Shirely "Trix" McLand, Fixer(Level 2)
*Apperance: A pretty older woman in her later thirties with dark blonde hair, she dresses in whatever street clothes that pleases too and still posesse some of her athletic build from her times running in the streets and the shadows.
*How you met: Trix was a fellow street walker like Dawn that took the woman under her wings after she was 'recruited'. Like Dawn she was free from the biz after their pimp got taken out of the business permanently. Though she took on and learn the trade of setting up jobs for shadowrunners and Johnsons in the seattle underground.
*The basis for your continued relationship: Trix considers Dawn a friend and helps the growing Face with jobs to build her reputation and experince.
*Sphere of Influence: Seattle shadowrunners underground and criminal spheres.
*Area of Operation: A small two story building where just outside the Barrans thats well secure and keeps the gear she orders for runners and meets with those that she trusts. Which are far and few.
*Pesronality: Trix is street tough and takes no bullshit from anybody, rather shadowrunners, gangers, or organized crime. She works hard to get good talent togther and expect that talent to owe up to the standard she sets for them. She's still connected with the sex trade, but mostly to protect the girls from predaters and rivalry criminal organizations moving in on each others turf.

You are contacted by John around 1830

“Hey, Bobby boy! Listen, I got a job, last minute kinda deal. Nothing fancy. A little bodyguard work. More like babysittin actually, safe house is set up and, to sweeten the pot, the Johnson will throw in real, Arco-grown, food for the duration. He’s payin’ at the high end of scale too. Whadda ya say? His name is Tamburo, Ambrosi Tamburo and he’ll be at DeClerry’s on 15th Avenue and 38th Street NE at 10pm. Listen, the guy‘s connected so show some respect, you hear? Let me know when you‘re back, later chummer.”

Fat Charlie contacts you around 1900.

In sloppy Sperethiel “Ah tanna U laestho fuatha … Oh, sorry old boy I forgot to whom I was speaking. An acquaintance of mine, solid fellow, contacted me about a job. Naturally, I thought of you. Do be a chap and be on time, he’s a rather sensitive fellow. DeClerry’s, 15th Ave. and 38th St. Seems he’s looking for some bodyguards for a couple of days. The compensation is rather generous as well. Ask for Tamburo at the bar. Take care of yourself, I have need of you when you are done.”

Shirley contacts you at 1900.

“Hey doll, how’s things? I’m good, Tony and I split up, the cheat’ in bastid! I shoulda listened. Anyway, I got a job if your interested. This guys connected so stay on your toes. It’s a small job for a big fish; bodyguard work for three days; escort the mark to a meet and return him to the safe house and your done. Johnson is paying very well, he’s already got a safe house set up and, to sweeten the pot stocked it with real food. Yeah, you heard me. I almost took the job myself girl! You have to at least go and listen. It’s good to know “people” who know other “people.” You get a good rep in those circles and you could be set. But, like I said, watch yourself and keep the contract clear. Oh, I got another call, gotta go. Shi… “ click. Five minutes later you get a text message Names Tamburo

A call comes in around 1800. The screen shows a beach at sundown.

“Prive't, Kak de'la comrade ? How have you been? Are you thirsty? Matchstick has two for one shots”
Matchsticks is where the “cool” go to hang out. A smoky place with some light jazz playing in the background. The bar is mostly empty, a few early birds at the bar, some roadies sitting at a table near the double doors to the back room, and Rook sitting in a corner booth reading, of all things, a newspaper. He sees you across the room and waves you over.

“Os, I have some work for you. The job isn’t the important thing. It is who the job is for that is important. Do you know who Ambrosi Tambor is? Let us say that he is “connected” to power and privilege. He needs some reliable help to sit on a mark and some merchandise. He called me and I called you. Three days in a safe house, escort the mark to a meet and back and get paid; well paid. No problems right?” he smiles like the shark that he is. “Declerry’s on 38th street. Do this an we may go far in this biz. Oh, do you like your steak rare?

1830/ “Wherever you are”

You receive a text message:
INFERNO, 30 MINUTES

Sergei
“Hoi chummer! This place is da bomb no? Ha! I heard someone say that earlier, is cool no? Let’s get a drink.” He takes you to a table lined with young women. “I have job for you. A comrade of mine needs favor. Body guard work three maybe four days. Deliver the mark where he says and done. Everything is set up so you just need to show up. His name is Tamburo. He will be at some hole in Tacoma at 10 tonight. Place called DeClurry’s or something. Do a good job and I might have more work for you. Das vidania comrade.

11 05 03 03 01 01

Roll (1): 4,1,6; Rule of 6: (4): 4 (total 10)

9,7,5,5,3,2

11, 10, 3, 1

8, 2, 3,8

2, 3, 11, 3, 1, 1

1, 4, 4, 9

09 09 02 01 01

Both are watching you (all of you) but are carrying on a conversation and seem only mildly interested in you.

9,4,3,3,3,2

08 05 04 02 02

3, 3, 5, 3, 4,3

This guy is wearing formfitting, has a heavy pistol in a shoulder rig, and he definitely carries himself like he could handle himself in a fight. He is calm but alert.

Tamburo is definitely armed. He also seems at ease in a room full of twitchy, well armed strangers.

Assessing Test 4, 5, 1, 4, 3,2