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The Morning [edit] [delete] Lynx (Admin)
A new day, a new thread. Begin awakening.
Awakening. [edit] [delete] Veronica Alder
Veronica sits up in bed, bringing into view a retinal display of the time. 4:47. She yawns and glances around the room, her augmented eyes compensating for the darkness with thin, barely visible beams of light that allow her to see clearly. With a stretch she throws her legs over the side of the bed and pulls up her socks, silently opening the door and stepping out into the unlit hall. She takes the half finished soda and gun from the nightstand, carrying them with her. Her movement is unnaturally precise as she walks in silence back into the living room, detaching the datajack cord from Cyon's computer, sliding one end into the trid set and screwing the opposite end into the adapter which magnetically pulls itself snugly against her datajack. Thus equipped not to wake anyone up, she turns on the trid set. The monitor is blank, but overlayed upon her normal field of view is the program, the audio being fed directly into her ears. The gun she sets on the floor beside her as she leans against the base of the televison, eyes alert and upon the room as she absently moves through the channels until finding something of interest, occasionally sipping at the soda she holds.
Cyon's Waking [edit] [delete] Cyon
Cyon awakes from slumber. He groans slightly as he gets up, as his back and neck are tight from the unpleasant position. He opens his eyes just as he finishes standing, startling slightly when he sees Veronica, "Good morning, I hope you slept well." He stands, rolling his neck and back to try and get the kinks out, and then picks up his mug and brings it to the kitchen. Washing it out, he asks Veronica, "Is there anything I can get you? My kitchen it pretty well equiped, I can handle most anything you might want." He glances at the clock and sees that it is just about 6:00am. He leans against the counter, bemoaning the hours of sleep he could have had.
Good morning [edit] [delete] Maynard Evers (Hunk)
Maynard wakes to the sound of Cyon's voice and splashing water. This is rather puzzling for a moment, until the events of yesterday trickle back into his memory. He sits up and rubs his eyes for a moment, then he notices Veronica. "Good morning."
Refreshed [edit] [delete] Veronica Alder
Veronica stands up and removes the datacord from the side of her head, standing up as Cyon comes out, "Yes, I slept beautifully. How are you this morning, you look a bit tired, yes?" She stands up, "I was going to head out and take care of some food, but your door was rather formidable. I've no preference with regard to breakfast." "You're both up rather early; couldn't sleep?" Veronica stretches grandiosely, then bends down to pick up the handgun she'd left on the floor to set it upon the trid set, "So, we've all slept...but there's still no clear plan. Did you find anything, Cyon?"
Reponse on Repose [edit] [delete] Cyon
"I'm a tad tired, but I'm sure I'll wake up, I've been getting good sleep for the past few weeks, so this won't really affect me. How about you Maynard, are you going to be ok, or would you rather sleep a little more? I won't object, although I'm not sure I could sleep more anyway." Cyon starts to put around in the kitchen, going from cabinet to cabinet making a large cacophony. "I found out some information, which, if you'll give me a moment, I will put into that print-out we have." Cyon stops rummaging in the kitchen and walks out to the computer while brushing flour off of his hands.
New Data [edit] [delete] Cyon
After a moment a new printout is created with the following additional information File 1: Employee Data Yosse Farrington Age: 54 Gender: Male Position: Owner See Also: Attached Photograph; Time Sheet According to the time sheet, he's never worked at the club. File 2: Expendature Neatly documented and entirely legitimate, save for three 10,000¥ payments marked XXX. Payment monthly to O.E. Parker & Willard for rent. File 3: Slave Directory Four monitored cameras (NE/NW corner, one in each entrance) File 4: Security, Personel One man stationed at each door, each armed with handgun and stun baton. Each employee armed with minor crowd control devices, but not on security payroll. File 5: Security, Equipment Lists the various items each man is issued. See above.
Cyon's Assesment [edit] [delete] Cyon
Cyon returns to the kitchen, and immediately a loud clang ensues along with a strong "Oh Bother!" and a sigh. Cyon bends down for a moment, stands up and shakes his head. A moment later the original cacophony returns and Cyon is back to rummaging in the cabinets and doing other strange things. While he is doing this, different dishes seem to appear on the counter seperating the kitchen and the dining room. Each dish is of a breakfast nature, ranging from eggs, bread, fruit, etc. The only question is what is he creating, if anything, and how much of it is just show. During this Cyon is speaking, "I don't have any real information that might be of any use. I don't see any choice but to send the e-mail and see what happens. If anyone has any suggestions as to what else I can look for on the net, please let me know. In addition to the new data that I added to the printout, I did add an overview of everything that I did in the matrix, so please look over that." "If there are no objections, I will send that e-mail. We can discuss anything additional I can do in the matrix, and anything else any of us can do outside of it once I send that. Is this agreeable?"
More Information [edit] [delete] Cyon
"I forgot to tell you, I only pulled the very obvious information from the files, if there is anything else from that them you would like to know, please tell me. They are, in some cases, pretty extensive files. Just let me know anything that may be in the files you'd like me to search for."
Send it. [edit] [delete] Maynard Evers (Hunk)
Maynard cranes his neck to see what on earth Cyon is doing. "I have no objections to sending it now. From what you found, I don't think Farrington has the resources to be as much of a threat as we thought. His security measures are designed to contain drunk yuppies who get a little too excited and enforce the dress code."
Yes. [edit] [delete] Veronica Alder
OOC: Sorry for the delay, needed a reply on something from our GM...so sorry. "So it seems that there's no real threat...but the payments of 10,000¥ speak volumes, if read in such a manner. But we need to arrange the meet to determine more...I think for now we can assume nothing is as threatening as it first seemed, as pointed out by Maynard." Veronica walked to the kitchen and sampled some of Cyon's fruit, "I'd send it off and see what bounces back, you may as well get it over with."
E-mailing [edit] [delete] Cyon
Cyon walks out of the kitchen and to the computer. He sits down, this time without needing to clean his hands, and quickly finds the LTG: H.J. Kobb at LTG 567.564.323.09 He spends a moment thinking, then writes the following message: Mr. Kobb, this message is being sent at the request of a mutual friend. The purpose is to merely inform you that furthur information regarding the situation would be appreciated. However, it should be stressed that this e-mail can only be constituted as such, and not construed in any way as an agreement of any form. Thank you for your attention. Cyon then says, "If you would both read this and let me know if there are any problems." If there are no problems, Cyon sends the message, otherwise waits.
Formality? [edit] [delete] Veronica Alder
Veronica leans over Cyon's shoulder, reading the message. She nods quickly, "It covers our intention. But do we want to convey such a ... formality? It seems to me they're desperately trying to avoid anything at all going into writing that appears formal." She swollows another grape and continues, "But it shouldn't be enough to scare them off; afterall, they need us right now...and, while formal, it isn't at all bad. Perhaps just send it. Maynard?"
Message [edit] [delete] Cyon
"I wrote the message with the idea of not referencing who we are, or that we even exist in any way, I also didn't reference anything about what we are talking about or people. I suppose I'm being too careful, but I don't want anyone who is watching them to get anything about us. I think we should be that careful since he was when he gave us the information." "We could go a step further and I can send the message from a fake e-mail account and have them either respond to that account or we can have them drop stuff off at a physical location. IU don't know if that is necissary, but we could." "Maynard?"
Well then... [edit] [delete] Veronica Alder
She stands up, "Well then, go ahead...they'll get back to us and arrange a meet, I suppose." With a sigh Veronica sits down again, "But what then? We unfortunately haven't the slightest idea how to treat them when we meet. I just hope it isn't someplace they can enter privately without metal detectors while we need to use the main entrance...speaking of which, are you two legally wired, or will you be triggering metal detectors yourselves?" "On the other hand, if it is a set up, we're in a bit of a comprimising position if Lone Star brings us in and we're carrying an armory. But even with that in mind there's no way I'm going in there naked, so to speak." "You're cerainly going to need to check any affiliation between the location we're to meet at and the people we're meeting."
The meet [edit] [delete] Maynard Evers (Hunk)
"I'm legal. We should definitely have some way to defend ourselves at the meeting...and like Veronica said, make sure we're not meeting on their terrority where we'd be at a disadvantage. If they really do need us maybe we can have some say as to the place and time. But I suppose we won't know until we send that e-mail. I like the careful wording. We certainly don't want any written records of our involvement in this."
Sending the message [edit] [delete] Cyon
Cyon leans down the to the computer and sends the e-mail after reading over it again and fixing any spelling or grammatical errors. He looks up and says, "Well, I wonder what we just started." "As for my cyberwear, I am completely legal, and as long as we don't hit any scanners we can be packing. We will want to be very careful of the location to make sure we aren't trapped. It may be that only one of us should meet and the other two stay back and watch for trouble. Anyway, that is only if they physically meet us, it could be they will only send us information in some manner." Cyon stands and walks to the kitchen and loads a plate full of food, "We shall have to see what happens."
And so it begins. [edit] [delete] Veronica Alder
Veronica stares in the direction of the window, face blank, "Yes...what have we begun? And who will be the one to finish it, that is the question." She continues to eat in silence.
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