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Umbrafer (8:50:32 PM): My semicolon key no longer falls off.
Umbrafer (8:50:35 PM): This is good news.
MilesMk1 (8:50:46 PM): Is there bad news?
Umbrafer (8:51:00 PM): Other than the fact that I'm twenty minutes late, nope
MilesMk1 (8:51:38 PM): Ah. That *is* good news, then.
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CirclMastr (8:51:53 PM): What goes?
Thematrian1 (8:51:55 PM): I propose one point of karma per minute of lateness
Umbrafer (8:52:17 PM): Hehehe
Umbrafer (8:52:35 PM): Well then, today our start time is 9:00. Being as we are eight minutes early… ;)
Thematrian1 (8:52:43 PM): aw bugger
CirclMastr (8:52:44 PM): 8 karma for all here!
Umbrafer (8:52:44 PM): But you do bring up a point, I need to award some karma
Umbrafer (8:53:58 PM): Say… seven and seven?
Umbrafer (8:54:45 PM): When we last left our antiheroes, one of them was dropping another off.
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Umbrafer (8:55:24 PM): They were both very tired.
Thematrian1 (8:55:44 PM): sure was
Umbrafer (8:55:57 PM): And anyone here who was in… well, most of the adjacent area of Seattle noticed the lights flickering and a brief power outage.
Umbrafer (8:56:45 PM): I assume you two go home and sleep the sleep of the not-quite-just?
MilesMk1 (8:56:52 PM): But a definite lack of mushroom clouds.
Umbrafer (8:56:58 PM): Indeed.
MilesMk1 (8:57:00 PM): Hell yes.
Umbrafer (8:57:01 PM): Also a lack of hedonism.
CirclMastr (8:57:05 PM): (Lack of mushroom clouds makes me sad)
MilesMk1 (8:57:19 PM): (Now why does... Oh, right, the rocking out.)
Thematrian1 (8:57:21 PM): no mushroom clouds, no orgies, no lawlessness, just a good night's and morning's sleep
Umbrafer (8:57:33 PM): Gem sleeps soundly.
Umbrafer (8:57:47 PM): Glitch has a dream.
Umbrafer (8:58:33 PM): You dream you're standing in a forest.
Umbrafer (8:58:39 PM): You're alone, wearing ordinary clothes.
Umbrafer (8:58:49 PM): Something feels different about your body, but you can't quite place it.
Umbrafer (8:59:08 PM): There's a fence nearby, and a small field, but there are trees all around it. A small path leads away from the clearing.
Umbrafer (9:00:07 PM): (Someone invite Terminal Handle, please? My client glitched on the invite.)
Umbrafer (9:00:10 PM): Actions?
MilesMk1 (9:00:25 PM): Uh... I look down at my body.
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MilesMk1 (9:00:49 PM): Poke a finger at my abdomen experimentally.
Umbrafer (9:00:50 PM): It… looks pretty normal.
Umbrafer (9:00:55 PM): Except…
terminal handle (9:00:59 PM): Good evening, gentlemen.
MilesMk1 (9:01:04 PM): Hello.
Umbrafer (9:01:50 PM): Your torso is the same, but you realize abruptly that you can't feel the pad of the smartlink under your palm anymore.
Umbrafer (9:02:39 PM): A quick touch to your head reveals the datajack to have vanished as well.
MilesMk1 (9:02:54 PM): Mhmm.
Umbrafer (9:02:59 PM): There's no scar, at least not on your palm. They just… don't seem to be there anymore.
MilesMk1 (9:03:06 PM): *stretches comfortably*
MilesMk1 (9:03:37 PM): *heads off down the path, looking around with a mixture of amusement and suspicion*
Umbrafer (9:04:08 PM): You walk along. There's a faint buzzing from up ahead.
Umbrafer (9:04:23 PM): The path stretches a fair distance, several hundred meters. At the other end of it, you see a large building
MilesMk1 (9:04:34 PM): "If this is my subonscious, why are there never more dancing slave girls?"
Umbrafer (9:04:46 PM): It looks almost like some kind of factory or processing plant.
MilesMk1 (9:04:46 PM): *walks towards the building*
Umbrafer (9:04:51 PM): Maybe it has something to do with paper.
MilesMk1 (9:05:01 PM): *listens for the source of the buzzing*
CirclMastr (9:05:07 PM): (Obviously, the path and building represent female sex organs. It's very Freudian.)
Umbrafer (9:05:22 PM): There's a large door, and a blurred sign saying "No Trespassing"
CirclMastr (9:05:33 PM): (I rest my case.)
MilesMk1 (9:06:24 PM): *walks for the door*
MilesMk1 (9:06:46 PM): *looks for a way to open it*
Umbrafer (9:06:58 PM): The buzzing seems to be coming from various places within the forest. It's difficult to tell exactly.
Thematrian1 (9:07:17 PM): (wasps!)
Umbrafer (9:07:26 PM): There's a handle, and a padlock and chain. The chain appears to have been cut through.
MilesMk1 (9:08:04 PM): *looks over the handle, and tries to open the door if it appears harmless*
MilesMk1 (9:08:27 PM): *examines the cut ends of the chain*
Umbrafer (9:08:32 PM): The handle looks fairly ordinary, all things considered. Just a loop of metal attached to the door.
Umbrafer (9:08:47 PM): You'd guess that someone took a pair of bolt cutters to them. It's hard to tell how recently.
Umbrafer (9:09:03 PM): The door swings open without too much difficulty, though it makes an ungodly screech while it's at it.
Umbrafer (9:09:32 PM): The inside is dim, mostly bare concrete. There's a ramp leading down, and chain-link fence on either side of the ramp
MilesMk1 (9:09:53 PM): Can I see where the ramp leads to?
Umbrafer (9:10:32 PM): Down to a wide open area not far below.
MilesMk1 (9:10:52 PM): Is there anything of note in the building? Other doors, machinery?
Umbrafer (9:11:02 PM): There look to be several empty pallets against the far wall, with some barrels on them.
Umbrafer (9:11:08 PM): You can't see that much from where you are.
MilesMk1 (9:11:58 PM): Hmm. I head down the ramp, then.
Umbrafer (9:12:59 PM): You reach the bottom. There's a set of double doors to your right, the barrels in front of you, and a door set into the far wall on your left.
Umbrafer (9:13:17 PM): There's miscellaneous machinery behind the fences. It isn't clear what it does.
Umbrafer (9:13:43 PM): The barrels seem to be open, and there's an ungodly stench rising from them.
MilesMk1 (9:14:30 PM): *tries to hold his breath and get a look at the inside of the barrels while staying as far back as possible*
Umbrafer (9:15:10 PM): Whatever's in there, it's liquid. The stench makes your head spin.
Umbrafer (9:15:15 PM): It's a chemical sort of smell.
MilesMk1 (9:15:22 PM): *backs away*
MilesMk1 (9:15:55 PM): *checks both the double and single doors for anything of interest*
Umbrafer (9:16:26 PM): The double doors are padlocked. The single door is open, and leads into a long hallway.
MilesMk1 (9:16:46 PM): I don't suppose I have any way of opening padlocks in my current state?
Umbrafer (9:17:09 PM): You check your pockets, but they're empty. Biting seems to be a poor answer.
MilesMk1 (9:17:37 PM): ...and I don't even have Lockpick without my skillsofts. Damn obsolete tech.
MilesMk1 (9:17:49 PM): I take the single door and walk down the hallway, then.
Umbrafer (9:18:24 PM): The right side of the hallway is wire-mesh fenceing. There's a door in the middle, but it too is padlocked. The door at the far end is marked "EXIT", and is open.
MilesMk1 (9:18:47 PM): Is anything visible behind the mesh?
Umbrafer (9:19:06 PM): There's machinery, barrels, and several crates.
Umbrafer (9:19:26 PM): Also, there's a small stack of lengths of piping on this side of the mesh.
MilesMk1 (9:20:09 PM): Any of them look like they might be of any use in prying a padlock off?
MilesMk1 (9:20:31 PM): Or is the piping too thick to be used as a lever in that way?
Umbrafer (9:20:43 PM): The pipes might, but it's hard to tell.
Umbrafer (9:21:19 PM): The chain looks decently sturdy, as did the padlocks.
MilesMk1 (9:21:33 PM): I grab one, and head for the double doors.
Umbrafer (9:22:15 PM): You slip the pipe in and pry, but nothing happens.
Umbrafer (9:22:21 PM): To its credit, the pipe does not give way.
Umbrafer (9:23:47 PM): You don't think the lock is going to give way.
Umbrafer (9:24:52 PM): The buzzing intensifies behind you.
MilesMk1 (9:25:10 PM): I head for the door labeled exit, still carrying the pipe
Umbrafer (9:25:48 PM): You head out. There's more forest beyond, another path.
Umbrafer (9:25:53 PM): The buzzing has died down, though.
Umbrafer (9:26:18 PM): In the distance you see what looks to be…
Umbrafer (9:26:21 PM): Torches?
MilesMk1 (9:26:53 PM): hmm
Umbrafer (9:27:06 PM): They don't look like they're moving.
MilesMk1 (9:27:14 PM): I head in that direction, more carefully now.
Umbrafer (9:27:49 PM): As you near the area, you see that there's someone in a clearing.
Umbrafer (9:27:52 PM): Two people, actually.
Umbrafer (9:27:57 PM): One of them is sitting on a rock.
Umbrafer (9:28:09 PM): The other is lying in the middle of a circle of candles.
Umbrafer (9:28:33 PM): He isn't moving, but he doesn't… feel dead.
Umbrafer (9:28:51 PM): They've both got painted faces.
Umbrafer (9:30:36 PM): The one sitting on the rock turns.
MilesMk1 (9:30:49 PM): *I approach slowly*
Umbrafer (9:30:59 PM): "You've come, I see. Knew you would, you always do."
Umbrafer (9:31:10 PM): "What are you going to do about it, then?"
Umbrafer (9:31:42 PM): He stabs a finger in your direction. "You've got the mark on you, you know. What do you expect to do when they show up?"
Umbrafer (9:31:52 PM): He sounds more than a little unbalanced.
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MilesMk1 (9:32:48 PM): "Uh... I always do?"
Umbrafer (9:33:26 PM): "Yes! You and the others…"
MilesMk1 (9:33:27 PM): "Who the hell are they, and why is he staked out on the ground?" *points to the figure in the ciricle*
Umbrafer (9:33:42 PM): He looks surprised, then looks back at the circle.
Umbrafer (9:33:55 PM): (Someone try reinviting Seiler?)
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Umbrafer (9:34:10 PM): "Oh, him. He's on a long journey, we don't need him."
Umbrafer (9:34:17 PM): The faces look very similar.
MilesMk1 (9:34:53 PM): "Is he a relative of yours?"
Umbrafer (9:35:07 PM): "In a manner of speaking, in a manner of speaking."
MilesMk1 (9:35:51 PM): "So why shouldn't I come here? It is *dream*, ins't it? And who are these others?"
Umbrafer (9:36:03 PM): "Listen! When they come, that's who everyone will pay attention to him. But you! Remember! This!"
MilesMk1 (9:36:11 PM): make that "my *dream*"
Umbrafer (9:36:19 PM): "It is His doing. Find Him, and you can stop this. Only then."
Umbrafer (9:36:24 PM): The capitalization is apparent in his voice.
Umbrafer (9:37:08 PM): "Pay no mind to them, only him! The Red Devil! The mask of the dark!"
Umbrafer (9:37:26 PM): "He moves even now, hastening their arrival…"
MilesMk1 (9:38:11 PM): "So he is this Red Devil person?"
Umbrafer (9:38:26 PM): "Yes! Yes, and don't you forget it!"
Umbrafer (9:38:34 PM): He immediately whirls and stalks off down another path in the opposite direction from the factory.
MilesMk1 (9:38:45 PM): "And what's this thing I'm supposed to stop?"
MilesMk1 (9:38:47 PM): "Hey!"
Umbrafer (9:38:55 PM): The other person lies still.
MilesMk1 (9:39:07 PM): "What about the guy in the circle?"
Umbrafer (9:39:14 PM): You feel a tingling sensation throughout your body.
MilesMk1 (9:39:16 PM): "How do I get out of here?"
Umbrafer (9:39:38 PM): The deranged man walks away, ignoring you.
MilesMk1 (9:39:51 PM): "I'm going to kick over some candles now..."
Umbrafer (9:39:54 PM): You feel something wet in your hand and on your head.
MilesMk1 (9:40:25 PM): "What..." *looks at his hand, whirls around, looks up, pats at his hair*
Umbrafer (9:40:44 PM): Your hand is leaking blood from the palm.
Thematrian1 (9:40:55 PM): (and, there's the connection)
MilesMk1 (9:41:13 PM): (Did you start leaking blood in your dream? I forget.)
Thematrian1 (9:41:23 PM): (Yep)
MilesMk1 (9:41:29 PM): Just one? Is there a visible cut?
MilesMk1 (9:41:35 PM): What about my head?
Umbrafer (9:42:00 PM): There's something wet coming from your head about where your datajack was.
MilesMk1 (9:42:00 PM): (Did you tell Glitch about the dream IC?)
MilesMk1 (9:43:04 PM): What about my eyes? They were cyber replacements too... And I has climbing claws... And my lungs had stuff too... I start checking myself for other areas I might worry about leaking blood from if this trend continues.
Thematrian1 (9:43:20 PM): (I think so, yeah)
Umbrafer (9:43:32 PM): (I know you did, but I'm not sure how much detail you went into.)
MilesMk1 (9:43:57 PM): (I remember the guy in make-up staked out in your dream, and not looking too good, but little else.)
Thematrian1 (9:44:08 PM): (I know I talked about the blood, it creeped Gem out. David too, come to that)
Umbrafer (9:44:13 PM): Your lungs feel strange, but you don't seem to be, y'know, drowning in blood. You do notice that the place the claws were is starting to leak blood, and that it feels like your eyes are watering
CirclMastr (9:44:39 PM): (I was there?)
Umbrafer (9:44:47 PM): (Other David.)
CirclMastr (9:44:55 PM): (Ah)
Thematrian1 (9:44:57 PM): (Yeah, I meant me)
MilesMk1 (9:44:58 PM): "Oh, this is fucking great. Some people dream about orgies, or giant cicadas, and things. I get Ebola III."
Thematrian1 (9:45:10 PM): (At least it's not relatives ;-))
MilesMk1 (9:45:22 PM): (Heh. Busted.)
MilesMk1 (9:46:01 PM): While I can still see, I walk over to the sleeping guy and try to shake him awake / check in on him.
Umbrafer (9:47:00 PM): He doesn't seem to be moving, though he looks alive.
Umbrafer (9:47:08 PM): There's blood running away from him into a channel in the earth.
MilesMk1 (9:48:13 PM): Is he bleeding from a particular spot?
Umbrafer (9:49:06 PM): It's hard to see from a distance, but on closer inspection he appears to be staked to the spot through the torso, with cuts along each wrist.
MilesMk1 (9:50:05 PM): "Long journey, my ass. Which at least isn't bleeding."
MilesMk1 (9:50:13 PM): *tries to pull out the stake*
Umbrafer (9:50:48 PM): You tug and tug. At first it seems to be stuck fast.
Umbrafer (9:50:48 PM): A few seconds later, though, it pulls free.
Umbrafer (9:51:05 PM): The man's eyes snap open. He sits up.
Umbrafer (9:51:23 PM): He looks you in the eyes.
Umbrafer (9:51:30 PM): You hear a scream from down the path.
MilesMk1 (9:53:26 PM): "Hi... Uh... The raving madman said you were on a journey?"
MilesMk1 (9:53:48 PM): *waves his hand towards the scream*
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Umbrafer (9:54:31 PM): His mouth moves slowly, but nothing comes out.
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Umbrafer (9:54:48 PM): The scream turns into more of a shriek.
MilesMk1 (9:54:49 PM): "And just so you know, if this is one of those deals where the guy who pulls out the stake gets to lie down in the circle next, you can have your stake back..."
Umbrafer (9:55:13 PM): He seems to understand that. You get a small smile.
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Umbrafer (9:55:50 PM): He keeps trying to speak, but nothing comes of it.
MilesMk1 (9:55:53 PM): "Umm... Would you like to get out of the circle? There's a rock over there if you'd like to sit somewhere with less creepy candles..."
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MilesMk1 (9:56:14 PM): *holds out a hand to help him up* (the one not covered in blood)
Umbrafer (9:56:32 PM): He grasps it, but pulls himself to your ear instead of up
Umbrafer (9:56:53 PM): "The… red… devil… the house…"
Umbrafer (9:57:10 PM): He's more breathing it than anything. Even at this range you can barely hear him.
MilesMk1 (9:57:56 PM): "That's what the other guy said... What do you want me to do? Who's the Red Devil? Where's this house?"
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Umbrafer (9:58:51 PM): He points down the path the other man went down.
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MilesMk1 (9:59:17 PM): "You want me to go down there?"
Umbrafer (9:59:48 PM): "Save…" [garbled]
MilesMk1 (10:00:02 PM): Did it sound anything like "yourself"?
MilesMk1 (10:00:09 PM): "Save who?"
Umbrafer (10:00:19 PM): Too few syllables for that.
MilesMk1 (10:00:23 PM): "I'm supposed to save someone there?"
Umbrafer (10:00:31 PM): He garbles again
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MilesMk1 (10:01:00 PM): I motion for him to try to write it down in the dirt.
Umbrafer (10:01:26 PM): He scribbles out something, but in an alphabet you've never seen before.
MilesMk1 (10:01:38 PM): I try to memorize it.
Umbrafer (10:01:40 PM): The shrieking jumps an octave.
MilesMk1 (10:02:03 PM): "So you want me to leave you, go down that path, and try to save someone?"
Umbrafer (10:02:21 PM): He nods in a weak-but-frantic fashion.
MilesMk1 (10:02:35 PM): "The insane screaming guy?"
Umbrafer (10:02:43 PM): *Nod nod*
MilesMk1 (10:02:47 PM): "The one who looked like you?"
Umbrafer (10:03:45 PM): He nods again.
MilesMk1 (10:03:57 PM): "All right..." *takes off running down the path*
Umbrafer (10:04:31 PM): At the end of the path you come to a house. The shrieking is definitely coming from inside.
MilesMk1 (10:05:01 PM): Unless I see a very compelling reason to stop, I run inside.
Umbrafer (10:05:35 PM): You run inside. There's a bunch of stuff in the front room, and a door ajar further in. There sounds to be a bonfire or something inside it, and the screaming.
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MilesMk1 (10:06:09 PM): I try to get closer to the source of the screaming.
Umbrafer (10:06:37 PM): You step to the door of the room.
Umbrafer (10:06:46 PM): Inside is the insane guy.
Umbrafer (10:07:00 PM): He's completely engulphed in flames, holding a large candlestick.
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Umbrafer (10:07:06 PM): *engulfed
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Umbrafer (10:07:19 PM): "He's here!"
Umbrafer (10:07:45 PM): "He's here! I saw him!"
Umbrafer (10:08:15 PM): He staggers towards you, falls to his knees.
MilesMk1 (10:08:17 PM): Does it look like he or the candlestic are the source of the flames, or is the room just one fire and he's standing in it?
MilesMk1 (10:08:36 PM): I look for something I could use to smother the flames.
Umbrafer (10:08:38 PM): It's hard to tell where the fire originally came from, but he's clearly completely on fire and is setting the room on fire.
MilesMk1 (10:08:51 PM): Carpet, blanket, drapes...
Umbrafer (10:09:08 PM): There's a carpet back in the other room
Umbrafer (10:09:23 PM): This room has clearly caught but good, though.
MilesMk1 (10:09:33 PM): *heavy sigh*
Umbrafer (10:09:50 PM): "Save yourself! The Red Devil!"
MilesMk1 (10:10:04 PM): I try to grab him by his hand or shirt front, yank him out of there, and try to roll him up in the carpet and pat out the flames.
MilesMk1 (10:10:45 PM): (Because I'm just stupid and apparently willing to risk this being one of those dreams from which you wake up bleeding and burned)
Umbrafer (10:10:59 PM): You grab ahold of him. His skin is hot, and practically comes away in your hand.
Thematrian1 (10:11:06 PM): (Man, you're just a bleeding heart in every game)
Umbrafer (10:11:19 PM): He slumps on the floor.
Umbrafer (10:11:32 PM): He looks up at you, looks into your eyes
Umbrafer (10:11:36 PM): Begins to mouth something
Umbrafer (10:11:39 PM): You wake up.
MilesMk1 (10:12:51 PM): (Sorry, didn't have a bucket of salt to dump on him to satisfy you people. ;))
MilesMk1 (10:13:09 PM): I check myself for burns and/or signs of bleeding.
MilesMk1 (10:13:18 PM): And try to recall what it is he was mouthing.
Umbrafer (10:13:37 PM): Your induction pad looks a little redder than usual, but other than that you seem to be fine.
MilesMk1 (10:13:59 PM): And try to write down the word the other guy scribbled in the dirt before it escapes me.
Umbrafer (10:14:17 PM): You scribble down the shapes as best as you can remember.
Umbrafer (10:14:20 PM): Umbrafer rolled 15 6-sided dice: 4 4 2 3 5 5 3 3 3 6 1 4 6 5 2
Umbrafer (10:14:23 PM): Umbrafer rolled 2 6-sided dice: 3 1
Umbrafer (10:14:28 PM): Intelligence test.
MilesMk1 (10:14:38 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 8 6-sided dice: 6 6 4 5 4 3 5 1
MilesMk1 (10:14:42 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1 6
MilesMk1 (10:14:46 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
Umbrafer (10:15:27 PM): You get as good a version as you could expect, you think
Umbrafer (10:16:09 PM): You've only been asleep for four hours at this point.
MilesMk1 (10:16:15 PM): I walk to the bathroom, look myself over in the mirror, get a drink of water, and go back to sleep.
MilesMk1 (10:16:26 PM): Or try to.
Umbrafer (10:16:33 PM): You look like death on toast, but nothing you don't usually look like on this little sleep.
Umbrafer (10:16:45 PM): A return to sleep comes slowly, but it eventually comes.
Umbrafer (10:17:08 PM): The morning (or mid-afternoon?) finds you rested and refreshed.
MilesMk1 (10:17:30 PM): I figure I sleep at least till 12:00 - 1:00 if I can.
Umbrafer (10:17:52 PM): Gem is awake as well.
Thematrian1 (10:17:57 PM): ::stretch::
Thematrian1 (10:18:03 PM): I don't need more soybread this time.
MilesMk1 (10:18:47 PM): *walks over the the phone, dials Gem's number*
Thematrian1 (10:19:11 PM): I pick up.
MilesMk1 (10:19:29 PM): "Hey. Hope I didn't wake you up?"
Thematrian1 (10:19:44 PM): "Not at all. Got yet another job for us?"
MilesMk1 (10:20:37 PM): "Well, there is the number we got last night, if we want to call it, but I actually wanted to talk to you about something else..."
Thematrian1 (10:21:02 PM): "Oh?"
MilesMk1 (10:21:04 PM): "Remember that weird dream you said you had a few days ago?"
Thematrian1 (10:22:00 PM): "Vividly"
MilesMk1 (10:22:57 PM): "Well... I think it'd be good, after last night, if we got together and compared notes."
Thematrian1 (10:23:25 PM): "Sure thing. Give me a minute, I'll find a restraunt worthy of us."
Thematrian1 (10:23:51 PM): I jack in and give it a fast scan, discretion being more important than food quality.
MilesMk1 (10:23:57 PM): "All right."
Umbrafer (10:24:26 PM): There are a few that combine both, and a few that mostly have the former.
Umbrafer (10:24:48 PM): The former tend to be pricier, and there's one of the latter slightly more nearby, but it's largely a wash.
Thematrian1 (10:25:01 PM): Pricier? After the last two runs, I laugh at pricier
Thematrian1 (10:26:03 PM): I get information on the combinations, then pick one at random and name it to Glitch.
Umbrafer (10:27:32 PM): Done.
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MilesMk1 (10:29:44 PM): "All right. You want to meet there in, say... Two hours?"
Thematrian1 (10:29:57 PM): "Sounds like a plan."
MilesMk1 (10:30:00 PM): "Or do you need me to give you a lift?"
Thematrian1 (10:30:27 PM): "Hmm. That would be handy. Thank you."
MilesMk1 (10:30:59 PM): "Ok - say hour and a half, then?"
Thematrian1 (10:31:15 PM): "All right. See you then."
MilesMk1 (10:31:30 PM): "See ya." *click*
Thematrian1 (10:32:36 PM): Hm. I research grid failures on the matrix in general, and Shadowland in particular
MilesMk1 (10:32:43 PM): *showers, dresses, gets the drawing of the mystery name, and heads out to the meet*
Thematrian1 (10:33:02 PM): Computers:
Thematrian1 (10:33:04 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 4 6 6 2 2 6
Thematrian1 (10:33:09 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 3 6-sided dice: 1 1 2
Thematrian1 (10:33:13 PM): Etiquette:
Thematrian1 (10:33:15 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 1 4 4 3 5 4
Umbrafer (10:33:29 PM): The general report is that there was a mechanical failure in the plant, but that the safety mechanisms operated as designed and aside from the power outage no ill effects were suffered.
Umbrafer (10:33:41 PM): The Shadowland take is…
Umbrafer (10:33:43 PM): All over the map.
Thematrian1 (10:33:52 PM): well, that's shadowland.
Umbrafer (10:34:21 PM): There are reports ranging from rogue Artificial Intelligence to hostage situations to the plant having blown up
Umbrafer (10:34:30 PM): That last is mostly proposed by out-of-towners
Umbrafer (10:34:40 PM): People claiming to live in the area profess having seen the plant with their eyes
Thematrian1 (10:34:50 PM): in a not-blown-up state?
Umbrafer (10:35:10 PM): Indeed.
Umbrafer (10:35:26 PM): There are also those claiming that it had nothing to do with that plant.
Thematrian1 (10:35:36 PM): hmph. What do they think caused it?
Umbrafer (10:36:07 PM): They claim that it was actually a virus implanted in the power distribution network.
Thematrian1 (10:36:18 PM): aw fuck
Thematrian1 (10:36:57 PM): mmph. I don't post anything. When the time comes, I head outside to wherever I had Glitch drop me off last night
Umbrafer (10:37:01 PM): Reports conflict as to whether or not there actually was a shadowrun against the power plant last night.
Thematrian1 (10:37:15 PM): wait, but there are reports of it?
Thematrian1 (10:37:23 PM): tell me more about them?
Umbrafer (10:37:26 PM): There are no specifics.
Umbrafer (10:37:39 PM): Some claim there was one, some claim there wasn't.
Thematrian1 (10:37:45 PM): good, good
Thematrian1 (10:37:54 PM): see above WRT dropping off, etcetera
Umbrafer (10:38:14 PM): *Nods*
Umbrafer (10:39:00 PM): Glitch arrives on-schedule unless something else happens
Thematrian1 (10:39:38 PM): ::slides in beside him:: "Hey."
MilesMk1 (10:40:06 PM): "Morning. Or something."
MilesMk1 (10:40:19 PM): *starts driving to the restaurant*
MilesMk1 (10:40:39 PM): *passes her the drawing of the mystery name*
Thematrian1 (10:41:23 PM): "So, scuttlebutt on shadowland is, the power plant got blown up. Or attacked by a rogue AI."
Thematrian1 (10:41:34 PM): "Or brought down by a virus, perhaps planted by on-site operators."
Thematrian1 (10:41:37 PM): "Hey, what's this?"
MilesMk1 (10:41:37 PM): "Ah. Why not both?"
Thematrian1 (10:41:46 PM): ::studies the drawing::
MilesMk1 (10:41:55 PM): "A name, I think."
Umbrafer (10:42:22 PM): It's… scribbling. Looks pictographic. Any knowledge of ancient languages or cultures?
MilesMk1 (10:42:23 PM): *quickly relates the events leading up to the de-staking and the conversation*
Thematrian1 (10:42:40 PM): I've got a whole bunch in Myths. Does that count?
MilesMk1 (10:42:42 PM): "He told me to save... that."
Umbrafer (10:42:49 PM): Not for much, but rooll it.
Umbrafer (10:42:51 PM): *roll
Thematrian1 (10:42:53 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 4 3 4 6 4 2
Thematrian1 (10:42:55 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
Thematrian1 (10:42:57 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
Umbrafer (10:43:14 PM): Unfortunately that doesn't do it. You've no idea what this is.
Thematrian1 (10:43:27 PM): "We'll have to research it."
MilesMk1 (10:43:31 PM): "Which he then seemed to indicate was the raving lunatic that went off into the woods, and ended up in a burning house."
MilesMk1 (10:43:50 PM): "Who looked just like him, except with more of the insanity."
MilesMk1 (10:44:00 PM): "And less bleeding"
MilesMk1 (10:44:07 PM): "And a lot more burning..."
Thematrian1 (10:44:11 PM): "Right."
MilesMk1 (10:44:18 PM): "Oh, and I apparently carry a mark now."
Thematrian1 (10:44:27 PM): I assense Glitch.
Thematrian1 (10:44:29 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 4 3 6 3 2 4
Thematrian1 (10:44:35 PM): 3 of 'em
Umbrafer (10:44:39 PM): Nothing that wasn't there before, as far as you can tell.
MilesMk1 (10:44:46 PM): "Which makes me think about balloons for some reason."
Thematrian1 (10:44:52 PM): "Well, you don't look any different."
MilesMk1 (10:45:17 PM): "Also, the red devil is coming, and only by..."
MilesMk1 (10:45:50 PM): "...by finding him, we can stop this. When they come."
Thematrian1 (10:45:53 PM): ::continues the conversation indoors when appropriate::
Thematrian1 (10:45:55 PM): "They?"
MilesMk1 (10:46:29 PM): "That's as specific as he got."
Thematrian1 (10:46:46 PM): "Cute. Some magical group, maybe?"
MilesMk1 (10:46:49 PM): "Though he also said something about the mask of the dark, when he was raving about this Red Devil guy."
Thematrian1 (10:47:20 PM): "Hmph. We lack data."
MilesMk1 (10:47:30 PM): "...and... he said he was doing something to hasten "their" arrival."
MilesMk1 (10:47:41 PM): "Red Devil was, I mean."
Thematrian1 (10:47:54 PM): "And he didn't want them to show up, right."
MilesMk1 (10:47:57 PM): "Sounds like a brand name. Cigarettes. Or beer, maybe..."
MilesMk1 (10:48:20 PM): "Sounded sort of like he thought it was a given they would, but didn't seem too happy about it."
Thematrian1 (10:48:22 PM): "Beer. Aztlan beer, probably."
MilesMk1 (10:49:33 PM): "... and the stuff about the mark... He said 'you have the mark - what do you expect to do when They show up?"
Thematrian1 (10:49:52 PM): "With the capital 'T' and everything? Worrying."
MilesMk1 (10:49:57 PM): "I think he also said that others with the mark always come..."
MilesMk1 (10:50:12 PM): "Like he thought it was stupid of them. Us. Whatever."
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Thematrian1 (10:50:36 PM): "You, at least. Though probably me too, I've had the dreams too."
MilesMk1 (10:50:38 PM): "Hard to tell how he felt about it, exactly, raving doesn't have all that much range..."
MilesMk1 (10:50:56 PM): "Oh, and did I mention I was bleeding from the eyes?"
Thematrian1 (10:51:14 PM): "No."
MilesMk1 (10:51:17 PM): "As well as other places I have cyber in..."
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Thematrian1 (10:51:26 PM): "Ah. Much becomes clear."
MilesMk1 (10:51:47 PM): "And when I walked up, the skin over my induction pad was a little red - on the hand I used to grab the burning guy with."
MilesMk1 (10:51:55 PM): Oh, God.
MilesMk1 (10:51:59 PM): When I woke up.
Thematrian1 (10:52:12 PM): yeah
MilesMk1 (10:52:57 PM): (I keep on typing things that are phonetically similar to what I actually wanted to put down. It didn't use to happen.)
MilesMk1 (10:53:32 PM): "So, I figure we need to look into these scribbles, right?"
Umbrafer (10:53:46 PM): (I've started doing that myself)
Umbrafer (10:54:12 PM): (And my fingers completely altered my original description of the inside of the factory-thing in your dream, making me retype it)
Thematrian1 (10:54:17 PM): "Yes. And keep an eye out for others, I guess, though I don't know how we'd recognize them"
MilesMk1 (10:54:26 PM): "Or do we want to look into that new job offer, or maybe the smuggling thing?"
MilesMk1 (10:55:01 PM): "Speaking of work... I guess if Conroy doesn't get in touch soon, I'm going to give him a call."
Thematrian1 (10:55:13 PM): "I'd sooner new job than smuggling; sneaking around in a vehicle on dry land would just feel strange."
MilesMk1 (10:56:03 PM): "I don't have too much experience with border running either. At least not in a vehicle."
Thematrian1 (10:56:23 PM): "Then we are decided."
Umbrafer (10:56:29 PM): (To be clear: were you going to call Conroy back or was he going to call you back?)
MilesMk1 (10:56:39 PM): (He was going to call me.)
Umbrafer (10:56:58 PM): (*Nods*)
MilesMk1 (10:57:10 PM): (But I'm willing to cut hm some slack, he seemed to not have slept for days too.)
Umbrafer (10:58:05 PM): Anything further, or awaiting Conroy?
Thematrian1 (10:58:33 PM): I've got nothing new
MilesMk1 (10:59:03 PM): "Want me to make the call now, thenm, about the new job?"
Thematrian1 (10:59:43 PM): "Yeah, let's."
MilesMk1 (10:59:52 PM): But as far as other things go, I suggest we take advantage of being in an actual restaurant after the last 48 hours and get some decent food.
Thematrian1 (11:00:02 PM): amen to that
Umbrafer (11:00:24 PM): You eat ravenously. Somewhere during it, you get a phone call.
MilesMk1 (11:00:31 PM): "Hello?"
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Umbrafer (11:02:51 PM): "Glitch! Sorry I'm late, I overslept. It's been a long few days, but everything went smoothly."
MilesMk1 (11:03:11 PM): "Ah - excellent."
Umbrafer (11:03:18 PM): "I've got the rest of your payment ready whenever. Also, you interested in that other job? The guy wants to put together a meet as soon as possible."
MilesMk1 (11:03:19 PM): "Don't worry about it."
MilesMk1 (11:03:39 PM): (let me wait long enoug for Seiler to get back in)
Thematrian1 is not online, and therefore cannot chat.

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MilesMk1 (11:06:39 PM): "We actually decided to look into it just before you called."
Thematrian1 (11:07:36 PM): ::munches her chicken and noodles::
MilesMk1 (11:07:49 PM): "Are you going to be there? If not, let me talk to the guy, and get back to you with a time for picking up the rest of it."
Umbrafer (11:07:50 PM): *Munch munch munch*
Umbrafer (11:08:13 PM): "I'm not, this is his thing." He rattles off a number.
MilesMk1 (11:08:36 PM): I think I already had it, so I double-check it.
MilesMk1 (11:08:56 PM): "All right - I'm going to give him a call now, and then call you right back."
Umbrafer (11:09:15 PM): "Got it."
MilesMk1 (11:09:25 PM): "Later."
Umbrafer (11:09:26 PM): "I'll scare up some food. Talk to you soon." *Click*
MilesMk1 (11:09:28 PM): *click*
MilesMk1 (11:09:52 PM): "Hah! We did it. Paid in full."
MilesMk1 (11:10:14 PM): "And this new guy is apparently in a rush to meet as well."
Thematrian1 (11:10:17 PM): ::grin:: "I love my job."
Thematrian1 (11:10:23 PM): "And who can blame him?"
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MilesMk1 (11:11:58 PM): "This has been good work, but I just hope we don't end up getting called in on every rush job out there, because I seem to have discovered a thus far unnoticed need to sleep."
MilesMk1 (11:12:05 PM): Doh.
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MilesMk1 (11:12:42 PM): "This has been good work, but I just hope we don't end up getting called in on every rush job out there, because I seem to have discovered a thus far unnoticed need to sleep."
MilesMk1 (11:13:01 PM): "Let me call this guy..." *dials*
Thematrian1 (11:13:25 PM): "How strange. If you get tired of huge sums of money, you can always start turning them down..."
MilesMk1 (11:13:54 PM): "...I can quit anytime I want to?"
Umbrafer (11:14:56 PM): *Ring ring
Umbrafer (11:14:58 PM): *Ring ring*
Umbrafer (11:15:03 PM): *Click* "Hello?"
Thematrian1 (11:15:08 PM): said with a wink: "Well, I can. S'why I'm here instead of in pieces in the Atlantic"
Thematrian1 (11:15:18 PM): s/Atlantic/Pacific/g
MilesMk1 (11:16:55 PM): "Good afternoon. My name's Glitch, and I was told to call you about a job."
Umbrafer (11:17:15 PM): "Who sent you to me?"
MilesMk1 (11:17:51 PM): "Conroy."
Umbrafer (11:18:35 PM): "I need someone removed."
Umbrafer (11:18:51 PM): "Poor surveillance, but threat shouldn't be high. Can you meet me at the King's Tavern at eight?"
Thematrian1 (11:20:11 PM): I can.
MilesMk1 (11:20:24 PM): *repeats this verbatim to Gem over the transducer*
MilesMk1 (11:20:55 PM): "Sure. I'll see you there, then?"
Thematrian1 (11:20:57 PM): #Might as well meet.#
Dezra Pierce (11:20:58 PM): Fwarkin' Prime!
Dezra Pierce (11:21:05 PM): (oh shit sorry wrong window)
MilesMk1 (11:21:53 PM): (that's ok)
MilesMk1 (11:22:10 PM): (we're used to the unusual)
Umbrafer (11:22:39 PM): (Seiler may remember the really unusual event. The time we discovered that AIM can't have more than one chat with the same name.)
Thematrian1 (11:22:57 PM): (No, alas)
MilesMk1 (11:23:40 PM): "How do we find you?"
Umbrafer (11:24:21 PM): "Ask for Adam Rose."
MilesMk1 (11:24:44 PM): "Very well."
MilesMk1 (11:25:15 PM): (I had a moment's pause when I realized this is a hit, but then again, so was our first job...)
MilesMk1 (11:25:37 PM): (I hope it's someone who deserves it, even if Glitch doesn't especially care.)
Umbrafer (11:25:56 PM): (We've turned you into a pacifist ;) )
Thematrian1 (11:26:03 PM): (Yeah, Gem isn't really equipped to handle assassinations)
Thematrian1 (11:26:16 PM): (Statwise or personalitywise)
MilesMk1 (11:27:30 PM): If there's nothing else, I hang up, and give Conroy a call.
MilesMk1 (11:27:55 PM): "I guess we can meet Conroy first with time to spare, and get our money."
Thematrian1 (11:28:25 PM): "With plenty of time left over to research your dream."
Umbrafer (11:28:26 PM): Nothing else. He does mention that you need your own transportation.
MilesMk1 (11:28:37 PM): "You ok with this kind of job?"
MilesMk1 (11:28:57 PM): Assuming he doesn't mean helicopter or t-bird, I think we're covered.
Thematrian1 (11:29:23 PM): "I'm ok with meeting him. More generally..."
MilesMk1 (11:29:29 PM): And has Scavengers blinked back into existence?
Umbrafer (11:29:57 PM): Indeed.
terminal handle (11:30:45 PM): Still alive. :)
Thematrian1 (11:30:58 PM): For some value of "alive"
terminal handle (11:31:16 PM): Hey. I come with 33% more reliability this semester. I am a steal.
CirclMastr (11:31:32 PM): (Once again I showed up for no reason.)
Umbrafer (11:32:01 PM): (Pah.)
Thematrian1 (11:32:08 PM): (I meant IC, but sure)
MilesMk1 (11:32:43 PM): "Doesn't bother me as long as it's not someone's 10 year old kid, but I wouldn't hold declining on moral grounds against you..."
MilesMk1 (11:33:12 PM): "Let me call Conroy." *calls to arrange a meeting*
Umbrafer (11:33:25 PM): *Ring ring* *Click*
Thematrian1 (11:33:30 PM): Gem nods. "Thanks for that. There are lots of people I wouldn't mind killing, lots of people I would. Finding out which is which will be tricky, of course..."
Umbrafer (11:33:37 PM): You can clearly hear something sizzling on the other side.
Umbrafer (11:33:44 PM): "Hey."
MilesMk1 (11:33:59 PM): "Hey. Is this a bad time?"
MilesMk1 (11:34:14 PM): Or does it just sound like he has his white noise gadget going?
Umbrafer (11:34:22 PM): "Nope. Might have to put the phone down when the bacon's done."
MilesMk1 (11:35:15 PM): "Oh. Well, it looks like we're free anytime before six and after ten - what works for you?"
Umbrafer (11:35:31 PM): "Five?"
MilesMk1 (11:35:44 PM): "Sure. Real bacon, is it?"
Umbrafer (11:36:20 PM): "Yes! And it smells delicious. Can't remember the last time I had real bacon."
Umbrafer (11:36:30 PM): "Oh, one more thing.
MilesMk1 (11:37:06 PM): "Well, I'm sure it'll taste even better after the last couple of days. Five o'clock, where?"
MilesMk1 (11:37:19 PM): "Yes?"
Umbrafer (11:37:39 PM): "If you can, I'd suggest getting out of town for a week or two in another two-three weeks, or at least laying low. Word down the line is that someone torqued off some Lone Star folk and they're going to be starting a crackdown."
Umbrafer (11:39:29 PM): "As for where… the bridge on Northside? The one with the nice pedestrian walkway?"
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MilesMk1 (11:40:00 PM): "Thanks... I'll definitely keep that in mind. I'll see you there at five."
Umbrafer (11:40:34 PM): "Take care." *Click*
Umbrafer (11:41:47 PM): Unless there's anything important you want to talk to Conroy about I'll assume that meeting goes okay—I'd prefer to get the meet with the J done tonight if at all possible
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MilesMk1 (11:42:50 PM): Sure. We'll happily take our massive amount of money with minimal fuss.
Umbrafer (11:43:02 PM): You take your massive amounts of money. It's all there.
MilesMk1 (11:43:19 PM): Though let's assume (maybe for clarification on the board) that I try to get more info out of him concerning this LS crackdown.
Thematrian1 (11:43:20 PM): Gem is pleased by this development.
Thematrian1 (11:43:41 PM): We go meet the J; in the many extra hours I research the dream symbols, but no need for that now
Umbrafer (11:44:00 PM): Unfortunately he disclaims any further knowledge than "people I trust say it's coming".
Umbrafer (11:44:08 PM): You going to call Scavs up?
Thematrian1 (11:44:41 PM): I guess we'd better. Glitch and Gem aren't all that good at killing people.
MilesMk1 (11:45:10 PM): Well.
terminal handle (11:45:19 PM): Who's to say that Scavs is? :( I'm so much more than a heartless killer.
MilesMk1 (11:45:26 PM): I'm only bad at killing people who know I'm there.
Thematrian1 (11:45:39 PM): Right, but you have the technical competence, moreso than Gem
Thematrian1 (11:46:35 PM): So: 8pm, the place
MilesMk1 (11:47:06 PM): And we do call Scavs up.
Umbrafer (11:47:18 PM): The place is an old Brit-style pub.
Umbrafer (11:47:24 PM): An aberration in a land of Irish pubs.
MilesMk1 (11:48:09 PM): ("United!" *clap clap clap* "United!")
Umbrafer (11:49:24 PM): There's a large Troll arriving at much the same time as you.
MilesMk1 (11:49:38 PM): *does the usual scan for ambushes and other unpleasantness*
MilesMk1 (11:49:42 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 3 6 4 2 3 5
MilesMk1 (11:49:46 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
MilesMk1 (11:50:10 PM): I let the troll go first.
Thematrian1 (11:50:14 PM): astral look-see
Thematrian1 (11:50:16 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 4 6 2 6 5 2
Thematrian1 (11:50:30 PM): I'll leave my astral perception on, unless something utterly horrific happens
Thematrian1 (11:50:31 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6 2
Umbrafer (11:50:32 PM): Is that a general look around?
Thematrian1 (11:50:34 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
Thematrian1 (11:50:39 PM): yeah
CirclMastr (11:51:06 PM): *ducks inside the door and straightens up, standing a full 3 meters tall with unkept hair but rather nice clothes (and anyone who fills in "for a troll" is racist!)*
Umbrafer (11:52:19 PM): You see no unusual astral activity. A Watcher is playing with an awakened rat of some sort.
Thematrian1 (11:52:54 PM): ::looks up, and up, and up at the new troll::
CirclMastr (11:53:35 PM): *is completely unaware that someone is looking at me*
Thematrian1 (11:53:43 PM): assense:
Thematrian1 (11:53:47 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 5 3 4 3 2 6
Umbrafer (11:54:30 PM): Big.
Umbrafer (11:54:35 PM): Awakened.
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CirclMastr (11:54:43 PM): (Disconnected)
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Thematrian1 (11:56:56 PM): ok: find a bartender and ask for Adam Rose?
Umbrafer (11:57:14 PM): You get directed to a booth in the back.
CirclMastr (11:58:47 PM): *pulls out a slip of paper, looks intently at it, then asks a random person for Adam Rose*
Thematrian1 (11:58:53 PM): I head. When I spot Mr. Rose, I assense him
Thematrian1 (11:58:56 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 3 6 1 4 6 6
Umbrafer (11:59:22 PM): Luckily enough, the random person is the bartender—not many other people in the immediate area.
Umbrafer (11:59:34 PM): He points you after the folk that just asked.
CirclMastr (11:59:55 PM): *goes to join them*
MilesMk1 (12:01:23 AM): *shifts over to make room*
Thematrian1 (12:01:35 AM): "Mr. Rose?"
Umbrafer (12:01:41 AM): "Yes?"
Thematrian1 (12:02:02 AM): "Good evening. My name is Gem, and this is my associate, Glitch."
Umbrafer (12:02:42 AM): "A pleasure." He says it slowly, and while he doesn't sound displeased per se he manages to rob the phrase of meaning.
Umbrafer (12:02:59 AM): "Not waiting on anyone?" He looks around.
Thematrian1 (12:03:12 AM): (Where is Scavengers in this?)
Umbrafer (12:03:23 AM): (Scavs? Did you show up with the rest of the crew?)
terminal handle (12:04:03 AM): (Appearing from thin air is good, too.)
terminal handle (12:04:07 AM): (Yessir.)
Umbrafer (12:04:40 AM): (She's presumably at a seat, then)
Umbrafer (12:04:52 AM): Umbrafer rolled 15 6-sided dice: 4 1 3 5 4 2 6 1 4 3 3 2 2 6 6
Umbrafer (12:04:56 AM): Umbrafer rolled 3 6-sided dice: 2 4 1
Thematrian1 (12:04:57 AM): "This is Scavengers, and " turning to the troll " you are?"
Umbrafer (12:05:00 AM): Umbrafer rolled 15 6-sided dice: 5 1 4 6 4 4 4 4 5 1 5 4 4 2 4
Umbrafer (12:05:04 AM): Umbrafer rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
Umbrafer (12:05:06 AM): Umbrafer rolled 15 6-sided dice: 2 6 2 5 2 4 1 3 3 6 4 1 1 3 2
Umbrafer (12:05:11 AM): Umbrafer rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
CirclMastr (12:05:12 AM): *looks around a bit*
Umbrafer (12:05:21 AM): Umbrafer rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
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Umbrafer (12:07:00 AM): (Doing anything beyond just looking around?)
CirclMastr (12:07:15 AM): *looks back at Mr. Rose and speaks very slowly and clearly* "Pusher."
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terminal handle (12:07:37 AM): *gives the trog a once-over, dripping distaste* "A pleasure."
terminal handle (12:07:52 AM): terminal handle rolled 5 6-sided dice: 3 1 4 1 5
MilesMk1 (12:08:01 AM): (No duels! Not again...)
CirclMastr (12:08:04 AM): *extends a large, overmuscled arm to shake no one in particular's hand*
Thematrian1 (12:08:14 AM): ::claims that hand::
CirclMastr (12:08:51 AM): *shakes it quite vigourously*
Thematrian1 (12:09:15 AM): #Don't suppose you recognize this guy?#
Umbrafer (12:10:03 AM): "As you know, I have a job I'd like you to do."
Umbrafer (12:10:24 AM): "There's an… individual who has done something that I cannot let pass."
MilesMk1 (12:10:41 AM): #The J?#
MilesMk1 (12:10:52 AM): (I don't suppose I do, right?)
Umbrafer (12:10:56 AM): "I have reason to believe that he has gone to ground, and I need you to dig him out and deal with him."
Umbrafer (12:10:59 AM): (Not in the least.)
Thematrian1 (12:11:02 AM): #The troll.#
MilesMk1 (12:11:10 AM): (Or the troll?)
Umbrafer (12:11:45 AM): (Nope0
Umbrafer (12:11:48 AM): *)
Thematrian1 (12:12:31 AM): "And what sort of fee are you offering, for this little piece of spadework?"
Umbrafer (12:13:09 AM): "Twenty up front, eighty at the close."
Thematrian1 (12:13:28 AM): "And the time conditions?"
Umbrafer (12:14:02 AM): "Flexible. Ten days should be enough time."
Umbrafer (12:14:16 AM): "I do not believe he intends to leave the city, but it would be wise to ensure that that doesn't happen."
Thematrian1 (12:14:49 AM): #Not a total crash project, then#
MilesMk1 (12:15:03 AM): #Not even close, compared to the last two...#
Thematrian1 (12:15:50 AM): #So: how do we find out about the target without committing ourselves? This guy doesn't inspire confidence."
MilesMk1 (12:16:26 AM): #He certainly doesn't seem to like us very much, does he.#
MilesMk1 (12:17:03 AM): #Ask whether he has any information that can aid us in locating him, or whether we'll be able to start the search from nothing.#
CirclMastr (12:17:16 AM): *sits in silence*
MilesMk1 (12:17:30 AM): (make that "will have to start the search")
Thematrian1 (12:18:06 AM): "Would we be investigating him entirely on our own, or do you have information to share with us, should we take the job?"
Umbrafer (12:18:34 AM): "I have leads. Strong leads."
CirclMastr (12:19:14 AM): "I'm strong..."
Umbrafer (12:19:41 AM): (And when he says it, you believe it.)
Thematrian1 (12:20:03 AM): "We can see that."
CirclMastr (12:20:38 AM): *grins and looks down at the table, rubbing my arm*
Umbrafer (12:21:39 AM): He looks around the table for responses.
Thematrian1 (12:22:23 AM): #I have reservations, but this time we don't have to act in haste. If it turns out that we're doing something really evil, we haveoptions.#
MilesMk1 (12:23:28 AM): #Hmm... Perhaps simply let him know that there are certain things we won't do - like kill children, or do something that'd require large collateral civillian casualties and see how he reacts?#
Thematrian1 (12:24:47 AM): "I'm willing, based on what you've told us. But you should know, Mr. Rose, that I don't kill children and I don't involve bystanders. Is that likely to be a problem?"
Umbrafer (12:25:26 AM): "I doubt it." He mouths the words as if they have a sour taste to them.
MilesMk1 (12:26:40 AM): #Are we going to try to haggle over the price, at all?#
terminal handle (12:26:49 AM): *lets out a brief titter* "We'll see about accomodations, Mr. Rose." ;)
Thematrian1 (12:26:50 AM): #This doesn't feel like reassurance. Of course we are.#
Thematrian1 (12:27:16 AM): And, I'm in no shape to RP it. Negotiations:
Thematrian1 (12:27:18 AM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 4 5 2 2 1 2
Umbrafer (12:27:28 AM): Umbrafer rolled 15 6-sided dice: 3 1 6 1 5 6 2 5 4 6 3 4 3 1 5
Umbrafer (12:27:33 AM): (What're your mods again?)
Umbrafer (12:27:38 AM): Umbrafer rolled 3 6-sided dice: 1 5 2
Thematrian1 (12:27:52 AM): (At least -3, more if he respects Good Looking and Knows It)
Umbrafer (12:28:23 AM): He doesn't budge, though he does offer to push another five up-front.
Thematrian1 (12:28:37 AM): bah. I take him up on it.
Umbrafer (12:29:18 AM): Done. Unless anyone has objections, we'll do the info dump next week?
MilesMk1 (12:29:21 AM): Sure.
Umbrafer (12:29:23 AM): I could do it now, but I similarly am flagging.
MilesMk1 (12:29:32 AM): Yeah, I ought to gop sleep.
Umbrafer (12:29:39 AM): Case in point.
terminal handle (12:29:54 AM): Break yourselves of the sleep addiction.
Umbrafer (12:30:02 AM): I tried that.
terminal handle (12:30:05 AM): It's easier than you'd think.
Thematrian1 (12:30:08 AM): madness, madness
Umbrafer (12:30:10 AM): It worked for a few years, and then it didn't.
terminal handle (12:30:11 AM): You just didn't have enough heart in it.
MilesMk1 (12:30:13 AM): Hey, that was purely due to the proximity of "o" and "p" on the keyboard. :)
MilesMk1 (12:30:42 AM): I used to be able to do it when I was closer to 20 than to 30, but no longer...
terminal handle (12:31:56 AM): I can feel the years creeping up on me already.
Thematrian1 (12:32:13 AM): ugh
CirclMastr (12:32:20 AM): The years jumped me in a dark alley, I didn't have a chance.
Umbrafer (12:32:32 AM): We're old men, all. Pretty soon we'll be playing in the old folks' home, trying to find our teeth.
terminal handle (12:33:06 AM): You know bloody well I will shiv you for yours if I've lost mine.
terminal handle (12:33:26 AM): I need them to freak out kids on my lawn.
Umbrafer (12:33:33 AM): :)
terminal handle (12:33:36 AM): Shoot my scattergun at their football and yell.
CirclMastr (12:33:44 AM): The nurses would take it away before it was sufficienly sharp to pierce all our joint replacements.
CirclMastr (12:34:19 AM): And I'm off to bed. G'night.
MilesMk1 (12:34:25 AM): Har, har... Goodnight.
terminal handle (12:34:29 AM): G'luck!
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MilesMk1 (12:34:38 AM): See several of you Tuesday.
Thematrian1 (12:34:46 AM): syf
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Umbrafer (12:34:55 AM): *Waves*
terminal handle (12:34:58 AM): I enjoy my clinically dead Tuesdays.
terminal handle (12:35:04 AM): G'bye, everybody.
MilesMk1 (12:35:09 AM): Bye.
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