Tuesday March 18, 2070; 13:41; Puyallup City, Puyallup District

<<@Team [Kilroy] I do hope this next run turns out a little better. I'm not sure about the specifics: It's been billed to me as a snatch & grab. The Johnson has the specifics. She has passed several jobs my way. Usually a wrinkle or two she keeps to herself, but the pay is pretty good.>>

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 14:32; Tacoma Center YMCA, Tacoma District

Jazz does the initial recon of the YMCA. Jake passes the package off to Spaydes who makes the drop to locker 1157. The whole operation goes smooth and minutes later the transfer of funds to the team signals the end of the run.

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 14:34; Tacoma Center YMCA, Tacoma District
Spades

Spades comes back from his much more agreeable task of 'put box in locker, lock locker, sneeze without recourse, exeunt.'

He was also more than happy to prop himself up against his car with their tiny armada set neatly in the proximity of three out-of-the-way parking spaces. The front man couldn't help but let his ego well up against the strong recommendations of his mind voting against just that.

"Ah, nothing like a good mission done slightly well. I wonder if we can grade this on a scale, or like soybeef. You know: raw, medium, well done."

His smug and sarcastic humor spoke volumes of how he felt at the moment.

"Though, kinda sad the contract got terminated, whiz job on the matrix jockeying there Jazz, by the way." He added in as a two cents bit, but genuinely appreciative. "But since I nearly got my own sorry rump shot off for you today, how did they end up pulling you over Jake? I mean, I never got the skinny being jumped up on some great quantity of adrenaline over the legal limit of Seattle."

They were most likely not going to get him to shut up tonight.

Jake stays silent, trying to contain trauma of having been overexposed to smog and dirt as well as getting his wheels damaged and loosing a drone...

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 14:45; Leaving the drop site, Tacoma District

<<@Team [Kilroy] Just got the meet details from the J. 19:00 you already know, the location is roller-ball rink in Tacoma. I'm uploading tickets now. [- AR upload in progress..... AR objects received. Confirmed no malware attached -] Your seats are just below her box. Take your seats early then at 19:10, head up to her box. Also, after he was revived, Rex extricated himself from the hospital so he's available if you want him. He apparently called in a favor and is with some shaman right now getting healed. Any questions?>>

Anon injects almost without thinking,
<<@Team [Anon] Who's skating tonight?>>

<<@Team [Kilroy] The Dark Lucy's and the Muffin-Mamas. Dark Lucy's are favored 7-to-5. Any other questions?>>

Jake notices an industrial vehicle cleaning center office up ahead on the right.

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 14:45; Leaving the drop site, Tacoma District
Jazz

< [Jazz] Well, if we don't have anything else on the schedule right now, I'm gonna see you there at around 18:30, I guess. As for Rex, I certainly don't mind having him around, if things are getting ugly. He can certainly handle that better than I could. >

Tuesday March 18, 2070; 14:45; Leaving the drop site, Tacoma District

Jake drives to the cleaners first before he heads to the meeting point. While he is there he requests a thorough scrib of the van and then oversees the cleaning himself, pointing at the corners and specks that needs to be 'sterilized'.

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