***
To: Loki
Subject: damn it!
Message: >: (

Message ends
***

Working hard to keep his cool, James only lets a brief scowl cross his face before regaining his composure.
"My... associate's fears are hopefully unfounded. Despite the appearance of some of our members, we are a professional group. We will get the job done for you and we will do it well. In return we ask only that you trust us to carry out your mission, without feeling the need to tag us or follow us. Well, that and our fee, we do expect that aswell."

---

Richard M.
Grimfang
"Whisper"
Xaeraes

****
To: James; Loki
Subject: Recon
Message: Lets get on the recon
message end
*** 

*****
To:James, Loki; Stephen
Subjec: Just a second

*****
To: James, Loki, Stephen
Subject: Base
Message: My Van will pick us up out back, we can go to my shop. Jus don't break my toys.
Twitch
message end
*****

The man looks at Loki with a kind of embarrassed look, "Well uh, if for some reason he doesn't make it, we'll pay half for his body if its in reasonable condition, say 80%.  The man is either a traitor to us or a prisoner of them, either way Mitzuhama wants him, and either way they probably don't care much if he dies.  We believe his injuries are minimal, hes being stored in this location to soften him up, or to get access to his implants.  " 
"And now", the man starts to get up, his two bodyguards glowering at anyone who tries to stop him, "I really must go, this place is giving me a migraine".  The band in the other room is really pumping it out, making this room shake, despite the extra insulation and soundproofing.

---

Richard M.
Grimfang
"Whisper"
Xaeraes

 

*****
To: James, Loki, Stephen
Subject: Our Ride 
Message: The Van is moving into place.>Twitch
message end
*****

Stephen will leave wordlessly, stopping at one of the dumpsters in the alley to pick up his katana from it's hiding place. Opening up his jacket, he'll strap it to his belt. 

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"DnD teaches us an important lesson. Always loot the corpses of your dead enemies."

****
To: Loki
Subject: GS
message end
*** 

---

Richard M.
Grimfang
"Whisper"
Xaeraes

Once the group gets into the car Loki sits down in the comfy chair he has set up in the back puts back his feet jacks up his sim-sense not full, just partialy so he can still tounge speak with the other members of his team

"allright lets get this party started, but first there something I need to pick up, james hears the address."
He then wires over the address to James.

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AllenT: The cake is a lie.
Playing:
Loki,
Ghost
Status:
Looking to GM: Avatar20, Ghostwalk 3.5, Don't rest your head, litte horrors.
Looking to play:
The above+any shadowrun/Good D&D

If the address is a particularly seedy part of town, James will ask Loki to give him a lift down there, no point endangering his own car.
Or maybe it would just be easier to get our hands on some tranquilizer slap patches?
Ah well, James heads over to the address and tries to pick up the GS, using Thor's name as a way in.

To get in:
Ettiquette + Charisma + First Impression: 11
6, 2, 3, 6, 4, 1, 5, 1, 2, 1, 3
Ouch, only three hits

To get the price down:
Negotiation + Charisma + First Impression: 11
4, 1, 2, 6, 4, 5, 4, 1, 1, 3, 2
Bastard dice pool, 2

"Slap patches can take awhile, anyways magic  nightshade not only takes em out, but afterwords it weakens your will to the point where even a dragon would spill his deepest secerets.

We can use mt Van as a Mobile Hq. I need to swing by my shop and pick up a few of my drones. Also need to pick up some Decript Soft.

 

I send a message to my fixer contact

****
To:John
Subject: Decrypt Soft
Message: Can you get me Decrypt softw Hacked/Rating 5
message end
****
and another message to my Pimp contact
****
To:Daddy Mac
Subject:Hookup
Message: U know anyone that works the Queen Anne Hill area?
message end
****

Loki moves through the matrix quickly, turning his direct visual feed from his cyber eyes, though keeping a small window so he can "see" if anything threating happends outsided of his little world. He then starts sifting through the recording his cybereyes took of the meeting.  After copying and pasting the images of the two employers into a folder he then compleatly eradicates the through away circut used to record the meeting, no good can come from leaveing a trace of such a dealing.
He then switches over to wire himself into his neighbors node, the BLT junky hardly ever runs any scans and shouldn't notice the intrusion*, once in he then uploads the file into the "my files" account in a agent run drop of point. Flax will find it and will run a scan, he'd do it himself but its never good to draw ANY attiontion to a search like this. This Jander is just a tool but whoever he's dealing with may not be, better to make sure no matter how hard he digs up he'll draw a blank.  

Happy with his work he pops out mini drive he ran the wholl search on, pops a new one grabs a small homeaid explosive (So simple it dosn't require a check right?)  and compleaty erases any trase of his handywork.