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Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:08:32 PM): Oh good, you made it.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:08:36 PM): Hm.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:08:43 PM): Well, someone isn't happy to see me.
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circlmastr (10/12/04 8:08:56 PM): Huzzah
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:09:02 PM): ::throws a party::
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:09:02 PM): Or maybe not.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:09:12 PM): Hello.
circlmastr (10/12/04 8:09:23 PM): Having a party without me?
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:09:38 PM): About half of one, actually.
circlmastr (10/12/04 8:09:43 PM): ;_;
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thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:10:51 PM): sorry about that; forgot to plug in the wired connection
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:11:23 PM): No worries.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:11:45 PM): So; when we left the team, they had just got done chatting with their new proto-employer
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:11:50 PM): Yeah, after what Jon usually puts us through, this is nothing. ;)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:12:14 PM): Hey, be glad you weren't in the game back when I was on AOL.
circlmastr (10/12/04 8:12:19 PM): (Godzilla vs. Proto-Johnson: Fight for Seattle!)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:12:36 PM): (I bet on Deus.)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:12:49 PM): (I bet on Trogzilla)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:13:09 PM): (I'm taking 3-1 on Snoog)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:13:32 PM): (After all, why worry about someone with some stupid Latin name...)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:13:48 PM): (Snoog's a pretty good bet, actually)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:14:37 PM): (How tough was Snoog, anyway? After some point, Body only helps you so much, armor gets more important...)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:14:59 PM): (Snoog had Snoog Factor.)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:15:17 PM): nothing beats good character design and luck
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:15:19 PM): anyway
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:15:29 PM): were you guys leaving Eric alone, or did you have more for him?
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:16:00 PM): I gave him a chip with a ten-digit code, for recognition purposes...
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:16:46 PM): I couldn't think of anyhing else to ask him, now that we agreed to work on him, but won't be taking the job for another week.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:17:01 PM): s/on/with/ ?
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:17:27 PM): s/on/with/?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:17:47 PM): s/...work on him.../work with him.../ ?
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:18:02 PM): Uh... yeah.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:18:14 PM): (Just making sure I hadn't missed some aspect of your plan ;-))
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:18:23 PM): Although he did look really tense. Does Shojo know massage? Do I dare ask?
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:19:59 PM): Only if you're wearing a cast-iron cup.
circlmastr (10/12/04 8:20:31 PM): And even then you come out worse than before
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:21:10 PM): Hmm...This is the sort of thing you never consider when thinking about dermal sheathing coverage.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:21:13 PM): Ok, so, leaving the premises?
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:22:03 PM): Unless Alex chimes in with something, I'm getting my gun and heading downstairs, trying to avoid getting blood on me.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:22:46 PM): Not chiming in.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:23:24 PM): He watches you go.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:23:27 PM): I do stop for a moment to see which gangers are in the room, and whether they're all dead (thermal scan, it's been a while now)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:23:32 PM): not getting blood on you is tricky, but not impossible
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:23:41 PM): they're all cooling
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:24:15 PM): I can live with getting it on the soles of my shoes, I just meant, not anywhere else. And once out of the room, I wipe my feet on someone's doormat.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:24:33 PM): Pulling drones back. Not taking special care that he doesn't see them, but not putting them on parade either.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:25:20 PM): done
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:26:28 PM): *Heads down to the van.*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:27:13 PM): I am, however, taking care that he doesn't see them go to the van.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:29:00 PM): That's easy to do; he doesn't move for some time after Blake gets off the roof.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:29:23 PM): Hm.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:29:36 PM): Belay. Going to leave the Schattenauge watching him, but from further off.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:31:45 PM): He doing anything?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:32:06 PM): About five minutes after Blake leaves the roof, he scampers down the fire escape.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:32:25 PM): How literally does he scamper?
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:32:37 PM): *Uncaps a bottle of painkillers, pops a couple in his mouth*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:32:40 PM): Very figuratively.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:32:55 PM): "What do you say, up for another night of observation, or at least a few more hours?"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:32:57 PM): "You ok?"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:34:32 PM): "Stiches and pulled muscles. Nothing that's going to be a problem unless I get bit by dogs again."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:34:54 PM): You feel soothing relief, at least in relative terms.
circlmastr (10/12/04 8:35:22 PM): (Suddenly 3 attack dogs leap into the back of the van and shred Blake to pieces)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:35:38 PM): "I'm fine with it, butI thought we were going to head off to pick up Shojo?"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:36:39 PM): (I figure, my condition monitor might be clear, but it has only been a few days since I took 5 boxes of damage... That has got to ache still.)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:37:25 PM): "Well, we'll see if we can find where he goes and then leave him to escape in peace. If it takes too long, we'll just hit the road. You need to pick anything up?"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:38:24 PM): "Not really... Got most of my gear here, as well as a change of clothing."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:39:03 PM): "PCC ID?"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:39:42 PM): "The one Shojo cut for us last time? Yeah, I picked it up just in case, when she called me about Martha."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:40:24 PM): "Good thinking. Figure we'll grab a bite on our way out of town, just like last time."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:40:35 PM): Big Wig doing anything interesting?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:41:13 PM): He's walking the streets, doing a good job of keeping to the shadows. If it wasn't for Mr. Sensor Lock, you'd probably have lost him by now.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:41:48 PM): *Gets out of the paramilitary gear and into his usual clothes*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:42:15 PM): Mr. Sensor Lock and I go back a long way.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:43:06 PM): *Messes around, trying to get the spider to sensor lock various items in the van.*
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:43:27 PM): *Looks at the screens intermittently*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:43:28 PM): I follow until he does something interesting, like either show any knowledge of a tail or enter a building or etc.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:43:41 PM): Going to be a decent distance away. Mmm, 300x zoom.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:43:42 PM): "Did you say we have to go to Vegas?"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:44:05 PM): "Yep"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:44:22 PM): "I hear they pack openly out there, but probably not as heavily as you do."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:44:32 PM): "Why is Shojo in Vegas, with, if not a minor, the next best thing?" *grins*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:45:07 PM): He does eventually enter a building. Through the third story. He does this by climbing the crumbling brickwork and lowering himself through a hole in the roof.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:45:16 PM): "Probably relaxing at the pool, ordering drinks from the bar, playing the slot machines... relaxing, you know?"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:45:21 PM): Note: Johnson is athletic.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:45:32 PM): How long has it been?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:45:43 PM): For Shojo? Two days, three nights
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:46:38 PM): "Hey, I usually carry only one gun, unless I know there's going to be troubel..."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:46:44 PM): trouble
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:47:06 PM): "What is it with this guy and 3rd floor?"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:47:13 PM): Er, for us tailing him.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:47:25 PM): "Third time lucky."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:50:32 PM): So, he basically holes up in a squat?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:50:43 PM): Sure looks that way
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:50:50 PM): Hmm.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:51:14 PM): Again, how long have we been following him?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:52:38 PM): ~15 minutes
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:52:54 PM): *Nods* Going to watch for another five minutes. Anything?
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:53:01 PM): Also, how's Blake doing with the spider?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:54:10 PM): When you're jumped in, the roll is against Intelligence, right?
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:55:34 PM): Hm?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:55:40 PM): To lock on to something.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:55:47 PM): I used to know this, but lost it in the intervening months
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:56:06 PM): An Active Sensor lock is always a Sensor test
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:56:15 PM): ah
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:56:24 PM): well Blake, roll one die as many times as you feel like
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:56:37 PM): you quickly learn that there's not much outlet for your own abilities
circlmastr (10/12/04 8:56:56 PM): (*watches him roll 42*)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:57:05 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1 3
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:57:13 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:57:13 PM): (Impossible; has to be 41 or 43 ;-))
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:57:20 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:57:23 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:57:26 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:57:30 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:57:33 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:57:36 PM): Aw, 17.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 8:57:39 PM): :D
thematrian1 (10/12/04 8:57:58 PM): After a few tries, you think you've got the hang of it
milesmk1 (10/12/04 8:59:43 PM): ("I thought you said this rigging stuff was hard?")
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:00:23 PM): "Try doing that while crawling it down a vent shaft past some fans in pitch blackness."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:00:54 PM): (Notice the ( ) around that line. ;))
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:01:03 PM): (True enough)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:02:06 PM): "Aw, crap... I probably should call my... investment... and make sure he stays put for the next few days."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:02:24 PM): *Calls Jonah*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:02:30 PM): "Yo"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:03:22 PM): "Good news. Stay put and keep out of trouble for the next week or so, and you're a free man."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:03:47 PM): "What happened?"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:04:09 PM): ("We killed Dunkelzahn.")
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:04:32 PM): ("With kisses")
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:06:01 PM): "Nothing you need to worry about, Jonah."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:06:29 PM): "All right, all right."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:07:04 PM): "Just remember the deal - stay low, and you'll be fine, and you'll find out. Just not now."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:07:37 PM): "Will do."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:08:39 PM): Any action from the target?
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:08:52 PM): Target, Johnson, close enough.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:08:58 PM): heh
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:09:02 PM): Still inside the building.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:09:12 PM): He moved around a bit initially, now he's staying put.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:09:34 PM): "Good. I'll contact you in a few days. Later."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:09:51 PM): I'm going to record the location and head out.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:09:54 PM): "See ya."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:10:04 PM): "Yep." *click*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:12:05 PM): *Drives towards the same noodle stand, singing Come Out Ye Black and Tans for no apparent reason*
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:12:35 PM): (*knows that song, sadly*)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:12:40 PM): "You're in a good mood, suddenly."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:13:08 PM): (Or is that a dirge she's singing?)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:14:01 PM): (It's a somewhat upbeat Irish tune that's rather anti-British, rather provocatively so. Or at least it would have been a hundred years prior)
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:14:04 PM): (It's an Irish rebel song)
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:14:13 PM): (Yeah)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:14:36 PM): "We might not be dying just yet. That's reason enough to be cheerful, I think."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:14:53 PM): (Ah. My train of thought was something like: "Black and tan, black and tan... It's a drinking song!")
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:15:04 PM): (Nope, the original Black and Tans.)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:16:33 PM): *Drive drive drive*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:16:39 PM): *Stop for noodles*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:17:03 PM): You hit the Pueblo border. Things go much like last time, except this time you legitimately have nothing to worry about.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:17:12 PM): Woo.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:17:55 PM): A little bit past the border I'm going to give Shojo a ring and let her know where we are. We're not going to have to go past the tank again, are we?
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:17:57 PM): (Shojo... Coed... Casino... Liberal gun laws... Nothing to worry about...)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:18:25 PM): no, you won't have to
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:21:46 PM): *Drivedrivedrive*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:22:14 PM): You call Shojo
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:23:17 PM): *picks up* "Hello?"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:23:28 PM): "Hey Shoj. We're on our way."
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:23:39 PM): "Alex, thank god, what's been keeping you?"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:24:08 PM): "There've been... some things happening." What's our ETA?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:24:20 PM): 12 hours
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:24:33 PM): ::counts on fingers:: you figure to arrive at about 4pm
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:25:08 PM): "We ought to get in no later than 6:00 PM. We can talk then. What's your situation like?"
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:25:52 PM): "It was a nice little vacation, but we're both pretty impatient to get home. See if you can hurry, okay?"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:25:55 PM): (Do I hear Alex
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:26:05 PM): 's end of this, or is she on a transducer?)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:26:25 PM): (I assume you do. Jon?)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:26:51 PM): (I guess Alex isn't using the transducer this time)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:28:31 PM): "I'll be there as soon as I can."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:28:39 PM): (I don't mind... Just wanted to clarify)
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:29:00 PM): "Thanks love"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:29:25 PM): (Ok then. Most of the time Alex would probably be using the transducer. Easier and probably more natural-feeling at this point.)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:29:40 PM): (Heh... Chek the "Duel Natured" thread, J. :))
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:30:03 PM): (Simulposting?)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:30:14 PM): (And how...)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:31:04 PM): (Three people saying the same thing within the space of about ninety seconds. He really was asking for it :) )
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:31:47 PM): (All, coincidentally, SotSW members.)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:32:03 PM): (True indeed. The Network, perhaps?)
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:32:46 PM): (...)
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:32:51 PM): *hangs up since she's not saying anything*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:33:03 PM): "See you soon." *Click*
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:33:06 PM): (Sorry for the derail...)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:33:31 PM): "So are you starting to get the hang of the deck?"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:35:11 PM): "Yeah, as far as all the simple stuff is concerned."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:35:35 PM): "You know any programming?"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:35:44 PM): "Doesn't take much skill, given the limits of the interface."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:36:01 PM): "Nope, I'm more of a hardware guy."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:36:11 PM): "Locks usually don't take much hacking..."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:36:21 PM): "The drone does most of the real work in Chair mode, but getting them to do just what you want takes a bit of practice."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:36:42 PM): (I guess I should re-read the rigging section, then. ;))
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:37:09 PM): "If you've ever got the cred, consider a Control Rig. It's such a wonderful feeling..."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:37:20 PM): "But yeah, they're like computers, with two exceptions."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:37:47 PM): "One advantage, one disadvantage."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:38:02 PM): "The advantage: if they're not sure what you're trying to do, they'll guess."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:38:14 PM): "The disadvantage: if they're not sure what you're trying to do, they'll guess."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:39:11 PM): "If you ever want to do something more complicated, let me know. I can whip up some custom commands for you. Shojo probably could, too."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:39:54 PM): "I have more than enough cred for a simple one... The real problem is finding room in my CNS for more wiring."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:40:47 PM): "Heh. I know what you mean. Surgeon wouldn't guarantee the last time I went under the knife."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:43:33 PM): (You arrive, unless you've more to do)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:44:51 PM): Nothing that I know of, lest something happens along the way
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:44:57 PM): What time do we show up?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:45:04 PM): 6pm
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:45:58 PM): What slowed us down?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:46:46 PM): My counting the first time.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:47:02 PM): Ah
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:47:22 PM): (Do I do line integrals in my head? Yes. Do I add six and four? Not so much)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:47:31 PM): (Hehehe)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:47:34 PM): *Ring ring*
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:48:55 PM): "Hello?"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:49:11 PM): "Hey Shoj. We're here. Where do we meet you?"
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:49:45 PM): "Just come on to [casino name], meet us in the lobby"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:51:00 PM): "Got it."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:51:31 PM): The casino is easy to find; they've got a holographic display fifty feet tall
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:51:48 PM): Of course, so do most of the other major casinos, but it still makes finding the place dead simple.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:52:48 PM): Somewhere inconspicuous, the logo becomes that of a caterer.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:53:19 PM): Sadly, even the caterers have to park in the street or buy parking space.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:53:22 PM): I'll take the hint and I'm going to carry only one predator in a concealed holster.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:53:33 PM): (The earlier hint)
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:53:57 PM): (...You're bringing a gun into one of the most regulated establishments in existence... yeah that'll work out well)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:54:23 PM): (Open carry is the law of the day in Vegas)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:54:30 PM): (It's the concealed part that might not go over well)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:55:07 PM): I'm planning on waiting outside unless immediately needed, for security reasons. The caterer won't be dragged away for idling for a few minutes, will he? ;)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:55:14 PM): I guess we'll see.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:55:19 PM): No one seems ready to drag you.
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:55:21 PM): (In the city, sure, but try going INTO a casino carrying anything bigger than a pencil)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:55:41 PM): (Hmm.)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:55:51 PM): Entering with it?
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:55:51 PM): (Ok, perhaps you have a point.)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 9:56:01 PM): Probably best to let the Mafia do the Yak defense.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:56:55 PM): As much as I hate to do this, I'll go unarmed.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:57:10 PM): You notice one solitary tear roll down Blake's cheek.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:57:22 PM): Or perhaps it was just a trick of the light.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:57:44 PM): A soft-voiced footman accosts you. "Good evening sir, and welcome to the Elf Queen."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:57:45 PM): "Good evening."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:58:16 PM): "If we may do you any service, please say so."
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:58:29 PM): ::waits in lobby with Martha::
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:58:59 PM): Blake and Shojo spot one another.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 9:59:11 PM): (Ok, is this standard behavior, or is he politely trying to keep me out?)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 9:59:36 PM): (You wouldn't know)
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:59:42 PM): *takes Martha's hand and walks over to Blake*
circlmastr (10/12/04 9:59:48 PM): "Where's Alex?"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:01:10 PM): "Well, I think I'll take a look around, and let you know." *heads for Shojo*
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:01:28 PM): (as Shojo heads over)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:01:31 PM): (See above)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:02:11 PM): "Close. Come on."
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:02:30 PM): "Yeah yeah, just get us there"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:02:41 PM): "Nice to see you too..."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:03:12 PM): What does Martha look like, and how is she reacting. (To me, to things going on around her?)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:03:35 PM): *casually heads back to the van*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:03:58 PM): Martha's about 5'3'', human, sort of plump but cute even so, dark bushy hair. She's sticking close to Shojo; she clearly doesn't feel quite at home here.
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:04:30 PM): *follows after Blake, with Martha*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:04:54 PM): She's watching you and Shojo interact, not you per se.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:07:38 PM): You reach the van, which is still idling peacefully.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:07:49 PM): *Exudes an aura of peace*
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:08:15 PM): *to Martha* "Think you can share the front seat with me?"
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:08:32 PM): "Is there space?"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:09:26 PM): *roll eyes* "Why don't I sit up front, and you guys can have the back all to yourselves...
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:09:48 PM): *sticks his head into the van* "If Alex doesn't mind."
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:10:25 PM): "I don't trust you with Martha, and I haven't seen Alex in way too long, we can share the front seat"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:10:32 PM): (Did I hear all this from the van sensors??)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:10:34 PM): *-?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:11:15 PM): (Sure)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:11:20 PM): "Suit yourself."
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:11:59 PM): *gets into the front seat with Martha*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:12:08 PM): Incidentally, the front seats are both bucket seats, so unless you're a lot smaller than I've been imagining or you're going to literally be sitting in each other's laps, I don't think that'll work.
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:12:29 PM): Martha can sit in Shojo's lap
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:12:42 PM): Martha isn't sold on that idea.
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:13:28 PM): *whispers to her* "Trust me Martha, if you didn't like hearing about the Mafia, you won't like anything about Blake"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:13:49 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 1 3 2 3 2 3
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:13:53 PM): Hrmph.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:13:58 PM): :p
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:14:12 PM): She seems to take you at your word. She edges away from you, anyway.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:14:27 PM): "Sorry, Shoj, you know the rule. No außenseiter in the front."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:14:33 PM): (From me?)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:14:38 PM): (And I probably just butchered that, but it works)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:14:50 PM): (No what in the front?)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:15:05 PM): (Outsider)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:15:26 PM): (Is Blake an outsider?)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:16:13 PM): (Not after what, four runs with him. Keep in mind that this is the first time that Alex has actually met Martha)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:17:21 PM): Martha hangs around outside the van, and climbs in the back if the doors open.
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:17:36 PM): (What would be perfect is if Blake could drive and the three girls could sit in the back)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:18:22 PM): "Fine, Blake goes in front, we'll ride in back"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:18:34 PM): (The rule is for Alex's paranoia rather than for any secret the front of the van has)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:18:56 PM): The back doors do indeed open.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:19:15 PM): *Clears bags of guns and Jerky Bits packages from the passenger area, puts on his gun holster, gets in the front, shaking his head.*
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:19:28 PM): *gets in back with Martha*
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:19:52 PM): (as well as any errant blowtorches...)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:20:04 PM): (The tarp got picked up at some point, right?)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:20:10 PM): Full sensor scan of Martha with both van and Schattenauge. Scan of Shojo with just the van.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:20:29 PM): (Yes, Alex would've cleaned it up in normal stuff-maintenance)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:20:43 PM): (Well, I didn't want to go into a long list, but basically that's what Blake does - clears up any stuff that might scar the young and impressionable)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:20:43 PM): Umbrafer rolled 6 6-sided dice: 6 6 1 1 2 2
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:20:46 PM): Nothing unexpected on any of them.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:20:49 PM): Umbrafer rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 4
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:20:52 PM): Oh
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:20:54 PM): Ok, then
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:21:08 PM): 10 10 2 2 1 1 ...I like that
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:21:16 PM): Indeed
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:21:38 PM): *sighs and leans back* "Well, we're on our way home at last..."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:22:08 PM): *Driving towards outskirts, keeping an eye out the rear and upper sensors for a tail*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:22:37 PM): *Also going to look for someplace discreet off the strip to change logo to a misc. delivery company*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:23:07 PM): Roll Perception to scan for a tail
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:23:22 PM): Umbrafer rolled 7 6-sided dice: 1 4 6 6 3 5 6
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:23:26 PM): Umbrafer rolled 3 6-sided dice: 3 6 6
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:23:29 PM): Umbrafer rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 1
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:23:36 PM): A nicely above-average roll
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:23:55 PM): Things seem clear
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:24:09 PM): What's the average value of an exploding D6?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:24:19 PM): 4.2
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:26:02 PM): But the expected value of x exploding d6s varies with x in kind of a weird way
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:26:06 PM): I forget exactly how
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:26:23 PM): *Nods*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:26:55 PM): Probably below 7.286 though. *Altogether too satisfied with that roll*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:26:59 PM): (Watch it be two below the TN to spot the tail)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:27:20 PM): (The TN to spot the tail is 18? When that happens, you're just doomed)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:28:26 PM): (Is there any way Shojo can jack in from the back seat?)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:28:53 PM): (We've probably got a long enough cable somewhere. If not we can stop in at Joe's Computer Shack to get one.)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:30:10 PM): (I can probably tell you where to find a cable in my electronics kit, if you snarl at me less than usual ;))
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:30:32 PM): (That won't happen)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:31:15 PM): (Oh well.)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:33:25 PM): *once able to jack in, does so and does a little house-hunting for Martha*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:33:56 PM): (How does a youngish... grad student? have that kind of money?
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:34:02 PM): *)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:34:26 PM): (It's called "Shojo puts her up")
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:34:36 PM): (Sugar mommy?)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:35:40 PM): (Hey, I know this nice young man you could introduce her to... :P)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:35:53 PM): (No, you really don't)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:36:06 PM): (Even criminals saved from other criminals are still criminals)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:36:23 PM): (You mean like us?)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:36:32 PM): (Not like US, we're women)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:36:42 PM): (Ah, like Blake then ;) )
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:36:49 PM): (Exactly!)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:38:06 PM): Martha sits quietly.
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:38:59 PM): "Sorry about the ride, the van's better than it looks though"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:39:17 PM): (I still haven't figured out what Shojo has against Blake.)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:39:28 PM): (He's a man. What else do you need?)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:40:07 PM): "No, it's good..."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:40:48 PM): *Looks over his shoulder at Martha*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:41:30 PM): Do we get out of the city fine, or are we still inside?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:41:57 PM): You get out, no trouble
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:42:42 PM): CirclMastr rolled 5 6-sided dice: 2 3 5 2 4
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:42:52 PM): What's our time to destination?
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:43:00 PM): *Turns back to the front after a few seconds*
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:44:34 PM): "Hey Martha, I found a great place for you"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:45:00 PM): *Tosses Warren Zevon's Wanted Dead or Alive on the van stereo*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:45:24 PM): She chortles a bit.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:45:40 PM): "Oh, sorry."
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:46:02 PM): "I've got the payments set up, it's furnished, you can move right in"
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:46:21 PM): She's not sure how to react. "That's great, I mean, thank you..."
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:47:16 PM): "No problem"
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:48:43 PM): Silence descends.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:49:44 PM): *Driving, keeping an eye out for tails*
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:50:35 PM): #Alex, after we drop Blake off can we swing by this place to get Martha settled?#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:51:13 PM): *Plays around with the spider, making it crawl over various surfaces, reads some more electronics textbooks*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:51:57 PM): (Everyone in the van save Martha has some sort of method of transduced or subvocal communication, right?)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:52:09 PM): (That was directed solely at Alex)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:52:12 PM): (Yeah.)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:52:21 PM): (Well, Blake does, anyway)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:52:44 PM): (I know)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:53:58 PM): *Nobly resists the urge to make the spider crawl up someone's leg.*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:54:10 PM): Martha watches the spider with amusement
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:54:21 PM): (More specifically, does everyone have a transduced or subvocal-connected radio?)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:54:38 PM): (Does Martha have a datajack?)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:55:11 PM): (I assume yes, if she's in math, and uses computers...)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:55:25 PM): (She has, yes)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:55:55 PM): *hands her the remote control deck* "Here, check it out if you want."
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:56:12 PM): *gives Blake a look*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:56:16 PM): "Thank you. I won't hurt anything..."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:56:41 PM): *Immediately locks all drones but the spider from the other deck, just in case*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:57:05 PM): (Heh)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:57:24 PM): (I didn't think you put anything serious on my subscriber list. Oh well.)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:57:32 PM): (No, I didn't)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:57:45 PM): (Again, I'm paranoid :) )
thematrian1 (10/12/04 10:57:54 PM): The spider twiches, then gets mobile. She walks it up and down her pantleg.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 10:58:12 PM): *smiles briefly, then goes back to his books*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:58:25 PM): (Checking again: does Shojo have a radio? I've forgotten)
circlmastr (10/12/04 10:58:52 PM): (She has a commlink in her head, yes)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:59:04 PM): (*Nods*)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 10:59:48 PM): (Over the radio, directed to both Shojo and Blake) #So we really need to talk about what's been happening these past few days, and what's going to happen. No sense getting Martha involved in more than she already is.#
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:00:11 PM): #I don't want Martha involved at all, I just want to get her settled and safe.#
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:00:48 PM): #Indeed. Did anything come up while you were on the run with her that we need to know about?#
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:01:14 PM): #Nothing much happened after we got to the casino#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:03:11 PM): #Anything happen before the casino? Should we look out for pissed-off Russians?#
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:03:23 PM): #Well, we had some fun back home. Everyone, drop the signal to minimum.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:03:35 PM): *complies*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:03:45 PM): *Reduces flux on radio to just enough to cover the van and probably a few more meters, hard to be exact*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:04:07 PM): (Whatever the least I can get while still being able to reach them without interference is)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:04:33 PM): indeed
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:04:43 PM): #Just the jeep chasing us the whole way#
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:05:09 PM): #Did it try anything?#
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:05:50 PM): #No, it was happy to follow until we got to the casino, then it went into a parking garage and I told the front desk not to let them in#
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:06:45 PM): Still nothing visible behind us?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:06:47 PM): Nothing
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:07:16 PM): After over an hour, Martha hands the deck back to Blake.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:07:42 PM): "I'm getting a headache..."
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:08:15 PM): #Well, we've got a new job. Blake might be the one to tell this part.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:08:22 PM): #Shit... I don't supposed you could have let us know someone was looking for you actively? I would have stayed inside the damn car...#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:09:06 PM): "Yeah, it messes with your equilibrium if you overdo it."
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:09:08 PM): *gently massages Martha's temples* #There was no sign of them when we went out and we're not being followed now, lighten up you wuss#
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:09:26 PM): She fends Shojo off, or tries to.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:09:57 PM): "Want a <names a strong very prescription painkiller>?"
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:10:12 PM): "No"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:10:20 PM): (With a straight face.)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:10:32 PM): "Yes please."
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:10:46 PM): "Martha, that's way too powerful"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:11:24 PM): *hands it over unless Martha changes her mind*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:11:45 PM): "Is there anything else in the van?"
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:12:37 PM): (You corruptor of the youth) I might have something genericish, though it's nonguaranteed. Seiler?
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:13:03 PM): "Uh... I think there's a medkit behind <that seat>, it might have something milder... Most of that over the counter stuff doesn't work well on Dwarves."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:13:19 PM): I'd assume not. The medkit would have some milder stuff though, come to think of it.
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:13:43 PM): *digs through the medkit*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:14:04 PM): *Grimaces* How strong is the strong stuff Blake's taking>?
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:14:19 PM): (My money says he gets an addiction real quick)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:14:27 PM): #Don't flip it wide open, last time it was used after the doggies...#
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:15:05 PM): 800-mg-Ibuprofen style, codeine-style, oxycontin-style, morpheine-style?
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:15:37 PM): *carefully takes out a milder painkiller and hands it to Martha* "Here you go"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:15:49 PM): (Depends on the GM, but I'd say something like Codeine or Percoset)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:15:59 PM): (Not that it has any in-game effects)
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:16:20 PM): (Except addiction)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:16:33 PM): I'd assume you're avoiding heavily-addictive stuff. Although the standard for dwarves is different, codeine is about right.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:16:51 PM): (Codeine shouldn't have an addiction rating.)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:17:12 PM): "Hand me one of those, would you?"
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:17:14 PM): (It's automatic)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:17:47 PM): She takes it, relaxes, and leans against the window.
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:17:50 PM): *hands Alex some too*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:18:05 PM): Alex was talking to Blake, in this case
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:18:11 PM): (Too bad)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:18:33 PM): *Waves it away* "No thanks, need the harder stuff for this."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:19:34 PM): *Hands it over.*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:20:01 PM): *Takes one, goes back to transducing while jacked in*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:20:21 PM): #Anyway. Job.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:21:10 PM): #Yeah... I think you'll like this one for a change, Shojo.#
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:21:41 PM): #Why
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:21:48 PM): * #Why's that?#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:22:19 PM): #We tracked down the guy who was asking all the questions, and after the gangers who were after him ran off, we had a talk with him. Or I did, anyway.#
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:22:36 PM): #I just shined a bright light in his eyes for a while.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:23:43 PM): #The short version is, he's offering us 150K to kill the sludge-drinking lech you might recall, 50K first, the other 100K on completion.#
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:24:06 PM): #Each?#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:24:25 PM): #Har har.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:25:06 PM): #Total, but as I recall, this is by far our highest offer so far.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:25:33 PM): #In any case, we haven't finalized anything yet, so let's hear what you think about it.#
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:26:28 PM): #I think he needs to die.#
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:26:29 PM): #We did get ¥120k from the sludge-drinker. That was split four ways, though.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:27:29 PM): #Personally, I enjoy shooting someone who, for once, we know definitely deserves it.#
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:28:04 PM): #Just as long as we'll do more than the sulpher will.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:28:23 PM): #My big concern was any conflict of interest issues, but I'm not sure there are any, now that we're no longer employed by Mr.Sulphur in any way.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:28:55 PM): #Well, that, and the three sams he hired. I'll have to try to figure out who and how good they are.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:29:27 PM): #He did hire us to protect him from guys with ordinary hardware... If it was his own ass he was worried about, that is.#
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:32:55 PM): (Is there a sudden silence?)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:33:00 PM): (Apparently)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:33:16 PM): (So it would seem)
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:34:11 PM): #So you have no problems with it, then?#
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:36:59 PM): *Driving driving driving*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:37:19 PM): Unless there's a player-generated complication, yo ureach Chicago
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:37:58 PM): *Licks Martha's left nipple*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:38:22 PM): heh
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:38:29 PM): (Or perhaps not, but wouldn't that complicate things?)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:38:54 PM): (And how)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:38:59 PM): *Eventually manages to find Blake's head somewhere in South Aztlan*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:39:01 PM): (Probably lead to a shootout inside the van)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:39:44 PM): (Remember, I've got enough MMGs inside the van to flood the place with all three of your collective blood supplies, so don't start anything.)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:39:59 PM): (Admittedly that's not very many)
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:40:49 PM): Anyway. We reach Chi-town without incident? Good stuff ,good stuff. No tail the whole way through?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:41:07 PM): some things that look like tails, but turn out not to be
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:41:20 PM): Hm. How many?
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:41:30 PM): Is it at all possible that they're just trading off?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:42:39 PM): It's not inconceivable, but there aren't tail-like objects the whole way
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:43:34 PM): I could shoot their tires out just in case.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:43:38 PM): If there's a chance to switch highways between one of them without adding more than two hours to the trip, I do. Otherwise, I leave the evasive manouvers 'till we get to town.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:43:40 PM): Heh
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:43:45 PM): We already tried that once.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:44:25 PM): Yeah, but they were parked that time, which isn't as much fun.
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:44:39 PM): No swerving or crashing.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:45:36 PM): *Drive drive drive*
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:46:18 PM): (Ugh, sorry, back)
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:46:23 PM): You're wherever in Chicago you want to be. Martha is asleep.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:47:43 PM): What time is it?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:48:01 PM): noon, the following day
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:49:38 PM): Going to get her to her apartment, get some food, and get a lot of sleep.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:49:48 PM): Well
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:49:57 PM): And everyone else back to their respective places.
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:50:02 PM): After Blake is dropped off
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:50:43 PM): *gets his stuff from the back*
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:50:49 PM): "Nice meeting you."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:51:16 PM): Shy smile. "Thanks for letting me try your spider."
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:51:37 PM): *whispers* "The spider is Alex's"
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:51:53 PM): "...Alex's spider"
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:52:51 PM): *looks a bit perturbed*
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:53:43 PM): *grins* "Hey, it spends most of its time on my shoulder or in my pockets... Nine tenths of the law, and all that."
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:53:58 PM): "Yeah yeah..."
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:54:03 PM): "Well, hope you enjoy Chicago. Goodbye."
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:54:10 PM): "Bye"
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:54:12 PM): *Jumps out.*
milesmk1 (10/12/04 11:54:57 PM): *Checks for anyone watching his place, heads home to rest.*
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:55:17 PM): No watchers that you notice.
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:55:59 PM): Incidentally, can I retroactively have our route go through the less-dangerous parts of the Shattergraves?
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:56:07 PM): ...yes, ok
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:56:52 PM): (A weak attempt to foil potential astral tracking, as the knowledge that horrible events screw with magic is probably well known. I probably feel safer from it than I actually am, though)
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:57:08 PM): Martha's place next
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:57:19 PM): Then on to Martha's place.
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:58:21 PM): You pull up in front of Martha's condo. It's a nice place, in a nice part of town.
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:58:53 PM): (It'd better be)
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:59:03 PM): "Well, this is your new home"
thematrian1 (10/12/04 11:59:29 PM): She gets out, looking a bit timid.
circlmastr (10/12/04 11:59:38 PM): *gets out with her*
Umbrafer (10/12/04 11:59:59 PM): *Under normal circumstances would be wondering how Shojo could afford this, but is now almost asleep and remaining jacked in as much as humanly possible*
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:00:24 AM): (Is a condo like this medium or high lifestyle?)
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:00:46 AM): high
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:00:54 AM): (High)
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:00:55 AM): serious money is involved
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:00:57 AM): Hmm.
Umbrafer (10/13/04 12:01:17 AM): (I suppose it's better than the character I had who had a Hospitalized Dependent in a coma...)
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:01:40 AM): (Probably...)
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:02:27 AM): *takes her inside*
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:03:10 AM): The interior is spacious
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:03:25 AM): though not very furnished
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:03:46 AM): (Meh, it should have been furnished, High lifestyle = High furnishing! heh)
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:04:34 AM): There's a handwritten note on the couch, indicating that the movers will get everything in in a few days.
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:06:41 AM): "How is it?"
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:07:03 AM): "Big"
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:07:07 AM): She sounds astonished.
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:08:32 AM): "You like it? It's got real food in the fridge, which should keep itself stocked. The trid gets the premium channels and all..."
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:08:45 AM): "That's incredible."
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:10:00 AM): "There should be an office with a nice computer, you can work on that theory of yours with it"
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:10:29 AM): She grins
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:11:27 AM): "So, it's okay?"
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:11:46 AM): "It's great."
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:12:03 AM): "Being a Shadowrunner must pay better than I'd thought..."
Umbrafer (10/13/04 12:12:13 AM): (I wish.)
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:13:05 AM): "Well, I get by, and it's worth it to get you someplace safe and comfortable"
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:14:41 AM): (I'm thirty kinds of dead here. Everyone goes home)
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:14:49 AM): (Okay)
Umbrafer (10/13/04 12:14:59 AM): (I and my character are both in the same shape)
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:15:01 AM): (*kills him the 21st kind*)
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:15:01 AM): Except Martha, who's home already
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:15:06 AM): So, Thursday?
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:15:10 AM): Thursday
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:15:12 AM): for real this time
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:15:13 AM): Hopefullyt
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:15:15 AM): I swear to God
Umbrafer (10/13/04 12:15:17 AM): Indeed, hopefully
Umbrafer (10/13/04 12:15:18 AM): Hehehe
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:15:35 AM): Hey...
circlmastr (10/13/04 12:16:03 AM): Hey?
Umbrafer (10/13/04 12:16:04 AM): Hm?
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:16:13 AM): Do we get any kinds of karma for the last two or three (however many it's been) sessions, or is it just for runs, specifically? Just asking...
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:17:02 AM): It's for runs.
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:17:08 AM): Ok.
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:17:47 AM): Also, is there any way to trade money for karma (for future reference...)
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:18:18 AM): In principle, yes. I haven't worked out a ratio though.
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:18:33 AM): Since I need something like 2,000,000 before I can upgrade my key piece of cyberware. :)
thematrian1 (10/13/04 12:19:02 AM): ok, good night
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milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:19:17 AM): Later.
Umbrafer (10/13/04 12:19:22 AM): (I can afford four Boomers, give or take, before I can get the VCR-3 to Beta)
Umbrafer (10/13/04 12:19:27 AM): *Waves*
milesmk1 (10/13/04 12:19:31 AM): Yeah... Oh well.
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