Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:49 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Zion nods to papa in agreement than looks towards the business women. "Null sheen, by chance do you have the wife and childs contact info as well." Looking towards the others he goes about forwarding the information on the given to see if the areas of interest were around the fly boys territory. If they were purchasing real estate of a magnitude that required the kidnapping of a corp executive to hold up it had to be a huge purchase or one that required a certain skill set. No the less zion gives the hoot for the fly boys to look for and taking a shot in the dark hoping they see something. <@team[zion]"I appreciate the help papa two days isn't a lot of time and trail is still hot of there was mojo used on the roof for escape can the mojo users take a look on the roof to if there is anything to track. Once we have a direction this will pick up fast, if it was a knapping they will need a safe house to hold the man, papa can you search and see if the wife and child have been reported missing or see if there is any activity of their coms.">
Full Version: IC: Down in the Puyallups VI
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:49 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
The run was all but official now. As the negotiator handed over the chips Lucky had that feeling of being employed in something important, sending an all-too-familiar tingle up his spine and back down to his toes. Biz was what he had now, biz with his team. More biz meant more cred, and more cred meant he could take care of his madre, the kids, WICCANS and all the rest. Maybe he could even take Kendra out for dinner for once. It was tough letting her always pick up the check (even if it was usually delivery). With a little nuyen to his name, he could feel more like a man again.
To biz: he hoped his posting to the Lone Star forensics team was picked up in time. He knew they were short-staffed and over-worked since KE took over the city's contracts, but he thought he still had enough connections to pull it off. Next thing on the list was to shore up their magic weakness. Too bad that mage earlier had left. Lucky knew a fair amount about the astral and all things mana-related, and he knew going up against magic opposition without your own backup was a losing proposition.
Lucky raises an eyebrow at Zion's comment. "No one has any contacts that can look for mojo it seems. I'll reach out to Smokey Joe."
<<@SmokeyJoe[Lucky] We're going to need some magic support on this one. Who can you put us in contact with? Probably would be a contract-basis with the opportunity for more work.>>
Lucky
The run was all but official now. As the negotiator handed over the chips Lucky had that feeling of being employed in something important, sending an all-too-familiar tingle up his spine and back down to his toes. Biz was what he had now, biz with his team. More biz meant more cred, and more cred meant he could take care of his madre, the kids, WICCANS and all the rest. Maybe he could even take Kendra out for dinner for once. It was tough letting her always pick up the check (even if it was usually delivery). With a little nuyen to his name, he could feel more like a man again.
To biz: he hoped his posting to the Lone Star forensics team was picked up in time. He knew they were short-staffed and over-worked since KE took over the city's contracts, but he thought he still had enough connections to pull it off. Next thing on the list was to shore up their magic weakness. Too bad that mage earlier had left. Lucky knew a fair amount about the astral and all things mana-related, and he knew going up against magic opposition without your own backup was a losing proposition.
Lucky raises an eyebrow at Zion's comment. "No one has any contacts that can look for mojo it seems. I'll reach out to Smokey Joe."
<<@SmokeyJoe[Lucky] We're going to need some magic support on this one. Who can you put us in contact with? Probably would be a contract-basis with the opportunity for more work.>>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:50 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
"The family comlinks have not been online since they boarded a private plane in upstate New York 4:00pm Pacific yesterday. We are monitoring networks for their Access ID and their MSP for account activity. We will alert you if they do. Anything else?" She suddenly seems impatient to be on her way.
<<@Lucky [Smokey Joe] I'll have you a couple of names in a few minutes.>>
"The family comlinks have not been online since they boarded a private plane in upstate New York 4:00pm Pacific yesterday. We are monitoring networks for their Access ID and their MSP for account activity. We will alert you if they do. Anything else?" She suddenly seems impatient to be on her way.
<<@Lucky [Smokey Joe] I'll have you a couple of names in a few minutes.>>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:50 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
This was starting to be Lucky's scene. His old instincts were coming back to him as the situation unfolded. Those around him noticed him standing a little straighter, leaning slightly towards the woman as he questioned her. A pose of confidence, almost commanding one might say, if one weren't familiar with Lucky and his usual meekness.
Lucky
This was starting to be Lucky's scene. His old instincts were coming back to him as the situation unfolded. Those around him noticed him standing a little straighter, leaning slightly towards the woman as he questioned her. A pose of confidence, almost commanding one might say, if one weren't familiar with Lucky and his usual meekness.
QUOTE (Official woman said... @ Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:50) 
"The family comlinks have not been online since they boarded a private plane in upstate New York 4:00pm Pacific yesterday. We are monitoring networks for their Access ID and their MSP for account activity. We will alert you if they do. Anything else?" She suddenly seems impatient to be on her way.
"Yeah - give us everything you have on their private plane and their trip. Did they often fly on a private plane? Who were the pilots? Where were they headed? They would've had to log a flight plan with the FAA, the plane would be in direct contact with all towers it passed by leaving us a datatrail a mile long for the flight."
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:49 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Mouse
Mouse watched the negotiations quietly (well she did everything quietly so this was no different)...she could hardly believe the figures these runners were bandying about with such ease, even the upfront payment was several months rent for her and her family, perhaps, finally their luck was changing and she had no intention of interupting anything crucial. She would wait for when the runners were alone before speaking again, and anyway, they clearly had the right ideas about finding these missing corper souls...
Mouse
Mouse watched the negotiations quietly (well she did everything quietly so this was no different)...she could hardly believe the figures these runners were bandying about with such ease, even the upfront payment was several months rent for her and her family, perhaps, finally their luck was changing and she had no intention of interupting anything crucial. She would wait for when the runners were alone before speaking again, and anyway, they clearly had the right ideas about finding these missing corper souls...
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:51 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
The negotiator's demeanor changes slightly, reengaged with the team now. "Susan had a pattern of visiting her father for his birthday, chartering a private plane to do so. With Sarah, her ultimate destination was here in Seattle. The pilot, Michael Carr, was located in the trunk of his car at the airport fifteen minutes ago. Around 10pm yesterday, it was determined that Susan and Sarah were not actually on the flight, rather a SINless woman and child with forged credentials departed the plane and were taken into custody. They were unaware of their employer and paid in a medical procedure given to family members." She pauses a moment before continuing, "Assuming your next line of questions, left me address that: At that time we placed a heightened watch on Mark. Late this evening he slipped offsite using the credentials of a subordinate and a throw away comlink."
The negotiator's demeanor changes slightly, reengaged with the team now. "Susan had a pattern of visiting her father for his birthday, chartering a private plane to do so. With Sarah, her ultimate destination was here in Seattle. The pilot, Michael Carr, was located in the trunk of his car at the airport fifteen minutes ago. Around 10pm yesterday, it was determined that Susan and Sarah were not actually on the flight, rather a SINless woman and child with forged credentials departed the plane and were taken into custody. They were unaware of their employer and paid in a medical procedure given to family members." She pauses a moment before continuing, "Assuming your next line of questions, left me address that: At that time we placed a heightened watch on Mark. Late this evening he slipped offsite using the credentials of a subordinate and a throw away comlink."
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:51 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
A short whistle escaped the thick tangle of Lucky's beard.
"Nice and neat, huh? Was this Michael Carr their normal pilot? I don't suppose he's alive and able to give us any information, or that there was any information left at the scene where it happened? No, probably not. These fraggers are too cautious. They've planned out everything."
The ex-detective waited patienly for the reply, chewing the details over in his mind.
Lucky
A short whistle escaped the thick tangle of Lucky's beard.
"Nice and neat, huh? Was this Michael Carr their normal pilot? I don't suppose he's alive and able to give us any information, or that there was any information left at the scene where it happened? No, probably not. These fraggers are too cautious. They've planned out everything."
The ex-detective waited patienly for the reply, chewing the details over in his mind.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:51 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
"They do not travel enough to have a normal pilot. Michael was determined to be a career employee with an otherwise untarnished record. He was tasered at home and his home security system had been tampered with."
"They do not travel enough to have a normal pilot. Michael was determined to be a career employee with an otherwise untarnished record. He was tasered at home and his home security system had been tampered with."
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:51 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
"Left him alive and everything. Sounds like the women were willing participants in this and didn't want any deaths associated with their disappearance. I mean, look at the carnage that happened here at the Mall. This wasn't the work of people who were concerned with loss of life."
Lucky
"Left him alive and everything. Sounds like the women were willing participants in this and didn't want any deaths associated with their disappearance. I mean, look at the carnage that happened here at the Mall. This wasn't the work of people who were concerned with loss of life."
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:52 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
The negotiator, sensing the conversation is drawing to an end, takes a step backwards. "You have contact details on this chip for a retrieval squad. They will expect you to secure the targets in a safe location for transfer. If there are no other questions..."
<<@Team [Kilroy] Smokey Joe said you need magical support after yours bailed- very disappointing. I have three available. In the interest of time, here is a brief bio of each.
- Torch: Hermetic Mage. Former UCAS Marine. Specialization in fire magic.
- Walks-with-Kittens: Cat Shaman. Puyallups Native.
- Watson: Mage specializing in divination. New to the shadows
Let me know your thoughts.>>
For Mouse, her AR suddenly turns slow motion. Then several very, very large berries bounce across her view before exploding, sending AR berry goo everywhere. Then her comlink crashes and reboots. She feels the troll's hand, reassuringly resting on her shoulder as the reboot begins. Once her comlink is online again.
<<@Mouse [Papa] You were infected. Someone tapped our teamnet via your comlink. I'm taking you offline for a moment while I upgrade your firewall.>>
Messages cross her view as the upgrade is installed. Moments later, a significantly increased number of tuning options for her firewall is presented in a shiny new interface.
The negotiator, sensing the conversation is drawing to an end, takes a step backwards. "You have contact details on this chip for a retrieval squad. They will expect you to secure the targets in a safe location for transfer. If there are no other questions..."
<<@Team [Kilroy] Smokey Joe said you need magical support after yours bailed- very disappointing. I have three available. In the interest of time, here is a brief bio of each.
- Torch: Hermetic Mage. Former UCAS Marine. Specialization in fire magic.
- Walks-with-Kittens: Cat Shaman. Puyallups Native.
- Watson: Mage specializing in divination. New to the shadows
Let me know your thoughts.>>
For Mouse, her AR suddenly turns slow motion. Then several very, very large berries bounce across her view before exploding, sending AR berry goo everywhere. Then her comlink crashes and reboots. She feels the troll's hand, reassuringly resting on her shoulder as the reboot begins. Once her comlink is online again.
<<@Mouse [Papa] You were infected. Someone tapped our teamnet via your comlink. I'm taking you offline for a moment while I upgrade your firewall.>>
Messages cross her view as the upgrade is installed. Moments later, a significantly increased number of tuning options for her firewall is presented in a shiny new interface.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:52 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
<<@Team [Lucky] As far as magic support, we're gonna need two very important skills. Tracking astally, and defending against this Wilt of Shadow Team Six. Watson seems perfect for the first role, and Torch for the second. Me, I'd go with Torch, as surviving an encounter with a hostile mage seems the smarter move. Plus he's not a rookie. Any opinions?>>
Lucky
<<@Team [Lucky] As far as magic support, we're gonna need two very important skills. Tracking astally, and defending against this Wilt of Shadow Team Six. Watson seems perfect for the first role, and Torch for the second. Me, I'd go with Torch, as surviving an encounter with a hostile mage seems the smarter move. Plus he's not a rookie. Any opinions?>>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:52 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Aeryn nods to the woman.
"Thank you! We will get your Mr. Simpson and his family out."
<< @Team [Aeryn] Yeah, Torch gets my vote as well. Close call between him and the Cat Shaman, but since this is likely an assignment where we will see combat, that guy sounds like he will be up for it. Besides, I don't know how well Mouse would get along with the Cat.
>>
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Aeryn nods to the woman.
"Thank you! We will get your Mr. Simpson and his family out."
<< @Team [Aeryn] Yeah, Torch gets my vote as well. Close call between him and the Cat Shaman, but since this is likely an assignment where we will see combat, that guy sounds like he will be up for it. Besides, I don't know how well Mouse would get along with the Cat.
>>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:55 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
The SK team retreats to their helo and takes to the sky. As it clears the Mall, several random gunshots can be heard; no doubt street hunters of the Puyallups trying to bag the great iron bird.
<<@Team [Papa] Torch is here and on the other side of the Mall. Kilroy connected us. The mage is inbound.>>
As the helo disappears, the noises of life begin to return. The quiet was not really noticeable until it was gradually broken by people begins to move again, vehicles starting and driving, conversations & arguments ramping up.
As the team moves back from the open parking lot towards the Mall, a motorbike races around the corner of the Mall, heading straight for the team. AR tagging (assuredly by Papa) shows it to be Torch.
The bike slows as the rider approaches and dismounts, effectively jumping from, the off-road bike. The bike rolls in to a stop, gyro-stabilization keeping it upright.
Torch is wearing a black armored riding suit, with a black leather (or faux-leather) trench coat, open, tails trails like some action figures cape during the dismount. Removing a black, full face riding helmet, her long, bright-red hair spills down in a single pony tail past where her right breast is sure hidden under the armor. Her pale face is splotched with freckles that hint at youth and fire, while crows feet on the edges of her eyes betray maturity. The hardness of her eyes coupled with the long scar from below her left eye to the mid point of her cheek leave the beholder with a sense of strength and danger from the woman. The pair of heavy pistols, one to a hip and the smg across her chest only add to the picture.
She steps up to the team, looking at no one in particular and says in a gruff, hard voice that further betrays a hard life, "I'm Torch." Her gaze settles on Aeryn, "You're Papa?"
The SK team retreats to their helo and takes to the sky. As it clears the Mall, several random gunshots can be heard; no doubt street hunters of the Puyallups trying to bag the great iron bird.
<<@Team [Papa] Torch is here and on the other side of the Mall. Kilroy connected us. The mage is inbound.>>
As the helo disappears, the noises of life begin to return. The quiet was not really noticeable until it was gradually broken by people begins to move again, vehicles starting and driving, conversations & arguments ramping up.
As the team moves back from the open parking lot towards the Mall, a motorbike races around the corner of the Mall, heading straight for the team. AR tagging (assuredly by Papa) shows it to be Torch.
The bike slows as the rider approaches and dismounts, effectively jumping from, the off-road bike. The bike rolls in to a stop, gyro-stabilization keeping it upright.
Torch is wearing a black armored riding suit, with a black leather (or faux-leather) trench coat, open, tails trails like some action figures cape during the dismount. Removing a black, full face riding helmet, her long, bright-red hair spills down in a single pony tail past where her right breast is sure hidden under the armor. Her pale face is splotched with freckles that hint at youth and fire, while crows feet on the edges of her eyes betray maturity. The hardness of her eyes coupled with the long scar from below her left eye to the mid point of her cheek leave the beholder with a sense of strength and danger from the woman. The pair of heavy pistols, one to a hip and the smg across her chest only add to the picture.
She steps up to the team, looking at no one in particular and says in a gruff, hard voice that further betrays a hard life, "I'm Torch." Her gaze settles on Aeryn, "You're Papa?"
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:55 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
Keeping his face averted, Lucky makes a small "towards Papa" motion with his head. Surely his beard is hiding the grin on his face. Surely.
Lucky
Keeping his face averted, Lucky makes a small "towards Papa" motion with his head. Surely his beard is hiding the grin on his face. Surely.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:55 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Zion
zion watches the icon in his hud then focuses on torch as she rolls up. Looking her up and down noticing a lot of fire power for a spell slinger, zion turns to papa than back towards torch. "well your armed up, can you track mojo? There is a scene up top for us to get started."
Zion
zion watches the icon in his hud then focuses on torch as she rolls up. Looking her up and down noticing a lot of fire power for a spell slinger, zion turns to papa than back towards torch. "well your armed up, can you track mojo? There is a scene up top for us to get started."
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:55 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
"Well, that was fast..." Aeryn says.
"I'm Aeryn. Papa is the big guy over there. These are Mouse, Zion, and Lucky. Nice to meet you!"
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
"Well, that was fast..." Aeryn says.
"I'm Aeryn. Papa is the big guy over there. These are Mouse, Zion, and Lucky. Nice to meet you!"
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:55 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
After the brief introductions, Lucky steps forward. It's obvious to those that know him that this takes a large effort on his part - a short year ago would've seen Lucky hanging back, afraid of being noticed. Now, he has an air of authority. Whether it's from his former life as a cop, his current life as a (successful) shadowrunner, or something else entirely...there's no way to be sure. The only flaw in the moment is the slight tremor that's visible as Lucky comes to the forefront. It seems he still isn't as sure of himself as he could be.
Nice to meet you, err, Torch. I'm not trying to push you, we're lucky to have you now but we have a situation that needs to be looked at as soon as possible, if it's still possible at all. Astral signatures fade fast, and the longer we stand here talking the less likely it is you can find something useful on the astral. What kind of arrangement do you expect from us, or has that all been taken care of through Kilroy? Let's get that squared away so that we can all get to work tracking down our missing persons.
Lucky seems to just now realize what a long speech he's just made, and he ducks his head a moment out of embarrassment before turning and facing Torch with a slight smile on his face.
Lucky
After the brief introductions, Lucky steps forward. It's obvious to those that know him that this takes a large effort on his part - a short year ago would've seen Lucky hanging back, afraid of being noticed. Now, he has an air of authority. Whether it's from his former life as a cop, his current life as a (successful) shadowrunner, or something else entirely...there's no way to be sure. The only flaw in the moment is the slight tremor that's visible as Lucky comes to the forefront. It seems he still isn't as sure of himself as he could be.
Nice to meet you, err, Torch. I'm not trying to push you, we're lucky to have you now but we have a situation that needs to be looked at as soon as possible, if it's still possible at all. Astral signatures fade fast, and the longer we stand here talking the less likely it is you can find something useful on the astral. What kind of arrangement do you expect from us, or has that all been taken care of through Kilroy? Let's get that squared away so that we can all get to work tracking down our missing persons.
Lucky seems to just now realize what a long speech he's just made, and he ducks his head a moment out of embarrassment before turning and facing Torch with a slight smile on his face.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:56 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Torch looks from to another, momentarily blushing at her mistake, but quickly regaining composure. She nods to Zion, and each of the teammates as Aeryn introduces them, then replies to Aeryn, "I assume I got this job because I happened to be at the Mall." Her eyebrows furrow for a moment as that sinks in.
She turns he attention to Lucky, "Kilroy said the team is assembled and needs someone with my skill set. He did not negotiate terms, stating instead they had already been negotiated. I assume the drama with the helicopter was part of those negotiations?" She takes a breath, but doesn't really wait for a rebuttal. "Given I also assume this is tied to the explosion in the Mall and, as you said, time is short, I'm in for whatever this is... Cut me in for a fare share and we can work out the details when we get a chance to. So ka?"
Torch looks from to another, momentarily blushing at her mistake, but quickly regaining composure. She nods to Zion, and each of the teammates as Aeryn introduces them, then replies to Aeryn, "I assume I got this job because I happened to be at the Mall." Her eyebrows furrow for a moment as that sinks in.
She turns he attention to Lucky, "Kilroy said the team is assembled and needs someone with my skill set. He did not negotiate terms, stating instead they had already been negotiated. I assume the drama with the helicopter was part of those negotiations?" She takes a breath, but doesn't really wait for a rebuttal. "Given I also assume this is tied to the explosion in the Mall and, as you said, time is short, I'm in for whatever this is... Cut me in for a fare share and we can work out the details when we get a chance to. So ka?"
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:56 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
"Actually, we didn't know you were right here," Aeryn replies.
"A quick rundown on your talents was the deciding factor, because this is very likely requiring combat expertise. And it sounded like you got that covered."
"You will get a fair share, of course. We negotiated for one hundred thousand nuyen for the whole thing. Got twenty in advance."
"Our job is to retrieve a missing employee... vice council member Simpson, and his wife and daughter. Alive and well. Within two days tops. Simpson was here when the Mall was attacked, meeting with another runner team, calling themselves Shadow Team Six. We do not know, whether he went willingly or unwillingly, but it is clear he has left with them. We got a couple more details, and can fill you in on those, but I think you should first take a look into that room, as Lucky mentioned."
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
"Actually, we didn't know you were right here," Aeryn replies.
"A quick rundown on your talents was the deciding factor, because this is very likely requiring combat expertise. And it sounded like you got that covered."
"You will get a fair share, of course. We negotiated for one hundred thousand nuyen for the whole thing. Got twenty in advance."
"Our job is to retrieve a missing employee... vice council member Simpson, and his wife and daughter. Alive and well. Within two days tops. Simpson was here when the Mall was attacked, meeting with another runner team, calling themselves Shadow Team Six. We do not know, whether he went willingly or unwillingly, but it is clear he has left with them. We got a couple more details, and can fill you in on those, but I think you should first take a look into that room, as Lucky mentioned."
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:56 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
A hint of a smile creases her lips before being suppressed. "I'll assume that Kilroy only forwarded my resume based upon my being here and leave it at that. Whichever, fortune smiled on me today. Let's head to that room then."
A hint of a smile creases her lips before being suppressed. "I'll assume that Kilroy only forwarded my resume based upon my being here and leave it at that. Whichever, fortune smiled on me today. Let's head to that room then."
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:56 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
The ex-cop follows along after the others, hanging back to have a word with Mouse.
"Keep an eye on things, would you? We might be too focused on looking for evidence that we miss other important elements."
With that said Lucky strides to the front, joining the group as everybody heads back to The Office.
Lucky
The ex-cop follows along after the others, hanging back to have a word with Mouse.
"Keep an eye on things, would you? We might be too focused on looking for evidence that we miss other important elements."
With that said Lucky strides to the front, joining the group as everybody heads back to The Office.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:56 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Mouse
"Keep an eye on things, would you? We might be too focused on looking for evidence that we miss other important elements."
"Err, sure..." Mouse replies to the departing runner...not that she'd intended to do anything less! This still felt out of her depth, although she'd be damned before letting this lot know that, and all her senses were on a hightened state. She'd probably pay for it when the adrenalin wore off but that didn't seem to be likely any time soon. She just wished she'd packed her Dad's SMG this evening...the witch was toting more than she was!
Mouse
"Keep an eye on things, would you? We might be too focused on looking for evidence that we miss other important elements."
"Err, sure..." Mouse replies to the departing runner...not that she'd intended to do anything less! This still felt out of her depth, although she'd be damned before letting this lot know that, and all her senses were on a hightened state. She'd probably pay for it when the adrenalin wore off but that didn't seem to be likely any time soon. She just wished she'd packed her Dad's SMG this evening...the witch was toting more than she was!
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:56 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
Lucky glanced back at the small runner and noticed her patting unconsciously at her pockets. Probably forgot something at her home in the burbclave.
He remembered what it was like to be young and inexperienced, feeling out of your depth. He'd been a rookie once...
Hey lookee here, we got ourselves a real-life hispy, just like in the trids! Where'd you come from wetback, Tex-ass? Yo quero dinero eh? s-o-c-k-s! Hehehe
The transfer to Seattle following the scandal had been rough on him, even rougher on his marriage. He'd been lucky - if it hadn't been for Danny, welcoming him and showing him the ropes...
Shut it Markowitz! You give my new partner a hard time, means you're giving me a hard time. You don't wanna do that now do you?
The mists of time clouded the ex-cop's mind as tended to happen. Shaking his head like a dog to clear the memories, Lucky tried his hardest to focus on the present. Mouse was new at this, it was obvious. So he'd make an effort to help her, protect her even. Keep her clear of real danger if he could. Protect her... like the daughter they'd never had. Maria would've liked that.
He continued on with the rest of the group into the interior of the Office.
Lucky
Lucky glanced back at the small runner and noticed her patting unconsciously at her pockets. Probably forgot something at her home in the burbclave.
He remembered what it was like to be young and inexperienced, feeling out of your depth. He'd been a rookie once...
Hey lookee here, we got ourselves a real-life hispy, just like in the trids! Where'd you come from wetback, Tex-ass? Yo quero dinero eh? s-o-c-k-s! Hehehe
The transfer to Seattle following the scandal had been rough on him, even rougher on his marriage. He'd been lucky - if it hadn't been for Danny, welcoming him and showing him the ropes...
Shut it Markowitz! You give my new partner a hard time, means you're giving me a hard time. You don't wanna do that now do you?
The mists of time clouded the ex-cop's mind as tended to happen. Shaking his head like a dog to clear the memories, Lucky tried his hardest to focus on the present. Mouse was new at this, it was obvious. So he'd make an effort to help her, protect her even. Keep her clear of real danger if he could. Protect her... like the daughter they'd never had. Maria would've liked that.
He continued on with the rest of the group into the interior of the Office.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:58 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
As the team begins meandering back towards the Mall, Itchy steps out of Papa's shadow to the front, leading the team back towards the office. Zion steps up beside Torch and finds himself falling in step. Papa & Aeryn fall in next while Mouse & Lucky bring up the rear.
<<@Team [Papa] The dwarf, who ID's himself as The Bartender, sent this video over from the bar camera.>>
The first is a human in street clothes and a long coat, Wilt, is tagged. Following him is an ork in an armored jacket with an AK strapped across his back is tagged as Crush. A human female with sandy-blonde hair in a form fitting jumpsuit, tagged as Hips is next; a pair of pistols are holstered on her shapely hips. Bringing up the tail is a human male with obvious cyber arms. He is wearing a large armored coat and has a rucksack on his back. A few moments later, a human male in an expensive suit, but looking harried, walks through the bar, nods apprehensively to Smokey Joe and enters the room; obviously Simpson. Several minutes later, the shit hits the fan.
<<@Team [Papa] Word on the street pegs the team as a team is six. Micky, an elf specializing in disguise and a Zero-One, a dwarven hacker round out the team.>>
Torch slows up as they enter the first floor of the Mall, allowing Aeryn to be engaged in further conversation. She begins to walk through what she knows, identifying holes as they walk. "Simpson is our target. Wife and daughter are also missing. Retrieve them all." She pauses, then continues. "Simpson was last seen with the team, here. Smoke seems to have confused the exit of everyone involved. I assume Papa's details are all we know about the team?"
As the team begins meandering back towards the Mall, Itchy steps out of Papa's shadow to the front, leading the team back towards the office. Zion steps up beside Torch and finds himself falling in step. Papa & Aeryn fall in next while Mouse & Lucky bring up the rear.
<<@Team [Papa] The dwarf, who ID's himself as The Bartender, sent this video over from the bar camera.>>
The first is a human in street clothes and a long coat, Wilt, is tagged. Following him is an ork in an armored jacket with an AK strapped across his back is tagged as Crush. A human female with sandy-blonde hair in a form fitting jumpsuit, tagged as Hips is next; a pair of pistols are holstered on her shapely hips. Bringing up the tail is a human male with obvious cyber arms. He is wearing a large armored coat and has a rucksack on his back. A few moments later, a human male in an expensive suit, but looking harried, walks through the bar, nods apprehensively to Smokey Joe and enters the room; obviously Simpson. Several minutes later, the shit hits the fan.
<<@Team [Papa] Word on the street pegs the team as a team is six. Micky, an elf specializing in disguise and a Zero-One, a dwarven hacker round out the team.>>
Torch slows up as they enter the first floor of the Mall, allowing Aeryn to be engaged in further conversation. She begins to walk through what she knows, identifying holes as they walk. "Simpson is our target. Wife and daughter are also missing. Retrieve them all." She pauses, then continues. "Simpson was last seen with the team, here. Smoke seems to have confused the exit of everyone involved. I assume Papa's details are all we know about the team?"
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:58 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
"We know that the leader, Wilt, is a mage. We suspect that magic was used as part of their escape, lots of sudden winds were reported in the parking lot area. If we're lucky there's enough of an astral signature left for you to pick up on it. Hmmmm, looks like we have tags for 5 of the 6 runners on this Shadow Team Six. What's this last one's name, the one with the cyberarms?"
This last question is asked of no one in particular. Then Lucky turns to the troll.
"One of their team's a hacker. Papa, is there any way you can check this vid footage to see if it's been altered? And also see if you can dig up an intel on these members of the runner team. I'll contact my guys at LoneStar to see if they can be any help too."
<<@LS_Records[Hugo Sanchez] : Hoi chummers. Got some questions about possible low-lifes. You have any files on some runners belonging to a team called Shadow Team Six, some handles are Wilt, Crush, Hips, Micky, Zero-One. Thanks>>
Lucky
"We know that the leader, Wilt, is a mage. We suspect that magic was used as part of their escape, lots of sudden winds were reported in the parking lot area. If we're lucky there's enough of an astral signature left for you to pick up on it. Hmmmm, looks like we have tags for 5 of the 6 runners on this Shadow Team Six. What's this last one's name, the one with the cyberarms?"
This last question is asked of no one in particular. Then Lucky turns to the troll.
"One of their team's a hacker. Papa, is there any way you can check this vid footage to see if it's been altered? And also see if you can dig up an intel on these members of the runner team. I'll contact my guys at LoneStar to see if they can be any help too."
<<@LS_Records[Hugo Sanchez] : Hoi chummers. Got some questions about possible low-lifes. You have any files on some runners belonging to a team called Shadow Team Six, some handles are Wilt, Crush, Hips, Micky, Zero-One. Thanks>>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@00:58 Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
"Not bad. Those are quite a few leads we got there, and should definitely help finding them," Aeryn says.
"If we can find just one of them, we will be half there already."
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
"Not bad. Those are quite a few leads we got there, and should definitely help finding them," Aeryn says.
"If we can find just one of them, we will be half there already."
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:01 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
The Mall is completely vacated as the team make their way through, back to the second floor and the Office. Torch moves into room, stepping around the damaged area of the floor at the entrance. She walks in slowly, visually scanning, but her gaze has a far away look, as if looking through the floor.
<<@Hugo Sanchez [LS_Records] Shadowrunning Division lists Shadow Team Six as an active team suspected as being based in Seattle, possibly Tacoma. Sixth member is rumored to use the handle of Smack. Last suspected activity was trespassing 8 days ago in the Snohomish offices of Geiger Inc. No police report was filed, however.>>
<<@Team [Papa] Bar video looks unaltered. Search frame running on the team members.>>
The Mall is completely vacated as the team make their way through, back to the second floor and the Office. Torch moves into room, stepping around the damaged area of the floor at the entrance. She walks in slowly, visually scanning, but her gaze has a far away look, as if looking through the floor.
<<@Hugo Sanchez [LS_Records] Shadowrunning Division lists Shadow Team Six as an active team suspected as being based in Seattle, possibly Tacoma. Sixth member is rumored to use the handle of Smack. Last suspected activity was trespassing 8 days ago in the Snohomish offices of Geiger Inc. No police report was filed, however.>>
<<@Team [Papa] Bar video looks unaltered. Search frame running on the team members.>>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:01 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
Lucky shared the intel with the rest of the team via the teamnet. Hoping that maybe the records dept could find something more specific, he sent them a quick response.
<<@LS_Records[Hugo Sanchez] : Much appreciated. Any further intel on this group you might receive in the future would be great too.>>
He'd seen mages do their thing before, and he knew how to help. Helping meant not getting in their way, and making sure others didn't either. As he made sure to give Torch room to work he felt that familiar twinge, knowing that magic was being done and he wasn't able to be a part of it. It still hurt, after all these years. Working so hard and finding that it was all for nothing - no matter how hard you worked, no matter how much you wanted it...if you didn't have it, you just didn't have it. He was lucky to be alive, sure. But not as alive as he wanted to be.
More alive than me chummer!
"What?"
Lucky
Lucky shared the intel with the rest of the team via the teamnet. Hoping that maybe the records dept could find something more specific, he sent them a quick response.
<<@LS_Records[Hugo Sanchez] : Much appreciated. Any further intel on this group you might receive in the future would be great too.>>
He'd seen mages do their thing before, and he knew how to help. Helping meant not getting in their way, and making sure others didn't either. As he made sure to give Torch room to work he felt that familiar twinge, knowing that magic was being done and he wasn't able to be a part of it. It still hurt, after all these years. Working so hard and finding that it was all for nothing - no matter how hard you worked, no matter how much you wanted it...if you didn't have it, you just didn't have it. He was lucky to be alive, sure. But not as alive as he wanted to be.
More alive than me chummer!
"What?"
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:01 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
<<@Team[Lucky] : Papa, what can you give me on this Geiger Inc. corp? Any indication why this other runner team would be nosing around there?>>
Lucky still warily watches Torch out of the corner of his eye, not daring to speak and possibly break any concentration going on.
Lucky
<<@Team[Lucky] : Papa, what can you give me on this Geiger Inc. corp? Any indication why this other runner team would be nosing around there?>>
Lucky still warily watches Torch out of the corner of his eye, not daring to speak and possibly break any concentration going on.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:01 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Torch stops at the damaged entrance way. Looking at the bloody floor she says, "The recent violence is distorting astral space. It is affecting my magic and obscuring my third eye. I do see a number of healing magics were used here." Turning the the team she adds, "I assume triage and first aid was performed here?" Without waiting for an answer, she continues through the bar. The meeting room draws her attention without needing prompting. Stopping at the door she kneels and says, "There was a ward here. The signature is faint and the marking are on the sill."
Stepping into the room, "More magic occurred in here." Standing on the table she looks up through the roof. "Magic made this hole. Perhaps an acid spell or some sort of spirit?"
<<@Hugo Sanchez [LS_Records] Hugo, Daniel was my training officer so this one is for him. Wilt is believed to be one Jason Tanners, former Officer in the UCAS Air Force, Military Intelligence. Flagged as a watch. Crush is member of Forever Tacoma. No data on the team member known as Hips. Smack is believed to have been a member of Ares Security Forces; specific data about him was corrupted in the Lone Star mainframe. We did not have Micky, nor Zero-One in our records as being members of Shadow Team Six. We do know that Zero-One is rumored to be a dwarf. No images on file.>>
<<@Team [Papa] Geiger Inc is a Seattle based company that specializes in geological surveys. The Snohomish office appears to focus on Corporate Asset Control; buying, selling, leasing, maintaining, logistics... that type of thing. I'm not finding any details about the result of their run on the message boards.>>
Torch stops at the damaged entrance way. Looking at the bloody floor she says, "The recent violence is distorting astral space. It is affecting my magic and obscuring my third eye. I do see a number of healing magics were used here." Turning the the team she adds, "I assume triage and first aid was performed here?" Without waiting for an answer, she continues through the bar. The meeting room draws her attention without needing prompting. Stopping at the door she kneels and says, "There was a ward here. The signature is faint and the marking are on the sill."
Stepping into the room, "More magic occurred in here." Standing on the table she looks up through the roof. "Magic made this hole. Perhaps an acid spell or some sort of spirit?"
<<@Hugo Sanchez [LS_Records] Hugo, Daniel was my training officer so this one is for him. Wilt is believed to be one Jason Tanners, former Officer in the UCAS Air Force, Military Intelligence. Flagged as a watch. Crush is member of Forever Tacoma. No data on the team member known as Hips. Smack is believed to have been a member of Ares Security Forces; specific data about him was corrupted in the Lone Star mainframe. We did not have Micky, nor Zero-One in our records as being members of Shadow Team Six. We do know that Zero-One is rumored to be a dwarf. No images on file.>>
<<@Team [Papa] Geiger Inc is a Seattle based company that specializes in geological surveys. The Snohomish office appears to focus on Corporate Asset Control; buying, selling, leasing, maintaining, logistics... that type of thing. I'm not finding any details about the result of their run on the message boards.>>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:02 Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
<< @Papa [Aeryn] Do we have any more information from your search frame, yet? >>
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
<< @Papa [Aeryn] Do we have any more information from your search frame, yet? >>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:02 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
<<@LS_Records[Hugo Sanchez] : Danny says thanks back at you. We appreciate the assist.>>
The additional intel is also shared with the team via the teamnet. This data, while much appreciated, is troubling - these guys were definitely pros, with the kind of backgrounds that meant a world of trouble. The ex-cop knew his team would have their hands full.
Lucky has a hard time keeping the excitement from his voice as he asks Torch "So can you track the astral signature? Assuming there's only the one..."
Lucky
<<@LS_Records[Hugo Sanchez] : Danny says thanks back at you. We appreciate the assist.>>
The additional intel is also shared with the team via the teamnet. This data, while much appreciated, is troubling - these guys were definitely pros, with the kind of backgrounds that meant a world of trouble. The ex-cop knew his team would have their hands full.
Lucky has a hard time keeping the excitement from his voice as he asks Torch "So can you track the astral signature? Assuming there's only the one..."
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:02 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Mouse
As the information poured through Mouse's 'link she seriously began to question what the hell she was doing here! Pro runners, military experts, she didn't have any real illusions that she was just a small step above the street rats, hardly a match for these guys...but then everyone has to start somewhere right? And the other members of her new team seemed to know what they were about, hopefully she'd live long enough, with their help, to pick up the pay cheque at the end of all this...
Mouse
As the information poured through Mouse's 'link she seriously began to question what the hell she was doing here! Pro runners, military experts, she didn't have any real illusions that she was just a small step above the street rats, hardly a match for these guys...but then everyone has to start somewhere right? And the other members of her new team seemed to know what they were about, hopefully she'd live long enough, with their help, to pick up the pay cheque at the end of all this...
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:02 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
Pieces aren't quite falling into place just yet, but a vague pattern is at least emerging. Lucky subscribes the wireless datachip to go over the data, paying special attention to Simpson's bio.
Lucky
QUOTE (Corp woman)
The exact content of those negotiations are classified, but involve some purchases of land in Seattle. I have a theory that his extraction is linked to that, but the party involved is anyone's guess at this moment."
QUOTE (Papa)
<<@Team [Papa] Geiger Inc is a Seattle based company that specializes in geological surveys. The Snohomish office appears to focus on Corporate Asset Control; buying, selling, leasing, maintaining, logistics...>>
Pieces aren't quite falling into place just yet, but a vague pattern is at least emerging. Lucky subscribes the wireless datachip to go over the data, paying special attention to Simpson's bio.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:02 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
<<@Team [Papa] Pulled this off a Me-Feed:>>
Streaming video begins: A couple of guys in street clothes can be see facing the source of the video recording. There is a boom and the duo, as well as the crowd of people can be seen to duck in response. The back drop appears to be somewhere on the first floor of the Mall. The first looks to the camera, "What the hell was that?"
A voice off-camera can be heard to say, "I think its a raid!"
Yelling and shouting grows from the crowd and there is a wave moving forward. The trio follow the crowd, the first speaker disappearing from sight.
There is a fast forward of the video. Elapsed time shows 108 seconds passed since the explosion.
As the cameraman and his buddy come in sight of one of the exits, the cameraman glances around, catching sight of the crowd from the second floor coming down the stairs, merging with the others exiting the Mall.
The video freezes and zooms in.
Smack can be clearly seen with a body over each shoulder. It appears to be Wilt on his right and Crush on his left.
The video remained zoomed but continues as the photographer begins turning away to look back towards the door. As Smack barrels forward, Hips' head can barely be seen. She is being pulled along by the street sam; a large purple bruise now adorns her face.
<<@Team [Papa] This was unexpected...>
<<@Team [Papa] Pulled this off a Me-Feed:>>
Streaming video begins: A couple of guys in street clothes can be see facing the source of the video recording. There is a boom and the duo, as well as the crowd of people can be seen to duck in response. The back drop appears to be somewhere on the first floor of the Mall. The first looks to the camera, "What the hell was that?"
A voice off-camera can be heard to say, "I think its a raid!"
Yelling and shouting grows from the crowd and there is a wave moving forward. The trio follow the crowd, the first speaker disappearing from sight.
There is a fast forward of the video. Elapsed time shows 108 seconds passed since the explosion.
As the cameraman and his buddy come in sight of one of the exits, the cameraman glances around, catching sight of the crowd from the second floor coming down the stairs, merging with the others exiting the Mall.
The video freezes and zooms in.
Smack can be clearly seen with a body over each shoulder. It appears to be Wilt on his right and Crush on his left.
The video remained zoomed but continues as the photographer begins turning away to look back towards the door. As Smack barrels forward, Hips' head can barely be seen. She is being pulled along by the street sam; a large purple bruise now adorns her face.
<<@Team [Papa] This was unexpected...>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:02 Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Looking at the video, Aeryn wonders what else they had been missing so far. It looks like there was a third party involved in the attack. Someone they did not know anything about, yet.
<< @Team [Aeryn] Agreed. So, what does this mean? The team is not part of this and was attacked as well? All the more reason to find them, though with a different intent. We should talk to them, if possible. >>
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Looking at the video, Aeryn wonders what else they had been missing so far. It looks like there was a third party involved in the attack. Someone they did not know anything about, yet.
<< @Team [Aeryn] Agreed. So, what does this mean? The team is not part of this and was attacked as well? All the more reason to find them, though with a different intent. We should talk to them, if possible. >>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:02 Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Zion
zion looks and focuses on on the zoomed in portion. if three of his mates were out they would need healing fast especially if hips face was bruised so badly that could mean a concussion or worse and severe head trauma. it was hard to get a proper diagnosis just from a video feed, how ever they were severely wounded and if they were as good as the streets and rumours said they would have some kind of magical healing support available to them, how ever they would still need time to do it and not much time had passed. <@team[Zion]"those are some severe wounds. chances are if they didnt have proper medical equipment readily available they probably had some kind of magical healing if any near by can you mojo slingers search around for that and maybe trace the residual of that if any plus if there are any good street docs around we might want to pay quick visits about weather or not they have had a female with severe facial brusing or concussion treatment and the other two would be unconsious. just from the video its hard to get a good read on what thier wounds would be but just from the video thats all i can tell so far, if big man was carrying all three of them not enough time has passed for proper treatment to have been done for either of the three. as we didnt see the other two members i can say they would probably have atleast some magical and matrix support.as for mr simpson i am sure they wont exaclty be willing to part with the man if they know where he is but might be willing to give us a little more details on the team that hit them and maybe help us catch them and exact a little revenge.">
zion puts out a feeler to his old delila simmons from teletrian industries about Geiger Inc <@delila[zion]"hey sweet heart long time no see thought i would reach out for a little help. in exchange maybe we can have another wild night on the town sometime soon, my treat. what do you know about Geiger Inc and what they are into, recently they were hit by a shadowrun team. any details would be fantastic.?">
Zion
zion looks and focuses on on the zoomed in portion. if three of his mates were out they would need healing fast especially if hips face was bruised so badly that could mean a concussion or worse and severe head trauma. it was hard to get a proper diagnosis just from a video feed, how ever they were severely wounded and if they were as good as the streets and rumours said they would have some kind of magical healing support available to them, how ever they would still need time to do it and not much time had passed. <@team[Zion]"those are some severe wounds. chances are if they didnt have proper medical equipment readily available they probably had some kind of magical healing if any near by can you mojo slingers search around for that and maybe trace the residual of that if any plus if there are any good street docs around we might want to pay quick visits about weather or not they have had a female with severe facial brusing or concussion treatment and the other two would be unconsious. just from the video its hard to get a good read on what thier wounds would be but just from the video thats all i can tell so far, if big man was carrying all three of them not enough time has passed for proper treatment to have been done for either of the three. as we didnt see the other two members i can say they would probably have atleast some magical and matrix support.as for mr simpson i am sure they wont exaclty be willing to part with the man if they know where he is but might be willing to give us a little more details on the team that hit them and maybe help us catch them and exact a little revenge.">
zion puts out a feeler to his old delila simmons from teletrian industries about Geiger Inc <@delila[zion]"hey sweet heart long time no see thought i would reach out for a little help. in exchange maybe we can have another wild night on the town sometime soon, my treat. what do you know about Geiger Inc and what they are into, recently they were hit by a shadowrun team. any details would be fantastic.?">
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:04 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Torch, seemingly done looking around reviews the footage and listens to the team's subsequent dialog. She then steps off to the side as it continues.
<<@Gabe [Delila] OMG! I've been hoping you would call! Geiger? Let me see.... Site certification. It even appears we used them to certify the land where we built our last lab. Shadowrun? We did get a confidential security alert from them afterwards. Their site survey records were compromised for all recent surveys in Seattle. Say... Why don't you come over right now? I'll unlock the door for you.>>
<<@Team [Torch] On a whim, I reached out to my street doc contact since he's local. He wasn't very forthcoming and he's currently engaged. I pressed him and he owned up that he was contacted by a team looking for both magic and mundane he^$#T@B$% WY%N*I EJDTYTBIJCJNF--------------->>
<<@Team [Papa] Hold on. Her comlink just got hammered.... >>
The troll raises a finger in a *hold one* motion as he drops to his knees, then rolls to his side.
<<@Team [Papa] Gonna take a sec. >>
Several more seconds pass. In AR, raspberries, blue berries, & goose berries fly splattering all over. A jedi knight flies through the area at a nearly incomprehensible speed, his purple light saber deflecting off Papa Smurf's red hat as the tail of it whips around defensively while said smurf is throwing the previously mentioned berries at a blistering pace from a straw basket resting from his left arm. As the berries begin to coat the robes of the jedi, he suddenly stops, looking to the berry juice with alarm before streaking off into the matrix.
Papa sits up, an ear to ear smile in place. "He should have known better. Let's go." The troll jumps to his feet and races towards the door.
<<@Team [Papa] I got a track in place, but we gotta hustle.>>
Torch, seemingly done looking around reviews the footage and listens to the team's subsequent dialog. She then steps off to the side as it continues.
<<@Gabe [Delila] OMG! I've been hoping you would call! Geiger? Let me see.... Site certification. It even appears we used them to certify the land where we built our last lab. Shadowrun? We did get a confidential security alert from them afterwards. Their site survey records were compromised for all recent surveys in Seattle. Say... Why don't you come over right now? I'll unlock the door for you.>>
<<@Team [Torch] On a whim, I reached out to my street doc contact since he's local. He wasn't very forthcoming and he's currently engaged. I pressed him and he owned up that he was contacted by a team looking for both magic and mundane he^$#T@B$% WY%N*I EJDTYTBIJCJNF--------------->>
<<@Team [Papa] Hold on. Her comlink just got hammered.... >>
The troll raises a finger in a *hold one* motion as he drops to his knees, then rolls to his side.
<<@Team [Papa] Gonna take a sec. >>
Several more seconds pass. In AR, raspberries, blue berries, & goose berries fly splattering all over. A jedi knight flies through the area at a nearly incomprehensible speed, his purple light saber deflecting off Papa Smurf's red hat as the tail of it whips around defensively while said smurf is throwing the previously mentioned berries at a blistering pace from a straw basket resting from his left arm. As the berries begin to coat the robes of the jedi, he suddenly stops, looking to the berry juice with alarm before streaking off into the matrix.
Papa sits up, an ear to ear smile in place. "He should have known better. Let's go." The troll jumps to his feet and races towards the door.
<<@Team [Papa] I got a track in place, but we gotta hustle.>>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:04 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
<<@Team[Lucky] : Right behind you Papa. If Wilt was being carried out, seemingly injured, then we may have another mage in play that was on the roof and caused those winds. I agree with Aeryn, if we can get contact with Shadow Team Six that would be a big step. Now if this trace gets lucky...>>
The ex-cop follows Papa to the door, nodding at Mouse as he passed her out-of-the-way spot she had placed herself in. Things get hot, drek hits the fan, you get behind me ok?
Lucky
<<@Team[Lucky] : Right behind you Papa. If Wilt was being carried out, seemingly injured, then we may have another mage in play that was on the roof and caused those winds. I agree with Aeryn, if we can get contact with Shadow Team Six that would be a big step. Now if this trace gets lucky...>>
The ex-cop follows Papa to the door, nodding at Mouse as he passed her out-of-the-way spot she had placed herself in. Things get hot, drek hits the fan, you get behind me ok?
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:04 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Mouse
"Sure, I'm right behind you...let's go talk to some runners!"
Mouse
"Sure, I'm right behind you...let's go talk to some runners!"
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:04 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Zion
Zion Tom up step a few paces behind the others quickly matching pace speaking a loud in case the other coms had been hacked. "Lucky and I take point when we get there magical support summon what you can to look for those guys and suppress thier magic support fast papa concentrate on your thing, seeing you two go at it I'm sure that will be enough for you to handle, remember we need to just ask a few questions not take these guys it."
<@deliala[zion]"depending on when I get done here I will take you up on the offer, I'll let you know when im on my way> zion knew he wouldn't make it tonight but it was much easier to ask forgiveness than permission to pass up another crazy night. Work was needing to be done and this was the first break they would have had. He forwards the information from deliala to the rest of the team about the data being compromised. They had got lucky with torches local street doc getting a hit they couldn't let this get away from them.
Zion
Zion Tom up step a few paces behind the others quickly matching pace speaking a loud in case the other coms had been hacked. "Lucky and I take point when we get there magical support summon what you can to look for those guys and suppress thier magic support fast papa concentrate on your thing, seeing you two go at it I'm sure that will be enough for you to handle, remember we need to just ask a few questions not take these guys it."
<@deliala[zion]"depending on when I get done here I will take you up on the offer, I'll let you know when im on my way> zion knew he wouldn't make it tonight but it was much easier to ask forgiveness than permission to pass up another crazy night. Work was needing to be done and this was the first break they would have had. He forwards the information from deliala to the rest of the team about the data being compromised. They had got lucky with torches local street doc getting a hit they couldn't let this get away from them.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:05 Mall Office, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
The team exits the Mall, following the troll thundering towards the exit. Outside, an old, beat up sedan has pulled up and the troll jumps inside. Nearby, Torch's growler is cautiously approaching as is Aeryn's Comet. Zion had ridden in with Fly-Boys and Lucky had bummed a ride with some of the Chosen while Mouse' bike is on the other side of the Mall...
The team exits the Mall, following the troll thundering towards the exit. Outside, an old, beat up sedan has pulled up and the troll jumps inside. Nearby, Torch's growler is cautiously approaching as is Aeryn's Comet. Zion had ridden in with Fly-Boys and Lucky had bummed a ride with some of the Chosen while Mouse' bike is on the other side of the Mall...
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:05 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
Just like old times, eh Danny? Lucky steps up to the passenger-side door of Aeryn's car. He chuckles. Follow that car! as he points to Papa's vehicle with a huge grin on his face.
<<@Team [Lucky]: Like Zion said - anything goes down, let me and him take point. Torch helps us deal with magical threats, the rest cover our flanks. And be ready to cover Papa if he has to lie down for awhile. But let's play this cool, and try not to let it get to the point where we have to get violent.>>
Lucky
Just like old times, eh Danny? Lucky steps up to the passenger-side door of Aeryn's car. He chuckles. Follow that car! as he points to Papa's vehicle with a huge grin on his face.
<<@Team [Lucky]: Like Zion said - anything goes down, let me and him take point. Torch helps us deal with magical threats, the rest cover our flanks. And be ready to cover Papa if he has to lie down for awhile. But let's play this cool, and try not to let it get to the point where we have to get violent.>>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:05 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Zion=gabriel moore[stealth]
zion nods to lucky than jumps into the back of papa ride. making sure he had all his weapons loaded and ready just in case, he drew his sword and knives after chambering rounds. he would lead with his blades he could aim for non vital's close range and not worry about killing them, he also made sure he had one of his flash grenades he wanted to make sure they didnt kill these guys as thye would know who took thier pay day and maybe a idea of where.
looking around as they head off. <@team[Zion]"papa, how long were they listening in? i want to keep all this as quiet as long as possibel if possible. >
Zion=gabriel moore[stealth]
zion nods to lucky than jumps into the back of papa ride. making sure he had all his weapons loaded and ready just in case, he drew his sword and knives after chambering rounds. he would lead with his blades he could aim for non vital's close range and not worry about killing them, he also made sure he had one of his flash grenades he wanted to make sure they didnt kill these guys as thye would know who took thier pay day and maybe a idea of where.
looking around as they head off. <@team[Zion]"papa, how long were they listening in? i want to keep all this as quiet as long as possibel if possible. >
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:05 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Aeryn nods towards Lucky, the movement seems to take a lot more effort than it should, probably because the elf is jacked into VR to control her car.
"I guess I can handle that. You want to hitch a ride, or are you coming with your friends there?"
<< @Team [Aeryn] Our primary goal should be learning more about the whole thing, well right after keeping our heads on our shoulders, that is. So, let's see what we can find out! Lead the way, Papa! >>
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
Aeryn nods towards Lucky, the movement seems to take a lot more effort than it should, probably because the elf is jacked into VR to control her car.
"I guess I can handle that. You want to hitch a ride, or are you coming with your friends there?"
<< @Team [Aeryn] Our primary goal should be learning more about the whole thing, well right after keeping our heads on our shoulders, that is. So, let's see what we can find out! Lead the way, Papa! >>
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:05 Mall parking lot, Crime Mall, 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
If it's ok with you? is said as Lucky seats himself in the passenger seat of Aeryn's vehicle. Danny can have the back seat. Yeah, just like old times! His eyes have a slightly glazed and far away look.
The look could be the result of him reliving the past, seeing old ghosts and old faces from his past. Or it could also be from him reading the incoming message on his commlink.
<<@Hugo[Kendra]: I guess you're working late again tonight. Cabre was a bad boy and went in the bedroom, I think he's acting out because he misses you. We all do - I'll spend the night here to keep your ma company. Again. Be safe!>> The message slightly confused Lucky, until he remembered he'd asked his (girl?)friend Kendra Jackson to house-sit his dog and, more importantly, keep his mom company while he was away. The burgeoning relationship with Kendra gave Lucky a sense of happiness, mixed in with equal amounts of confusion and shame. She's happy chummer - why you ashamed? I'm glad she's found someone almost as good as me...
Lucky
If it's ok with you? is said as Lucky seats himself in the passenger seat of Aeryn's vehicle. Danny can have the back seat. Yeah, just like old times! His eyes have a slightly glazed and far away look.
The look could be the result of him reliving the past, seeing old ghosts and old faces from his past. Or it could also be from him reading the incoming message on his commlink.
<<@Hugo[Kendra]: I guess you're working late again tonight. Cabre was a bad boy and went in the bedroom, I think he's acting out because he misses you. We all do - I'll spend the night here to keep your ma company. Again. Be safe!>> The message slightly confused Lucky, until he remembered he'd asked his (girl?)friend Kendra Jackson to house-sit his dog and, more importantly, keep his mom company while he was away. The burgeoning relationship with Kendra gave Lucky a sense of happiness, mixed in with equal amounts of confusion and shame. She's happy chummer - why you ashamed? I'm glad she's found someone almost as good as me...
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:10, 43rd Ave SW & S. Meridian, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
The team raced west for several minutes, fighting the clock. Papa led them to the parking lot of a long abandoned office building. As the team pulls into the parking lot, suppressive gun fire lights up from the entrance way. As the vehicles come sliding to a stop, the figure ducks into the building. Out front, an older Nissan JackRabbit is parked as well as a Ford passenger van with tinted windows.
The parking lot has not been maintained in decades and no less than four small trees have made their way through the concrete. All the lower-level windows were long since busted out. The team's vehicles sit at the far corner of the parking lot, about 50m from the entrance.
The team raced west for several minutes, fighting the clock. Papa led them to the parking lot of a long abandoned office building. As the team pulls into the parking lot, suppressive gun fire lights up from the entrance way. As the vehicles come sliding to a stop, the figure ducks into the building. Out front, an older Nissan JackRabbit is parked as well as a Ford passenger van with tinted windows.
The parking lot has not been maintained in decades and no less than four small trees have made their way through the concrete. All the lower-level windows were long since busted out. The team's vehicles sit at the far corner of the parking lot, about 50m from the entrance.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:10, 43rd Ave SW & S. Meridian, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Zion
Zion looks brings up his HUD <@team[zion]" torch if possible can you get your street doc on the line again, papa please monitor the call to make sure no funny business. Assure them we want to talk things out. We know they probably didn't mean to blow them selves up but if they would like a crack at who did it would be in their interests to help us out"> zoom lets his eyes do the searching pulling out one of his notorious frag grenades and his Ingram he was ready to throw the grenade if he needed to take out one of the vehicles to show they meant business. If they wanted a shoot out papa could always rummage through their coms after they were dead he figured.
Zion
Zion looks brings up his HUD <@team[zion]" torch if possible can you get your street doc on the line again, papa please monitor the call to make sure no funny business. Assure them we want to talk things out. We know they probably didn't mean to blow them selves up but if they would like a crack at who did it would be in their interests to help us out"> zoom lets his eyes do the searching pulling out one of his notorious frag grenades and his Ingram he was ready to throw the grenade if he needed to take out one of the vehicles to show they meant business. If they wanted a shoot out papa could always rummage through their coms after they were dead he figured.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:10, 43rd Ave SW & S. Meridian, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Lucky
Hearing the suppressive gunfire caused Lucky to flinch and draw his Ares Predator, exiting the vehicle at a crouch and motioning for Aeryn to stay put for a moment. He takes up a covered position behind Aeryn's car, adopting a pose that every cop-trid would be proud of.
<<@Team[Lucky]: We can't wait too long. Torch if you can't get through right away, we're going to need to make contact directly. And that gunfire meant we're going to need to do some fast talking if we don't want more of the same.
Lucky
Hearing the suppressive gunfire caused Lucky to flinch and draw his Ares Predator, exiting the vehicle at a crouch and motioning for Aeryn to stay put for a moment. He takes up a covered position behind Aeryn's car, adopting a pose that every cop-trid would be proud of.
<<@Team[Lucky]: We can't wait too long. Torch if you can't get through right away, we're going to need to make contact directly. And that gunfire meant we're going to need to do some fast talking if we don't want more of the same.
Saturday, March 28th, 2071@01:10, 43rd Ave SW & S. Meridian, Puyallup Barrens, Seattle Metroplex
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
<< @Team [Aeryn] Soo... the guy who hacked into Torch's 'link is part of that shadow team?
We cannot linger too long, that's for sure, and we really need to make them aware, that we are not the enemy. Anyone got a white flag handy? >>
Aeryn; PAN = passive [Skinlink, Datajack]; SIN = Selina Seymore
<< @Team [Aeryn] Soo... the guy who hacked into Torch's 'link is part of that shadow team?
We cannot linger too long, that's for sure, and we really need to make them aware, that we are not the enemy. Anyone got a white flag handy? >>
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