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The Disk
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Lynx (Admin)
  
It's about 4:45 as Veronica parks the car in the lot below her apartment building. The building itself is short of being luxurious, but not by very much. Her ID is checked once to use the elevator in the lot and once in the lobby.

Upstairs, the apartment is well furnished and spacious, located on the twenty first floor (Room No. 2111).

***Description below given by Player; direct questions to both her and myself***
(The door opens North into the apartment. To the right upon entering is a TV, facing directly away from a door. Opposite it is a couch. Various pictures adorn the wall, most showcasing different weather. On the East side of the room are two chairs, both in front of curtained windows. To the West is a door leading to a kitchen, and a hall in the North leads to the bathroom, bedrooms and a second living room.)
Home sweet home.
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Veronica Alder
  
Veronica locks the door after everyone has filed in and heads down the hall to a coat closet, "Put your jackets in here."

She leaves the door to the closet open after hanging hers and moves back into the living room.

"Cyon, the computer is in the other room on the table, feel free to go and grab it."

She takes the disk from her coat and drops it on the coffee table as she passes toward the kitchen, "Care for a drink?"

*By other room I refer to the second living room, it's off the hall. The computer itself is a laptop, plugged into a wall socket. You'll need to remove the magnetic adapter on the end if you want to plug into it, though. Just unscrew it. (my datajack is magnetic, transfers data through the skin in my wrist instead of a hole in my head.) If you'd prefer not, it has a screen.
Relaxing.
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
Maynard hangs his coat in the closet, loosens his tie and takes a seat on the couch. "I'll have some milk, please."
Entrance
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Cyon
  
Cyon follows Veronica down the hall hangs his jacket in the closet. He closes the door to the closet softly and proceeds to the other room. After unplugging the laptop and removing the adapter he brings it back to the living room.

Placing the laptop on the coffee table, facing the couch he stands looking at it for a moment, then looks up. "Veronica, if it wouldn't be a bother could I also get a milk? I'm ready to give this a go and my throat has gone dry."

If the couch can only seat two people, Cyon carries a chair from the far side of the room over to the table. He then stays standing, waiting for Veronica to return.
The Hostess
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Veronica Alder
  
Veronica returned in a few moments with two glasses of milk and some iced tea, smirking as she spoke with a vastly exaggerated accent, "Can I get you anything else, monsieurs?"

"Right then, shall we take a look?"

Viewing the Disk
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Cyon
  
Cyon bows to Veronica, "Madam, you have been more than helpful, there is nothing else I would ask of you." He then takes a seat next to the laptop and picks up the disk from the table.

He hesitates, then slowely puts the disk into the computer. Suddenly going quickly, he displays the contents of the disk.
Anticipation...
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
Maynard slowly leans closer to the screen, his eyes widening with anticipation...
The Disk
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Lynx (Admin)
  
There is only one file on the disk; all text, according to the header.

If opened, it reads as follows:
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Drax, Edgar.
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Occupation: Self proclaimed 'Problem Solver'.

Farrington, Yosse
Age: 54
Gender: Male
Occupation: Owner, Green Bat, Nightclub

The Green Bat had been operating in the same district as the club owned by Mr. Omar for several years, however the recent change of ownership to the hands of Mr. Farrington brought about certain changes. Chief among them was a truly aggressive marketing policy - including the termination of his chief rival for the 'upper class' crowd.

Enter Edgar Drax. Taken on along with Yosse Farrington, Drax has established a policy of ruthless response to any disturbance. Four days before the assassination or Alex Omar, Drax was witnessed taking a man outside and deliberately driving over his right arm with a motorcycle - for spilling a drink on him.

The two are connected deeply within the Lone Star units of their area, and any official inquiry taken would be bogged down for years, at best.

The situation is volatile - Mr. Omar's successor has become worried about a second attack, and wishes the situation handled. You three are the most suitable of Mr. Omar's aquaintances to handle the matter.

Being nice, upstanding people, nothing can be asked for in writing. A meeting can be arranged within 24 hours; please leave e-mail for H.J. Kobb at LTG 567.564.323.09
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Auto Erase Sequence Initiated: Attempt Abort?

(OOC: While you can attempt it, from an RP perspective, aborting it is impossible without being jacked in - not enough can be done in a second and a half in the real world.)

Drax, eh?
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
Quickly searches for a pen and paper to write down the LTG number. (Assuming I find them...) "Got it...567.564.323.09." Drops the paper on the coffee table. "This Drax guy sounds like a real sweetheart..."
Text
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Cyon
  
After hesitating, Cyon opens the one file on the disk and displays it on the screen. He reads through it, then when the auto-erase is displayed he pauses for one moment, apparently thinking. He then turns from the computer as the file dissappears and smiles.

"Well, I'm not sure what to say about all of this. Did everyone finish reading it before it was erased? If not, I have a copy of it, and I can put it back on the laptop for you." Cyon flashes a wry grin.

"I suppose, from my perspective, we should begin by researching all the people and places involved. I can do this through the matrix, and you can both do this in person. We have 24 hours before we need to send the e-mail, so we might as well get started immediately."

"If this is agreeable to everyone, let us start a plan on exactly who will research what and how often we will meet to discuss what is going on. Do we have some form of remote communication, or will we need to meet together periodically?"

Cyon starts to pace...
Communications.
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
"I'll take my cell phone. I guess the thing to do is head down to that night club..." Maynard's eyes follow Cyon as he paces back and forth across the room. "What exactly are we trying to find out?"
A plan
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Veronica Alder
  
OOC: Our GM informed me that she's not going to be online until at least Saturday, and that she'd post an explanation and apology at that time.

IC:

Veronica stood up from her chair by the window and joined Cyon in pacing absently about the room, "Alright then, let's do it. The only thing I'd suggest is keeping the cell use to a minimum; if Kell knows about us, Farrigton may as well..and without encryption our calls are an open book."

She paused, beginning to absently toy with her hair again, "Perhaps Maynard and I can go have a look over the location now...I shall take some pictures. Perhaps if we meet at your house at midnight, Cyon, and so avoid discussing anything over the phone until we've some idea what's going on. Will that give you enough time to amass some background on our new friends?"

OOCII: Don't post leaving the apartment yet, if you would, there's some other things I'd like to bring up.
Agreement
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Cyon
  
Cyon stops pacing and stands looking out the window. "If they know about us, everything we do is an open book... I can probably be safe within the matrix, as I don't think he will have access to someone skilled enough to trace me, but I'm worried about you two. If he knows we have been contacted, I see no reason he would wait before trying to kill us also, as that would just increase the danger towards him."

Cyon turns and looks back at the laptop with a distant look on his face. "I suppose we will have to assume that we are as of yet unknown to him, because otherwise we can do little but face him directly or run."

He then looks up at Maynard, "Veronica is right, we will need to find out as much information as we can about the backgrounds and activies of our new 'friends.' I can search on all of them from the matrix, but I'm not sure what to suggest to both of you. You have the difficult job, not me."

"It may be beneficial for me to try and get a basis of knowledge to give to you before you leave, that way you aren't completely in the dark."

Cyon looks from Maynard to Veronica, then to the window. "We should not have any contact except in person unless there is an emergency, and let us hope that doesn't happen. Shall we take a moment now to see what I can find quickly, or shall we split ways and meet back at my house at midnight? That should be enough time for us to gain enough information that we will need to discuss everything again."
Don't pull that.
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Veronica Alder
  
"Don't be condescending. If any of us are in as deep a pile of manure as you say, we all are. You're well aware of what I went through; I'm as prepared in this world as you are in yours."

She stopped her pacing here, staring up at a picture of a thunderstorm above the Paris skyline, "Besides, there's too many pieces that don't fit if Farrigton knows about us right now. The probability seems a remote one...but discretion is the better part of valor."

Veronica turned away from the image and back to Cyon, "Nevertheless, we should check on the dress code and entry requirements before going there. It would be quite unfortunate of Maynard and I were turned out for inappropriate dress before we had a chance to look around."

She turned from Cyon to Maynard with a wry grin, "So what do you say, Maynard, care to be my date for the evening?"
A night on the town...
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
Maynard stands up and bows slightly to Veronica. "It would be a pleasure." He pauses for a moment, and then adds, "Except for the fact that we're scouting two men who may kill us. What are we going to do when we get there? We can't just bust in and start questioning everybody about the owner."
Apologies
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Cyon
  
Cyon bows to Veronica and Maynard. "I apologize to both of you. I didn't mean to indicate you weren't as prepared as I am. I was merely considering that you will be going into his space, he will defiently have a lot of guards, if you could call them that, present, as well as traps, possibly."

Cyon sighs, "It will be much easier for him to have his physical location very well guarded as compared to the matrix. However, I don't doubt that you can handle any situation that comes up."

"Shall I leave you two to discuss exactly what you will be doing and how while I get some basic information?"
Go ahead...
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Veronica Alder
  
OOC: Sorry for not posting all day; I needed to speak with the GM about something.

"There's no need to ask questions; that's what Cyon does. We just need to get a feel for the layout, the area, and the patrons. And some pictures wouldn't hurt."

Veronica cracked her knuckles anxiously as she turned back to Cyon, "Do you need to go home for your deck, or can you do the preliminary work without it? There's a telecom plug behind the Trid set over there." She indicated the television with a nod as she sat down, finally beginning to drink her previously untouched glass of tea.
So...
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
Maynard also takes a seat has a big gulp of milk. "I guess H.J. Kobb is the guy who took over Alex's club. He must be scared to death...but that's why he has Kell. It seems like David Kell and Edgar Drax are in the same line of work." Maynard turns to Veronica and peers closely at her face. "Do you have cameras?" He points at her eyes with his index and middle fingers.
Digression
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Cyon
  
Cyon turns back to the laptop and sits down at it. "I unfortunantly missed getting a picture of him while we were inside the Church, and once we were outside, he was very sudden in leaving, so I missed it then also. However, we still have the disk which he handled, and since he didn't have gloves on, we may be able to get fingerprints."

"Veronica, if you have something I can put the disk in, that would be good. I don't think we can get the prints ourselves, as you and I have both handled it, but maybe one of us has access to the equipment where it is possible? Unfortunantly I don't..."

"Also, I have pretty good capabilities at manipulating audio signals, as in if one of you has the capabilities of recording the voice of anyone you think important, I can then use it. If you can, I'd love to get pictures, fingerprints, and voice recordings of everyone that could be of use. Of course Name, Address, Company, or anything else that I can use to track that person down is very good too."

Cyon stands and goes to the trid. He takes a moment to find the cable, and then brings it over to the couch where he sits down again. "If you will give me a few minutes, I will have some information for you."



Information Gained
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Cyon
  
Cyon opens his eyes, and then begins to speak while he puts the cable back behind the trid.

"The club is completely rap and techno driven, but the clothing doesn't really need to match the scene. Just has to be current fashions and the more expensive the better. I have a picture of Farrington for you to look at, but no hard data other than that. Also, when you go there, there is a VIP entrace for 500Y where they will not check you for cyberwear or weapons, nor will they ID you."

Cyon sits back down as he finishes speaking, thinks for a minute, then continues.

"There is little else I can get without some detailed searching, so I guess I shall head back to my place now. Is there anything else I can help you with before I go, or are we ready to each take care of our part?"

"Good luck, call me if there is an emergency; I can create distractions for you if it is necessary through the matrix."

Cyon stands, and if nobody disagrees, he leaves and gets a taxi back to his house.

(OOC: I am kinda sick and my computer at home is broken, so I may not be back till tonight, or even tomorrow morning. Please feel free to go forward with everything at the club, as I think I am all set for now. Lynx can get ahold of me if there is something that requires me immediately.)
Alright then, let's go..
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Veronica Alder
  
Veronica peers back at Maynard, "You'd be surprised how much I have inside these little eyes."*

She stood up from the chair and stepped easily over the telecom cord, "Anyway, Kell's probably the less dangerous of the two...he didn't move like he was wired. But one never knows."

After Cyon had finished she spoke again, "Alright then. Give me a few moments to change and then we can stop by your place, Maynard, so you can get dressed if you want to. I need to look around for a few hundred credits."

"We will meet you at your house, 12:00, Cyon?"

*OOC: I'll be posting a more fleshed out background soon, which'll help some of those questions..
Agreed
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Cyon
  
Cyon responds, "Yes, 12:00 is good for me, I shall be there waiting."
Dress code.
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
Maynard stares at the floor for a moment and then says, "About that club...I don't really have any expensive-looking clothes. Or any clothes that actually were expensive. Or not bought on a discount..."
Well then...
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Veronica Alder
  
Veronica lets Cyon out and locks the door behind him before turning to Maynard, "Alright. Let me handle the club, then...you can stake out the neighboring area."

She walks back over to the coffee table and finishes her iced tea, "Since we really don't know what Kell wants from us, we had better learn about the surrounding buildings as well, anyway, so this is the perfect opportunity."

Veronica begins walking down the hall, still talking, "I'd really like to know what's going on. We've known eachother for some time now, so I don't think this question is entirely unfair...what exactly is it you do, when you're not upgrading sports cars for foreign women?"

She closed the door to the bedroom behind her, "I'll be just a moment."
Well...
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
Maynard calls down the hall to Veronica. "Well...I drive for Swig Transport Company. Or did you mean in my spare time?"
No...
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Veronica Alder
  
Veronica calls back down the hall as she's changing, "I meant that might have provoked Alex into putting us on the, "Call in case of Emergency" list."


Hmm...
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
Maynard considers it for a moment, then replies, "Maybe...maybe he just wanted some people who would go through with this...and not professionals, but not spineless yuppies either. We're sort of the middle ground." He shrugs, "Or maybe we just won some sort of 'assassin lottery'."
Shall we?
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Veronica Alder
  
The door opens as Veronica steps out and down the hall, still in the process of tieing her hair up.

"Alright; whenever you're ready. I shall drop you off at your house so you can take the van for looking around the neighborhood."

She grabs her keys from the coffee table an opens the door, motioning for Maynard to proceed her out and down to the lot.

Garments: Wearing the Zoe 'Second Skin Line' bodysuit; description below extracted directly from P.49, Cannon Companion.

"First worn by flavor-of the month simflick starket Passion Synclair while recording her new film "Sapphire: Shadowrunner for Hire," Second Skin bodysuits provide protection, comfort and style while leaving little to the imagination. Based on form-fitting body armor, Second Skin outfits use transparent or opaque skin-tight ballistic ploylatex and sculpted densiplast. Each bodysuit must be custom-tailored for the user."
Wow...
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Maynard Evers (Hunk)
  
Maynard stands up and tries to walk over to the door and open it without taking his eyes off Veronica, which proves rather difficult. After nearly tripping over a chair and walking into a wall, he finally fumbles the doorknob open. "I, uh, like your outfit."
Why thank you.
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Veronica Alder
  
Veronica followed Maynard out of the apartment, locking the door behind them as they headed downstairs, "How sweet of you to say so; let us hope our new friends concur." She walked toward the car with a grin.
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