Seattle - Bellevue Pour Housel - Bellevue

[JDragon]

Bellevue Pour House
NE 40th Street & 148th Avenue NE

8pm

The Pour House, was just that a poor place to be. At one time it had been nicer but being on the border of the barron's can drag a place down. It does get a good mix of cliental though, you got the people living in the barrons wanting something a little nicer every once in a while and then the wage slaves wanting live on the edge and see how the other side lives. Oh and don't forget the runners that are just looking for a quite place to hang. The thing was their never was enough of any of them to keep things nice, the place hadn't had a coat of paint in probably over 20 years.

Satchel sat in his normal booth waiting for the others to arrive as ususal. THe one up side of this place was it was only a few blocks from his place, so if needed he could stumble home after a long night


It was time again, time for the weekly meet. It gave group a chance to BS about the biz and make sure they hadn't missed any leads on work or over looked a way to make some more nuyen from the last paydata they got.

Jade was probably busy making sure she looked perfect as usual. Not that she was bad looking, for a human. As for the others, they always had stuff going on, or at least thats what Satchel assumed as they were always fashionably late to these things. Satchel tried to not be so punctual all the time but after making your money for so long by being somewhere at a certain time it was a hard habit to break.

By the crowd in the place tonight it seemed to be wage slave night, he could pick out at least half a dozen of them, dressed in their new street gear trying to "fit" in. He tried not to laugh out loud as they walked by his both, or made a big deal of looking for perfect spot to sit so they could watch the door easily.

"Damn I hope the get here soon, or I'm going to be too buzzed to talk about much of anything" Satchel thinks to himself as he takes a sip off his beer.

[Jadefox]

Jade glided effortlessly along the rough streets, swerving here and there not to pass cars but to miss the potholes which are becoming more frequent the closer she gets to the Barrens. She is a shadow among shadows, straddling her black Suzuki Mirage, dressed in a tailored black pant suit with one bit of brightness - a crimson red, v-neck, silk blouse. Her jet black hair is pulled tight and twisted into a knot held in place with a set of crimson, lacquered hair chopsticks and a pair of dark, fashionable, wrap-around sunglasses cover her almond shaped eyes, hiding her cyber enhanced vision. Finally seeing her destination she slows the cycle and pulls into the parking lot. She dismounts and lifts the seat retrieving her genuine leather handbag from the hidden compartment. She smoothes the wrinkles from her pants, shoulders the hand bag and walks to the bar's entrance. She pushes through the door and makes her way to the table where the others usually are. She is much shorter than many in the room standing only 5'4" but she is average height for a japanese woman. Seeing Satchel already at the table she heads straight there and signals to the waitress. She speaks to the dwarf in fluent Japanese "Hello Satchel. Anything interesting happening tonight?" She takes a seat opposite him and in heavily accented english, orders a glass of synthahol from the waitress.

[JDragon]

Satchel nods as Jade walks in, "Evening, how was traffic? Not much going on here as usual. Just a few wage slaves trying to live on the edge. How things been going for you?"

When Satchel sees the waitres coming over he downs the last of his beer and orders another.

Once the waitress has returned with the drinks and left again he continues his conversation with Jade, "The others going to be here tonight or they find some work they aren't sharing with us?"

[Jadefox]

Speaking in Japanese: "I hope they get here soon..." Jade looks closely at her companion, "How many have you had, maybe you should slow down? You'll be out cold by the time everyone gets here and miss the good stuff." She picks up her drink giving it a good look and calling the waitress back to the table. Switching back to thickly accented english she says, "I would like a drink in a clean glass. Thank you very much." She slips the waitress a tip of 30 nuyen as she hands the glass of synthohol back with a smile.

[JDragon]

"Ah, this is only my second, so as long as they get here in the next hour or so I'll be ok." Satchel smiles as he takes another drink.

"I don't know how those slots ever get a job if they can't show up on time for a simple meeting. We don't even have anyone shooting at us."

"So you get anything useful out of that comm we "found" last week? I would have thought a rock stars address book would have something interesting."

Satchel seems to bemoving around a little at the table, almost like hes moving to some music only he can hear. Or maybe hes just had more to drink than he said.

[Jadefox]

A smile crosses Jade's face that holds no humor. "Oh yes, it was quite interesting. With 'Chef's' help I retrieved the addresses of many plump pigeons waiting to be plucked." She gives Satchel a conspirator's wink raising her manicured hand with crimson lacquared nail to her lips... "Ssssshhhh, as the old Japanese proverb goes, 'the smaller the margin, the greater the turnover."

[Kagi]

He takes a sip of his synthahol beer at a little Cafe at the center of a mall in the downtown sprawl of Seattle. His crack sprite returns with all the private information it hacked from the hot little blonde's personal commlink, that he's been watching for the last fifteen minutes in the "Rave Cloth" clothing store across the way. He filters out all the drek and gets right to the good stuff. Purchasing habits.
Purchased the complete Hawthorne e-book collection, and checked out three books on Ginsberg from the Seattle public database in the last three months. Looks like she's a regular on a couple poetry blogs too. he mutters to himself as he begins cross referencing romance and poetry on the public data base. He peeks over at the blonde again.
Damn with a body like that I'm going to need something really good. Maybe I should get a data sprite on this. he thinks to himself. His mind drifts and he tries to figure out how to casually bring up poetry; while making it look convincing that it's all just romantic coincidence and not just a complicated scheme to get in her pants.
He reaches up to start illegally downloading "The best of John Keats" to his comm. from his favorite shadow site when he notices the time in the corner of his AR display. Drek! I'm going to be late again. Satchel is going to throw a fraggin' fit. he chugs half the rest of his beer, grabs his small back pack with his drones and misc. equipment, then jumps up and makes a bee-line for the parking lot.
Sometime later he parks his dark green Suzuki Mirage outside the Pour House on the edge of Redmond and sets the alarm as he enters.
Black sneakers, Olive green cargo pants, black t-shirt with white lettering that reads "Clockwork Orange", his favorite blue and grey Ares custom fit armored tech jacket, and a black and grey back pack slung over his shoulder are pretty much the usual clothing as Clu slides into the booth next to Jade. His custom color contacts are a pale blue today.
It's not my fault I swear. There was an accident on the 405 freeway, traffic's a real slitch.

[JDragon]

Satchel raises an eyebrow at Clu, "Well if you say so. Want a drink?"

Satchel finishes of his third beer, so he'll be ready for number four when the waitress comes by.

"Well as you can see you haven't missed much yet, any idea when FT is going to show up?"

[Kagi]

He hesitates as the dwarf mentions drinking and shoots Jade a quick glance. Yeah, just a soda for me. I had a beer earlier.

Great, he's already pickling himself on that cheap synthahol drek he drinks.

He subscribes to the Pour House's network and quickly closes the pop-up advertisements and menu. Instead he sends the comm. signal to flag the waitress with his order, his usual "Double Cola", the infamous soda with half-a-dozen different stimulants.
He shakes his head at Satchel's question on FT's whereabouts. Na, he's probably doing his hocus pocus stuff. He makes a melodramatic spell casting gesture with his hands and face. Killin' chickens, praying to a piece of wood, or what ever it is he does to get his mojo up at night. he says, smiling at his joke. Good to know I'm not the only one late though.
Okay, so scan this. I put on my black hat the other day. he says looking at the other two conspiratorially. You remember that nasty little dandelion eater we ran into during a job about a month ago that was running the joytoy biz out of the orphanage? The one with the troll razor the size of a mountain at his back. I hacked an S.S.I.'s link and set the elf's flat down for health code violations. Inspectors came couple days ago and scanned the whole thing. Busted him on the spot. he smiles.
Oh! I also charged up four tickets to the third floor at club inferno to his account. Anyone up for a little late night mayhem next friday? he grins as the waitress drops off the drinks.

[Jadefox]

Jade sips from her drink and her face twists in disgust... At the mention of Club Inferno she smiles brightly, pushes aside the substandard drink and leans forward, toward Clu... Clu, I LOVE your cunning mind. She looks about the Bellevue Poor House with contempt. I for one would love a change of venue. The drek this place serves makes me want to hurl. She reaches for her drink, grabs her handbag and stands up... Excuse me a moment boys, I'll be right back...
Jade walks to the bathroom and returns a moment later with her glass empty. Sliding back into her seat she reaches into the leather handbag and pulls out an earthen ware bottle of imported Japanese sake. She uses a red lacquered nail to cut the bottle's seal, pulls out the stopper and pours a small amount into her empty glass. She takes a sip and smiles,Ahhhh..... now this is more like it.

OOC highlight to read:Jade speaks only in Japanese unless I state otherwise.

[orionsfire]

Awaking from a long slumber and a terrible dream still fading with each moments consciousness coming closer Jon realizes the time and quickly grabs his gray collared shirt and duster. Checking his messages he heads out the door making sure everything is locked down in my small hole in the wall apartment (if you want to call it an apartment). Parking his Suzuki Mirage in the parking lot, he walks in and soaks in the ‘aroma’. Standing 6’3” he stands taller than a lot of people allowing him to see the group. Wearing a cleanly cut mustache, a necklace shaped like a dragon, dark eyes and a smirk that is unmistakably elfish, he glides across the room tracking down the waitress on the way he orders in Japanese,
“Please bring a soda with a lime over there for me. Much appreciated.”
with a wink to the waitress he heads to the group. Looking around he sees the wage slaves playing the night owl and laughs to himself at how much things have changed. He knows he might have looked as ridiculous as some of these folks. Realizing the time, he bows with a respectful nod to everyone, in English
“I know, I know… What can I say. . .All good things come to those who wait? I'll buy you all a drink.”
In Japanese to Jade,
“Looking as beautiful as ever.”
Grabbing a seat he leans back and absorbs the atmosphere trying to unwind.

[Kagi]

Raises his drink in toast as Fire Throat takes a seat. Hol Fire, you made it. I'll take another Double Cola omae. he says as he takes a long drink of the double cola in front of him and chuckles at his comment to Jade.
So long as we're all here I'm going to get us meshed. his fingers type at something unseen in the air, then using the team's passwords, he places himself as the hub for the team's LAN. Suddenly the air comes alive; as each team member is networked together a portion of their AR display becomes visible to the other members of the network. An icon is added to each members AR display that allows them to pull up a detailed map of Seattle with a dot that marks the exact location of each member of the network. A small window also opens showing a real-time, aerial, view about a city block in diameter, centered over the Pour House. I'll just leave the Stormcloud in place until we're done here, just in case.
I think your going to owe me more than one drink Fire. again he types a few icons on his AR display and sends one e-ticket to club Inferno's third floor to each of the others. Club infero's styliazed imp mascot pops onto each team members AR display and presents the ticket with due fanfare.

[JDragon]

"Glad you all could make it." Satchel moves over to give Clu room to sit down. Satchel shruggs his shoulders as Clu mentions Inferno, "Not exactly my scene but I'm in. Thanks."

Once FT arrives and offers a free drink Satchel makes sure his empty and holds up the glass. "I'll just take one last glass of this swill."

Once the waitress has brought the round of drinks and left he asks, "So hows things been going for everyone?"

[Jadefox]

Not much lately, and I'm getting bored. Jade's face breaks out into a mischievous grin You know Satchel, if we could convince you to trade in that damn car in for a bike we could start our own go-gang! She starts laughing hysterically at the thought of Satchel on a motorcycle.

[JDragon]

"True, True, but then where would I keep all my little friends? You know having them easily accessable has saved my plated hide more than once." He smiles as he takes another sip off his drink.