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MilesMk1 (8:48:18 PM): Still can't use Thematrian?
Umbrafer (8:48:25 PM): Any idea what's up with your main SN?
Saucetenuto (8:48:28 PM): actually, I probably can. Let me try it...
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Thematrian1 (8:49:12 PM): good times
CirclMastr (8:49:24 PM): Sweetness.
MilesMk1 (8:49:53 PM): Well, it's good to see you alive and kicking.
Thematrian1 (8:49:56 PM): heh, thanks
Thematrian1 (8:50:15 PM): one more hurdle, and then it'll be essentially guaranteed that no one will die
MilesMk1 (8:50:41 PM): Getting one of your roommates committed?
Thematrian1 (8:51:14 PM): no, that already happened. But she can only stay for a few days; when she gets out, the situation will become very tense. Things will then resolve themselves, one way or another.
MilesMk1 (8:51:26 PM): Ah.
Thematrian1 (8:53:04 PM): anyhow, game?
CirclMastr (8:53:27 PM): Game!
MilesMk1 (8:54:26 PM): Meh, I dunno, I sort of had my fill already... ;)
Umbrafer (8:54:46 PM): When we last left our antiheroes…
Umbrafer (8:55:03 PM): They were blinking through time in an attempt to do whatever we can while missing one or more people.
Thematrian1 (8:55:37 PM): yep, that was us. Gem did her thing, which reminds me, Glitch and Gem need to talk.
CirclMastr (8:55:44 PM): Uh oh
MilesMk1 (8:56:41 PM): Ok, I'm sure we have plenty of time to do that...
CirclMastr (8:57:13 PM): You two teaming up against me already?
MilesMk1 (8:57:36 PM): You mean "still", right? ;)
Thematrian1 (8:57:37 PM): Yes. The whole thing is an elaborate ploy to steal your drones.
Umbrafer (8:57:52 PM): Well, the Battle Royale segment's coming right up, and they don't stand a chance against a Rigger alone
Umbrafer (8:58:03 PM): So they camp outside the school and kill you on the way out.
Umbrafer (8:58:07 PM): They just need to arrange it.
Umbrafer (8:59:16 PM): Oh
CirclMastr (8:59:17 PM): Good thing I have two backup characters.
Umbrafer (8:59:23 PM): One more administrative thing at the start:
Umbrafer (8:59:44 PM): Does anyone remember the last temporal landmark, whether it be a date or a day of the week?
CirclMastr (9:00:16 PM): It was a weekday when Pusher had his breakdown.
Umbrafer (9:02:16 PM): How does Thursday, June 17, 2055 sound for today's date?
Umbrafer (9:02:20 PM): In-game, that is
CirclMastr (9:02:24 PM): Sure
Thematrian1 (9:02:50 PM): I have no objections
MilesMk1 (9:02:54 PM): Ok...
Umbrafer (9:02:58 PM): Unless anyone has any evidence to the contrary, let it be so. Now, what are you people doing?
MilesMk1 (9:03:47 PM): Gem and I were meeting to plot aga... to talk about her visit to the street doc.
Thematrian1 (9:03:55 PM): right
CirclMastr (9:04:15 PM): I was left in media res at the school.
MilesMk1 (9:04:29 PM): Which was supposed to determine what the mysterious lumps in the suitcase were.
MilesMk1 (9:04:44 PM): School? What happened after I left?
Umbrafer (9:04:45 PM): Ah, yes.
Thematrian1 (9:04:49 PM): It sure was. I dial Glitch's number
MilesMk1 (9:06:04 PM): "Hello."
MilesMk1 (9:06:52 PM): (Oh, and before I forget, I was going to ask Gem to help me find some grenades to replace the stuff I used up)
Thematrian1 (9:07:12 PM): "Hi Glitch, it's me again. I think I know what we've got, now. Want me to come talk about it?"
MilesMk1 (9:07:35 PM): "Uh, sure. Where do you want to meet?"
Thematrian1 (9:08:32 PM): "I was thinking your place. I hate interruptions."
MilesMk1 (9:09:12 PM): (Yeesh... I fired something like 1500Y worth of ammo in the last mission, at street prices. Still, it was worth it considering what we get paid, but...)
Umbrafer (9:09:37 PM): (Heh. Was there a rocket I forgot about?)
MilesMk1 (9:09:40 PM): "All right. Do you have your own wheels, or do you need me to swing by and pick you up?)
MilesMk1 (9:09:43 PM): "
Thematrian1 (9:09:43 PM): (Yeah, it's time to refuel)
Thematrian1 (9:09:51 PM): "I'd appreciate a lift, thanks."
Thematrian1 (9:10:03 PM): (Gem needs a car of her very own.)
MilesMk1 (9:10:11 PM): (Nope, I just fired over a dozen mini-grenades, retailing at 120 a piece on the street.)
CirclMastr (9:10:15 PM): (Hound has a spare)
MilesMk1 (9:10:20 PM): (Well, we do have two stolen ones.)
Thematrian1 (9:10:30 PM): (Ooh, good point. Still, we haven't stripped those yet)
Umbrafer (9:10:30 PM): (That's true)
MilesMk1 (9:10:36 PM): (What are we doing with them, anyway? We ought to either ditch or sell, really.)
Umbrafer (9:10:37 PM): (Where'd you dump them?)
Thematrian1 (9:10:53 PM): (One of them wound up a few blocks from my apartment. I don't know about the other)
MilesMk1 (9:10:56 PM): (In the, uh, usual place?)
Umbrafer (9:11:21 PM): (I see :) )
MilesMk1 (9:11:57 PM): (I was too fried last week to think about it, but chances are, I'd also have parked it somewhere in a 10-block radius of my apartment, for the time being.)
Thematrian1 (9:12:06 PM): Ok. Two rolls, to find places to sell the cars:
Thematrian1 (9:12:08 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 1 3 2 3 1 1
Thematrian1 (9:12:11 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 3 6 5 6 2 3
Thematrian1 (9:12:14 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 5
Thematrian1 (9:12:27 PM): Another, to find Glitch a minigrenade source:
Thematrian1 (9:12:29 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 4 5 3 2 5 1
Umbrafer (9:12:38 PM): Either of you have contacts of the direct-car-buying sort?
Thematrian1 (9:12:48 PM): ( ::hugs Aptitude:: )
MilesMk1 (9:12:55 PM): Not I.
MilesMk1 (9:13:09 PM): But I do have a college education.
Thematrian1 (9:13:10 PM): Not directly; best I have is a garden-variety Fence-turned-Fixer, and he wouldn't be set up for this sort of thing
Thematrian1 (9:13:14 PM): best I can hope for is FoaF
MilesMk1 (9:14:13 PM): (...and, I still haven't spent 28 karma. Damnation...)
Umbrafer (9:14:25 PM): Fixers are generally good bets to sell stuff, they just take bigger cuts (well, they take cuts in addition to the people they sell it to, etc.)
Thematrian1 (9:14:54 PM): (I'll buy it off ya)
MilesMk1 (9:15:10 PM): (What do you think, is boosting Electronics from an effective 8 to a 9 worth 10 karma?)
MilesMk1 (9:15:46 PM): (Actually, for 22, I could get it up to 10)
Thematrian1 (9:15:49 PM): (For one die? Seems marginal)
CirclMastr (9:15:57 PM): (Incredibly marginal.)
Thematrian1 (9:16:20 PM): (I could see buying up a specialization that you like)
MilesMk1 (9:16:26 PM): (Yeah, I know... But it's an issue of what to spend the damn stuff on. I have a skill jukebox for everything that's nice-but-non-essential, and buying things up from scratch...)
CirclMastr (9:17:12 PM): (Buy up a nice attribute?)
MilesMk1 (9:17:31 PM): (The only ones below 6 are Str and Cha)
MilesMk1 (9:17:43 PM): (Everything else would cost me 21 points.)
Umbrafer (9:17:51 PM): (Buy up CHA. It'll increase your Astral Strength.)
MilesMk1 (9:18:10 PM): (Is tha a hint from a GM I would be wise to heed? ;))
Thematrian1 (9:18:13 PM): (Or, buy up a weapon skill. Can't usefully chip those)
CirclMastr (9:18:17 PM): (This sure got sidetracked fast)
Thematrian1 (9:18:26 PM): (Hey, you helped)
CirclMastr (9:18:44 PM): (I did? I think not.)
MilesMk1 (9:19:03 PM): (Sure you can... It just means I only get 8 dice once per turn, and 5 every other... It's what I used for all the grenade launcher carnage.)
MilesMk1 (9:19:14 PM): (every other shot)
Thematrian1 (9:19:39 PM): (That's true; mine are 3+3 so it's harsher for me)
MilesMk1 (9:19:41 PM): Anyway, sorry about that. Gem calls Glitch, Glitch heads over to pick her up while calls about cars are made.
Thematrian1 (9:21:00 PM): When we can talk freely: "So, it turns out that we've got our hands on some new kind of body mod."
Thematrian1 (9:21:11 PM): "Sort of a Soylent Cyberware."
MilesMk1 (9:21:18 PM): (One last side-track, though: Glitch does have a fair amount of cash, and now that Bioware is available, he'd probably like to spend some of it on that when time permits.)
MilesMk1 (9:21:40 PM): "Soylent? Wait, something something, made from... people?"
Thematrian1 (9:21:54 PM): "Yep. Cloned tissue, I guess; my contact couldn't be too specific."
Thematrian1 (9:22:03 PM): "The one you opened helps people resist injuries, if you attach it in just the right way."
Thematrian1 (9:22:33 PM): "Totally new technology, and it doesn't interfere with magic the way chrome does." She taps her eyes, for emphasis.
Umbrafer (9:22:34 PM): (Actually, as far as the information you have right now, the one he opened makes people's blood into syrup and kills them ;) )
Thematrian1 (9:22:55 PM): (Well, yes, but he also drew some inferences ;-))
MilesMk1 (9:23:31 PM): "So, is it different from Bioware? I've had some of that for years, and more's been hitting the market, lately..."
Thematrian1 (9:24:18 PM): (Jon: is bioware common knowledge?)
MilesMk1 (9:24:45 PM): (If not, I designate that my Dark Secret. :))
Umbrafer (9:27:35 PM): (Common knowledge? No.)
Umbrafer (9:28:07 PM): (Some of it has indeed been on the market for some time, though most people think of it as an upgrade to a pacemaker or mechanical lungs)
Umbrafer (9:28:32 PM): (The fact that it happens to have augmentation-oriented uses is mostly lost on people. That will become less true with what is hitting the market now.)
Thematrian1 (9:29:10 PM): "My contact was interested, at any rate. We may be able to sell it to him."
MilesMk1 (9:29:58 PM): "Great. I figure the sooner we get rid of it, the better."
MilesMk1 (9:30:43 PM): "Did he mention how much he was willing put up? And is he interested in the rest of it, sight unseen, or will we need to figure out a way to open them?"
MilesMk1 (9:30:54 PM): (to put up)
Thematrian1 (9:31:04 PM): "We can certainly sell them for more once opened."
Thematrian1 (9:31:06 PM): "Speaking of, I expect to hear back about the cars fairly soon now..."
MilesMk1 (9:31:14 PM): "Ah, good."
MilesMk1 (9:31:40 PM): "Another thing we need to make gone."
Thematrian1 (9:32:35 PM): "Entirely."
Thematrian1 (9:32:45 PM): (So: we negotiate the various sales and move on to the next thing?)
Umbrafer (9:34:08 PM): (Yep)
MilesMk1 (9:34:17 PM): (Sounds good to me. We have too many things piled up not to act on some of them.)
Umbrafer (9:34:46 PM): (I will need to know what you do with all the stuff in the back of the mage's car.)
Thematrian1 (9:34:51 PM): (Ok. Car, car, and 'nades as above)
Thematrian1 (9:34:58 PM): (The magical stuff is under the wards in my lodge)
MilesMk1 (9:34:59 PM): (Oh, also, I look over all the guns and other hardware we got from the dead and from that car, but I figure that you could just send over in between sessions?)
Umbrafer (9:36:10 PM): (All of it, including the dirt?)
Thematrian1 (9:36:16 PM): (Yep)
Umbrafer (9:36:27 PM): (And yes, I'll recreate the list over the week.)
Umbrafer (9:38:20 PM): (Erk, BRB)
Thematrian1 (9:40:22 PM): (After this, we basically wait around until we're called for or all hell breaks loose, right?)
MilesMk1 (9:41:45 PM): (I think so.)
MilesMk1 (9:42:57 PM): (Though we might also want to think about where we could go to leave the city that wouldn't involve a lot of hassle and forged documents, and so on.)
MilesMk1 (9:43:20 PM): (Or at least think of a good place in the city to lay low, if we don't leave.)
Thematrian1 (9:43:25 PM): (Fair enough. Keeping in mind that although I technically have a CFS passport...)
MilesMk1 (9:45:07 PM): (Heh... Glitch is a corporate defector, he doesn't have any legit documents.)
MilesMk1 (9:45:15 PM): (Not that he told anyone as much.)
CirclMastr (9:45:19 PM): (Didn't we pass through some territory in the Tuesday game that we only needed to buy a 100-nuyen stock certificate to get a passport and ID for the place?)
Thematrian1 (9:45:36 PM): (That was Pueblo. Actually, that might be worth trying)
Thematrian1 (9:46:02 PM): (God knows they've got no reason to love the CFS)
MilesMk1 (9:46:09 PM): (Isn't the fact that was around Chicago, and this is Seattle, sort of of complicate things?)
CirclMastr (9:46:32 PM): (IIRC we were on the way to CFS, and it was closer to CFS than Chicago)
Thematrian1 (9:46:53 PM): (I don't remember the exact geography)
Thematrian1 (9:47:08 PM): (I think we're on the other side of Pueblo territory, though I could be wrong)
MilesMk1 (9:47:25 PM): (We could get to Pueblo directly from UCAS.)
MilesMk1 (9:47:58 PM): (To get there from Seattle, we need to pass through the Salish-Sidhe territories, and then through either the Sioux or the Ute, if we go the most direct way.)
Thematrian1 (9:48:12 PM): oh
Thematrian1 (9:48:25 PM): (Hm. I'm guessing S-S has some fairly strictly immigration laws)
CirclMastr (9:48:52 PM): (We could always take the train to San Fran and sneak on over to Pueblo from there...)
Thematrian1 (9:49:17 PM): (SF is CFS, no?)
CirclMastr (9:49:22 PM): (Yeah)
Thematrian1 (9:49:34 PM): (I think we're better off leaving the city, rather than the whole country)
CirclMastr (9:49:37 PM): (Though IIRC it's still controlled by the Japanacorps right now)
CirclMastr (9:50:31 PM): (The problem with that is Seattle is the only bit of UCAS west of their Denver sector)
CirclMastr (9:50:41 PM): (Leaving the city would require traveling through other countries)
MilesMk1 (9:50:43 PM): (Ugh... Salish-Sidhe apparently has a mish-mash of tribal laws that vary from place to place for anything besides capital crimes)
Thematrian1 (9:51:02 PM): (Ewww. How unpredictable)
Umbrafer (9:51:03 PM): (Sorry about that)
Umbrafer (9:51:32 PM): Yep
Umbrafer (9:51:41 PM): With enough money, you could probably get in with the Cascade Ork
CirclMastr (9:51:43 PM): (Anyway)
Umbrafer (9:51:48 PM): Living up to Ork Stereotypes since the 2020s.
Umbrafer (9:52:46 PM): Any particular actions?
Umbrafer (9:53:13 PM): Whether it be breaking the cases, following up on anything (including the job offer), leaving town…
Thematrian1 (9:53:18 PM): How did my try at the grenades come out
Thematrian1 (9:53:19 PM): ?
MilesMk1 (9:53:32 PM): (...and, apparently, incoming traffic from Seattle is always inspected visually, and 1 car in 4 can expect to be pulled over to be checked by chem-sniffers and shamans, accordind to SoNA)
CirclMastr (9:53:43 PM): (Hound has a smoke wrench, he can open the cases easy)
MilesMk1 (9:54:02 PM): (Smoke wrench?)
CirclMastr (9:54:10 PM): (An oxy-acetaline torch)
Umbrafer (9:54:12 PM): A couple of cases available from a deal gone bad
CirclMastr (9:54:27 PM): (It can take apart ANYTHING, for a price...)
Umbrafer (9:54:40 PM): Says they're offering for street-5.
MilesMk1 (9:54:53 PM): (I have a tool laser... If I wanted to do it that way, I can do it myself. ;))
Thematrian1 (9:55:02 PM): I pass that price on to Glitch. Is he interested?
MilesMk1 (9:55:22 PM): (Mhmm... 115 a piece. Ok, I'll take two dozen defensive IPE mini-grenades.)
CirclMastr (9:55:28 PM): (Smoke wrench > tool laser. *kicks it old-skool and such* )
MilesMk1 (9:55:49 PM): (As well as six dfensive IPE standard grenades)
MilesMk1 (9:56:08 PM): (Or, rather, 3/3 offensive/defensive)
MilesMk1 (9:56:56 PM): (Which comes out to 3450... Do they give discounts for bulk purchases?)
Umbrafer (9:57:51 PM): They've got the standard grenades easy, but they've only got eighteen defensive mini-grenades. The rest in their stash are offensive. They ofer you another 2.5 off on them for the inconvenience.
MilesMk1 (9:58:23 PM): As far as the other stuff, I thought the plan was to find out how much we'd get for the cases opened/unopened, then look into work?
MilesMk1 (9:58:30 PM): Ok, I'll take them.
Umbrafer (9:59:26 PM): Well, it's up to Gem what she tells Glitch, but last she spoke to the Doc he wasn't committing to buy.
Thematrian1 (9:59:41 PM): Sad but true. Didn't I mention that? ::scrolls up::
MilesMk1 (10:00:14 PM): No, actually.
MilesMk1 (10:00:17 PM): Oh, well.
Umbrafer (10:00:40 PM): He does get back to you, though.
MilesMk1 (10:00:44 PM): It'll probably take a while the sell the stuff... Shall we call about the job?
Thematrian1 (10:00:48 PM): Good times. What's the good word?
Thematrian1 (10:00:50 PM): Yeah, let's
MilesMk1 (10:01:12 PM): BTW, let me know what - if anything - we get for the cars...
Umbrafer (10:01:37 PM): He says they've got meds that'll keep you from dying while on that stuff you brought in, and that he's interested in taking a look at anything else you've got if you're willing to do it without him committing to buy.
Thematrian1 (10:02:30 PM): "They're a little tricky to get at - you know how it is - but I imagine we could find a few more."
Thematrian1 (10:04:19 PM): On that ambiguous note, I guess we break it off.
Thematrian1 (10:04:30 PM): I heard back about the cars; I'm going todeliver them on Saturday
Thematrian1 (10:04:41 PM): "Probably get dime on the dollar, whatever that means, but it's free money."
Thematrian1 (10:04:53 PM): "Nothing quite like getting paid to dispose of the evidence."
MilesMk1 (10:05:34 PM): "Beats trying to dump them in the bay, yes."
MilesMk1 (10:06:00 PM): "All right... Here's the contact info on our last job - want me to call, or do you want to work your magic on them?"
Thematrian1 (10:06:23 PM): Wait - I thought he was going to call us?
MilesMk1 (10:06:28 PM): (Oh, BWT - one more item I need to buy - a stun baton. I decided to take up clubs.)
MilesMk1 (10:06:36 PM): Nah, we need to call them.
MilesMk1 (10:06:46 PM): Conroy gave me the info before he left town.
MilesMk1 (10:07:00 PM): I told him we'll give it a look if we can find a driver.
Thematrian1 (10:07:56 PM): ahhh. "He's your friend, or whatever. Make the call, just leave salary negotiations to me."
MilesMk1 (10:08:32 PM): "Conroy is, but this guy I don't know... Still, yeah."
MilesMk1 (10:08:41 PM): Glitch calls the number.
Umbrafer (10:09:03 PM): *Ring ring* *Ring ring* *Ring ring*
Umbrafer (10:09:48 PM): *Click* "Hello?"
MilesMk1 (10:11:09 PM): "How are you. My name's Glitch, I was referred to you by Mr. Conroy."
Umbrafer (10:11:51 PM): "Right. You interested?
Umbrafer (10:11:53 PM): *"
MilesMk1 (10:12:21 PM): "Interested in learning the details, yes."
MilesMk1 (10:13:54 PM): (So I finally decided in boosting my Str, and putting some points into clubs/stun batons.)
MilesMk1 (10:13:59 PM): (decided on)
Thematrian1 (10:14:17 PM): (Makes sense. I'm still saving for Initiation and an Ally Spirit)
Thematrian1 (10:14:27 PM): (Gem's one-woman show will expand yet again)
MilesMk1 (10:14:54 PM): (Since Glitch currently appears to be the closest thing we have a to a point man, I need to shore up some of his weaknesses. And nothing evens things out like a stun weapon with reach.)
Umbrafer (10:14:58 PM): "Meet me tomorrow night, eleven, Penumbra."
MilesMk1 (10:15:17 PM): "Very well. How do I find you?"
Umbrafer (10:15:18 PM): "Ask for Artemis Accounting."
MilesMk1 (10:15:28 PM): "Right. Tomorrow, then."
Umbrafer (10:15:35 PM): *Click*
Umbrafer (10:15:47 PM): (I assume you're familiar with Club Penumbra?)
MilesMk1 (10:15:47 PM): *tells Gem the details*
Thematrian1 (10:15:50 PM): (That's the truth)
MilesMk1 (10:15:57 PM): (Nope.)
Thematrian1 (10:15:59 PM): (I'm not. Gem may not be either, come to that)
Umbrafer (10:16:15 PM): (Depends. How long have you been here?)
MilesMk1 (10:16:15 PM): *gives the Hound a call to let him know about the meet*
CirclMastr (10:16:18 PM): (Once again the rigger wins!)
Thematrian1 (10:16:51 PM): (About two months)
Umbrafer (10:17:00 PM): (Basically, it's a sign that you're moving up in the world. It's probably the third most prestigious shadowlocation next to Dante's Inferno and the Space Needle.)
Umbrafer (10:17:08 PM): (It's a sign you're moving up in the world.)
Umbrafer (10:17:27 PM): (And I already said that.)
Umbrafer (10:17:32 PM): (Note to self: sleep in tomorrow.)
CirclMastr (10:17:48 PM): "Hello?"
Thematrian1 (10:17:54 PM): (Not sure I want to do business in a place called Dante's Inferno)
CirclMastr (10:18:04 PM): (It's a multilevel club)
MilesMk1 (10:18:16 PM): "Hey there. It's Glitch."
MilesMk1 (10:18:21 PM): "Remember that job I mentioned?"
CirclMastr (10:18:39 PM): "Yeah."
MilesMk1 (10:19:06 PM): "We have a meeting about it tomorrow at Penumbra, 11 o'clock."
MilesMk1 (10:19:29 PM): "Haven't heard the details yet, but it ought to be up your alley."
CirclMastr (10:19:33 PM): "Ah, I had no idea I was joining such a prestigious group."
Thematrian1 (10:20:16 PM): (Gem can't make smartass ripostes, she's not on the phone)
Thematrian1 (10:20:24 PM): (More's the pity)
MilesMk1 (10:20:45 PM): *chuckles* "Well... I think we're managing not to let it go to our heads just yet."
CirclMastr (10:21:16 PM): "Heh, good thing, that. So when's the meet?"
CirclMastr (10:21:35 PM): (Remind me what the job is again? I just blanked out.)
MilesMk1 (10:21:38 PM): (Didn't I... yeah, I did say, 11)
CirclMastr (10:21:49 PM): (Doh)
Umbrafer (10:21:50 PM): (They don't know yet)
CirclMastr (10:21:53 PM): "Who's the meet with?"
MilesMk1 (10:21:58 PM): (We don't have much info, but IIRC it requires a driver.)
MilesMk1 (10:22:18 PM): "Ask for Artemis Accounting."
Umbrafer (10:22:21 PM): (More specifically, he referred it to you because you had a good one.)
MilesMk1 (10:22:41 PM): (Oh, right.)
CirclMastr (10:23:01 PM): "Mind if I just send a spider in with you? I'm not much for making a physical appearance."
MilesMk1 (10:23:39 PM): "Sure." *makes a note to self to wear a loose coat*
CirclMastr (10:24:11 PM): "Sounds good, then."
MilesMk1 (10:25:03 PM): "All right - we'll meet you... say, half an hour early, two blocks over from it on *name of appropriate street*?"
MilesMk1 (10:25:34 PM): (Since I assume you want me to carry in the spider, rather than trying to sneak it in past security?)
CirclMastr (10:25:48 PM): (Right) "Alright."
MilesMk1 (10:25:53 PM): (And that this one won't be rigged to explode, so I won't be shot at the weapon scanner?)
Thematrian1 (10:26:15 PM): (It would suck to be shot at the weapon scanner)
CirclMastr (10:26:35 PM): (Well, it's C4 not gunpowder...)
MilesMk1 (10:26:47 PM): (Mhmm...)
Thematrian1 (10:26:48 PM): (chemsniffers pick that stuff up fine)
CirclMastr (10:26:52 PM): (It'd show up on a MAD either way just because the drone is metal)
Umbrafer (10:26:54 PM): (They probably care more about C4)
MilesMk1 (10:27:09 PM): (Don't you have one that's not loaded with explosives? :))
CirclMastr (10:27:15 PM): (Sorry...)
CirclMastr (10:27:30 PM): (Guess I sneak it in? heh)
MilesMk1 (10:27:48 PM): (Guess so, since this could be a real problem... Guns are one thing, explosives...)
MilesMk1 (10:28:06 PM): (You do have more than 24 hours, can't you just take out the C4 from one of them?)
CirclMastr (10:28:25 PM): (So, feel free to bring this up IC so we can actually do something about it, heh)
Thematrian1 (10:28:28 PM): (How about you show up in person? This is as safe a chance as you'll get)
Thematrian1 (10:28:32 PM): (He can't)
Thematrian1 (10:28:38 PM): (We don't know about...wait, nvm, yes we do)
MilesMk1 (10:29:22 PM): "Though, if you want me to carry one of the spiders in past the scanners at the door, the... special parts could be a problem, no?"
CirclMastr (10:29:35 PM): "Oh, right. Shit..."
MilesMk1 (10:30:05 PM): "We don't want to cause a stir... Can you, I don't know, neuter one temporarily before tomorrow night?"
CirclMastr (10:31:10 PM): "Not sure, it's a tricky job..." (The base time is 40 hours and I can't work more than 8 hours on it, so I'd need 5 successes out of six dice...)
MilesMk1 (10:31:26 PM): BTW, I'll be carrying the heaviest pistol the club's etiquette actually allows, and wearing something appropriate over FFBA.
MilesMk1 (10:32:22 PM): "Hmm... Perhaps you'll need to think about coming in, then - in fact, since this might rely on your talents heavily, it would be a good idea to have you there to ask questions if needed."
MilesMk1 (10:32:29 PM): "Just this once."
Thematrian1 (10:32:55 PM): I'll get dressed up, and I won't even bother to pack a gun. My bag of chips definitely comes with, though.
CirclMastr (10:33:18 PM): "Are you sure? You guys have radios, don't you? Can't we do some sort of Cyrano thing?"
MilesMk1 (10:34:38 PM): "Transducers, actually - if you really don't want to come in, sure."
CirclMastr (10:34:58 PM): "I'd really prefer not to."
MilesMk1 (10:35:25 PM): "All right."
MilesMk1 (10:35:47 PM): (going along with it, since it's something I'd imagine is a common thing with people with their brains pierced...)
MilesMk1 (10:36:14 PM): (though in SR, that's really not that unique... anyhoo)
Umbrafer (10:36:28 PM): (Yeah--he's being a little more cautious than most, but less than some given that he met you in person)
CirclMastr (10:36:47 PM): (cough Mister World cough)
Umbrafer (10:37:03 PM): (Hey, I've gone in in person several times :P )
Umbrafer (10:37:32 PM): Anyway.
Umbrafer (10:37:41 PM): Actions while you wait for your big date?
CirclMastr (10:38:07 PM): None here.
Umbrafer (10:39:19 PM): Glitch? Gem?
Thematrian1 (10:39:31 PM): I got nothin'
MilesMk1 (10:39:36 PM): Work on opening the cases without breaking stuff - theoretically.
MilesMk1 (10:39:51 PM): Analyzing the security systems, thinking up approaches.
Umbrafer (10:40:04 PM): Roll it.
MilesMk1 (10:40:25 PM): Oh, and purchase a stun baton. (which I assume is straightforward enough, especially if Gem helps)
MilesMk1 (10:40:28 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 8 6-sided dice: 4 2 6 3 1 6 3 2
MilesMk1 (10:40:32 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 4
Umbrafer (10:40:40 PM): Yeah, they sell those down at the Weapons World.
MilesMk1 (10:40:42 PM): + aptitude.
Umbrafer (10:41:10 PM): You need to come in not showing gang colours for them to sell it to you.
MilesMk1 (10:41:38 PM): (that roll was for Electronics, BTW.)
Umbrafer (10:41:45 PM): I figured.
MilesMk1 (10:42:21 PM): Hey... Do they sell any AZ-150 batons? Avail 3 only...
Umbrafer (10:42:48 PM): That one does it. You crack open the second case to reveal… well, you're not certain.
CirclMastr (10:43:05 PM): (It's a grue. Turn out the lights and it might eat you.)
Umbrafer (10:43:08 PM): It's biological in nature once again, but it looks to be… well, it looks like an organ, or part of it.
MilesMk1 (10:43:28 PM): Ah... Cool.
Umbrafer (10:43:28 PM): Roll Anatomy to figure it out.
MilesMk1 (10:43:40 PM): Biotech, or Anatomy?
MilesMk1 (10:43:48 PM): In either case...
MilesMk1 (10:43:51 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 8 6-sided dice: 4 5 4 2 1 5 2 2
Umbrafer (10:43:59 PM): Hm. Biotech might do it, I guess
MilesMk1 (10:44:12 PM): If it was Anatomy, that was a default at +2, and I have no clue, probably.
Umbrafer (10:45:00 PM): You're not really sure. One of the large organs of the lower torso, probably spleen or liver or something. It looks incomplete, but it doesn't look like anything was cut away. Probably meant to attach.
MilesMk1 (10:46:20 PM): *calls Gem to let her know we now have two open cases*
MilesMk1 (10:46:39 PM): *closes the case back up to keep the refrigeration going*
Thematrian1 (10:46:47 PM): "Nicely done. I'll pass the details along, shall I?"
Umbrafer (10:46:50 PM): It is similarly rigged with small explosives, though they're somewhat larger. I assume you remove them?
MilesMk1 (10:47:00 PM): (with the security off, naturally... Yes, I do.)
Umbrafer (10:47:11 PM): You do so. It's trivial to do now that you know what you're doing.
CirclMastr (10:47:15 PM): (Hound could use the explosives for when he gets more spiders...)
Umbrafer (10:47:41 PM): (If you pack them all together, maybe :) these are pretty much meant to just crack the container.)
MilesMk1 (10:47:56 PM): (We have tons of explosives now. The stuff fromt the cases, mini-mines... Those might be more up your alley, the ones from cases are really puny, just meant to destroy the insides.)
CirclMastr (10:47:58 PM): (Hey, free explosives are free explosives)
Umbrafer (10:48:42 PM): Cracking the rest of the cases, or giving up while you're ahead?
MilesMk1 (10:49:13 PM): Hmm... Good question.
MilesMk1 (10:49:29 PM): What do you think, should I try the other four? I have Karma...
Thematrian1 (10:49:42 PM): If you've got time, why not try one more?
CirclMastr (10:50:03 PM): (Because we want to get through the meet?)
MilesMk1 (10:50:13 PM): Ok, just one more.
MilesMk1 (10:50:19 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 8 6-sided dice: 1 4 2 3 5 5 2 2
MilesMk1 (10:50:21 PM): Karma...
MilesMk1 (10:50:26 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 8 6-sided dice: 6 2 4 3 2 5 3 4
MilesMk1 (10:50:29 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
Umbrafer (10:51:15 PM): It's touch and go for a little while, but you do indeed crack it.
Umbrafer (10:51:23 PM): This one has two little jars inside.
MilesMk1 (10:51:38 PM): Biotech.
MilesMk1 (10:51:41 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 8 6-sided dice: 6 5 3 1 2 2 6 5
MilesMk1 (10:51:44 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 4
Umbrafer (10:52:04 PM): One is a small… gland-looking thing? The other looks painfully like parts of a pair of eyeballs.
Thematrian1 (10:53:39 PM): glee
MilesMk1 (10:53:41 PM): Ok, same drill as before.
MilesMk1 (10:53:50 PM): Remove explosives, close it up.
Umbrafer (10:53:55 PM): Done.
MilesMk1 (10:53:57 PM): Notify Gem.
MilesMk1 (10:54:00 PM): Wait for the meet.
Thematrian1 (10:54:39 PM): Get dressed, wait.
MilesMk1 (10:54:39 PM): (Not bad, only three left... We have a decent chance of getting them all without breakage, now.)
Umbrafer (10:54:54 PM): Done. Anyone have pre-meet actions? If you take them to the Doc he can probably do some digging to find out what they are
Umbrafer (10:55:06 PM): Or you can keep your cards close
CirclMastr (10:55:15 PM): (Keep your cards close!)
Thematrian1 (10:55:26 PM): We have that kind of time? Hmm. We need to sell them, he's our one and only conduit. I'll go to him, unless Glitch tries to stop me.
Umbrafer (10:56:07 PM): You probably do—unless my timeline's all screwed up, you would have arranged the meet about twenty-four hours prior to it going down
Thematrian1 (10:56:27 PM): Ok. On second thought, though, I wait until after the meet.
MilesMk1 (10:56:48 PM): I don't mind... I want to sell this stuff, and we don't have anyone better to look at it.
MilesMk1 (10:57:02 PM): As long as it's someone you trust. (with the usual SR caveats on that)
Umbrafer (10:57:29 PM): Got it.
Umbrafer (10:57:39 PM): Meet time comes.
MilesMk1 (10:57:56 PM): I pick Gem up, head in to the meet.
CirclMastr (10:57:59 PM): (Doc: "Oh, it's spare organ meat, probably someone needed a transplant of the same type. I'll give you five grand for each.")
CirclMastr (10:58:11 PM): (Reality: You just sold half a dozen million-nuyen prototypes)
MilesMk1 (10:58:18 PM): I guess stop by to say hi to Hound, then head on in.
Thematrian1 (10:58:49 PM): I slot...hm. Unarmed and German.
MilesMk1 (10:59:12 PM): (Bah... Jon would never give us million-nuyen prototypes, or at least not ones we could actually sell for anything close to that, so why worry? :))
MilesMk1 (10:59:32 PM): (And we know the cases are worth more than that, anyway.)
CirclMastr (10:59:39 PM): (I'd expect at least fve figures, even after all the mark-downs, from a seven-figure item.)
CirclMastr (10:59:43 PM): *five
Thematrian1 (10:59:52 PM): (Our other choice is to get this stuff installed ourselves, which would save us their "real" value automatically)
MilesMk1 (10:59:53 PM): I slot Etiquette.
Thematrian1 (10:59:56 PM): (Seems dangerous though)
MilesMk1 (11:00:03 PM): (Yeah.)
Umbrafer (11:00:04 PM): A little checking revealed the place to have a no-weapons policy, but word on the street is that only gets applied to things big enough to do real damage—holdouts and knives tend to get let past, provided they aren't magically activ
Umbrafer (11:00:07 PM): *e
MilesMk1 (11:00:11 PM): (And might not even be stuff we'd want.)
CirclMastr (11:00:18 PM): (Or, y'know, get info on it from some OTHER source so you're not handing the contact ALL the cards.)
MilesMk1 (11:01:14 PM): (Actually... My brain isn't working, these last couple of sessions. I *do* have a medical contact of my own, actually.)
MilesMk1 (11:01:30 PM): (And Gem is better at negotiating things than Glitch)
CirclMastr (11:01:49 PM): (Aren't you glad you keep me around now?)
Umbrafer (11:02:12 PM): Hm. I thought I'd asked this, but apparently not. What are you all packing, anyone who is going in?
Thematrian1 (11:02:35 PM): nothing but a smile, weaponswise
MilesMk1 (11:03:12 PM): I have a Walther PB-120 loaded with EX. (concealability same as many holdouts - 10 with the right holster, which I have)
Umbrafer (11:03:13 PM): Glitch?
Umbrafer (11:03:36 PM): (I will note that concealed holsters do not give benefits vs. scanners.)
Umbrafer (11:03:45 PM): Done.
MilesMk1 (11:04:06 PM): (True.. But it's still basically a holdout in most ways that matter. If they tell me to leave it at the door, I will.)
Umbrafer (11:04:14 PM): You get into downtown Seattle. The place is hopping, as it usually is.
MilesMk1 (11:04:31 PM): Oh, and we make sure the Hound is on our radio net.
Umbrafer (11:04:50 PM): Done.
Umbrafer (11:05:29 PM): There's a medium-length line to get in. The bouncers are large and Trollish, as is the custom.
MilesMk1 (11:06:37 PM): I'll let Gem deal with them.
MilesMk1 (11:06:42 PM): Besides, we're expected.
Umbrafer (11:07:41 PM): (Gem?)
Thematrian1 (11:07:56 PM): (Sorry)
Umbrafer (11:08:38 PM): (No problem, I haven't been quick myself tonight.)
Thematrian1 (11:08:43 PM): Gem ignores the line, heading straight for a bouncer.
Thematrian1 (11:09:13 PM): "Hi there. My friend and I are here to see the Artemis Accounting party. We're expected."
Umbrafer (11:09:36 PM): He watched your approach with amusement. The amusement mostly vanishes, and he pulls out a pocket secretary.
Umbrafer (11:09:50 PM): (Glitch: how close behind Gem are you?)
CirclMastr (11:09:56 PM): #Oh, you guys, do me a favor?#
Umbrafer (11:10:11 PM): "Head right on in." He steps aside.
MilesMk1 (11:10:34 PM): (I was thinking, side by side, or nearly so.)
Thematrian1 (11:10:36 PM): #Ah?#
Thematrian1 (11:10:50 PM): In we go.
Thematrian1 (11:11:03 PM): "Hah. That was almost too easy."
CirclMastr (11:11:13 PM): #Bring me back some mozzarella sticks?#
Umbrafer (11:11:27 PM): You do so. Sounds of argument emerge from behind, probably from someone trying to slip in after you.
MilesMk1 (11:11:32 PM): (Definitely not trailing behind, looking like I don't belong, risking getting left aftet they let the girl in.)
Umbrafer (11:11:42 PM): The door closes, and all is quiet. All except for the music, which I suppose makes it very not quiet.
Umbrafer (11:11:44 PM): Umbrafer rolled 15 6-sided dice: 5 6 6 2 2 6 2 1 1 3 1 3 2 2 1
Umbrafer (11:11:49 PM): Umbrafer rolled 3 6-sided dice: 3 2 4
Umbrafer (11:12:39 PM): Someone appears by your side and ushers you to a booth in the back.
Thematrian1 (11:12:59 PM): I follow them.
Umbrafer (11:14:04 PM): There are two people at the booth. A man, dressed in an expensive suit with black gloves, and a woman next to him in a green dress.
Umbrafer (11:14:21 PM): In a nod to the stereotypical, perhaps, the man is wearing sunglasses.
Thematrian1 (11:14:34 PM): #We'll see. They may be too upscale.#
Thematrian1 (11:14:39 PM): I focus my attention him.
CirclMastr (11:15:13 PM): #It's a club. I'm hoping they're upscale, I hate fake cheese. So what's going on?#
Umbrafer (11:15:49 PM): He gestures to be seated. "Would you like a drink? The scotch is excellent."
MilesMk1 (11:16:05 PM): #We're being offered drinks.#
Thematrian1 (11:16:07 PM): "You're too kind." (Said so as to accept his offer)
CirclMastr (11:16:59 PM): #Well, keep me informed.#
MilesMk1 (11:17:00 PM): "Thank you, but I think I'll have to stick to *something appropriate to the occasion but non-alcoholic*."
MilesMk1 (11:17:29 PM): #There's two, male, female, the woman's wearing a green dress....#
Umbrafer (11:17:42 PM): He signals to the waiter and orders one scotch and one… Aztecola?
CirclMastr (11:17:52 PM): #Good thing she can't see me leer, heh. Wish I'd snuck a spider in.#
MilesMk1 (11:17:53 PM): Let's just assume I send Hound a running commentary.
Umbrafer (11:18:02 PM): Good times.
MilesMk1 (11:18:38 PM): Uh... I was thinking something a little more... refined. Expensive french sparkling water? Green tea?
MilesMk1 (11:18:44 PM): Something like that.
Umbrafer (11:18:52 PM): Expensive French sparkling water it is.
Umbrafer (11:19:35 PM): "You're the team Conroy recommended, then? Been in business long?"
MilesMk1 (11:20:03 PM): I let Gem field all the hard questions. ;)
Thematrian1 (11:20:14 PM): heh
Umbrafer (11:20:19 PM): Runner/Johnson small talk; in general answering evasively is considered appropriate, while lying isn't. Perhaps more precisely, lying detectably (whether through mannerisms or outside information) isn't.
Thematrian1 (11:21:11 PM): "Yes we are, and yes we have. My career started on the coast, but that was ages ago now."
MilesMk1 (11:21:12 PM): Well, depending on whether he's asking about our experience locally, in this group, or in general, that's a difference of weeks and years, for Glitch...
Thematrian1 (11:21:48 PM): Yep. If he draws the wrong conclusion, well, that's very tragic.
MilesMk1 (11:22:10 PM): *merely smiles politely and nods*
Umbrafer (11:23:11 PM): "Good, good… you know the game, I'll get right to it then."
Umbrafer (11:23:17 PM): "We need two things done.
Umbrafer (11:23:20 PM): *"
Thematrian1 (11:23:25 PM): ::picture of attentiveness::
Umbrafer (11:23:44 PM): "First, we need some flywheels to… suffer abrupt failure."
Thematrian1 (11:24:14 PM): If he pauses: "Delicate devices, those."
Umbrafer (11:24:20 PM): He does.
Umbrafer (11:25:09 PM): "Second, it would be dreadful if any backup generators were to be set up where they used to be. We couldn't have that."
MilesMk1 (11:25:37 PM): *relays to Hound*
Thematrian1 (11:25:50 PM): #Power station. Same group that set us up for the monitoring station job, d'ya think?#
CirclMastr (11:26:07 PM): #Done this sort of thing before?#
Thematrian1 (11:26:17 PM): #Maybe.#
Thematrian1 (11:26:23 PM): #We'll see#
Umbrafer (11:26:30 PM): "The location in question is well-monitored but lightly staffed. Any difficulties should be of an… automated nature."
MilesMk1 (11:26:38 PM): #Could be, but why would anyone...#
CirclMastr (11:26:39 PM): #How do they expect to stop future replacements? Salting the earth?#
Thematrian1 (11:27:24 PM): "I see. What, if anything, do you want to happen to the employees?"
MilesMk1 (11:27:38 PM): #There are ways... If you damage enough infrastructure, and the right stuff, putting backups on line could be impossible in the short run.#
Umbrafer (11:27:46 PM): "Whatever needs to happen."
Umbrafer (11:27:56 PM): "For this, I am prepared to offer twenty-five up front, and a hundred ten upon completion."
Thematrian1 (11:28:14 PM): #That's not a happy ratio.#
Thematrian1 (11:28:30 PM): Have the drinks arrived yet?
Thematrian1 (11:28:39 PM): (argh, brb)
CirclMastr (11:29:00 PM): #Think you can negotiate up to fifty/one hundred?#
Umbrafer (11:29:11 PM): They're just arriving now, actually.
MilesMk1 (11:30:18 PM): "And what sort of time frame did you have in mind for the backup generators?"
MilesMk1 (11:30:49 PM): "And would they be ones already on site, or would we be required to stop any from being brought on-site and set up?"
Umbrafer (11:31:12 PM): "Let's see… five days should do it."
CirclMastr (11:31:27 PM): #Opposing drones is tricky. It'd be easier with new equipment, think you could get some sort of up-front items or cash?#
MilesMk1 (11:32:02 PM): (gonna let Gem handle the money talk, once Seiler gets back)
Umbrafer (11:32:05 PM): "They have two on-site, and will try to bring more in."
Thematrian1 (11:32:23 PM): "From where?"
MilesMk1 (11:32:34 PM): "And just how remote is this site?"
MilesMk1 (11:33:03 PM): "We're not exactly a military force, able to take and hold ground..."
MilesMk1 (11:33:14 PM): "Interdiction is another matter..."
Umbrafer (11:34:20 PM): "I'm afraid I'll require some level of commitment to give you specifics. We know where replacements would be coming from, and may be able to alert you to when they will be coming."
Thematrian1 (11:35:33 PM): "When must this be done?"
Umbrafer (11:36:21 PM): "Within the next week."
Thematrian1 (11:36:59 PM): "A period of five days, to begin within a week." Musingly, not for confirmation
Umbrafer (11:37:41 PM): He allows you to muse in peace.
CirclMastr (11:37:50 PM): (Money talk would be nice...)
MilesMk1 (11:37:50 PM): #They're basically asking us to fight any reinforcements that might come in, after they'll know we're there. That definitely calls for a higher fee, if nothing else.#
Thematrian1 (11:37:53 PM): I assense the man.
Thematrian1 (11:37:56 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 4 6 5 4 3 6
Thematrian1 (11:37:59 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 5 4
Umbrafer (11:38:04 PM): Any mods now?
CirclMastr (11:38:06 PM): #How remote is the sight?#
Thematrian1 (11:38:16 PM): um. Still at +2, IIRC
MilesMk1 (11:38:45 PM): #Doesn't want to say unless we show "some level of commitment".#
CirclMastr (11:39:22 PM): #Well, if it's remote enough, defending it could be the easy part...#
CirclMastr (11:39:30 PM): #Don't tell them that, of course.#
Thematrian1 (11:39:56 PM): Now the woman
Thematrian1 (11:39:58 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 6 5 1 4 3 4
MilesMk1 (11:40:18 PM): #It all depends on who owns the place, doesn't it? If they can bring in a platoon of troops in helicopter gunships...#
Thematrian1 (11:41:20 PM): #Interesting fact: both these guys are mages. Try not to let them touch you, just on the off chance, eh?#
CirclMastr (11:41:28 PM): #I'd really like more money out of this.#
Thematrian1 (11:41:40 PM): "Mister Johnson, what you're proposing interests us very much."
Thematrian1 (11:41:43 PM): Are the drinks here yet?
CirclMastr (11:42:07 PM): (Yeah)
Umbrafer (11:42:13 PM): Yes, they arrived just after he quoted the price.
Umbrafer (11:42:23 PM): There was a lull in the conversation to allow the waiter to clear off.
Thematrian1 (11:42:37 PM): I sip my scotch. Was it a good recommendation?
Umbrafer (11:43:11 PM): How well do you know scotch?
Umbrafer (11:43:31 PM): The answer to this determines whether the answer to your question is "yes" or "very yes".
Thematrian1 (11:43:39 PM): not well. If it was wine or brandy, I guess I could default from Exotic Fruit...
MilesMk1 (11:43:40 PM): ("Can't stand it. Tastes like paint thinner.")
Thematrian1 (11:44:30 PM): My eyebrows go up. "Hm, very good."
Umbrafer (11:45:10 PM): He seems pleased.
Umbrafer (11:46:51 PM): (Did I miss an implication somewhere?)
Thematrian1 (11:46:59 PM): (No, I'm working on my phrasing)
Thematrian1 (11:47:07 PM): "But as I was saying: the job you describe is unusual in that it requires prolonged contact with the target. Not beyond our abilities, of course, but only because we're very good."
CirclMastr (11:47:25 PM): (Riggers = expensive, good riggers = moreso)
Umbrafer (11:47:38 PM): (Mages, too.)
Thematrian1 (11:48:49 PM): As I talk: #I'll start the bidding at 250 all told, and we can dicker from there#
CirclMastr (11:49:05 PM): #Okay.#
Thematrian1 (11:49:41 PM): "So while it's an interesting job offer, I don't think we can talk seriously for less than two hundred fifty thousand, all together. Say fifty, then two hundred on completion."
Umbrafer (11:51:02 PM): He chuckles, sips his scotch.
Thematrian1 (11:51:39 PM): #Oh good. I like to see a man who loves his work.#
Umbrafer (11:51:41 PM): Roll Negotiations, by the by.
Thematrian1 (11:51:45 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 3 4 1 2 5 1
Thematrian1 (11:51:50 PM): oh for crying out loud
Thematrian1 (11:51:57 PM): hm
Thematrian1 (11:52:04 PM): yeah, karma
Thematrian1 (11:52:07 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
CirclMastr (11:52:08 PM): Karma?
Umbrafer (11:52:11 PM): Remind me what your mods are right now?
Umbrafer (11:52:13 PM): Oh dear.
CirclMastr (11:52:18 PM): Damn my lag is great
Thematrian1 (11:52:23 PM): Gem shock gloves herself to death.
Umbrafer (11:52:48 PM): Either way, remind me of your mods?
Thematrian1 (11:53:07 PM): A net -1, or -3 if GLaKI applies
Thematrian1 (11:53:14 PM): Intelligence 6
MilesMk1 (11:53:32 PM): BTW, is there anything I could do to help?
MilesMk1 (11:53:49 PM): Or would, at this point, trying to get involved simply confuse the issue further?
Umbrafer (11:53:53 PM): GLaKI applies.
Thematrian1 (11:55:21 PM): No, Gem has to suffer through whatever's about to happen.
CirclMastr (11:55:35 PM): (Why'd you only roll 1 die with karma?)
Thematrian1 (11:55:53 PM): (Cursed Karma)
CirclMastr (11:56:00 PM): (Doh)
Umbrafer (11:56:08 PM): Umbrafer rolled 15 6-sided dice: 3 2 2 3 2 4 3 4 6 1 6 5 1 6 4
Umbrafer (11:56:13 PM): Umbrafer rolled 3 6-sided dice: 3 1 2
Umbrafer (11:56:52 PM): "I hardly think the situation warrants that. Still, you make a persuasive argument… say forty up front, a hundred on completion?"
Thematrian1 (11:57:40 PM): #What in the...dammit, I saw him react! What just happened?#
Thematrian1 (11:58:42 PM): "Let's say fifty and one hundred. Nice round numbers, neh?" (Unless something in his tone suggests that this would be totally inappropriate)
CirclMastr (11:58:46 PM): #What happened?#
Umbrafer (11:59:31 PM): You dicker, but he only comes up another thousand up-front.
Thematrian1 (11:59:36 PM): #I'm not sure. I smiled, he smiled back, I shifted my shoulders, his breath hitched, I made an offer, and he rejected it with no effort whatsoever.#
Thematrian1 (11:59:51 PM): #Ok, gang: at 41 and 100, are we in or out?#
CirclMastr (12:00:42 AM): #If it was up to me, I'd pass. It's not up to me, though.#
Thematrian1 (12:01:04 AM): #As you wish. Glitch?#
MilesMk1 (12:01:49 AM): OOC... How does passing on something like that affect us, professionally? I mean, it's nice to be invited to the Penumbra, but the pay doesn't quite match the surroundings. ;)
Umbrafer (12:02:49 AM): Happens all the time. Depending on how the whole thing goes it can make you less hireable, but usually only by the person you were talking to, and even then not usually.
MilesMk1 (12:03:36 AM): #I'm actually pretty reluctant. We don't know enough up front for the kind of money they're offering, especially since it sounds like it could very well end up requiring some heavy fighting, which isn't what we do, if we have
MilesMk1 (12:03:41 AM): a choice.#
MilesMk1 (12:04:11 AM): #And we're probably looking at serious expenses if we're going to be wrecking industrial machinery.#
MilesMk1 (12:04:26 AM): #Rifles and grenades aren't going to cut it.#
Thematrian1 (12:04:29 AM): #Indeed.#
Umbrafer (12:05:22 AM): (Do either of you have any sort of mechanical or materials engineering knowledge skill?)
Thematrian1 (12:05:37 AM): #My analysis agrees with yours. Unfortunately.#
Thematrian1 (12:05:38 AM): (None)
MilesMk1 (12:06:17 AM): (College education - default at +2, baby.)
CirclMastr (12:06:24 AM): (I should)
Umbrafer (12:06:32 AM): (Roll it)
CirclMastr (12:06:35 AM): (*loads SotSW*)
MilesMk1 (12:06:37 AM): (And I do have demolitions.)
MilesMk1 (12:06:43 AM): default
MilesMk1 (12:06:48 AM): MilesMk1 rolled 8 6-sided dice: 5 6 4 4 2 5 3 5
MilesMk1 (12:06:52 AM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
CirclMastr (12:07:18 AM): (I've got Engineering and Metallurgy, both at 6)
Umbrafer (12:07:46 AM): Flywheels actually don't take that much to wreck—rifles probably won't cut it, but grenades should. I mean, hell, they're trying to tear themselves apart all the time, all that's needed is to give them a little help.
CirclMastr (12:08:04 AM): (I guess I don't need it)
Umbrafer (12:08:33 AM): (He rolled well. You also come to this conclusion, though)
Thematrian1 (12:08:57 AM): It's stopping the replacements that's worrying us.
Umbrafer (12:10:08 AM): Unless anyone talks to him, the Johnson sips his drink.
MilesMk1 (12:10:09 AM): Yeah... I mean, presumably he's not incompetent, so we *should* be able to handle this unless he likes to waste money (unless, of course, we're being used / doublecrossed), but it sounds like the second half is something you'd
Thematrian1 (12:10:10 AM): I sip the scotch again, roll it around in my mouth, enjoy it.
CirclMastr (12:10:11 AM): (Well, we've got two votes for passing on the job)
MilesMk1 (12:10:15 AM): want merc for, not runners.
Thematrian1 (12:10:57 AM): Well, there are lots of ways. But for what we're being offered, the risk is awfully high.
MilesMk1 (12:11:46 AM): And also, from an IC point of view, I'm not sure I want something involving so much outright combat.
Thematrian1 (12:11:49 AM): "I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson. We're tempted, but for a rush job with these peculiarities, we can't accept that offer."
Thematrian1 (12:12:19 AM): And also, from an IC point of view, Gem is still injured. She'll be getting out of it at about the same time that the job expires.
Umbrafer (12:12:31 AM): "I see."
Umbrafer (12:13:09 AM): He gets up briefly to allow the woman to leave the table, then reseats himself.
Umbrafer (12:14:07 AM): "She's just gone to contact our principals, to see if there's any room left in the deal."
CirclMastr (12:15:17 AM): #So did you turn it down or what?#
Thematrian1 (12:15:18 AM): A nod, a sip. "It's been a pleasure, either way." Dialing the sex appeal up to level five or so.
Umbrafer (12:15:34 AM): If you wait quietly, she comes back about two minutes later and whispers something to him.
Thematrian1 (12:15:39 AM): #Yeah. I told him thanks but no thanks, he sent the lady to see if they can't find some more money for us.#
Umbrafer (12:15:53 AM): Glitch could probably try to listen in if he wants.
Thematrian1 (12:16:07 AM): I have hearing augmentation too, as it happens
CirclMastr (12:16:11 AM): #Huh. Must be keen on you guys, or desperate.#
Thematrian1 (12:16:21 AM): #If we have lots of money, we can afford to spend some on not getting shot.#
Umbrafer (12:16:44 AM): Ah
Thematrian1 (12:16:54 AM): Perception, if appropriate:
Thematrian1 (12:16:57 AM): Thematrian1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 3 6 1 3 6 3
Umbrafer (12:16:59 AM): Go for it.
Thematrian1 (12:17:00 AM): Thematrian1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 3
Thematrian1 (12:17:19 AM): +2 wound mods, -2 hearing augmentation, and the recorder is running (of course)
MilesMk1 (12:17:34 AM): He wants.
MilesMk1 (12:17:40 AM): Sorry, I drifted off...
Umbrafer (12:17:42 AM): Any select sound filters?
MilesMk1 (12:17:49 AM): Nope.
Umbrafer (12:17:50 AM): (Heh, sorry, we'll break momentarily)
CirclMastr (12:17:53 AM): #Man, I'm sending in a spider next time...#
Thematrian1 (12:17:57 AM): Like high frequency or low frequency?
Umbrafer (12:18:01 AM): No
Thematrian1 (12:18:10 AM): oh. Then no
MilesMk1 (12:18:11 AM): MilesMk1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 6 3 1 6 2 1
MilesMk1 (12:18:14 AM): MilesMk1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6 1
Umbrafer (12:18:15 AM): SSFs are specific things to defeat background noise and suchlike
MilesMk1 (12:18:18 AM): MilesMk1 rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
MilesMk1 (12:18:25 AM): 13,7
MilesMk1 (12:18:36 AM): With hearing augmentation.
Umbrafer (12:18:41 AM): Neither of you can understand it, but you know that it was very short—she can't have spoken more than two or three words.
Umbrafer (12:19:01 AM): He nods, slides over to let her in.
MilesMk1 (12:19:01 AM): And I do have a dampener, if that helps with the music.
Umbrafer (12:19:54 AM): "I've been authorized to offer you five more. That isn't going to do it for you, is it?"
MilesMk1 (12:19:55 AM): But, no, it's not a filter...
Thematrian1 (12:20:23 AM): I shake my head. No need to consult because seriously, five?
MilesMk1 (12:20:28 AM): Right.
Thematrian1 (12:20:42 AM): ::tries to broadcast sincere regret::
Umbrafer (12:21:00 AM): "I regret that we could not come to terms. Perhaps another time." He slides you a card, then gets up.
CirclMastr (12:21:18 AM): #What was the new offer?#
Thematrian1 (12:21:23 AM): I take it. "It would be our pleasure."
Thematrian1 (12:21:40 AM): #Five more. I just turned it down. Looks like we got dressed up for nothing.#
CirclMastr (12:21:59 AM): #Ah well. Don't forget the mozarella sticks, at least.#
Thematrian1 (12:22:37 AM): Heh, why not. I smile a farewell, but stay where I am.
Umbrafer (12:22:55 AM): The two of them leave.
MilesMk1 (12:24:05 AM): #It's bound to happen some of the time... It does feel sort of like we passed up our chance for the big time, but logically, I know that's BS.#
Umbrafer (12:24:12 AM): Final call for actions.
CirclMastr (12:24:30 AM): I meet them for mozarella sticks.
MilesMk1 (12:24:52 AM): I make sure there's marinara sauce to go with them.
Umbrafer (12:25:07 AM): There is indeed.
Thematrian1 (12:25:24 AM): #We passed up a chance to get blown up really thoroughly. And they took it well, in my professional opinion.#
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MilesMk1 (12:25:42 AM): And on that note...
MilesMk1 (12:25:51 AM): I'm going to head off to sleep. ;)
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Thematrian1 (12:25:53 AM): #Even if the man is some kind of negotiation robot#
MilesMk1 (12:26:22 AM): #Yeah, considering the sort of equipment losses we could take against automated security...#
Thematrian1 (12:26:54 AM): #That could have meant cameras. But really, that's the point: we didn't know.#
CirclMastr (12:27:03 AM): #If things went bad I could have lost the whole wad in drones.#
MilesMk1 (12:28:05 AM): #The biggest issue was, of course, the 5-day wait... Like I said, sounded more like they needed soldiers than runners.#
MilesMk1 (12:28:33 AM): #Unless this place is something its owners don't want the world to know about...#
Thematrian1 (12:29:04 AM): I finish my scotch. Yum, scotch.
MilesMk1 (12:29:35 AM): #Well, time to look for more work, I guess.#
MilesMk1 (12:29:45 AM): #Tomorrow, that is...#
CirclMastr (12:29:52 AM): #Just so you guys know, I may be indisposed for a little while. Sunday, at least.#
CirclMastr (12:30:12 AM): #Maybe longer. Personal stuff, nothing business-related.#
Thematrian1 (12:30:23 AM): #Fair enough. If anything interesting turns up, we'll leave messages.#
CirclMastr (12:30:34 AM): #I appreciate it.#
MilesMk1 (12:30:44 AM): #Not every Sunday, I hope? Don't worry about it, I'm sure it'll take a little time for us to arrange more work.#
CirclMastr (12:31:04 AM): #Nah, just the one day.#
MilesMk1 (12:31:08 AM): (and, with that, I really need to crash... sleep beckons)
MilesMk1 (12:31:25 AM): #All right - we'll keep in touch.#
MilesMk1 (12:31:30 AM): See you guys Tuesday.
CirclMastr (12:31:34 AM): G'night
MilesMk1 (12:31:40 AM): /next Thursday.
MilesMk1 (12:31:48 AM): Good night.
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