Jadefox
Chummer
Jade Fox
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Post by Jadefox on Jun 30, 2006 2:42:06 GMT -5
You all hear the roar of a motorcycle's engin down shifting and see Jade pull into the parking lot. She parks next to Firethroat, slips off the bike, smooths out any wrinkles in her clothes then grabs the backpack secured to the back half of the bike's seat. You mind if I put this in your trunk Satchel? Assuming he doesn't she makes her way to the back of the car and gently places it inside. Jade goes back to her bike, lifts the seat and pulls her handbag from a concealed compartment underneath then approaches Clu saying with a wink, Wana show me your ball now, and where did you want me to put it?
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Kagi
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Post by Kagi on Jun 30, 2006 9:13:52 GMT -5
No time for love Dr. Jones. He grins at Jade and pulls out the golf ball sized drone and holds it in his hand. The "ball" splits open and the outer casing becomes four legs on tiny servos, the center mass flattens and a small optic camera can be seen on the front. The whole thing looks like a mechanical spider. This is a Shiawase Kanmushi micro drone. It can climb walls and even ceilings. But for this purpose I think it's best if I spend sometime in the air conditioning ducts. So just stick it in one of the ducts, I'll control it from there. This doesn't look like the kind of place to do a lot of shadow traffic, but you never know. The Johnson maybe paranoid enough to hold the meet in a matrix dead room. If he does, just record the meet for me and I'll take a look at it later. The spider contracts again into a ball and he hands it over to Jade
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Jadefox
Chummer
Jade Fox
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Post by Jadefox on Jun 30, 2006 11:05:40 GMT -5
Jade takes the tiny drone and puts it into her hand bag. No problem Clu. I'll just slip into the lady's room and let the little bugger go. She shoulders the bag and starts walking to the club's entrance. Looking back she asks, Ready boys?
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Post by Satchel - JD on Jun 30, 2006 12:26:16 GMT -5
"Always!" Responds Satchel as he shuts down the radio and closes up the car. As he climbs out you can see he has changed clothes as well. He is wearing a nice pair of slacks, a gray button up shirt. It even looks like he took some time to comb his beard and hair out.
He locks up the car with Clu inside so hopefully no one will mess with him while they are at the meet.
"Rock & Roll, chummers, lets go make sume money." Satchel walks with the others over to the front door. Holding the door open for Jade as they go in.
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Post by Abschalten on Jun 30, 2006 16:45:28 GMT -5
Those of you entering cross the threshold on into the Muscovite Lounge. The interior is done in an opulant, upscale fashion, with hardwood floors beneath your feet; darkly-tanned plaster walls lined with electric, light-bearing sconces and decorated with art pieces (some titled and subtitled in Cyrillic lettering); and tables and booths assembled out of real wood. The patrons largely have a "middle corp manager" look to them, as most are either still wearing their suits from the office, or they're dressed out in their evening attire, preparing for a night out on the town.
A tall, weasely-looking fellow with a thin mustache stands behind the podium that sits in front of the doorway. By the fine clothes he wears and by his exaggerated and unctuous smile, he is obviously the maitre d'. Giving the each of you a quick, appraising look (perhaps to get an idea of how much you'll spend when ordering and how well you'll tip), he says in an overly sincere voice, "Welcome to the Muscovite Lounge! Do any of you by any chance have reservations?"[/b] He asks his question with a slight, expectant lilt in his voice.
Beyond the maitre d', near the back of the restaurant, is the bar. It is lined with well-cushioned seats that contain bodies in every two or three, though some contained huddled clusters of men speaking in hushed tones over drinks. At one end there is an elven gentleman making ham-fisted, alcohol-influenced advances towards a painted doll of a human woman who smiles pityingly at him in return while denying him. Amidst all this metahuman buzz, the bartender walks briskly from one end to the other, hustling with all the purpose and practice of a man who does what he needs to in order to keep up with the ever increasing demands for drinks. He raises a hand, as if accessing something in his own personal AR, nods to himself, and then moves off to prepare yet another drink.
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Post by Satchel - JD on Jul 1, 2006 12:27:53 GMT -5
Satchel scans the returant over for a min as the others get inside. He then walks over to the maitre d', "Actually we are meeting some friends in the bar." As he talking to the maitre d' he wires a 50 nuyen tip to him and then moves past him, heading in to the resurant toward the bar.
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Kagi
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Clu
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Post by Kagi on Jul 1, 2006 16:08:37 GMT -5
Now, off to work. Clu says as he dives into full VR and his body goes limp. His eyes open and he is in his home node, the virtual representation of his living persona. It appears as a 15x15 ft. neon green square room; his skin is now covered with complex, blue neon, circuitry everywhere but his hands and face. Those few who had see the now nearly one hundred year old movie "Tron" would recognize the iconology immediately. Clu takes a position at the center of the room. Several screens open up on the wall to his right, they start as slits and expand to 4x4 pictures; The camera feeds from Jade and Satchel, the overhead view from the stormcloud drone, a blank window for his Shiawase Kanmushi drone, and a utility window showing his status. His status window flashes for a moment as he dials the LTG number for the Muscovite Lounge. A section of his room fades and becomes a doorway, opening up the the Muscovite Lounge's automated matrix node. Clu steps through into the Muscovite's home node and connects to the lounge's computer. The usual advertisements, lunch specials, and hours of operations drek. clu says as he closes the pop-up ads. Now it's time to earn my nuyen. Clu pulls a disk from his back, it has neon blue and black rings that run along it's surface. The neon blue circuitry along his body dims as he begins running his stealth program. He then uses his disk to slowly cut a horizontal line in the wall of the Muscovite lounge node's wall, now running his exploit program in an attempt to gain security level access.
First, Matrix Initiative. (11) [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6]
Next, extended test to gain security access on the fly. (p.221) Hacking+Exploit+2 (firewall, 1inititive pass) [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][rand=8326589872519167128505070482152175265739877269216122403958707492]
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Post by Abschalten on Jul 1, 2006 19:27:53 GMT -5
Clu steps from his neon green confines and into a completely different virtual world. The portal through which he steps drops him two feet down onto the floor inside a magnificent palace, obviously done in a style reminiscent of the Neo-Byzantine era of Russian architecture. The lavish decor is colorful and causes the massive corridor to radiate with its own light. Large, gilded pillars reach upwards to support an intricately illuminated pearled ceiling bearing images of sunbursts and biblical scenes. The colors of red, yellow, and purple abound in this majestic binary landscape.
A seemingly solid and uninteresting section of the hall's wall is chosen as a relevant portal into the palace's inner sanctum. The horizontal line starts off merely a black slit, and then glows with a powerful, iridescent light. An unseen force begins pushing the slit apart, allowing more of the multi-hued radiance to spill outwards. The play of lights along the already majestic and reflective environs creates impossible colors that cause Clu's mind to whirl for a moment; such beauty is never seen in the grim, soulless world of the flesh.
The slit ceases expanding, as if the walls begin fighting against the newly opening portal. It's not enough to allow Clu's persona through.
(Roll your test again, Clu.)
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Kagi
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Post by Kagi on Jul 1, 2006 21:06:06 GMT -5
Extended test, Hacking+Exploit+2 (firewall, 1 inititive pass) [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][rand=502277605671856165916916330187087345529246001593511287041482613]
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Post by Abschalten on Jul 1, 2006 22:14:40 GMT -5
The iridescent, shimmering line continues widening, leaving nothing but a square expanse of rippling, rainbow light. Clu steps through, and the light immediately vanishes, leaving him in a very plain, dark node set up to resemble a circular room illuminated by nothing but banks of monitors. On the screens, there are scenes of people eating and conversing in various parts of the restaurant, or of staff doing their business in order to keep the patrons happy. When he pays great attention to any one of the monitors for a moment, he also gets an audio feed to go with it. He also manages to spot one showing his other three companions entering the restaurant, and he hears Satchel speaking to the maitre d' up front: "Actually we are meeting some friends in the bar."
Other monitors, rather than showing an audio/video feed, have numbers and data scrolling past them in a blur. To the untrained eye this would look like a fury of random alphanumberics and Matrix iconography -- to the knowledgeable hacker or technomancer, it's showing security system diagnostics and the status of various background programs that assist the local systems in keeping the place free of trouble.
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Kagi
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Clu
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Post by Kagi on Jul 2, 2006 1:37:16 GMT -5
A smirk crosses his face as he enters the dark, circular room. God, I never get tired of this. Time to set up shop. he says then claps and rubs his hands together. Clu's left hand raises and taps thin air a couple of times, each time his hand taps a 2x2 ft window opens collectively showing the scenes from his home node. Finally, he makes a circular motion that opens a small, circular, music player. With a few taps on the controls high energy techno music, audible only to him, fills the small room and he begins to work in time to the rhythm. Clu's voice comes over the teams commlink channel. I'm jacked in to the Muscovite's computer. It is mine to toy with muhahaha. I have you on the lounge's in house security camera's now and the stormcloud is in position overhead. Jade, hold on to the drone I've got it covered from here. I got 10¥ says the Johnson has one of those crappy, monochrome, red, power, ties any takers? he chuckles and starts watching the monitors for the Mr. Johnson.
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Post by Satchel - JD on Jul 2, 2006 2:36:43 GMT -5
As Satchel walks across the resturant, he hears Clu's message come across his comm. He smiles to him self as he sends a text reply to everyone on the team. I'm in, and I'll take Green as the color of choice.
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Post by orionsfire on Jul 2, 2006 13:45:22 GMT -5
Before approaching the Restaurant, Firethroat moves his head into a circular patern relaxing his muscles. As his eyes blink faster, he slips his viewing range into the astral plane. Looking around he sees the group as flows of brilliant lights, plagued with dark areas where cyberware exists. Near by is the Hearth Spirit Jackson who appears to be a Troll @ 7'6" tall, sending out my thoughts to him, "I know you have little time left with me spirit of man, please do me this favor and watch over my friend and challenge and destroy whom ever may seek harm upon him. Then alert me immediately. Know that I have treated you well over the time we have been together, I will continue to do so if you do this for me. And, a shot of the real stuff on me upon our return home." Jackson remains with Clu, leaning on Satchels car (surprising the car doesn't move an inch, as if Jackson is light as a feather). Firethroat follows Satchel and Jade's Lead into the restaurant, trying to observe the auras of those inside for anything that might stand out. Having the text messages converted to words through his Commlink, he responds to Clu with a text message: I'll go with neon orange. After which he continues to scan the room astrally.
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Jadefox
Chummer
Jade Fox
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Post by Jadefox on Jul 3, 2006 8:51:31 GMT -5
Jade sends her texted imput out to the others, I think you're all wrong. Electiric blue with yellow stripes. She casually enters and heads to the bar, following Firethroat. Got it Clu, your toy is safe with me. Jade blocks out all the ads, menu's and drink specials and looks up the place's fire emergency exit plan of the building, taking note of all the listed exits. Visually she takes note of any and all windows, skylights and security cameras.
OOC: Do I need to make some kind of test to find the fire escape plans, she's only looking for what would be publicaly posted.
Perception test 8 dice = [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] 6 hits[rand=977946881721709640139542184413813612060446414895303668114553487689]
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Post by Abschalten on Jul 3, 2006 11:07:56 GMT -5
The three of you physically present in the club make your way to the bar, following the lead Satchel is setting. You all arrive at the bar, and for a couple of minutes the tender, a portly but spry late-twenties caucasian human, affects not to notice. Hovering over his head everywhere he walks in augmented reality is a little locator indicating him as the bartender, named Dmitri. After this time, however, he stops and gives the lot of you a strange, assessing look. He opens his mouth and says with the faintest hints of a bemused smile: "You guys know you place the orders in AR, right? You don't have to stand there all night waiting for me."
Meanwhile, Clu is hanging out in the digital world, and the security feeds are all at his disposal. As he peers through the monitors, he notices one in particular that gives him a feed of a rear hallway. The corridor is lined with doors on either side, and they bear metal panels with engravings naming them things like "The Pushkin Room" or "The Tolstoy Room." The camera sweeps back and forth, getting a view of the hallway, then peering back out into the common room (where he catches sight of Firethroat, but only for a second) and then back into the corridor. Interestingly enough, there are no feeds into the actual rooms themselves.
Jade does only a few seconds of digging on the club's AR node and comes up with an animated ARO entitled (in both Cyrillic Russian and Americanized Roman alphabets) "What To Do In Case of Fire!" The animation details some flames engulfing the club, and people wearing blank, impeccable smiles amidst the disaster walking out of the nearest window or exit (front and rear) in a calm, single-file line. Spoken-word narration, available for those only functionally literate or mainly schooled in the reading of standard Matrix iconography, is available in English, Russian, Japanese, and a handful of Native American languages.
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