Fixer's Delight Reboot

>>>>>Antonio<<<<<

Antonio stares at Ahab for a split second before moving. ........ Ya, that qualifies. Shawl, let's get him up. Antonio and Shawl gently lift Ahab back upright between them, leading him into the entrance of the nearest alley. Shawl, Sharpie, do either one of you know any medical dreck?

>>>>>Shawl<<<<<

Shawl nods at Antonio's question. A little, hold him while I check him over. Shawl let's Antonio and the wall take Ahab's weight and quickly checks him over, finding no physical damage. He does notice Ahab's comm is off, something that doesn't seem normal for Ahab. Looking up he meet's Antonio's gaze and they answers the unspoken question. Dump shock. He needs rest.
Shawl sends a call out to Chaser through his own comm. I have some transport on it's way. Where are we going to put him?

>>>>>Antonio<<<<<

Antonio sighs and considers options. Can't go back to his old doss, cops must have found it by now. Can't risk finding another doss, cops probably got everything in the area tapped. My place.... so long as the roomies don't scan his face... With a sigh of resignation Antonio looks at Shawl. My doss. Let's get him to my doss for the night.

Antonio and the boys:

When the car arrives everyone loads Ahab into the back and gets in...

Back at Antonio's Doss everyone takes a limb To get Ahab into the apartment and he is laid on the communal couch with an "Oof" The old couch holds and the other roomies don't seem to be home at the moment, so everyone takes a seat at Antonio's offer... Shooter out of feeling of habit more then anything else, takes out a blade, and begins sharpening it, and Shawl immediately started tending to Ahab's condition... After sometime everyone falls into a pretty deep sleep, as the events of the evening had taken their toll... Much needed rest was had by all...

Next Day:
Alarms!!! from all COM's Go off except for Ahab's which was still off... Immediately after the alarms, Calls and messages make there digital way to all COM's with audible "Bleeep!!!" It was Slick Tony...

From: Slick Tony

Message:

Rise and shine man! Time to get ready! meet me at 125th st. Monorail station front door at 12:30 time to earn your nu yin ha ha ha badda bing!

Message ends:

Everyone answers their Messages with an audible "Grunt" Ahab gets up slower then the rest. Looking around confused, and unsure how or where he is, or how he got there... A headache permeating the perimeter of his skull, but seeing the others all here put him at ease... Though he was not sure why...

Antonio moves to secure Some Soy Caf for everyone more for himself then anyone else... Surveying the vagrants(his teammates) all over his living room... Without speaking he asks himself what the hell he thought he was doing, but he settled on waiting until he got some soy caf before he would make any judgments on himself. A lot had happened in a little bit of time, and the clock was ticking on more then one front, he knew... All in all he was not sure he was happy Ahab seemed to have recovered, or was he angry he had to deal with that whole situation now since he was better... But the smell of the percolator was more then enough to draw him away from his thoughts...

While this was going on shooter got up and before even saying good morning broke into a few stretching exercises, before reaching for a cup of soy caff after Antonio got his. Both of them frowning at shawl, who had snatched the first Cup before Antonio knew it was ready! then darted away even faster moving for the door a cigg pursed between his lips saying "Sorry" he stated "Smokers first, since I'm going out with this..."

Ahab moved wearily, things were still spinning a bit. He had got hit pretty hard, and was not sure how he escaped... All he could remember is being chased down by some dangerous ic That was protecting the NYPD inc. Wireless hub for that area of the city. It had taken the form of a pack of Police dogs! They were getting the better of him until he lost consciousness, and got dumped, It was starting to become clear to him that someone else had helped him... He remembered a whistle of some type calling off the dogs, but what the hell?, no who the hell blew it... That's how he was able to reboot the hub, before going under. The only way was to go back into the hub, and look for signs of another hacker, and with those IC Dogs still there he was not about to go looking for the info...

Later that day:

On the way to the meet Shawl drives after offering his ride for the trip. Most likely because of the whole coffee rudeness. The sun was high in the sky by the time they got to 125th street Monorail station Shawl pared across the street and down a little on the side of the station where they could get a view of the front of the station without drawing to much attention... The street and sidewalk in front of the station was really busy, Ahab looked around from inside the car spotting the Meeting area, why would people doing shyster things meet in such a populated area he shrugged to himself then stated to everyone else "Said meet him there." He said while pointing to the station entrance "I don't see anyone looking like there meeting someone there... Looks like patrons of the station, cabbies out front, and passerby's is it..." He mentally and vocally scanned the area. "We move like we don't know each other, and we might get a break on this one, like not being noticed on the camera's around the station" He noted the last part sarcastically....

An email pops up with an attached file and it says

From: Your friend Monty

Message

Good luck out there...

end message:

(OOC:Anyone hitting the install on the executable file say so)

Ahab begins working on the file asking "Is anybody else getting an email from Monty?" as he hits a few AR buttons, beginning to wave his hands in the are like a mage casting a spell from time to time... Shooter says "I got something blinking in my eye... Yeah says Monty" To which Ahab chuckles, shawl chuckles also, understanding the mountain mans ire, and he confirmed he also had an email from Monty. Ahab gives the All clear on the email very soon, and tells everyone they can hit install. That While he does not know what it does he does know its not a harmful program...

>>>>>Antonio<<<<<

Antonio nods, smiling at Sharpie's confusion over the location. Ne, it's solid cover. So many people moving in different directions, makes it hard to track just a few people in that crowd. It just takes more planning to pull off. Like that fedora I gave you Ahab, keep your head low and it'll cover enough to null the ID software via the cam's. His ruminations are halted by the mail message glowing in his AR vision.
Yep, creepy Monty. Antonio mutters and like everyone else, he watches Ahab for the all clear before flicking the install icon and watching it unfold.


>>>>>Shawl<<<<<

Shawl watches the station entrance and all the people, idly listening to the others talk. Then he shifts his perception to the Astral and looks out the open window again, seeing the truth about the people and the place. Only snapping back to the mundane world when his comm buzzes in his pocket until he pulls it out and opens it. Monty. Yes. Only when Ahab says it's good does he tap the accept button.

Shawl's Car 125th street monorail station...

You hit install and scroll really quickly through Monty's rather lengthier then should be necessary privacy policy which is reading Automated in his voice. If you did not think his cheerful tone was creepy... You do now... Noting the accept button you quickly hit it unless you read faster then the automation or want to read it...

There is a brief pause and the usual install Icon appears to let you know your request is being processed after a short while, a present box appears in AR with a maniacal laughter attached to the clown like music the box Bursts open with an audible "POP!!!" There is some fire works loud enough that you half think the whole area can see and hear it! As you adjust the volume to acceptable levels, you realize nothing has changed on your COM... But as the team slowly looked up at each other they all noticed the bright M above each others heads... It was black and spinning slow like a stuffer shack advertisement, It was attention Grabbing and it was the last thing they wanted on the busy street...

Ahab waved a hand trying to dismiss the bright attention grabbing letter, waving his arm "Cant get rid of it!" he snorts. A frustrated Shooter expressed the same concern next. As he also noted he could not get rid of it. Both of them frantically waving arms trying to get rid of and or shut down the program causing this. After a short time shawl joined in the arm swiping contest not wanting the eyesore anymore then the others! Ahab stopped and his eyes got that wait a second light above the head look. He quickly ran a diagnostic, and started giggling soon after... "Never thought I would see one of these, we tried for years could never find one or someone to make one for us..." He broke his revelry noting he was once again talking to much... His eyes snapped out of there long stare at the data and locked on Antonio "Its a glyph, no one else but us can see them, well and anyone who's got the same glyph or recognition program... I'm guessing Tony is here, and he's using that so we should get moving as well were late now..." The last part was noted as he looked at the AR clock in his peripheral vision lastly. Shooter disagreed with him stating "I don't think Slick Tony is using a recogthing a mabob what ever you said" He was staring out the Car as he spoke. Ahab followed his trail of vision slowly saying "Why do you say that?" And Shooter adjusted his view pointing to a support pillar right behind the station, and under the rail, where there was a man standing flush to the pylon looking out with a Glyph a Black "M" spinning as slow as theirs, as bright as theirs over his head...

He wore Blue Jeans and a Leather Jacket with hair greasy and slicked back to cover his neck his skin was the same color, and tone as Antonio's... You could almost trace the armor on the jacket as it was poorly hidden or just upgraded to far. He was scanning the crowed of passer-byes, and appeared to be getting real impatient... Ahab thought for a second and looked around as if there was someone else out there... When he did not find what he was looking for he looked at a Antonio "Look someone has got a recognition program out there, and I don't know who... They might not even be here, but if Tony don't got it its fair to say someone else is watching... If your good with that give the green, and we are mobile! Or with some time I might be able to find out where they are backtracking signals, and so forth up to you...?"

Shooter wasn't terribly happy with someone tracking him.  His specialty all but required anonymity, knowing who could see him would be useful.  As much as his distinct lack of tracking in the digital world went, he was willing to give credit where it's due. "Can you track this signal?  We don't need to have all of the details, just an idea of who can see us with these glyph-y doo hickeys."  Shooter checked his throwing knives that he kept a in pockets on his person, ready to be drawn at a moments notice.  His bow kept in the trunk of the car along with today's assortment of arrows.  "I'll get out first, and try to find a way to a rooftop, once we have the okay to move out.  Shawl, would you kindly pop the trunk when i get out?  Anyone think we should try to get some kind of camera network so we can see different points of view among the group?"

He decided to wait for the all clear, and for the hundredth time wished he knew more about technology, before placing his hand on the car door handle.  Let's roll out.

Ahab smirked surprised that Shooter was fallowing knowing the mans aversion to tech, but he got some of it mixed up "Nah each Glyph is a stand alone program you wanna see it you need to have the same make so for instance Monty had these made we can all see them they give off signals not receive i'd really have to chop one up in order to get any real info but you can't really trace where its coming from its coming from each of us and Slick Tony out there..."

Antonio looks at the scene for another tic then says to the others. Hold a tic. We're meeting Slick Tony and switching rides. Shawl, pop the trunk. Once we are out and have our gear, have it park close by. Keep an eye astral as much as you can from here on out. Ahab, figure a way to jam or wipe those M's just in case. Let's grab our gear and meet Tony. With that Antonio gets out of the car and stands beside the trunk waiting for Shawl to pop it.

Shawl belatedly nods at Antonio's departing back then pops the trunk door before climbing out himself. Still not entirely sure about the young mobster he admits he at least seems to know what he's doing. With a shrug he pulls another cigarette and lights it while Antonio pulls his bag from the trunk and the others follow them.

Antonio pulls his bag from the trunk and waits on the others before walking towards Slick Tony.

Shooter scowled when he heard that the signal only went one way.  This isn't like tracking Buck out in the woods after all.  "Well, now we see why i'm not the tech guy."  He said with a bit of feigned light heartedness, he didn't like the idea of people being able to see him, he felt vulnerable enough in the city with rooftops that were way too high for him to get even a half hooped vantage point.

Following Antonio's lead, Shooter leaves the car and turns towards the trunk, reaching in when able to grab his collapsible bow, still in her case, his quiver of arrows, and a back pack with the rest of his gear that he casually throws the strap over his shoulder as he tightens the band to his shock gloves.  He gives a nod to Antonio after his brief ritual,  "Ready for hell, Boss."

125th street monorail station...

Ahab stood next to shooter and Antonio commenting on shooters last item of speech with a "Bunch of roughnecks hardly equal hell, but lets not let our guards down. Yea?" Ahab smiled as he could see Slick Tony had taken notice of Their M's floating high, bright, and spinning he was waving them in and smiling...

Also noting everyone's discomfort... his response was snorting "They can't see it, just him and us... k? Promise... Oh and I cant do anything about it once it's started for some reason... Not exactly sure why... But I already tried..."The last part of his speech was less then comfortable to admit, as he was the tech guy, and was not tech enough... He wanted answers like who made this Glyph? And why was it working the way it was? Glyphs were harmless forms of identification no need for fail safes... Why take the time to make it this way? It was still harmless, but he felt well both tagged, and challenged at the same time. He would deal with this later... But for now he moved across the street with the others, to the pylon support behind the station where Slick Tony had disappeared too...

Behind the Station there was a big white Service Van a modified Bull dog step Van With Very little noticeable Armor... Slick Tony Leaned on the front of the Van Smiling ear to ear "Well guys she's a bute Right...?" He moved to the side of the Van and slid the Cargo Door open Rather roughly... in the back two creates in the middle stacked uniforms enough overalls for everyone there... even a pair for old Slick Tony himself... Also there hung from the inner walls different tools for plumbing. He looks at Ahab who fake smiles, looks at the others, and moves to Slick Tony's beckoning hand gesture...

"Hey guy" Slick Tony speaks "Call me ST. How are ya?" he puts out a hand which Ahab takes after a brief stair at the others he says "Ahab... Please to meet you. Not so pleased to have a freaking awning over my head..." In truth he was speaking the same thing everyone was thinking... So ST laughed and said "Oh! Yeah that Monty came up with it, not sure where he got the program from, but got the trick done, with no one the wiser. So yeah it will disappear soon got a time limit or something... Strange slot that guy you know...?" As he speaks he hands Ahab a hardy shake and a Uniform saying "This will cover our entrance to and exit from Terminus okay suit up..."

The greeting is repeated the same for everyone except Antonio who gets a hand shake, a hug, and some cheek kissing combination, That seems very real, very practiced, and very respectful Ahab had Seen this ritual greeting doing undercover work and stuff during his time on the Force in Seattle, But he tried not to notice it too much... Instead throwing his gear in the Van and suiting up...

Antonio eyes ST with a little disappointment. ST's father was known for his classy threads and Antonio had expected ST to as well. With a mental shrug Antonio let's the thought slide away and greats ST and looks over the van. It'll do fine, boss. With that he climbs in and pulls a pair of coveralls over his grey on grey suit and black coat. Nice fit boss, thanks.

When the whole gang is dressed, an assembled ST hits a button on a key chain and the Van takes on the appearance of a white and red Plumbers company Van complete with emblem he Then asks asks “Who’s in the front and who’s in the back? And who’s my second? The one that’s going with me on the actual deal..." he let the team figure it out, and continued when one was chosen as second “The rest of yous have to watch, and wait Shooter has our back up high so no reason for Jitters, and we got shawl on magic detail so we got a leg up k that’s the plan. Oh and don’t go peeking at the crates. Yous in the back Ok?"

The way there is uneventful you pass through the 34th and 7th street check point and a Guard approaches the Vehicle... “Pass and ID” he says without looking at the driver. To busy scanning the Van for its numbers and registrations... Its obvious that he dose not need to ask for it. Since its supposed to be broad cast at all times right? So whats he at...? (Anyone wishing to make a perception check should do so now!)

Just as your about to lie, you hear a flush from the side where the Men’s room is... An officer comes out tucking his shirt in his pants. He looks up in surprise when he sees the Van done up like a business Van! And he runs up to the other officer "I got this one mike." He says and he hurries over nods to slick Tony on the way. The first officer nods back though it was not for him, and he plays the background. Cpt. Rodriguez steps up to the driver, while the Lt. watches slick tony... The Cpt. asks Slick Tony “Whats your business in terminal district...?” Slick Tony leans in to speak to officer Rodriguez "Parts and technical group for the forest moon... club.... They had a massive leak down there need to get there in a hurry sir..." he says and then he leans back in his seat the first cop looks incredulously at ST! But officer Rodriguez waves you on not even looking at his subordinate... You move on...

Stopping a few Blocks away to look for a good building for Sharp shooter to get too that allow him access to the other buildings around the OZ to be precise he also need to be able to make the distance in enough time as to set up a perch before negotiations began... A building was chosen of shooters choice and he was let out a block and a half away Starting towards the building he needed to get too by foot and the van moved on leaving him and his gear heading for the Ally's so as he could keep to the shadows...

When ST offer's the front seat Antonio doesn't hesitate to climb in the front passenger seat, his bag tucked between his feet.

Shawl climbs in the back and straps himself in before astrally stepping away and taking up astral position just above the van and keeping a lookout around the vehicle. Ducking back into the van to avoid being noted by other astral beings.

Antonio sit's with bored patience through the drive and even the through the checkpoint. Although his folded hands never strayed far from his weapons through the whole interaction his only reaction being a faint sigh of released tension as they leave. And we're green folks. Solid, boss.

Shooter accepted the new clothing and greeted ST with the standard runner greeting of a non-verbal barely visible nod and handshake. He put on the overalls which while a little tight, fit him fine enough for what had to be done.

While the checkpoint was a little tense, he let it go without a though since most of his tools were in his case or under the jumpsuit.

When it came time for Shooter to take his customary position as lookout for the team, he once again nodded towards ST and ducked out of the side of the van, his bag and case in tow as he looked for options to get to his perch.

((Is there a fire escape or am i going inside of buildings?))

When you get to the dirty, smelly, whole in the wall of an ally. Four separate dilapidated buildings make up this four way crevice, and the walls are littered with garbage cans, and dumpsters. The Gang members are already in place. They seem to have been waiting for a while, but they don’t look up and at’em until you stop the van. One of them approaches the van and looks at the driver, then at the anyone else in the front. He then turns his head back to the gang and nods. He backs off the van and moves back to his team. he whispers in one of their ears, And the member waves Slick Tony in. The ally is poorly lit but light enough that you don’t need thermal vis. or nothing. ST looks at Antonio "You and me are up fly boy. Open her up and let me out, when you think its safe k? Oh and try and look like you done this before k...?" One member steps out of the shadows sporting an armored Jacket and yellow bandanna. The obvious leader steps up with one comrade in tow....

Alleyway Deal:

“YO! S.T.!” The leader waves, his head tilting to the side. He moves over to meet Slick Tony in the middle of the back alleyway(once a communal court yard). He stops short of Antonio, staring at the runner. Moving forward somewhat more cautiously, giving the young mafioso a wide birth he comments: “Plucky, I like that...” blowing Antonio a kiss as he inches past him. Then without skipping a beat he approaches Tony. He lets his shades inch down his nose, peering over the tops of them and revealing silver cyber eyes. “STeeee you don’t trust me? You got theses...” He leans to the side to look in the van. “These professionals to come with you... Tooony We got a deal don’t we my maaan...” He continues looking to Antonio yet again, and his own teammate near the mobster, then back to Tony. He pauses for a moment to push his sun glasses back up the bridge of his nose, with his right index finger. “We doing business or you gonna hide behind your men?” He seems sure of himself if nothing else. So far incredibly, Tony has kept entirely silent, and you can’t for the life of you figure why. Tony allows the silence to linger for a moment longer before, finally, responding. With his right arm he motions Antonio back to him giving him a look. Then he steps up to the plate.

“These guys? Oh we go way back. I trust ‘em with my life.” Tony says, smiling. His eyes take on a steeled look, almost, but not quite, like he was glaring at the Leader. Tony thrusts a hand out, probably looking for a shake. “Si-low!” He says. “If you got the Nuyin from Fat Lue? We got a deal. Yeah!” He more asks then states... Si-low smiles. “You know it Jack.” He responds, pulling a Certified cred stick his pocket. He holds it up like a starting pistol. Just as Tony reaches out to grab it. He finds Si-lo has moved it just out of reach... Tony frowns. “Of course,” he says. “I know how this works this ain't my first rodeo you know Aaa!” Si-low smiles leaving his hand up... Tony reaches for his lapel and all the gangers in the alley get up, looking visibly concerned. As if S.T. did something wrong. “Aaaa!” he says and Si-low holds up his left hand. The gangers take at ease positions. They have been to this ally before hell they have all the good vantage points locked down.

ST speaks into his COM and all the teams COM’s beep “Bring one of the crates to me” he says and he waits to see them do so...

>>>>>Antonio<<<<<
Antonio scans the decrepit dead end as the pull up. Taking careful note of the gangers and their positions. As one of the gangers janders up for a look at them Antonio stares back at him with blankly cold eyes, keeping his sneer locked in his thoughts as does. When ST gives the word Antonio nods, reaches into his bag and pulls the smg out. Hooking the whippet sling on under his leather jacket, worn over his coveralls, and pocketing the extra clips. Game on Boss. Antonio responds before getting out of the van.

Walking slowly, almost casually, Antonio walks around the van checking the buildings and rooftops. Checking for more gangers as well as taking up time to give Sharpie as much time as possible to get in place. Once satisfied enough time has gone by and that it's not simply a dry gulch event he waves at ST, taking up position between ST and the gangers.
As their leader janders back and forth like a hyper squirrel Antonio merely clasps his hands in front of him and staring unblinkingly at the leader with dead cold eyes. Privately Antonio finds himself enjoying the building tension of the silence and is almost disappointed when ST waves him back. Without turning away from the leader he steps to the side and backs up past ST and waits for something to happen, his eyes flickering around the area.

>>>>>Shawl<<<<<
Shawl's body slouches in the back of the van while Astrally he stands with his head outside the van looking around for much of the ride. The alley may look filthy and disgusting with mundane senses but with Astral senses it was both worse and better. The shear amount of life teaming around them and the emotions layered around the alley made for a fascinatingly queasy dichotomy which he steadfastly ignores. Shawl watches as Antonio and then ST step out to meet the gangers and listens to the meet progress until ST calls for a crate. Shawl slips back into his body as ST's call ends and looks at Ahab. That would be us I believe. I'll go first.
Opening the van's side door Shawl steps out and grabs one end of a crate. Once Ahab has the other end they walk it slowly over to ST, putting it down beside him.

"yea yeah gimme a second..." Ahab said fiddling with AR Shawl was not sure what he was doing but he would not budge until he was done, mean while outside ST was getting impatient so was Si-lo and shooter made it too his perch just about then... Gotcha Ahab Said and he blinked and grabbed for a create...

Shooter found his perch, and began the assemblage of his bow.  He took care with his bow, assembling it with all the pride and love of a father with a newborn babe.  It was a little touching really.

A ready mind is a better weapon than a thousand soldiers.

While tech wasn't his forte, he knew how to text.

--begin message
To: Crew

Hi guys.
i'll be up here keeping an eye out, if things get tense, have a text ready and i'll make it rain.  Speaking of rain, the weather ain't too bad up here, kinda crisp and refreshing.
--end message

Once his bow was assembled, he laid out his arrows.  Three of each type laid out in an exact order kept his selection varied but always at the ready. The precise method almost seemed a little OCD for a runner, but not for him, not when fun was about to happen.

Respect your equipment, and they will never fail you.

He knocked a narcojet injection arrow first, two more being next in line as he first scanned the roofs to see if the gangers had a ranged counter part, before his eyes shifted down to the actual meeting.

The Ally deal...:

As Sharp Shooter marked targets(Perception roll if you want it for shooter) Ahab and Dark Shawl pulled out the create together and moved it to a position mid between ST was in front of the left and Antonio was in back on the right they moved into flanking positions and fanning out and moving back... Ahab moved to near a dumpster but not behind it While Shawl moved nearest the bulldog...

Si-Low moved to inspect the goods holding out the Cred Stick for Slick Tony to take hold of but then moved it as he went to grab it(Perception roll for Antonio) real last minute like. ST Did not like being toyed with but this maneuver allowed Si-Low a chance to move to where the create was for inspection ST surmised and smiled as Si-low discovered it had a lock on it combination, old school type, Frowning Si- low was now looking at ST from out the top of his shades asking in a sarcastic tone "Please..." ST reached down and after twisting the the locks spinner a few times he unlocked it... And popped it open... it was...(Perception For on lookers except shooter unless your using some kind of vision mag k? if you make your perception anyone then i need an underworld knowledge or drug id of some kind to identify whats in the create GL guys)

>>>>>Antonio<<<<<

Antonio gives the crates contents a quick but hard scan, registering both the contents and it's potential value without a single twitch. For all his lack of physical reaction, Antonio's brain jumped into overdrive. Paranoia and greed both biting at his plans and thoughts.
Using his subvocal mic Antonio sends a quick voice message to the others. Stakes just jumped. Keep focused. Sharpie watch out for party crashers.

>>>>>Shawl<<<<<

Shawl stands back with Ahab and watch as Si-low opens the crate. As he recognizes the contents he clamps down on the sudden urges to whistle and smoke. As soon as Antonio's message comes he opens his eyes to the astral world and looks carefully all around them.

Si-Lo waves in one of the Gangers in his charge, and one moves to his side with a beaker and a blade which he pulls out for all to see ahead of time no one reacts as he moves for the packaged narcotics with the knife hand he then starts cutting a package open a small amount is removed and placed in the beaker after that he drops some liquid which he also produces into the beaker and caps it with some tech zzzzz... Beep and it gives a read out which he conveys to Si-Low with a look in the affirmative... "Take it" he waves some of his men in... "And we want the other one" he says to Slick Tony handing over the cred stick as the men approach "Nah ah" ST says "after the transfer is done we trade for the last one capire..." stares a bit then answers "Ok have it your way" Si-Low says... handing over the cred stick...

>>>>>Antonio<<<<<

Antonio watches Si-Lo and ST talk, unclasping his hands for better reaction time when Si-Lo approaches ST with the credstick.  Showing no interest in the product or the discussion.  WTF?  What the frag else is being traded?  Antonio's mind spins out for a nanosecond before getting back into focus and sending another voice message to everyone.  That's off script.  Dreck might change fast be ready.  Antonio shifts his stance slightly to angle his body in relation to the gangers and centering his balance.

>>>>>Shawl<<<<<

Curious, Shawl astrally looks a little harder at the magically active drugs and the test kit. Even without Antonio's warning Shawl astrally scans the meet sight and the players.

Shooter scanned the area, noticing that Ahab and Shawl tense up, and so does the opposite crew.  While he can't tell which of the other crew would be the most threatening, he figured dropping the ganger closest to the scientist would draw the attention up at him, leaving his crew an opening if drek hit the fan.  He readied himself, if guns were drawn, the narcojet arrow already notched would knock out that poor sap before he hit the ground.  God, I wish i knew what was going on down there.  I need glasses, earbuds, hell maybe even that sub-vocal mic.  I guess a little tech can be useful if it helps you live.

The Deal

ST Gets the cred stick and punches some AR buttons Then with the stick in hand does a swiping motion waving his arm high to low... He takes a look at something like he's waiting for a reaction but is certainly not Aware as a Building Exit door off to the left swings open revealing a rather large male Asian go ganger he looks as though his cyber ware is supposed to make him intimidating... The shadows covering the door way dont do much to hide his glowing cyber eyes which have the most evil squint Thirsty for death...

Si-Lo moves back a bit an evil smile on his face... Snapping his fingers the Gangers ready their weapons for action! "Figures" Ahab says loud enough for the local team to hear "knew it was going to smooth..."

Well, isn't this just a happy little drek storm.  Shooter tensed his muscles and felt the synaptic boosters fire up.  He had just enough time for one shot...  Who's it gonna be?  frag it.

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Firing at the party crasher with a narcojet arrow

Archery (4 + bow 2) 6 + Agility 7 = 13 = [url=http://invisible castle.com/roller/view/4709106/]4 hits[/url]
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After the first Arrow is loosed, with a very short prayer, Shooter knocks his second arrow, another narcojet. A little harder to hit than buck.