April 14, 2019 at 2:34 am #17730
Ichante warily considers her surroundings. She is somewhat mollified by Tanya’s record of survival in such a place (or, more accurately, claimed record, although the survival aspect was indisputable), but there are concerns about sharing and underwater lair with a woman whose nickname is ‘Batshit’.
”Miss Chevalier,” she greets Monique with narrowed eyes and a sly look. ”So pleased to see you again.”
Ichante is not hungry following her taco trio, but she is curious about the furnishings. This is what I’m saving up for, isn’t it? she thinks to herself. The antique furniture, a ten-day cruise somewhere warm, real food instead of soy… so why does it feel so hollow?
She sits on the edge of her bed, scrunching up her face. There’s a momentary flicker that wonders if she should fill her life with people instead of possessions, but that’s obviously crazy talk so she stomps that notion down quickly.
Keeping the SCUBA gear within reach at all times, Ichante unpacks her bag, unwrinkles her suit, and brushes her teeth before bed. The queen-sized bed is far larger than she needs, so she puts the air tank next to her and pats it gently, telling it, ”Good night.” She wakes up a few hours later, spooning it uncomfortably. She wraps a couple spare pillows around it, then goes back to sleep while spooning it much comfortably, her hand holding the regulator like a child clutches their pacifier.April 14, 2019 at 3:34 am #17734
Rebbeca drives into the night; driving helps her clear her thoughts. There is a street race, but she only visits to cheer and watch. Rebecca is on the clock after all, and despite her impressive skills, she is unlikely to win. There are some outstanding drivers with control rigs and everything. Nitro is perhaps the best, the unchallenged champion. He is impossible to miss, being an albino orc with neon hair.
Becky arrives in time to wish him luck, and give her buddy a warm hug. Then she seats with the rest of the crowd on a nearby hill to watch the race. She is placing a bet on her favorite driver. Surprisingly some hot-shot driver name Lord takes the lead, a dwarf, none the less, and he seems insane with how little safety margins he takes.
“Whos that on the golden bike there?”
One of the street gangers replies “His name is Lord, he is new in town, came from Sioux. ”
“Whose banner does he rides?” she asks the Ancients elf that answered her.
“None, to the best of my knowledge he is not even a criminal. Aside from breaking the speed limit and some illegal modifications to his bikes.”
“Spectacular…!” she says.
Nitro swears audibly as the pesky dwarfs show some side rockets to launch his bike to insane speeds and be first at the finish line. Only to nearly blow up trying to stop the bike. Stopping some 500 meters later, the dwarfs cry in pure extasy.
“Yo Nitro!’ Chims Becky – “Let’s drive…” The enraged Orc needs no second invitation, and the two are cruising together on the race.
“Are you worried for your title?” she asks to break the comm silence.
“Not from him, he is too flashy… doubt he’ll survive many more races. Being champ is also about not killing yourself”
“Ditto, Nitro now show me how you took that curve so smoothly.”
The two practiced for a while and then departed. “Thank you, friend, I needed it” Becky adds.
“We both did” Nitro replies, “You drive like an Orc, a lame orc but you drive.”
“You are not terrible yourself, but you drive like an old lady.” she pokes.
They both laugh.
Becky finds herself in Roger’s mansion. Roger is away on business but she enters her rooms there and quietly walks to his suite. “Linda, are you still up?” She asks. The old woman’s eyes lit as she sees her, now that Roger is away there is less friction between the two. “Yes, darling what’s going on?”
“I’ll be out of your hair soon, I promise I just wanted someone to talk with.” Linda made herbal tea, and the two ladies spoke for several hours before departing to bed. The events of recent months taught Becky, that Roger was selfish, her mother left her – but Linda was a mother figure and she had to bit her tongue a lot to not hate Becky. She needed a breakup, both women knew that, but it was a bit dangerous to take another lover when your previous owner may still consider himself your master despite appearances.
Heck, Rebecca still feels like his servant despite everything. However, if she is to sleep in a place with crazy security – at least let it be security that she trusts.
She texts Tanya during the night ” >>I am a professional… don’t worry about it. It is a personal choice, you have too much security for me and it feels like a golden cage. Too many bad memories from that, I need my freedom of movement. I’ll sleep there if it becomes a tactical necessity, you can trust me to put the needs of the job first. At any case, no harm in staying home tonight not much going on so early. “
April 14, 2019 at 4:33 am #17737
- This reply was modified 6 months ago by Gilga.
Ulrich had gone into the secure underwater suite without comment or hesitation. It felt normal – being raced inside a corp structure it felt more than normal. And yet, he was still wary of a betrayal. Not necessarily from Tanya. She seemed to be surprisingly honest for a mafia bride and thief.
He went to his room and set down on the bed in the lotus position. Meditation was more efficient than sleep – especially since it let him stay awake for longer as well. He ended his meditations to tend to basic hygiene and grab a few calories and other essential nutrients. Anything else was a waste of time. He knew sunrise was upon him, when his mental shard left him. A very impractical thing, but he didn’t believe in fettering a temporary form as their decay triggered a dangerous form of self loathing. Better to concentrate and all one anew.
At precisely the agreed upon time, he strolled into small conference room drinking from a tall glass of water.
“Good day to you all.”April 14, 2019 at 6:11 am #17738
The bed was soft too soft. She tossed, she turned, she looked at her rolex did the math, tried again.
Bronwean finally gave, up got dressed, went to find the kitchen an built a sandwich. munching thoughtfully on it . She had to be at the skate park tomorrow and needed a courier out fit by Monday as well. Needed to phone a few people to make the courier thing look right. And tat wasn’t enough; her things were at the hotel and needed to be moved to the new pod she had booked.
She also needed to sleep. Back in her room she started making her vlog for the night. Admitting that she didn’t fit in hurt and the meeting another dryad had heightened the pain of separation from her sisters. Wrapped in The duvet she quietly cried herself to sleep on the bathroom floor.
At five thirty came and the little dryad lifted her head of the floor and straightened her kinked back. She stuffed all her belongings back in her backpack. With her belongs clutched to her chest she went back to the kitchen
#40April 14, 2019 at 7:24 am #17741
Rebecca arrives in the morning at the described hours, wearing high fashion and jewelry in order to blend into a lucrative hotel downtown. She wears them naturally, and it is difficult to imagine her slumming it with street clothes. Her designer dress was especially tailored for her, by Zoe’s new design line. It is a dark black dress, that shows her smooth legs and cleavage. Her hair is now long and blonde and is neatly ordered in a way that implies that she is there to work.April 14, 2019 at 8:15 am #17742
Batshit looked like batshit, just with red eyes and hounded look about her. She was steadily shovelling food into her mouth will she looked at image after image.
“morning” she said in a sullen voice “ah you. Might know, where can I get an old jumpsuit, you know, one of those ones the couriers wear?”April 14, 2019 at 11:12 am #17749
Sunday, June 5th, 2078, Suite U3A, Gates Undersound Hotel, Downtown, Seattle
Tanya woke at 0530 and dressed in the clothes that Monique had laid out for her. Since no one had indicated they wished to accompany her, she left the bedroom to pick up a glass of juice, only to find Bronwean in the kitchen nook. She frowned at the girl’s appearance and realized that she had not slept well. She also noted the pack on the floor near the Dryad’s chair. ”You are up early for not wanting to go climb. Did you change your mind? You also look like you did not sleep well and I am sorry. I am going off to climb the walls here and will return at about 0730 to clean up and eat breakfast.” She nods at the pack. ”I hope that does not mean that you are not leaving so soon. We do have breakfast planned for 0800 and a planning meeting after that.”
53April 14, 2019 at 11:25 am #17752
Zag had forgotten about the invite that had come in last night, until his link chimed at him that it was scheduled for 15 minutes from now. Zag finished lifting Sneezy out of a dumpster, then looked down at his sweat soaked sweat pants and t-shirt, and briefly considered what hotel security would make of him just now.
<<Tanya [Zag] Sorry, I got busy chasing down some contacts this morning and won’t be able to make it. I’ve got one who should soon agree to check out what the street community thinks of the area, then I’m heading to check with some contacts in the Underground to see what access they have to the area. I should be free by mid-afternoon, if after that there are tasks that could make use of me or anyone who needs some extra security.>>April 14, 2019 at 11:45 am #17755
“no big sis, I’m not figuring on leaving. I’m just processing personal things. Here I’ll cook breakfast, pay the rent; say thank you to monique” she sighed “I got to get moved today and sorted for tomorrow and get to the skate park by midday and and and and…. You know” she stopped for a minute “you ever go to a place and look around and know you’ll never fit in? Got you, beccie and Ichante chasing this and I’m like its too much trouble. Listen you go climbing I’ll sort my head out”April 14, 2019 at 12:05 pm #17756
Sunday, June 5th, 2078, Suite U3A, Gates Undersound Hotel, Downtown, Seattle
Tanya pauses in drinking her juice and looks carefully at her young friend. ”You know there is no need for you to cook anything, but I am sure that Monique would appreciate the help. As for fitting in, I do know what you are talking about, but I managed to get past that after my accident. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, but it turned into a tarnished spoon very quickly. I was an oops baby and my parents and older brothers did not want me around. I lived with governesses and nannies, not family. I took to running around, wild and free, and started stealing things from my family and some of the friends that came to visit them. I allowed myself to be caught to get some sort of attention from my family and it worked. Sort of. The result was a series of bad experiences in spread across several different boarding schools. I never fit in and my stealing made it necessary to keep moving me to a new school. My precious parents were not impressed, to put it mildly. It took a horrible accident that cost me my arm, my eyes, my ears, and most of my upper torso, followed by months in rehab and recovery to get me past all of that. Of course, the same accident took the lives of my parents and brothers, so there were no fences to mend there. Time passed and I was sort of exiled here from London by a jealous cousin and had to learn to fit in. And, let me tell you, it really helps to try. I now can fit in at almost any level of society, from highest to lowest. I have learned several languages and lots of other things to help me. I do not chase the money or the luxury just to have it. All of this here in the suite is to impress the people I bring here for parties and social events. It helps me to plan how to take what they have. I try to use the bulk of my earnings to help others and support lots of charities and other organizations both directly and indirectly. I have developed a way to “fit in”, as you say, and it works. You can learn it too, if you like. I can even help you, if you want me to. You can do it and learn to see every step as an accomplishment to being even better at your profession. Think about that while I am gone and we can talk later.” Tanya gives Bronwean an affectionate embrace and leaves the apartment for her exercise wall.
Tanya experiences a very satisfying and challenging session on the climbing wall. She prefers the expert climbs and the instructors at the facility know that she is quite good on the wall and they are willing to push the boundaries with her, giving her sections of wall that others would find daunting.
She returns to the suite to find Rebecca already there, along with Ex-Gladius, Ichante, and Bronwean. She smiles at Rebecca and motions to the breakfast that Monique has set out. ”I am so glad to see you here, this morning. You look amazing in that, you know. It seems that we might be it for breakfast. Right now, help yourself to anything you want and let Monique know if something is missing. I stink and need to shower off before I am fit company. Say, we did not set a date for that road drive, did we? Let me know when you want to go out there.”
Tanya nods to everyone and disappears into her room, returning in about thirty minutes, dressed in a tailored, light blue pantsuit that shows off her figure but exposes very little skin. Her red hair is worn down in curls to her shoulders, the mohawk and shaved sides gone. She moves to the breakfast bar and loads a plate up, including a large glass of orange juice, before carrying it to the table. She lowers her head and sends a short prayer to her ancestors and the dragons that guide them, asking for their help in this endeavor, in watching over her dear husband, and in helping her get pregnant. Of course, the last one will need him to participate just a bit and that may not be soon. She sighs a bit as she finishes and looks up at the others. She reaches for her fork and begins to eat. ”So, any ideas pop out overnight? If so, we can begin discussing them now, or wait until we move to the planning room. I just received a note from Zag that he has been out all night and will not be available until after noon. Al will also not be here for similar reasons, so it is just us. I am still sure that we can do some good work here, but will defer to your opinions if you want to delay until after lunch. In any case, I am pretty sure that Al will not attend any meetings but will participate in whatever plan we come up with. We can message them with information and questions.”
54April 14, 2019 at 1:27 pm #17766
Rebecca arrives a bit early and finds Bronwean and ex-gladius are already there. She greets them and then answers Bronwean about the uniform. ”Morning, did you sleep well?” she seems hesitant ”We can still one from an original courier company, it is just uniform shouldn’t be guarded two carefully. Or perhaps Ichante can make something nearly identical.” She looks at Ichante ”What do you think? I know it is not high-fashion, but perhaps you can make an exception for a young dryad?”
When Tanya arrives all sweaty from climbing she nods and says ”You don’t look half bad yourself, you clearly take care of your body.”
She selects muesli and orange juice for breakfast, and seats next to ex-gladius. Once Tanya arrives she continues ”I’ll get some sense into them. Shadowrunners are a difficult crowd. In the meantime I brought two drones in my purse, we can have a flyby of the place.” she takes out a semi-realistic looking pigeon drone, as well as the ubiquitous flying eye and places them on the table.
We can make sure that our plans are accurate, and identify peripheral devices that can be hacked/subverted. There is also the underground lead to investigate, and perhaps a visit, with a promise of a future visit. Perhaps a preliminary meeting for organizing a charity event, so we can make more visits as we get closer.
Perhaps we can also have Weaver work on client lists, including those that live outside the facility. We might be able to plant a microcamera on one of the clients. Since they are blind, the crew may not be overly careful as to what happens around them.”April 14, 2019 at 2:29 pm #17767
“OK so the target building, can’t get eye’s on from the station and even the end of the plaza is pretty lousy. There is a substantial entrance on each side, Plus all the deliveries will come in the other side, where there is a car park.” batshit smiled ” means I needed to come up with a. Mobile cover, i’ve started setting myself up as local furniture and one of my new contacts gave me the idea of being a courier. They are self employed, dine a dozen and everywhere. All I need is a believable set of clothes and by that I mean not all new and a steady stream of jobs so I can cycle up and down.”she shrugged” that’s my plan and I have about three hour before I have to meet with my new contact. Can can someone help me move on to my new pod? “April 14, 2019 at 4:08 pm #17768
Sunday, June 5th, 2078, Suite U3A, Gates Undersound Hotel, Downtown, Seattle
Tanya looks around at the others as they eat and discuss plans. ”I am sure that we can get someone to help you move. How much stuff do you have?”
After the rundown from Rebecca, she looks over at Ex=Gladius and adds something. ”You got a pretty good picture of the devices on and near the building, right? I think I got something from you last night about that. Why don’t we adjourn to the planning room. I have a very good holo-projector that we can start working with to fill out what the building looks like inside and out, as well as getting a better visual idea of the sensor locations, abilities, and coverage that we have uncovered so far. As for meetings, I do like those ideas and can get things rolling tomorrow as it will be hard to do that on a Sunday. Perhaps we can look into an underground inspection this afternoon and then we can add that information to the hologram. I can carry a smaller version of the projector with me and we can use it to add items in real time. Anyone object to going to the room?”
55April 14, 2019 at 4:14 pm #17769
“I took a whole card of hi-res pictures on our drive past. I’m going to skate the plaza today with some friends if you have spots you need me to concentrate on let me know.” she offered “oh I don’t have a lot of gear it just I need to be out today and my new place.. Hang on I can change that to somewhere closer. Makes cover better.”April 14, 2019 at 4:22 pm #17770
Ulrich took it as his cue when Becky began to talk about camera positions and pulled up the map he had been working on:
“I found Kameras at the Institut on all sides as well as on each house that faces it. They have Faraday walls to stop Matrix Signale, and I bet they do have bug scans in their doors. I would in their stead.
It would be best if we could tap their Antenne on the roof. I can fly us in with a cloak and an Ultrasound Störgerät.”April 14, 2019 at 4:53 pm #17771
“right now I’d settle for details, deliveries worker, the like. I’m thinking after a few days I plant cameras off grid type so we can establish their routine” Bronwean replied ” to act from a position of knowledge is superior to acting from a position of experience, Sun Tzu or could be Von Clausewitz they pretty much said the same thing”April 14, 2019 at 4:54 pm #17772
Rebecca says ”Let’s go to the holoprojector then…”
Once in that room, she asks ”How can we get to the Antenna undetected? Suggestions?”April 14, 2019 at 5:08 pm #17773
“Beccie, seriously we need to get more about the basics let’s go slow. I’m the first one to go ‘bags of smoke and two squads straight up the middle’ but we really do need to know some more all we really know right now is the dimensions of the building and a rough camera count, lets get a bit more on the S2 brief first”April 14, 2019 at 5:40 pm #17774
” I agree with Bronwean, still, we need to explore the options. We’ll visit below later today, and get a few eyes in the sky. Planting a camera or two of our own on the periphery of the place seems like a possible thing. The next not very dangerous thing would be to plant a camera on one of the patients but we’ll need to study routines first.
She texts >>> Weaver, please start researching their delivery routines of these people, what companies are they working for, and where are these deliveries coming from. Deliveries can be another insertion vector to the facility.
“April 14, 2019 at 5:51 pm #17775
Bronwean sighed a massive internal sigh of relief.
“cools, so we need a drone/with a rigger and a source for some micro cams.” she turned to Ichante “can you help with my courier stuff? I just need a Jump suit tat looks old, doesn’t even need to fit too well, I can get a jacket; they are all wearing those crazy rad mesh bomber jackets and I got the helmet, monical and comms set. and then we just need burner phones and random people coming off the metro and giving parcels. I have a few contacts I could press to help but the more the merrier, eh?”
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