in the area already.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:02 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
<@Team[Anon] I'm going to go astral and scope out the area for anything out of the ordinary. I mean, if that's okay with the rest of you guys.> Anon mentally slaps himself for sounding so insecure over the coms. With a mental sigh he goes astral to scope out the area.
<@Team[Anon] I'm going to go astral and scope out the area for anything out of the ordinary. I mean, if that's okay with the rest of you guys.> Anon mentally slaps himself for sounding so insecure over the coms. With a mental sigh he goes astral to scope out the area.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:00 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
@Jake/Rex
Jake's drones spread out and move around the buildings. He is able to slave the fly-spies to the roto-drone and effectively extend his range, though the fly-spies now need to keep within 100m of the roto-drone. At this point, t-minus four minutes, Jake has noticed a pair of Lone Star patrol drones hovering low and about 3/4 of a block to the south. The are not running a route and in fact are waiting. They appear situated so as to shield them from being seen to the south.
Sitting in the van with Jake, Rex begins to feel the anticipation. He picks out the Lone Star drones flagged by Jake.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:03 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
@Jazz
Slumped over on her bike, Jazz begins scanning. The area is full of matrix traffic, as one might expect from a commercial block in the city. She also find a number of hidden nodes, also expected. As she begins running analyze on those nodes, she is finding a number of them encrypted, another fact not unexpected. Despite her distraction running matrix over watch, Jazz does become aware that she is being watched in the matrix. Switching her attention to the fly-spies monitoring her meat and the surrounding area, she sees a Lone Star motorcycle officer heading directly north towards her position.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:03 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
@Jake/Rex
The pair of Lone Star drones light up and head south, presumably towards Jazz.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:03 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
@Anon
Unaware of the changes in the meat world, Anon finds a number of watchers slowly wandering the area. They are focusing on the people near the pickup point. He also sees a projecting mage come to the pickup point then head south.
@Jake/Rex
Jake's drones spread out and move around the buildings. He is able to slave the fly-spies to the roto-drone and effectively extend his range, though the fly-spies now need to keep within 100m of the roto-drone. At this point, t-minus four minutes, Jake has noticed a pair of Lone Star patrol drones hovering low and about 3/4 of a block to the south. The are not running a route and in fact are waiting. They appear situated so as to shield them from being seen to the south.
Sitting in the van with Jake, Rex begins to feel the anticipation. He picks out the Lone Star drones flagged by Jake.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:03 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
@Jazz
Slumped over on her bike, Jazz begins scanning. The area is full of matrix traffic, as one might expect from a commercial block in the city. She also find a number of hidden nodes, also expected. As she begins running analyze on those nodes, she is finding a number of them encrypted, another fact not unexpected. Despite her distraction running matrix over watch, Jazz does become aware that she is being watched in the matrix. Switching her attention to the fly-spies monitoring her meat and the surrounding area, she sees a Lone Star motorcycle officer heading directly north towards her position.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:03 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
@Jake/Rex
The pair of Lone Star drones light up and head south, presumably towards Jazz.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:03 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
@Anon
Unaware of the changes in the meat world, Anon finds a number of watchers slowly wandering the area. They are focusing on the people near the pickup point. He also sees a projecting mage come to the pickup point then head south.
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:03 AM; Near the Pickup Site, Auburn City, Auburn District
Jazz
Jazz switches to AR-mode, in order to get her body back into motion. For the moment, she stops the scans, but keeps an eye on the AR overlay, which is now present in her field of vision.
Stretching her arms a bit, she sits up and looks around the surroundings, not searching for anything in particular.
< [Jazz] Not entirely sure, but there seems to be someone around who monitors the traffic. Also Lone Star is in the area. >
Jazz
Jazz switches to AR-mode, in order to get her body back into motion. For the moment, she stops the scans, but keeps an eye on the AR overlay, which is now present in her field of vision.
Stretching her arms a bit, she sits up and looks around the surroundings, not searching for anything in particular.
< [Jazz] Not entirely sure, but there seems to be someone around who monitors the traffic. Also Lone Star is in the area. >
< [Rex] Someone obviously knows we're coming - they're expecting us. We need to wait for our target to arrive before taking out the Lone Star security though. This is gonna be a close one and we'll need to act fast when the time comes, chummers. Are we sure this is the place?>
"@Jazz[Jake]:Two LS drones heading your way J."
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:06 AM; Near the Pickup site; Auburn City, Auburn District
Seconds tick by. Two drones headed south and a motorcycle headed north and Jazz in the middle, her fly-spies now picking up both; Could it be a coincidence? Jazz scans the meat world around her. The watcher she noticed in the matrix seconds ago matches up to a fly-spy in the real world a half from her directly towards the parking lot the team used in the last run. If they are coming for her, the cop and drones will be there in seconds as they are both now a block north/south and half a block east (the direction she is currently facing).
Seconds tick by. Two drones headed south and a motorcycle headed north and Jazz in the middle, her fly-spies now picking up both; Could it be a coincidence? Jazz scans the meat world around her. The watcher she noticed in the matrix seconds ago matches up to a fly-spy in the real world a half from her directly towards the parking lot the team used in the last run. If they are coming for her, the cop and drones will be there in seconds as they are both now a block north/south and half a block east (the direction she is currently facing).
Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:06:06 AM; Near the Pickup Site, Auburn City, Auburn District
Jazz
Since I havn't been around in the meat last time, they have no reason to suspect anything, it's just routine or they improved security because of the last incident here, which makes sense, Jazz reminds herself, and stays exactly where she is, looking around as if she was waiting for someone. Driving off now will just turn their attention on me.
Jazz
Since I havn't been around in the meat last time, they have no reason to suspect anything, it's just routine or they improved security because of the last incident here, which makes sense, Jazz reminds herself, and stays exactly where she is, looking around as if she was waiting for someone. Driving off now will just turn their attention on me.
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