SR#2 Insight and Mr Johnson

[Zed]

You each arrive at the club in your own way. Gruk, trusting to his legs (again) is the last to arrive at Insight and notes the Chrysler Nissan Patrol-1 of Jimmy parks on the road a block or so away from the club. Stood in line ahead of him is what looks like Wraith. The gal dresses well when she wants to - the orK thinks.

Gruk arrives at the door and smiles to the bouncers. The both look him over a scowl a moment then gesture with a thumb to pass through the MAD and into the club. Gruk casually as possible, walks through the detector, very conscious of the weight of the Hammerli inside his jacket MAD Rating 3 - a single hit detects the weapon. Roll: 3,3,2 (lucky bugger) but he passes through without it being detected. Gruk grins.

Inside you are all hit with the noise of the club. Punding music blaring over speakers and through your AR commlinks. Immediately you are all presented with maps on your AR system pointing out emergency exits, toilets, various bars and the menu for the night. Music selections available for Personal pleasure are presented in small menus and soon you are all swamped with the personal invitatiosn from various party goers to dance or enjoy some private R&R in a room upstairs.

<Since everything is wired and accessable through Augmented reality (AR) your own AR units (noteably your commlinks) can be put into 3 modes: Active-you can access and be accessed by other nodes around you. Passive - you can access things around you but only preauthorised nodes or those you allow to access you can do so. (Im assuming your in this mode and allowing the public club to access you). Hidden you are 'ghosting' no one can see you unless you authorise them to do so. on a run you would generally be in this mode. But its the height of bad manners generally to be hidden in public.

you spot your comrades PAN's - their icons lighting up on the Club map as you wander through the throng of people. All of you are heading for one of the bars looking for Sarrissa. You spot her fairly easily. not only is she very attractive, she is also the only female bartender to be seen.

As you each arrive at the bar (using your commlinks to subvocalise your greetings since you couldnt hear yourself think let alone speak in the bar) you nod to get the womans attention.

"what can i get you all?" she says smiling

 

[Sorontar]

SR_2: Wraith 1

"Well in this dress I suppose it's going to have to be a Campari on the rocks with a slice of orange. I just hope you stock it" Wraith says to the elf returning her smile.

When she returns Wraith leans forward and says

"I'm here for the Johnson party , I was told you'd be kind enough to direct me"

 

[Medivac]

"Synthol, honey", Gruk rumbles. Then waits to see how well Wraith does.

 

[Requiel]

"Ah, just a beer please and stick it on my tab would ya?"

"So, what are you clowns doing around these parts tonight then?"

 

[Zed]

SR#2 Mr Johnson We presume

"the johnson party eh?" the bartender says with a smile at Wraith. "im not sure i know who your talking about."

Wraith sighed, expecting as much she leaned forwards and spoke quickly. The womans eye's widened then she stammered. "Okay, Okay lady your crazy. Upstairs, Blue room."

Almost immediately your AR bleeped and a new location marked Blue room along with a passcode to enter the private suite appeared. Grabbing your drinks you head up to the room indicated and enter.

You are greeted by a troll of medium height, no longer young but not quite middle-aged. He�s handsome in a rugged sort of way, wearing a purple and chartreuse suit in the latest style that somehow manages to stay on the tasteful side. �Welcome,� he says, smiling. �Please sit down. I�m Mr.
Johnson, and I trust that <your fixer> sent you. Can I get you
anything? �Shall we get down to business, then?"

�Someone has stolen an object from the people I represent. We would like to get it back quickly, as we have reason to believe that this person is trying to sell it. What you�re looking for is some music-related data that�s important to my employer�s business. I don�t know who stole it�my employer�s home was broken into a couple of days ago, and the disk was taken along with some
other items in which we have no particular interest. Your best bet is probably to keep your ears open to whatever channels you think might be appropriate�if the thief is going to sell it, word will have to get out that it�s available. The object storing the data is an old-style optical disk. We want both disk and data returned, in the eventuality that the one no longer resides on the other. In case it�s not clear, my employers don�t want the disk�s data getting into the hands of anyone but themselves, so if the data gets out,
we expect you to track down and eliminate any copies. �Once you�ve located it, the second part of the job is to track down the person who�s offering it for sale�probably not the same person who�s offering the information, since the thief will probably be working through intermediaries�and get the disk back. You can do this in whatever way you see fit: if you can get it back by making an offer for it, my employers can cover the arrangement and take care of getting my money back later. If you�d prefer something a little more larcenous, that�s fine too. Just do it as quickly as possible and make sure the disk
is not harmed."

�I�m authorized to offer your team 10,000� for the job, half up front and half upon the return of the disk to me. Do we have a deal?�

 

[Requiel]

"Ten grand? I thought you were a serious player. Do you think it's funny wasting time like this? A ten grand job is for streetpunks with flick-knives, you're working with pros here. Gimme the ten Gs and I'll round you up some bozos from the street outside who're not too drunk to handle your two bit run.

Or did you have a proper offer?"

 

[Medivac]

Gruk leans forward, hands pressing firmly on the table infront of him, and growls,"What 'e said. If you want this tracking down properly, thoroughly, and with a minimum of "exposure", then we are your team, but make a proper offer, Friend."

 

[Sorontar]

Wraith chuckles to herself trying to remember the last time Jimmy and Gruk did anything without fuss or exposure, they always seemed to cover one of them.

"Well Mr Johnson, as the team have said we are the team to do the job professionally and you have made us an offer. Unfortunately it doesn't appear to be an offer that would get us out of bed and putting our lives on the line, you understand that of course"

Wraith looks at the troll and smiles taking a sip of the excellent Campari.

"Now we're at the negotiation point where we ask for more and you try and do your best by your employer. Unfortunately I'm past the point where I beg and put a price to my services so make a good offer because I've already had one from a cute little elfboy on the dancefloor downstairs who really knows how to grind"

 

[Zed]

Johnson shrugged, "I can push the price to 20K. But that extra 5 is after you do the job. Deal or no deal?"

He makes to rise...

 

[Sorontar]

Johnson shrugged, "I can push the price to 20K. But that extra 5 is after you do the job. Deal or no deal?"

He makes to rise...

OOC Question: Extra 5? Are we talking 10k up front 10k on completion or 5k up front and 15k on completion?

 

[Zed]

the latter.

 

[Sorontar]

Just a second big fella let me talk to my team mates

OOC: I take it we can lock the commlink off so only the three of us can sub voc to each other?

If so

Wraith turns in her chair slightly to the others

"Well I'm happy enough with those terms guys as to be perfectly honest I need the Nuyen. These dresses don't come cheap you know."

If not then

Wraith rises from her seat and seems to glides over to Jimmy and Gruk, squatting on her haunches behind and between them and whispers

"Well I'm happy enough with those terms guys as to be perfectly honest I need the Nuyen. These dresses don't come cheap you know."

She waits for their response.

 

[Zed]

Mr Johnson nods as you accept the offer, within seconds you each note a 2000 nuyen deposit in your accounts.

"The other 14K on delivery people. I suggest you tap up any contacts you might have in the media industry as a priority. Thats all I can offer you." He rises, "Enjoy the room. Its booked until tomorrow morning for your ... pleasure"

Mr Johnson leaves..

OOC Okay so let me have a list of things you want to do next...

 

[Medivac]

Gruk looks at Wraith and Jimmy," I don't know about you two, but I could use another drink"

"Another job, bout' time too! I'm gonna pump my contacts and see what floats up, I'll keep my receipts" With a wicked little laugh, he about faces," I'll catch up with your both soon" And leaves.

OOC : I'll throw some nuyen at the contacts, then hit the matrix and scan for anything unussual as optical disk's are uncommon, iirc, I'll keep Wraith and Jimmy informed every step of the way.

 

[Sorontar]

"Well I'm gonna go and catch up with that little elfboy for an hour and then I'll do likewise, maybe my contacts will have heard something. The more ears to the ground the better I suppose."

With that Wraith turns on her heel and sways towards the door her hips quickening to the beats downstairs as she exit the room.

"I'll call you guys later to let you know how successful I was ...... with my contacts NOT the elfboy"