Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:53; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Jake; PAN = Passive ; SIN = Cleansy Scrub

<@Team[Jake]: Can it be done with brute force without making to much noise? Or can you do that silently?>

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:53; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

< [Jazz] I'm not a skilled lockpick, but I do have a tool, that should get such locks open. >

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:54; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Jake; PAN = Passive ; SIN = Cleansy Scrub

<@Team[Jake]: Ok then. Once you deal with locks my fly drones can be your eyes inside. I'll position them so you can know if someone unwanted is approaching.>

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:55; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)


<<@Team [Kit] I can keep things quiet and under wraps >>

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:54; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Jake; PAN = Passive ; SIN = Cleansy Scrub


<@Team[Jake]: I have escape routes planned up if things get messy. Have we looked at building's architectural plans? Perhaps there are additional exits in case we get stuck.>

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:57; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)


<<@Team [Kit] I can use a spirit to aide an escape. I can spell the clothes before hand to any thing you want, and keep an illusion on us as we go in so that they have no idea how we really look no matter how many security camera's they have. Might need to coordinate the illusion if I need to match up your new looks to a Sin. >>

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:57; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)


<<@Team [Kit] I guess we need to work out who is going in. How we get the product inside for the switch. What we are going to do with the product we are switching out. Who is going to provide backup and outer security and the like. The more spells I'm supporting the more distracted I'll be. >>

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:57; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Revan;PAN=Passive[LTG] SIN Nick Yamamoto

Revan listen to Kit hoping a solution would present it self. <@Team[Revan]"We have to take the product someplace. it is only food so we can drop it off at the first abandoned facility and let teh squatters eat for the night. We have till tomorrow night to figure this out, I will recon tonight a couple of trips before close shouldnt bring to much attention. If we are found out at all remember we are done for. So we will need those close and a reason to be next to the building after close in a AA area. If we could falsify any documets to ensure we are supposed to be there that would be our best bet. Figuring out the locks and bypassing security alarms without being noticed will be the biggest obstacle."> He wished he knew some spells that would benefit getting inside places.

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:58; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)


<<@Team [Kit] A boat in the marina would be a great why to move the product and get get of what we are replacing. How hard would it be to slip another boat in or to borrow one that is already there?>>

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:58; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

< [Jazz] Not sure, we can get a boat. Maybe if we rent one, but that is risky. Stealing one of those, that are there, is also risky. There are more security issues to worry about, then. >

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:59; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)


<<@Team [Kit] I was thinking of borrowing one of the boats already there. Use it as a staging area. A spirit could conceal our presence from onlookers and neighbors. And we could take it for a joy ride if we needed to get out of there fast. An inflatable could work to get us there. We just need to pick one where the owner is absent but not so absent that it would attract attention that someone was actually using the boat. Maybe a brother-in-law borrowing it if we needed a cover story.>>

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:54; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Jake; PAN = Passive ; SIN = Cleansy Scrub

<@Team[Jake]: I work best inside my van. Getting out of it..unclinical. But I agree that getting items in and out is thing we need to consider...Do we actually know how heavy the stuff is?>

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:54; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Revan;PAN=Passive[LTG] SIN Nick Yamamoto

Revan wasnt to fond of the whole water experience they were thinking of but he would weather the storms to get the job done. <@Team[Revan]"What ever the course we need to move fast and complete a solid plan so i can plan accordingly.">

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 20:00; 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

< [Jazz] Ok. When I am done tonight, I can hopefully say a bit more about their security systems. We will need to get past those, whatever they are, obviously. We still need to decide whether we want to get a boat or not, and whether we want to bring the goods in via the waterside or via the road, leaving a boat, if we get one, for an additional escape route maybe. >

Thursday March 20, 2070; 02:20; Jazz's Condo, Commencement Bay, Tacoma District

For Jake, Revan & Kit, the night didn't last much longer. Some personal time before they found there way back to beds in various locations. Jake to his hermetically sealed house, Revan to his apartment and Kit to her Loveland safe house.

For Jazz, it was quite a bit different. She made her way to a short nap, but sleep never came; Too much anticipation for the job ahead. At 2:01am, she connected to the nearby coffee shop's node. From there, she connected to a traffic light control node on the southern outskirts of Chicago before routing through the library in Painswick, England before coming back to Quiky Mart on North 145th Street in the Bitter Lake Neighborhood of the Downtown District. From there, she then accesses the McCormick & Schmicks node.

The sculpting of the node is not unexpected: The floors are marble and the walls two-tone gentle off-white and dark brown. Everything is clean and sanitary. A receptionist (analyze quickly returns IC) greets Jazz as she enters from behind a podium. A couch and a large potted palm tree sit in the spacious lobby. A door and a hallway both allow deeper access.

The receptionist greets Jazz as a system admin with a smile. Jazz's inquiry as to the security office causes the receptionist to tip the palm revealing a small hole. In violation of real world physics, Jazz steps over and is sucked into the hole.

A microsecond later she finds herself in the security node. A six-armed, two-headed security officer is checking systems and watching displays. One of his heads turn and an wide infrared beam scans Jazz from top to bottom. Satisfied with the response, it turns back to its tasks.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle

Jake made his rounds picking up the team members for the onsite scouting. Kit had made reservations for her and Revan for dinner. The trip out of the Puyallups and across Seattle was mostly uneventful; Jake had been concerned when a group a go-gangers raced up on them on I-5 near Beacon Hill, but the group seemed uninterested in the runner's van this evening.

Jake parks up the street, deploying his net of fly-spy drones and settling back for a bit of quiet, personal time in his nice, sealed van. As the trio of drones lazily spread out into the area, Jake become acutely aware of the next thing he needs to spend his meager savings on: Low-light upgrades.

The restaurant had a reasonable crowd for a Thursday night and is about 3/4 full when Revan and Kit enter. Inside, a hostess promptly shows them to a booth overlooking the bay. The table clothes are real cloth and the silverware all straight and made of metal. The air carries a hint of the fine cuisine to be had, making them both very hungry. The water glasses are stemmed and clean with clear water and ice cubes. As a pretty, young elven woman comes to take their order, she pauses a moment noticing Kit's uniquely shaped eyes before speaking. "Welcome to McCormick and Schmicks. My name is Jenifer and I will be your waitress for the evening. Can I interest you in the wine list and an appetizer?"

Thursday March 20, 2070; 02:20; Jazz's Condo, Commencement Bay, Tacoma District
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

Jazz only watches for now. She takes a peek at the various displays the IC is overseeing, to learn what kind of surveillance they have in here.

Running a few system checks, the hacker tries to get a list of possible intrusion countermeasures available from this node, and whether there might be more, similar, nodes like this one in the system.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 02:20; Jazz's Condo, Commencement Bay, Tacoma District

Scanning the node, Jazz sees that the security guard is in fact an Intrusion Countermeasure program: I.C. Continuing to look around the node, she takes note of the firewall program reporting status and an analyze program sifting through the results, presenting a much smaller stream of data that one of the IC's heads watches, absorbing. The cameras cover all four angles outside of the building, an extra one on the docks, three in the dining rooms, one in the kitchen and a final in a business office.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 02:20; Jazz's Condo, Commencement Bay, Tacoma District
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

Jazz takes notes about the cameras and which would be necessary to tinker with, depending on where they are going in. She isn't here to do any of that, however, yet. That is reserved for the coming day. Only scouting for now.

Let's see what that analyzer is looking for...

Taking a closer look at the process, the hacker tries to deduce what kind of information the Analyze program is looking for.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle
Revan;PAN=Passive[LTG] SIN Nick Yamamoto

Revan looked over the menu "yes lets start with a bottle of the Huet Le Haut-Lieu Vouvray and ill have tonights special. Dear what would you like?" looking at Kit and smiling to seem like a normal couple and not wanting to attract to much attention he checked out the inside of the restaurant for anything awakened like barriers watchers and such while giving kit time to order he also went about looking for any magical support that might be sitting in the area ready for action if needed.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)

Kit looked up from the menu and smiles at Revan. "The crab stuffed mushrooms sound perfect with the bottle you ordered. And we have to save room for the Chocolate Truffle Raspberry Cheesecake."
<<@Revan [Kit] It is a shame there is no way to put this on an expense account. This is going to hurt but sacrifices have to be made. I intend to savor every bite. I'll go half on those three. Unless you don't want any cheese cake. In which case I'll deal with it myself. >> She focused on her sense of smell first. Making notes to her hidden commlink as it promoted her to their prepared dinner conversation. She would review the vid later with the rest of the team.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; The Lederhosen, Parkland, Puyallup District, Seattle

Neimand sipped the strong German ale while Burkhard bounced the scrawny young human the last few feet through the door to the street following up with a "Don't you bring your kümmerlicher arsch here again!" The whole incident barely missed a pair of moderately attractive middle-aged human women attempting to come through the door, into the bar. The punk had gotten mouth with Mindy, the bartender of the evening.

Turning back to look at his tankard, the young mage reflected on the scene. Looking around the bar, he realized he'd been in Seattle for two full months tonight; a longer stop than an of the previous four cities. Fact of the matter is that his travel money was really pretty much gone. He'd gotten by putting up wards for his landlord, trying to balance the need earn enough to live and send money for his brother's care against the fact that a practitioner of his stature was enough to draw unwanted attention if it spread too far.

He knew it when it started to go down. The pair of orks entered the bar a moment after the women. The duo immediately split, moving around the room. Burkhard turned to them, his senses honed by a year as a bouncer sensing trouble.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 02:20; Jazz's Condo, Commencement Bay, Tacoma District

Jazz looks intently at the data streaming the security guard is partially focusing on. The data contains sensor readings from several areas of the hotel: vibration sensor on the ventilation system, open/close sensors on all of the doors, people captured moving about their business on the video cameras, smoke detection systems, carbon-monoxide sensors, temperature sensors on the various refrigeration and freezer units. All that data being continually checked against baseline metrics and allowable deviance levels.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:05; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle

Orders are placed leaving Kit & Revan to small talk and trying not to stand out amongst the crowd of upper-middle class patrons...

Thursday March 20, 2070; 02:20; Jazz's Condo, Commencement Bay, Tacoma District
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

Jazz adds the sensors to her list of notes, which would require some additional tampering. Doors, ventilation, and possibly the fridge, depending on where the package is going to be placed.

Having found what she was looking for, Jazz follows the datastream to see, if she can reach the sensors from here.

Then she creates a hidden account with full administration privileges for herself to be used on the next day (the plan being to create another, legitimate, account after accessing the system again).

When this is done, Jazz removes the traces she has left during her actions in the system from the system's log and logs off.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; The Lederhosen, Parkland, Puyallup District, Seattle


Just what I don't need... Neimand thinks and downs the last of his beer. Time to go. Hopping down from his bar stool, Neimand marks the exits and heads for the front door.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; The Lederhosen, Parkland, Puyallup District, Seattle

As Neimand moves from the bar stool to the floor, the first thug (the one closest to the gnome), moves away from the wall to intercept. The second thug steps back towards the door. Burkhard looks from Thug #1 to Neimand taking several steps towards his friend as the thug closes distance.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; The Lederhosen, Parkland, Puyallup District, Seattle

Shisse he says under his breath and stops. Eyes darting like a cornered r... ah ... wolf... yeah a cornered wolf, Neimand sighs and squares off at the orc, hands tucked behind his back. As the orc approaches, Neimand looks to Burkhard as if to say 'Sorry my friend' and magical energies swell in Niemand's chest. With a slight smirk, he releases a near invisible spear of mana at the orc's chest...

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:15; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle

Revan & Kit
Food is served after a short wait, however, as it is served Revan reaches for the food knocking a plate of food. The platter, seafood and a very creamy sauce fly across the room in something of an arc. Kit, by some odd happenstance of luck only catches a spray of sauce with a little blood as the platter flips and strikes the waitress right in the mouth busting her lip and sending her sprawling with a squeal of shock and pain. She jerks upright, unconsciously throwing the other plate of food into the air as she falls away from the table.

Looking up in horror at the devastation wreaked by one simple failure of etiquette, allow the server to serve you, Revan finds all eyes in the restaurant on him...

Jazz
With neither of her teammates having sensory gear feeding into teamnet, she is currently clueless as to the situation.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:15; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle
Revan
Revan shocked realizing from being in such a unforgiving business of running the shadows, reflexs kept you alive and when he needed them not once, he used them the instant he didnt need to. realizing eyes were on him and the foolishness of his actions. Revan stood up helping the girl to her feet "next time to approach a man blind in his right eye please let them know what you are doing in thier blind spot." Sitting down in his seat after ensuring Kit is cleaned and sat her back in her chair then seated himself back in his seat.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; The Lederhosen, Parkland, Puyallup District, Seattle

The magical bolt strikes the ork square in the chest. The color in the ork's face pales visibly, but contrary to Neimand's expectation the ork not only remains on his feet but continues moving forward charging the little man.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; The Lederhosen, Parkland, Puyallup District, Seattle


Shisse he curses under his breath. Quickly scanning the room, Niemand runs for a crowd of people to get lost in...

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:02; The Lederhosen, Parkland, Puyallup District, Seattle

The ork comes at Niemand in a full run ending with a kick like he's punting a football. The foot catches the gnome square in the stomach and imitates that very effect sending the gnome sprawling across the floor on his back, sliding up to the bar. Burkhard covers the distance to the ork arriving as the gnome is still in motion. The seasoned bouncer tucks his shoulder at the last moment, his intent to take the ork off his feet. The ork's experience shows through as he simply side steps the bouncer. Across the room, their is a shriek of pain from someone out of Niemand's sight.

The ork follows Niemand to the bar, a cloth bag in his hands. He attempts to cover Neimand's face with the rag but the gnome, panting and finding for breath after the kick, manages to roll away from the ork. Burkhard's form looms towards the ork. The bouncer's fists come together and he attempts to slam both arms, driven by his weight, into the ork. The ork, winces slightly as he tries to move away and is struck as the bouncer's mighty fists crash into his shoulder. The effect is still not as devastating as Niemand would hope. Across the bar and out of the small mage's sight, the sounds of brawling can be heard.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:15; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle

The waitress, bows her head, confused at how it became her fault, as the patrons turn to look upon her for a moment before returning to their own meals. Several other servers/bus-boys come out of the sidelines to assist in clean up. In moments the entire incident it lost to the past.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:15; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle
Revan

Revan slightly bows his head"If you please just cancel the food, i think after all this excitment my dearly beloved and I are going to retire for the evening." Whilte he is looking down Revan talk to the group <@Team[Revan]"Well this was a bust, Hey Jazz if. Think you can wipe the footage of the place when we get in here to clear our tracks so they cannot go back over that footage. We are done here heading back now."> "Ready to go dear?" Revan asks Kit after a few moments after paying for the meal.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:20; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle

The duo make a quick, but gracious exit during the post clean-up chaos. Jazz follows up with post-exit edits of the video security logs.

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:20; Outside 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)

Kit had fussed over Revan during the cleanup and but had been silent other wise. To his question she only gave a quick nod and stepped to his side so they could leave together her teeth gritted.

Wednesday March 19, 2070; 19:22; Outside 19020 22nd Ave E, Hamdorf's, Loveland, Puyallup Barrens
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)

She avoided looking at him as they walked down the sidewalk but her chest started to shake and she seemed to be holding her breath.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:21; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle

The duo make it to the nearby, designated location to be picked up. The arrival of Jake's van is perfectly timed to the degree that the duo could have nearly maintained their stride and stepped from the sidewalk and through the opening door of the van. His words accompany their arrival:
<<@Team [Jake] Do NOT get that sauce on my seats, floor board or any other surface. Do you realize the amount of bacteria that are currently copulating and multiplying across the surfaces of your clothing...?>>

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:21; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)

Kit rested her head against the roof of the van and tried to regain control.

<<@Team [Kit]Same really. They are using real cream and a very good sherry in the sauce. >>

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:21; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle
Revan
Revan knew it was his fault they left and felt bad speakig to Kit"It was my fault i am sorry i just wanted to get out before anyone of note came to talk to us, after we are done maybe we will go back if they are still in business to make up for it.". Revan started to think about the tools and what preparations he would have to make before they made the run, one thing was for sure he would need a great nights sleep and needed to eat the food did look good but he knew he would be able to get something just as filling just not as good at the local burger joint.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:21; 1200 Westlake Avenue North, Lake Union, Downtown District, Seattle
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)

Kit covered her face with one hand and turn away from Revan before she said "No, I had a very entertaining time. And these are the risks you take as a runner no?. I would appreciate it if you could show me around some time.

Thursday, March 20th, 2070; 21:02; Seattle's Best Coffee, S 19th, Tacoma District, Seattle

The ride back to Tacoma was anything but exciting. When the adrenaline from the incident at the restaurant wore off, both Revan and Kit settled back into their seats as Jake quietly drove. A short time later, the foursome sat in a coffee shop as Jazz joined them to finalize plans. Jake absentmindedly poured the coffee drink from the disposable cup, through a filter and into his own cup before sealing the lid on it. His respirator remained on his face, despite the air quality, drawing several looks from other patrons initially. He then affixed the drinking tube from his respirator to the lid of his cup before taking drink.

"Ok. I drive you there, establish a sensor perimeter with my fly-spies, then extract you all and exit the area. You're plans in between are what again?"

Thursday, March 20th, 2070; 21:02; Seattle's Best Coffee, S 19th, Tacoma District, Seattle
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)


Kit gave her head a shake and thought "I don't know which is worse on a run, nearly ROFL or acting like a school girl but I really needed that laugh."
Kit gave Revan a quick half wink and got down to business.


<<@Team [Kit] Shapechange to Roof, make a small entrance if necessary, shapechange through, scope the place, then drop the spell to report. From that hope we have enough so that I can bypass the alarm enough to allow a real B&E expert in. >>

Thursday March 20, 2070; 21:02; Seattle's Best Coffee, S 19th, Tacoma District, Seattle
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

< [Jazz] I do have an automated lockpick, which could be handy for getting inside; and it might open some doors in there as well. You will definitely have to wait until I have the alarm system under control, before trying anything, though. Once inside, there will be some improvisation necessary in order to find the kitchen. >

Jazz looks at the footage again, which was shot from the rooftop access, to see if the autopicker will be enough to get the door open.

Thursday March 20, 2070; 19:20; Seattle's Best Coffee, S 19th, Tacoma District, Seattle
Revan

Revan notices Kits look but was not to happy with the outcome of the incident it only attracted unneeded attention to himself after the run. when they would go back and check the video if they figure out that they were hacked then they will go about finding out more aboutthat day and night. <"once we are cleaned up i will need to check the area astrally once more to make suer things havent changed before the run, i will set a watcher once i am doe to let me know if anyone comes in or out of the building once they close for business">

Thursday, March 20th, 2070; 21:03; Seattle's Best Coffee, S 19th, Tacoma District, Seattle

Jake nods and repeats the plan from beginning to end.
<<@Team [Jake] I drive the team to the area and park two blocks away. I then establish a sensor perimeter with my fly-spies. Kit shape changes into ___?____, carries her com and the lock picker. Revan checks out the astral and puts a watcher on patrol looking for anything/anyone going in or out of the building. Jazz penetrates the security system remotely and deals with the alarm. Kit lands on the roof, uses the lock picker to bypass the physical security and enter the building.>>

He takes another sip before finishing and looking at the trio.
<<@Team [Jake] I'm a little fuzzy about what comes next and how we get the packages swapped.>>

Thursday, March 20th, 2070; 21:04; Seattle's Best Coffee, S 19th, Tacoma District, Seattle
Kit; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Nanotrodes]; SIN = Kim Lee (not broadcast)




<<@Team [Kit] Raven then a Raccoon. And a fox if I need to run.>>

Thursday March 20, 2070; 21:05; Seattle's Best Coffee, S 19th, Tacoma District, Seattle
Jazz; PAN = hidden [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Zoë Hunter (not broadcast)

< [Jazz] Yeah, I basically see two options there. Either the crates have to be carried to the roof and brought inside that way, or the scouting party has to get down to the ground floor and open the door for us from the inside. Maybe it will be best, if our scouts will just check out the way from the rooftop to the restaurant, and we leave the crates in the van at first. Then, if we are sure that we can carry them through there, we get to it. We do not know enough of the inside of the building, so this might be the best solution. What do you think? And, is anyone besides me fit in dealing with any electronic problems we might run into? Maglocks for starters? I might not be able to get everything done from the Matrix, so maybe I need to get inside, too. But as a first measure, a scouting run seems like a good idea, while I concentrate fully on the Matrix side. >

Thursday, March 20th, 2070; 21:04; Seattle's Best Coffee, S 19th, Tacoma District, Seattle

<<@Team [Jake] Kinda sounds like the plan is to wing it once we get access. Can't say that I'm happy with that, but you all will be on the inside, not me, so if you're good with it I am. I will put the crates on my little trailer. Not really room in the van. I have the details for the pick up and can do that when we break from here; it will take about half an hour. As the run is tonight, I'd like to hear more about when another scouting run would occur and then when we would actually do the run...?>>