Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:43pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost

No. But then again I rarely do. Fewer people for THEM to implant with mind control chips to spy on ya.

Great way to ramp up the paranoia.

Says the guy that is talking to a voice in his head.

. . .

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:43pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

Hawk turns his head watching as the two random cars drive by. With Visual Enhancements of the helmet he scans the driver and passenger of the cars checking if they are paying any obvious attention to him at the gate. He turns back the other direction at the approach of his comrade's bike...

<<@Team [Hawk] Glad you guys could make it. By the sounds of it, looks like we might get company in a few. In case you were wondering, Stump informed me that a former business partner of his stashed some goods here. Due to the falling out of their partnership Stump isn't going to be all broken hearted if this guys goods were to come up missing. Thats where we come in. Time for the catch...(pause)...which storage box is it in?>>

Turning his attention back to the dogs for a moment, Hawk checks them over for any signs of bio or cyber enhancements.

"oh pretty puppy...shhhh...no need to bark at old Uncle Hawk."

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:43pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val looks at Hawk as he attempts to calm the dogs what is this guy the a dog whisperer "well if they aren't anyones friends how about we hide out in a near by abandoned building until they pass or sound like they are going the opposite direction" Val pulls out his pred and scans the area for near by empty buildings or ones that are maybe half standing.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:43pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

Hawk watches the cars pass. He shifts to thermographics and tries to discern if the drivers are paying him any mind. There are no street lights and the interiors of the cars are also dark. Even with the enhancements and alternate spectrum, he's not 100% percent sure, but no one appeared to pay him any mind. The dogs appear to be unaugmented.

Surverying the area, Val finds that Red-E Stor sits on what would be the north-west corner of the "T" intersection. Immediately to the south of the storage units is what once was a nice apartment or condominium complex; Perhaps some half a dozen decades ago. There is no access to the complex from 166th ave to the complex.

Across the street, houses set back from the street. No one is outside on the street near those houses, but down 92nd ave a small group of youth can be seen loitering.

The Red-E Stor office appears dark and there are no windows facing the street. A trio of guard dogs inside the fence are at the gate snarling and barking at Hawk. The fence and gate are in good repair, keeping the dogs at bay.

The motorcycles will are still getting closer. They will no doubt pass begin to pass by in well under a minute.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:43pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val looks towards the other two "we should find some cover guys i don't want any more unwanted attention like at the dinner." Val starts to walk towards the building looking for any kind of access through any means weather it be a window or door. Val gives Athena a call hoping she isn't to busy with other tasks to maybe help them out with getting inside the Red-E-Store <Val @ Athena "if you have a few could use some help procuring some supplies from a local asset, we need a alarm shutdown and access to a Red-E-Store near 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave. any help would be awesome.">

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:43pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

"I suppose with those bikes getting closer we should be prepared for anything. Lets stick close to our bikes just in case we need to make a get away."

With that said, Hawk begins to walk back to his bike with purpose. Heading away from the gates he turns his head to glance at the loiterers down the street checking to see if they are paying the group any "special" attention. As he approaches his bike he disarms the security system and stands next to it.

<Whispered under his breath> "Man i was not intending on a highspeed motorcycle escape tonight."

Hawk activates his mapsoft program again bringing up a close up of his current location trying to find what his best route would be to evade a group of gangers.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:43pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

<<@Val [Athena] Where's the alarm? And what help do you getting access?>>

Hawk does not believe that the youth down the street are paying the group any special attention, nor does he believe his team has gone completely undetected by them. With the motorcyles approaching from the south, no roads west and housing to the east, the highway to the north, back the way they came is the best escape route, should they elect to leave. By the time he reaches his own motorcycle, having parked a hundred and twenty meters up the road. While most of his time is eaten away - he is at his bike.

Val and Ghost follow Hawk back to his bike. The other incoming bikes are coming from the south. By the sound, they must be seconds away.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:43pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

<Val@ Athena "sorry i figured there would be some kind of security on this place other then a few dogs and a fence. is there any video feeds inside the building? i guess i was just wanting a quick check on the place to make sure no one inside had a chance to get a drop on us. if there are any security locks on inside if you could maybe dissable them that would also make it a little easy for us to get inside">

Val looks to the south towardst he approaching bikes and readies his pred. after the night he awoke and the people that were after him he didn't need any more surprises running up on him "here they come" Val mentions more to himself then the rest of the group.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:44pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

<<@Val; Ghost [Hawk] It's up to you both if you want to stay and find out what is riding out to meet us or come back another time. It could be as simple as the facility keeper responding to a proximity alarm. Then again it could be gangers wanting fresh meat. As for me I am going to stick around and see if we can strike up a bargain. Perhaps get some interior scouting in for a revisit later. I would certainly appreciate the backup if you guys don't mind. The way stump put it, this guy is about one step below 'scumbag'. So should things go bad and he should be in need of a good killin'...its doubtful he will be missed. Curious, do either of you know what gang controls this area?>>

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:44pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

The sounds grew closer to the group Val could tell then looked at the Red-E-Store and the other buildings around the area
<Val@team "i dont want to just leave just get out of view from any passer-bye and if they are a ganger they also might have some kind of agreement between themselves for portection against excatly what we are trying to do. if we chill out until they pass we can get in and out with no problems hopefully. except i think we might have to geek that dog he looks pissed and alert. I don't know what gangs run this area either and i would like to not find out chummer. I have no hard feelings>

Val did a once over one more time to make sure his pred and ingram were loaded and ready to use if it came down to it. he also wanted to make sure wouldn't be caught off gaurd. and gauged the distance to the closest cover should he need to find it.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:44pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

The trio stood with the two bikes, just off the road as the bikers came into view. Six bikes, two with trolls and all large, loud street bikes. The six bikes rumbled forward, towards the team. One of the trolls and an ork stop at the intersection across from the Red-E Stor while the other four continue towards the team.

The duo holding back appear to have SMG's ready, while the foursome approaching have weapons slung but not in hand. They all wear street clothes and heavy jackets, probably armored. A purple bandanna is tied around their upper left arm. The foursome consists of a troll, an ork and two humans.

<<@Val [Athena] Local scans tag these guys as the Lord of War, by their colors and the location. No specifics available on their size or the size of their turf. I have intercepted a feed from the camera in the gatehouse to the Red-E Stor.>>

One of the humans speaks as the gangers approach, "You girls lost?"

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:44pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val listens to the message <Val @ Athena "lords of war, aren't the same as the warlords that the Doc mentioned?>

If these aren't the same guys how many gangs have War and Lords in them? God i hope i don't have to waste anymore ammunition i have little as it is.as the thought slips his mind he remembers these guys are talking to them.

Val takes a defensive posture and looks at the human Ganger "щель от drek."

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:44pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

Standing there for a moment guaging a good look at the approaching gangers...Hawk takes off his helmet holding it cupped on his left side, his fingers itching at his slivergun. With his right hand he slides his mirrored shades from his collar and puts them on his face.

"Funny you should ask that. Word has it that there are some goods for sale down yonder in that Red-E-Store. I have to say if thats true, I'm a tad dissappointed. I thought it would be guarded by more than a few pussies."

Hawk turns to fully face the approaching gangers and takes one step forward. Standing his ground with his best look of 'yep, done this shit before' he shows a smile to help ease the tension. Hawk waits a second for his insult to hit home (provided these boys are smart enough to get it) before talking again. Pointing to the dogs at the store...

"If you fellas are here to take care of those three pussies over there, I don't suppose you can get the guy in charge so we can get the goods and go back home. I need to take care of mom's toenails with a plasma torch. She gets mighty cranky when she ruins a new pair of socks."

<<@Team [Hawk] Should this get ugly and we need to split, don't hesitate to get the hell out of Dodge. I'll meet up with you guys in the morning.>>

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:44pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

This meatbag has a death wish Val holds back from looking at Hawk like a fool looking to eat a bullet. <Val@Team "if things get hairy i start shoot lead I have answers to find and need this runs money to do it with.> Val looks at the starglers hanging back looking for any weaponry that goes bang. If they aren't packing any serious heat he figures he could take down the small guys first and leave the Big ugly one for Hawk and Ghost if they are lucky Maybe Doc Phin can sew up any holes left in the three of them before they have to finish the job.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:45pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

<<@Team [Athena] Scans show the names Lords of War being the preferred, Warlords also being used; Same crew.>>

As Val is the first to speak up, the ganger focuses his attention on the Russian. He pauses, obviously not able to fully translate reply but he does understand the posture change. Hawk's clear English fully translates as well, bringing his attention to to Hawk. "You're either really brave, really stupid or full on crazy.... or healthy chunk of all this put in blender and squeezed into a shit bag and prettied up with fancy glasses."

He then pauses, presumably to also wait on the insult to run its weight. "It really depends upon who sent you and what you're looking to buy... and the size of your patty."

<<@Team [Athena] Picking up several inbound/outbound signal. By the datastream size I say video upload.>>

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:45pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val Steps up beside Hawk. "Well you see, If you are looking to score a easy hit on three regualr joes like us then we have some issues, that asside if you are not we might all be able to make a deal tonight and walk away happy."

<Val@Team"Athena can you narrow down which one is sending the recorded signal."> Val pops his collar up and wishes he would have put his mask on before they had gotten there.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:45pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

............"It really depends upon who sent you and what you're looking to buy... and the size of your patty."

"As to who sent us, suffice it to say a little research into who is selling what we need brought us to you. Friends involved wouldn't stay friends at all if their names got smeared all over Seattle."

Hawk pauses a moment to let the ganger stew over the 'not-so-much' an answer to his question...

"As to what we are looking to buy, its funny you ask. You see my neighbor has his really ugly and vicious cat...I mean REAL ugly. Being an animal lover I don't want to kill the poor thing, I mean its not the cats fault it was born so ugly."

Hawk points at the Troll with his right hand...

"Come to think of it, the cat kinda looks like him."

With a sheepish smile Hawk continues...

"I just want to keep it off my bike is all. I figured a few stick-n-shocks would do wonders in that business. As for the size of my patty..."

Hawk makes a motion to unzip his fly...

"If you really want to go there lets all whip them out and measure, get it done and over with. Then perhaps we can get down to business. But you know hey, if you are not interested I am sure there are other ammo dealers around town. I just figured if I was going to spend my hard earned yen, I'd like to deal with someone with a half way decent rep. I didn't come to the wrong place did I?"

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:46pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

The leader listens to both Hawk and Val. His face betrays the fact that he is obviously unimpressed with either of Hawk's gestures, quickly growing bored with the team. "I think you want to meet with Stitch." The ganger then smirks, but the joke must be an inside one. He gestures towards the apartment building to the south. "Apartment 201"

<<@Team [Athena] I've narrowed it to one of the crew in front of you, though they all seem to have a TeamNet up.>>

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:46pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val looks at the ugly mug and smiles then locks his stare on the leader "i don't need to see Stitch. I assume he already knows we are here im sure you guys are connected how about you just tell us what he has to say and we will decide if its worth walking inside that old smelly shit hole to listen to what he has to offer. the air out here is nice and i like the view from where i am standing where i am and i like where i am." Val takes a more dominant posture in a attempt to seem bigger then he really is.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:46:30pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

The ganger smiles at Val like he was just told a good joke. He crosses him arms and replies, "That's not how it works Holmes. Stitch don't come to you, you go to Stitch."

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:46:30pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost

Ghost smiles but says nothing. He opens his sight to the astral and looks at the leader and his crew.


Which side are you on when it hits the fan?

Same as always, my side. You getting soft on me?

You still thinking the little guy is expendable?

Yep. Are you finally coming around?

. . .

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:45pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

Hawk turns to look at Val as he talks...

If these fraggers are going to start shooting, i just hope they shoot him first.

"You say its Stitch we need to see? Room 201?"

Hawk points to the apartment buildings to the south...

"Those ones right there? And you say the fella's name is Stitch?"

<<@Team [Hawk] Looks like we might be getting the ammo after all. Stitch is the guy Stump said we are looking for.>>

"Sounds like a plan. Thank you for your help boss."

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:45pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val turns to follow Hawk and Ghost regarding the Leader with a stare/smirk as he walks away I can't be seen as weak thats why thos other drek messed with me in the first place. I wish i could remember anything what is wrong with me, what if I went crazy? what if i have a split personality? as Val started to follow Hawk he started going through several what if possibilities. Val had so many questions but no answers to them. He felt frustrated that he couldn't remember why he woke up in a alley why those thugs were after him, Why would a huge Troll help him in a dark alley. He felt so frustrated he just wanted answers.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:47pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

The ganger nods, "That would be the one." and his trio of escorts mount back up on their bikes. The duo that held back sit, holding their position and watching the team. The foursome wait, giving the team plenty of birth to head towards the apartment building.

Val stops, looking back at the leader. There was something familiar about the the man. Not personally familiar, but something familiar about his swagger, his demeanor, his look. For a moment, he sees a slightly taller, thinner man. One speaking with a russian accent. Then Val sees a gun in his outstretched hand, the flash of the muzzle and the explosion of the man's skull as his brain matter sprays the area behind him. Val's mind cuts back to reality, the scene lost, but the memory still present.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:47pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost

Please tell me that we aren't going to turn our backs on these guys.

Looks that way.

Do you even know how fragged up that is?

. . . .

Ghost does his best to melt into the shadows as he follows Hawk. All the while opens his sight to the Astral trying to guess what the thugs might have in the way of gear.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:47pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

Hawk nods back at the ganger and then puts on his helmet while minimizing the mapsoft image for later use.

<<@Team [Hawk] I don't want to leave our bikes here so lets drive over to the apartments.>>

Hawk gets on his motorcycle, starting it up giving it a little extra on the throttle to make an impression. Using the vision enhancement of the visor, he looks over the closer group of gangers for possible hidden weapons. Taking off slowly as to not be threatening, Hawk drives over to the apartment buildings looking for number 201.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:47:30pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

Glancing into the astral, Ghost does not see any astral activity by the gangers, nor around them. What he does see in the darkness in the astral by the asphalt and buildings nearby sprawl. He also sees the bright glow of life from the clumps of grass and trees growing in various places off the road. Between the two, the ebb of mana in the astral itself glows lightly, providing an illumination quality to the air or rather where the air would be in the astral.

As the team pulls away, the gangers remain relaxed, but observant. Hawk is pretty sure several of them have weapons under their jackets.

The ride down the street and around the block into the apartment parking lot is quick and uneventful. For Ghost, a watcher patrolling the lot tells him that there's a mage here somewhere. The background count of despair around the apartment building tells him that the summoner must somehow be aspected to the place.

Val and Hawk take note of more mundane elements: The half a dozen youth loitering around the parking lot. The dozen motorcycles and four subcompacts parked there as well.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:47:30pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val coming back to the present gasps for a instant trying to take in all he just experienced and immediatly opens his notebook on his Com and writes everything down that he can rememebr about the vision. <Val@ Athena "Quick question i would like to ask you to run my face through anything to do with me connecting me to the russians. Just add It to my running tally of things to do please.">

Val looked at his Pred for second to see if it resemled the same weapon in his vision and looks down his arm as he is walking down the street why would he do something like that what was it for and why would the ganger bring a memory like that

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:47:30pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

<<@Val [Athena] The Russians? I guess I've have stranger requests... Those those usually required a meet in the flesh.>>

Several of the youth loitering in the lot have pistols in the belts.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:47pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

Pulling into the parking lot Hawk looks for a spot relatively close to apartment 201. Taking a spot he walks the motorcycle backwards into the spot so as to need only to drive away in case a quick escape is needed.

<<@Team [Hawk] Looks like this is the place guys.>>

Hawk sets the kickstand and dismounts his bike setting the security system before making his way towards the destination. About half way to the door Hawk stops dead in his tracks. He turns back to his companions...

"Those gangers said we were here to see Stitch right? It just happens the guy i put a few rounds in back at Bob's Bar N Grill, his name was Stitch as well. I wonder if its the same person"

<<@Stitch [Hawk] Heya boss, how's the Doc treating you? He get you all patched up? Oh by-the-way, you wouldn't happen to live over near 166th Ave NE and 92nd Ave NE would ya?>>

Hawk looks around the parking lot taking a survey of the available areas for cover should it be necessary making note of what vehicles are where. He also attempts to determine if the young punks seem overly interested in him and his companions....

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:47pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost

As he walks into the building, Ghost continues to scan the Astral trying to get a fix on the mage or shaman with the watcher spirit. Additionally, he smiles at everyone he passes - a big toothy grin.

Smile at everyone you meet.

It confuses most, ...

... and annoys the hell out of the rest.

You got my back?

Always!

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:47pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val looks aroud at the area and the small group of gangers hanging around the buildings entrance, I hope this stich guy isn't pissed. Val let a small smile cross his face, Still thinking of the image still fresh in his mind he tries to think about the man who he shot in his vision and what would provoke such a action. Still he needed this run and money to find maybe more information about who he was and why he was banged up in a dark alley.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:48:00pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

<<@Hawk [Stitch] Good. He does real good work. Still trying to figure out your angle on this though. Not me. I live up towards NE 160th Place... Say, isn't there guy also named Stitch down near there who sells weapons & ammo? I only know about him 'cause he has the same knick name as me.>>

The motorcycles near the apartment entrance could provide partial cover in a pinch. The cars are parked a ways off and the distance between is open ground. One has to assume apartment 201 is on the second floor. Given the lack of numbering outside the building, the team can only assume which end 201 is on.

The youth are obviously watching the team. When Ghost smiles at them, two of them seem confused, turning towards each other to discuss the unexpected act.

The astral provides no clues as to the summoner of the watcher. At least not yet.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:48pm; Near Red-E-Stor at 166th Ave NE and NE 92nd Ave, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

Hawk finishes his visual sweep of the parking lot and turns back towards the stairs to the second floor.

<<@Stitch [Hawk] Yeah i was just making sure. I heard someone mention that name and was checking to see if it was you. Anyway boss, hang in there. I'll catch up with you again tomorrow.>>

Climbing the stairs counting each one as he steps on them Hawk takes an opportunity to glance around the foyer looking for any type of automated security system.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:48:30pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

With no external stairs in sight, Hawk leads the inside the Good News Apartments, past the youth who talk in hushed voices as the team passes. For those with augmented hearing, the conversation is simply a few snide comments referring to the fact that the crew is definitely not locals. Nothing worth replying to.

Inside, the team finds a poorly maintained building interior, that once, decades ago, was probably a respectable place to live. Now, the carpet is rotten and ripped, the walls layers of graffiti. Onward to the center of the building, a long hall runs left and right with doors to the various apartments; Some doors are missing, others are open.

Down the hall to the left is a stairwell. Drink and food wrappers are on the floor and the carpet is missing from the stairs. The banister is poorly connected to the wall. The second floor is pretty much the same, except for the large ork leaning on the wall near the top of the stairs. The ork wears Lords of War colors on his heavy jacket. A shotgun with a pistol grip hangs in his grip, which he lifts to rest across his other half. With the teams cool, cautious, & slow movements, he maintains his a lazy, bored posture moving just enough to make the point that he and the shotgun are there to insure everyone stays chilled.

Down the hall there is a second difference. A troll sitting on a troll sized, folding chair in front of what turns out to be apartment 201. He looks up as the team walks down the hall then rises to a standing position. His horns brush the ceiling as he stands, slightly hunched. He also wears a heavy jacket with the gang's colors, but has no visible weapons beyond his crusted knuckles hanging at the end of the tree trunks he probably calls arms. "What?"

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:48:30pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val looks and listens as he walks the hall of the delabitated building catching hints from different types of meta's as he passes by the different groups that they obviously didn't feel they belong in the othterwise normal hood, the building felt like it was falling apart as they are walking through it, Val hoped he that while walking he would pass over a weak spot in the floor and fall to the previous level below them. the ork with the shotty didn't really concern Val but still gave him a wide birth enough to react if he made a move as he passed him. the busted up troll who with crusted knuckles looked like he had been on the winning side of his fights considering he was still alive and looked realitivey healthy seemed more the threat to worry about.

replying to the What? Val looks at him "I dont know your boss wanted to talk? you tell me "what?"

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:48pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

Passing by the large ork at the top of the stairs, Hawk nods slightly showing his acknowledgment of the bouncers authority and accepting the unspoken terms of passage. Down the hall as the massive troll stands a soft barely audible "Holy Christ" slips Hawk's lips. He waits for the meta to fully stand and then over-dramatically looks the troll over from heel to horns as Val comments to the trolls question. Hawk turns his glance to Val as he finishes his questioned comment and then back to the troll.

"We were told Stitch would be in and available for business. I do hope we were told right."

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:48:30pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Ghost

Ghost just keeps on smiling at everyone he meets.

Who was it that said, "Be polite, be professional, but have a plan to kill everyone you meet?"

No idea. Have you got a plan?

Sure. Guy with the shotgun should go down to a stun spell pretty good. Let the other two deal with the troll. Got to keep our collective ass safe.

... sounds good.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:48:45pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

Something about Val's response most definitely rubs the troll the wrong way, he starts a little, guttural growl in the back of his throat like a pit bull when a Chiwawa comes into its yard and lifts its leg as if to pee. For a moment, he ignores Hawk, then looks over at the sam. "Yea. But he-" raising a finger to point at Val, said finger leveled at the elf's nose and less than a third of a meter from it, before looking back to the elf "-stays with me"

He reaches his other hand over and raps twice on the door. A moment later it opens, presenting a path inward for Hawk and Ghost.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:48:50pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val can smell the dirty digit lingering a meter from his nose coming from the green grimy rough looking Troll, Val didn't know if he was going to kick him or pee on him from how he stood but he wouldn't take a punch so easily or a kick or what ever the Troll threw at him without a fight. slightly tilting his head to look around the massive fist with a smile Val looks at the Troll "Great I guess I'll take a soycafe with cream and sugar if you have it, Hawk tell stitch i said hello and thanks for the lovely reception. I'll see you guys when you come out." Val steps aside to allow for Ghost and Hawk to pass by and leans against the opposite wall from the door the Troll knocked on. trying to gauge the Troll's intent, which he knew from his posture and comment was going to be hostile if anything were to go down. Val thought about his first movements should anything go down obviously he would have to distract the Troll while he took out he gun totting ork first and then worry about the Tree stalking him in the hallway. Val looked at the troll "got any cards? or vodka maybe?"

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49:00pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

The troll withdraws his finger, hand and arm. He smiles a yellow-stained toothy grin back at Val like something just genuinely made him happy, but in a 'I killed the neighbors cat' kinda way. "I could piss in a cup an' call it Fizzy Cola."

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49:05pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val watches as the giagantic arm retracts like a tractor arm being pulled in on it self, the only Troll he can remember seeing is the one that helped him out in the Alley and this guy didn't show any recognition as to who Val was nor did he think he sounded familiar to the Troll that helped him out. "i bet. from the looks of you i don't think everything works properly.But i am sure our yen spends better then most of the drek you get in here, so get out of my way and let me see what your boss has to sell." Val watched for any movement from the Troll to grab him and tried to listen to see if the ork was taking interest in the coversation or was minding his own business.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

What the hell is he doing? I hope he knows this guy or we are going to wrack up some more expenses at Doc Phins...

Wanting so bad to see how his soap opera was going to unfold, Hawk looks back and forth between Val and the Troll during their exchange.

Oh this is so not what we need right now...to have an arms dealer and his muscle on our ass.

Moving slowly towards the doorway purposely putting himself between Val and the troll, Hawk waits for Val to go first.

<<@Team [Hawk] You sure about this Val? I mean I know this guy is ugly and all, but don't you think we can hold the pissing contest until after we meet stitch?>>

Hawk puts his right arm up making sure not to touch the troll hoping to call a truce between the pair of verbal combatants. His left hand he keeps at his side ready to quickly draw his gun should this all turn south.

"Ah come now big fella, let the man spend his yen first. Then you can grind him to paste outside where he won't leave stains on your doorstep."

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49:14pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val acknowledges Hawk conceding that a fight with the help was the the last thing they needed but something about the group down stairs and the flash back threw him a reason to be cautious so he gives Hawk a nod and smile and gives the troll a wide birth as he starts to head for the door to talk to stitch.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49:30pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

As Val steps back, the troll just watches. When Hawk presents a counter argument for including Val, the troll takes a moment stuck by the simple logic. He then smiles as he has a counter thought. This time he addresses Hawk. "You keep 'im in line or you get his spankin'." A single cyber-spur peeks out from his left hand to make the point before withdrawing.

With that, the trio enters the apartment, a haze of cannibus smoke greeting them along with a pair of scantily dressed human women in their late teens/early twenties. While neither are raging beauty queens, nor cover models, they both are moderately attractive and exude a strong sexual aura. The room is small, about 2m by 3m; Obviously not the original design. A doorway to the right and the one they entered (behind) are the only exits. To the left is a counter top running wall to wall.

The women move forward, seductively towards Val and Ghost. They rub up against the pair, Val's slowly reaching to lift his Ingram hanging from the sling while Ghost's caresses her hand across his chest slowly toward his concealed holster.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49:30pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val looks toward the women with a sly smile "well aren't you a sight for sore eyes but if your looking for something to play with you won't find it in my jacket, besides Your boss has nothing to worry about from us, we are here for business. not for play." and val steps aways from the young women and opens his jacket a little more to show his ingram"he has nothing to worry about." Val looks to the left at the only other exit, knowing full well this is probably just pre meet room to ensure they weren't going to try to make a move on thier boss. Val just got his gun and he wasn't to sure about giving up his only weapon. he hoped they didn't ask for his Pred aswell, he might be able to get away with bringing it in if he gives up the one they found, but if they continue to look he was willing to give up both.

Val from the meeting outside in the hallway knew that he was already on thing ice, so keeping that in mind he unslung his ingram and ejected his clip and stuffed the clip into his jacket pocket and went to hand over an empty ingram to the young women"If you wanted my weapon before the meet all you had to do was ask for it, although i did appreciate the attention."

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49:45pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

She takes the Ingram with a smile not caring the weapon is now unloaded. "Thank you Sweetie." She turns to her right, setting the weapon on the counter to the team's left. She then turns back to Val taking a tentative step forward, "I still have to frisk you, but I promise, I feel up more than just your jacket." She lowers her hands as she closes the distance, still moving slowly and seductively.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49:45pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens,
Val

Val just smiles and looks at the young girl and in Russian "you tease." puts his arms out and stands like a T with his arms out wide and opens his stance to spread his feet apart 6 inches. "do what you have to, I won't try to stop you this time." Val looks at Hawk to see how he was faring with his frisker.

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Hawk; PAN=Passive; SIN=Marcum Curst

Hawk looks up to make eye contact with the troll...

"I can't argue with your enormous insight of logic. Fair enough. If my friend gets out of line you give me the whoopin."

Turning back to the door and taking a step forward, a smile comes across Hawk's face as the pair of naked girls enter his vision. He walked through the threshold when it dawns on him what the girls are doing.

Seriously? Even paranoia can be taken too far sometimes.

Hawk doesn't even wait for the the girls as he walks over to the counter in the cramped area and begins unloading his usually carried arsenal onto the counter. Pulling the Ingram X from the high holster under the right arm he ejects the clip and the chambered round and places the weapon on the counter. He puts the clip and the round in a pocket under his coat...

"One Ingram...check"

Reaching to the lower holster on the right side Hawk pulls out a Predator IV. He ejects the clip and the chambered round placing the weapon on the counter and the ammo in a pocket under his coat...

"One Predator IV...check"

Reaching to the holster on his left side Hawk pulls out his Slivergun. He ejects the clip and the chambered round with efficient military crispness. He places the ejected round back into the clip taking the place of the round fired earlier. Hawk places the weapon on the counter and the ammo; again, in a pocket under his coat.

"One Ares Slivergun...check"

Hawk looks over his shoulder at his companions getting frisked by the naked women with a renewed smile. Looking at the ladies Hawk reaches behind him under his coat and withdraws two cougar fine-blades and places them on the counter.

"Two blades...check"

With the top of his boots covered with a small fold of his camouflage pants, Hawk is confident about the hidden weapon he keeps there. He makes no acknowledgment of the hidden boot-knife tucked into his right boot as he turns from the counter waiting his turn to be frisked down.

"You know ladies, if you were not young enough to be my...very young daughters, this might be a good opportunity to get to know the both of you better."

Friday, March 27th, 2071; 6:49:50pm; Good News Apartments, 16400 NE 91st Street, Redmond Barrens, Seattle
Val

Val glanced over to see the arsenal placed onto the table and thought he was well under equipped with only two weapons to place on the table he was sure he would have to get a couple more pieces of hardware to make it if he really wanted to be able to keep up with the likes of Hawk and Ghost. allthough he was enjoying being handled by a young lady. even if they were leaving little to imagination he still liked the attention for some reason.