Heart Warming Run

GM: Haley
Players: Hardy, Simone, Aeon
Synopsis: The team is hired to deliver a heart for a cyberdoc.
Date: Monday, April 26, 2070, 2:15 PM


«Plot» Haley says, "Okay, so anyhow this is supposed to be a pretty easy run but given how dice

can often be a little hinky I need to get consent from everyone involved. I don't try to kill

you, but I admit I'm not the best GM and things happen."

«Plot» Simone says, "I consent."

«Plot» Aeon says, "Hinky! I consent."

The two of you receive a message letting you know there is work to be found to those

willing to work. One person needs a fast car, or at least a fast bike. Its supposed to be courier

work. The meet is to be held in the basement of the RagDoll, the conference room on the left.

Aeon's got the fast bike part down! In fact she's riding it today, as usual, making

plenty of noise with the powerful engine as she pulls up and heads inside the sportsbar, getting

a rum & cola for herself before heading to the conference room

Simone has something of a bike… Well, it's a scooter, but she figures she can still get

the job done if need be. She's not one for bike envy, but who knows? Maybe this run will prove to

her that she's not on the bleeding edge with her little electric Kestrel. Making her way into the

bar, she orders one of the higher-end beers on tap and makes her way through the basement

corridors to the meet.

As the two runners enter the conference room, the sound of white noise tickles their

ears. Haley sits behind the table, two things sitting on the top of it. One is a white square box

made of plastic and metal. The other is the familiar disk shaped white noise generator that has

assured private conversations for years since their creation. Once the door is closed, Haley

says, "Hiya girls, glad ya could make it." She looks from one to the other and she says, "Oi got

a quick job, shouldn't be too hard for the two of ya."

Aeon grins to see her favorite Fixer is hiring today, and tries to mimic her accent,

poorly. "Hoiya, toots." She grins "What's th' deal, chica? I mean, Ms. Johnson?"

Seeming relatively familiar with the elf offering the courier job, Simone takes a seat

and sips her lager with a sense of ease. "Vhat's on today's menu?"

Tapping her finger on the white case Haley says, "Expectin' one more person ta show up."

She glances down to her watch and she says, "Hopefully he'll be along soon."

Hardy arrives at the meeting late, not usual but today has been busy. He shakes his

cornrows as he enters, taking the area in. He sights Haley and grins heading over to the meeting.

"Sorry Ima late chumma, double booked da biz an such…." He nods to the others present and takes

up a position to listen.

"Don't worry about it big guy," says Haley with a smile. She touches a box that sits on

top of the table. It's made of white plastic and chrome metal. Looking from the box to the team

she says, "So okay, Oi need a few couriers. Oi got a chumma that is waitin' for this box. Don't

break the seal." She draws forth three credsticks and she says, "Now the deal was that they were

gonna want you guys ta deliver first an' get paid on site. They're only awferin' five kay each.

Oi don't like those kinda deals, so Oi am givin' ya another five kay to make it worth your

whiles."

Aeon shrugs "Ey, Hales, keep th' half ya were gonna give me. I need ya t' work yer magic

on some chummers about gear." She nods at the tattooed elf "That half'll be yer payment for

helpin' me out."

Simone sits near Haley, within the range of the white noise generator the elf has

employed for the meet. She sips from a plastic pint glass filled with an amber liquid. Dressed

all in black with touches of white, the woman sits calmly to hear out the requirements of the job

at hand. The extra five grand makes the pot sweeter, and she accepts her own individual credstick

in a slender, white-gloved hand without further comment.

Grinning a little at Aeon, Haley says, "Sounds like a deal ta me." She moves the case

over and she says, "Awright, Oi need ta get you awl to deliver this case to," she gives an

airport address in the UCAS. "You'll meet a Ares choppa there, the logo will show 'Funside

tours'. Give the box to the pilot, he'll give ya your pay. Sound good?"

Hardy palms the credstick and slides it across the table towards him but leaves it there

for now. Reaching into a pocket on his leather he removes a small box and pulls out a handrolled

cigar. The credstick goes in the box where the cigar rested and the box disappears back into the

interior pocket. Smiling at Haley, the troll fishes a match out of a pocket and strikes it on the

table.

Aeon nods "C'mon now, ya wouldn't hold out on us. Anyone tryin' t' get this case off

us?" She asks "There's gotta be /some/ reason we're gettin' hired for somethin' simple.

"And vhat kind of security checkpoints vill ve have to pass?" Simone idly asks her

question in a German accent between sips of her beer. The lighting of the cigar draws a bit of

her attention, but her bangs cover her eyes in what seems to be an intentional way, effectively

masking the majority of her features, so perhaps she's just curious about the troll himself.

"Because its a fava for a friend of mine," says Haley to answer Aeon. To that she adds,

"If Oi thought Oi could get it there safe, Oi'd take it myself." She glances then to Simone,

adjusting her glasses and she says, "You'll needa pass a boarder check. How ya get the case

across that, Oi don't know." She taps it lightly and she says, "It's hermetically sealed an' its

frozen. If the seal is cracked its no good to anybody." She turns back to Aeon and she says, "Oi

don't think anybody's afta the case, but Oi don't want it ta get damaged on the way there so Oi

cwalled people Oi know Oi can trust."

The match flares and slowly the troll enhales on the cigar, his gaze still locked on

Haley. As usual he allows those around him to ask the questions, waiting to fill in any blanks he

sights. He has worked with Simone before so no worry there, Aeon is new but Haley called her for

a reason and thats good enough. The cigar is transferred to one side of his mouth and tucked

behind a tusk to keep the smoke out of his face and the general group itself.

Aeon swears slightly in French. "That's gonna be a problem…but I'll deal." She nods

and salutes "Ya can trust us, Hales."

The border check doesn't seem to surprise the German woman who simply nods. Simone's

long, black hair drapes down to the edge of the table as she peers down toward the curious

package. "Hm. Is zis airport private or federal? If you can arrange for us to be allowed through

to ze tarmack visout having to weasel our own way in, it would be beneficial…"

Drawing a small package from the breast pocket of her blazer, Haley places it on the

counter. She smiles at the trio and she says, "This is a courier pass. It'll get one of ya onta

the airport. Its a private field, not much security from what Oi'm told. Now that pass won't do

ya no good at the boarder check. Oi didn't have enough time from when Oi got the package ta get

one cooked up." She slides the case across and she says, "It'll need ta be there in six hours."

Hardy looks at the courier pass and nods towards Simone slightly, intending she should

take it. His place in this is immediately apparent as usual, if the drek goes bad, make it worse

for the bad guys. His eyes look from Haley to the other two and then back to Haley. "I maybe miss

dis, dat case hab sumfin dat da border guards not want us ta take frew?" Its a simple question

but makes sense to Hardy, if the contents arent an issue then the border shouldnt be either.

"Its biological, an' its not regista'd," says Haley as she gets comfortable in her

chair. She holds up her hands as if expecting more questions and she says, "Its nothin' that can

harm anybody even if the seal is cracked. So don't worry that Oi'm sendin' ya awf with a case

fulla VITAS or anythin'."

Aeon shrugs "I got no SIN, chummers. I can make th' case invisible, but that don't take

care o' me." She points out "S'pose I could let th' Humie ride my bike an' I'll ride Slitch with

th' big fella, and go invisible…" She shrugs "S'gonna be tough."

Simone purses her lips in thought at the troll's question. A slight shrug shows that she

sees the basic logic there, even through the language barrier (and the tusk barrier, to boot).

Having no answer to his question herself, she looks to Haley. As the cargo is explained and Aeon

offers to hide the box itself, she gradually draws the courier pass to her to examine it and

ponder her options as the frontwoman for this operation.

The big trolls face breaks into a grin and he nods to Haley's response. He looks to Aeon

and nods again, "Wiz, mah Harley hab room fer ja, joo can ride in frunt ov meh, Mah arms on each

side on da bars shoul keep dem from findin ja, as long as dey ain got dey one finga wagglas at da

border…" He looks to Simone and Haley, one eye squinting as some cigar smoke gets in it. "Me

passin da border, no prob as long as we jus pass, ifn it goes bad den well..by dat time da prob-

lems wif da CAS are da least uh mah worries.."

After taking a closer look at the courier pass, Simone turns her attention back to Haley

with a question on her lips, but she waits patiently for any other requests.

Simone pockets the courier pass and waves off her potential question. "I'm as ready as I

can become." She turns to her teammates for their approval as well while rearranging her

messenger bag/purse.

Hardy grins and stands, and stands, sometimes its hard being almost four meters tall. He

moves the cigar around in his mouth, his agitation and anticipation showing in the gesture. He

nods once to Simone and then tosses Haley a friendly wink to show his enthuaism and readiness to

roll.

Aeon nods and tosses the keys to her Suzuki Aurora over to Simone "Take it easy. Th'

controls are a little small for a humie, and if you wreck it, I swear to /spirits/ you'll have an

accident every day." She glowers and crosses her arms

Simone takes the keys with some consideration before holding them up and nodding her

thanks. "I have fairly small hands. Should be alright." Leaning in toward the diminutive shaman

she inquires, "May I watch? When you enchant ze package?" She evidently is not familiar with any

methods of invisibility.

You leave channel Auction.

Aeon blinks "Ah…I guess…" She scratches the back of her neck. "It'll help if we're

indoors or if it's dark though. Puma does not like the sun."

Simone nods, puzzled, but seems to understand the dedication required to appease one's

spiritual guide. "Right here works. If you're willing? I'm simply curious."

«Auto-Judge[]» Aeon (#9496) rolls Sorcery (Illusion) + Sorcery Pool: 4 vs TN 4 for "Invisible

Briefcase!":
1 1 1 1 2 3 4 4 5 5 = 4 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Aeon (#9496) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 2 vs TN 6 for "Resisting Moderate

drain":
1 1 1 2 2 3 5 5 15 = 1 Success

Aeon's features are replaced by that of a big cat's, and a pair of black ears and tail

shows as she works her magic, the case dissapearing from sight "There. Next, I can either be

invisible an' hope, or guess I could shapechange inta a mouse or somethin' an' sit in th' big

fella's pocket."

Hardy shakes his head, finga wagglin always makes him a little uneasy. "Which evah joo

fink is da bes chumma, I don know nuffin boout no fanga wagglin an how dat stoofs werks." Pulling

the cigar from his mouth he gestures with it as he talks.

This kind of blatant magical use has Simone slightly stunned. Not that she's a stranger

to it, it's just so… straight forward. Her various mystical and pagan-esque charms and

necklaces show her affinity for the magical powers that be, or at least the fact that she's a

shamanic poser, so she shouldn't appear so surprised in theory. Regardless, she watches the Puma

shaman's actions intently before taking the package gingerly and placing it in her rectangular

shoulder bag.

«Auto-Judge[]» Aeon (#9496) rolls Sorcery (Illusion) + 2 + Combat Pool: 4 vs TN 6 for "+2 dice

for totem +2 TN for sustaining the other invis spell":
1 1 1 2 2 5 5 5 5 7 8 14 = 3 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Aeon (#9496) rolls Willpower + Combat Pool: 2 vs TN 3 for "Resisting drain

(Moderate)":
2 2 4 5 5 7 7 9 11 = 7 Successes

Aeon nods again "Later. Don't step on me, chummers." The last half of her sentence

sounds like the loud snarl of a big cat as she turns herself invisible, then pokes Hardy's thigh

to let him know she's there

Hardy throws a leg over his hog and kicks it to life. The throaty roar momentarily

drowning out the world and giving him focus before the ride and run. He slides his considerable

bulk up just enough for Aeon to slide on with him and then turns to look at Simone on her

scooter. He grins tuskily and waits for confirmation from Aeon that she is on, recieving that he

rolls his wrist and lays on the accellerator, laying a patch of rubber and smoke for a good 10

feet before he lays off and drops his speed for the scooter to catch up.

Simone clips her courier pass to her coat's lapel where it rests atop the faux fur. She

makes it a point to stash a few of her bone charms and amulets in her pockets and revs her

electric scooter almost silently, watching the rpms rise on the dash gauges. She slips her

goggles down onto her eyes and sets out toward the airport, leaning forward into the wind which

causes her hair to flow out behind her like black tendrils.

Aeon, invisible gnome extraordinnaire holds onto Hardy's coat to let him know where she

is. "We ready t' ride chums?" She sounds slightly irritable that she has to leave her sexy bike

behind, especially if there is trouble. She laboriously climbs up on Hardy's bike and pinches his

thigh "Let's roll." The briefcase is almost as big as her, and thus not very easy to hold onto

while also not falling off the huge bike

Aeon, invisible gnome extraordinnaire holds onto Hardy's coat to let him know where she

is. "We ready t' ride chums?" She sounds slightly irritable that she has to leave her sexy bike

behind, especially if there is trouble. She laboriously climbs up on Hardy's bike and pinches his

thigh "Let's roll."
«Plot» Haley says, "Edit Aeon's first pose."

The trip through the CAS is pretty easy, traffic is moderate but it flows well heading

towards the FTZ. The team rolls into the line for the checkpoint, and things slow down. The

guards pull vehicles off to the side, have the people climb out and perform searches. Once the

vehicle is cleared, people are allowed to progress. Its not every vehicle that gets the search

but it seems to be unusually busy.

Hardy seems to remember his courier pass as an afterthought and pulls it from his pocket

at speed. Trying in vain to clip it to his jacket as it flaps in thie wind he instead decides to

slip his tusk through the loop between the clip and the pass, having it hang from his mouth like

a huge plastic tongue.

As they near the checkpoint and everything slows he seems to recall the flapping plastic

hitting him the nose and pulls it off his tusk, hanging it from a prominent place on his jacket.

Quietly he speaks into the comm…

Commlink-Roulette> Hardy says, "Aeon when I get off da bike for da search, hang onta mah back ifn

joo can…"

«Plot» Haley says, "So, Hardy, what is the concealability of your least concealed weapon?"

Aeon invisibly rolls her eyes and stands, climbing Hardy almost like a tree and holding

onto the lapels of his jacket and massive shoulders, ready to be pulled off with him when and if

he leaves. As if she needed to be TOLD to do this, tch, the troll insults her intelligence.

Simone draws her scooter to a halt in line, pulling up her goggles to show her face and

making appearances seem as though she is nothing more than perhaps an eccentric courier on her

way through the border. She straddles the Mitsuhama vehicle and slowly crawls it forward with her

feet as the travelers in front of her are checked and passed through.

«Auto-Judge[]» Haley (#4416) rolls 4 vs TN 4 (to no one) for "Check for the gun":
1 1 2 2 = 0 Successes

As Hardy gets up to the gate, the guards wave him over. One of the guards look at him

with a careful eye. He frowns a little and says, "We need to check your ride," speaking slowly

and carefully. The other guard steps back and watches Hardy, lifting his comm to his lips to

speak subvocally.

Hardy grins and nods, throwing a leg over the bike and standing slowly. He keeps his

front to the guards and moves to the waiting area, keeping his hands out where they can readily

see them. "Its chill omae..Howz it taday anyway?" He tries to engage the closest guard in

conversation, not even looking at his bike and whatever they are doing to it. He moves just a tad

slower than usual to help Aeon stay on his back and stable.

Aeon just stays silent, her toes dangling as Hardy starts to support her whole weight by

his neck. Not that it's a lot, it's just an odd feeling.

"Fine," says the guard in a clipped tone. He goes through the bags and cargo space on

Hardy's bike. The second guard waves a third over, the guard starts walking in that direction.

Once the search of Hardy's bike is complete the first guard says, "Everything checks out. May I

see your SIN please?"

Hardy grins to the man and hands over his courier pass, waiting to see if thats enough

for the border guard. If not then he will dig in a front pocket on his jeans and hand over his

credstick with the James Hardy SIN on it. "Dere ya go chumma…" He will toss a friendly grin and

keep talking to the other border guard. "So whut joo fink uh da Broncs? I mean dey drekkin it up

gud ja know?"

Looking at the courier pass, then to Hardy, the guard says, "This is an airport pass."

He shakes his head and then he slots the credstick to check the scan. "You people really need to

get your information straight," he complains. The credstick reader beeps as it runs the scan.

«Plot» Haley says, "Roll your fake SIN rating please Hardy."

«Auto-Judge[]» Hardy (#4993) rolls 4 for "SIN CAL-04993-00RU8-0007P1-PNI James Hardy Rating 4":
2 3 3 4
«Auto-Judge[]» Haley (#4416) rolls 2 vs TN 4 (to no one) for "Verify":
2 4 = 1 Success

The reader beeps then the light turns green. The guard nods his head and he says, "Thank

you for your co-operation." He hands Hardy back the credstick and adds, "Move along."

The big troll takes his worn credstick and shoves it back into a pocket. He grins widely

a the guards and tosses a log over his bike and starts the motor, pulling back into the line of

cars moving through the checkpoint.

«Plot» Haley says, "Your turn Simone. What is the lowest concealed weapon you have?"

«Plot» Simone says, "Pred 3 in a concealable holst, and a Morrissey Alta in the small of my

back. Probably the Alta. I don't know if a Mortimer great coat helps conceal."

«Auto-Judge[]» Haley (#4416) rolls 4 vs TN 9 (to no one) for "Check for the gun":
2 3 7 8 = 0 Successes

As Simone rolls up to the guard, he looks her over and he waves her through. The guard

looks to the next vehicle, a low rider with an ork behind the wheel. He holds up his hand for the

vehicle to stop and the runners are past the boarder check.

«Plot» Haley says, "Your weapon was undetected."

Hardy slides along after the checkpoint waiting to hear the whine of the electric scooter

behind him before he drops the big bike into 4th and starts to cruise through the FTZ. He drives

the speed limit and is careful to obey the traffic laws, in no hurry, just a troll enjoying the

ride through Denver.

Simone raises a hand from the handlebars to offer a small wave to the guard and straddle

-walks her scooter through the gate behind a slow-moving Bison. Once she has open road ahead, she

revs the scooter into motion again, slipping her feet up onto the running board. Keeping Hardy's

hog in her her sights, she makes her way through the growing traffic toward the airport. On her

comm she calmly asks, «No hassle at ze checkpoint, zen?»

Commlink-Roulette> Hardy says, "Naw, dey jus tryin ta hassle a trog, when I didnt rise to da bait

dey lost interest."

Aeon waits until they're well out of sight of the checkpoints before sitting back down

in a more comfortable position behind Hardy «Fraggers! This racial profilin' drek again…You

saw how they stopped th' orkie chum, and Hardy an' let th' cute lil' humie through no problems?

No 'ffense Simone.»

Commlink-Gretchen> Simone says, "None taken. Sadly, it's a fact of life. Luckily it vorked in our

favor."

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Metahuman Rights for "Simone tries to sympathize with the

metahuman plight!":
1 2

The checkpoint to enter the UCAS looms ahead. A pair of guards stand there looking at

the vehicles. While into the FTZ was spot checks and 'random' searches this operation is much

more professional. Each vehicle is stopped at the point, and everyone's SIN is getting scanned.

Simone takes a deep breath as she comes to a halt behind the held-up traffic at the UCAS

border. She again removes goggles to the top of her head and pulls her scarf down to reveal her

face and waits idly. Her adrenaline is running but she's had enough practice with situations like

this that she maintains, putting forth a calm facade.

Rolling up towards the checkpoint, quietly and waiting till the guards are searching a

car far up ahead, Hardy reaches into his jacket and pulls out his predator III. He passes it

behind his back to Aeon. "Hide dat unda joo jacket chica, maybe dat 'elp ere…" Hopefully if he

isnt armed they wont pay quite so much attention to the big troll on a bike.

«Plot» Simone says, "How many guards are we lookin' at? I figure this is a serious

situation…"

«Plot» Haley says, "Perception check!"

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Intelligence:
1 1 1 3 4 9

Aeon punches Hardy in the ribs "Hey, you drekhead. I'm /invisible/ you know. Why don't

/I/ hide your fraggin' pistol."

«Plot-Page» (To: Simone) Haley says, "You see the two guards standing there checking vehicles.

They're the 'friendly face' you spot four more with assault rifles hanging in the background."
«Auto-Judge[]» Aeon (#9496) rolls Intelligence:
1 2 2 3 11

«Auto-Judge[]» Hardy (#4993) rolls Intelligence:
4 5 11

«Plot-Page» (To: Aeon and Hardy) Haley says, "You see the two guards standing there checking

vehicles. They're the 'friendly face' you spot four more with assault rifles hanging in the

background."

Hardy grins and nods slightly, "Dats whut I mean, take it and 'ide it…." He lets her

take a hold of the pistol and then feigns scratching his back before putting his hand back on the

handlebar of the bike and moving up in line towards the checkpoint.

«Plot» Haley says, "OK Hardy, roll your fake SIN vs a T# 3. You need more successes than their

counter check."

«Auto-Judge[]» Hardy (#4993) rolls 4 vs TN 3 for "SIN CAL-04993-00RU8-0007P1-PNI James Hardy

Rating 4":
1 3 8 11 = 3 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Haley (#4416) rolls 3 vs TN 4 (to no one) for "Counter Check":
2 5 8 = 2 Successes

«Plot» Haley says, "Can't, its 'not your dice'."

Aeon tucks the oversized pistol in the front of her pants, making sure her invisible

coat covers the visible firearm, thereby hiding it. «'Monie, watch yerself. I see six, there's

more hidin' with big guns. Don't slot this one up.»

Simone grunts her acknowledgement into her comm and straddle-walks her Kestrel one more

car length forward toward the moment of truth…

As the troll rolls up to the checkpoint, the guard's smiling face looks up at him. While

the smile is well practiced the eyes read 'Frag with me, and we kill you'. Too friendly is the

guard's tone as he says, "Greetings Citizen, may I please see your SIN?" As the rehearsed line is

delivered, he offers up the credstick reader to Hardy.

Hardy rolls up to the checkpoint and does the same dance, he leans slightly to dig in a

pocket, thus turning his front body to face the guard and his back away from the guards. He pulls

out his credstick and grins, slotting the stick in the reader. He settles in almost a sidesaddle

type seat while he waits for the reader to register. Looking back and forth up the line he grins,

"Damn…busy today eh? Dey hab a sale in da FTZ taday er sumfin?"

"It's always a busy day in the Free Trade Zone," says the guard as he looks towards the

credstick reader. The machine beeps a few times the light flashes yellow, then it flickers green.

The guard pulls the credstick from the machine and hands it back to Hardy saying, "Have a great

day Mr. Hardy." The guard waves him on, as he flags up the vehicle behind him. The SIN check

routine continues, the words are delivered and the car passes through. Next it is Simone's turn,

the guard looks at her with a plastic smile and he says, "Greetings Citizen, may I please see

your SIN?"

«Plot» Simone says, "Simone whips out her R5 UCAS SIN…"

«Plot» Haley says, "Make a SIN check vs a T# 3, you need to make more successes than they do."

Hardy grins and takes the credstick, rolling through the checkpoint he glides along past

the guards and such to point where he can wait for Simone. Quietly he asks, "Joo still wif me

back dere?"

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls 5 vs TN 3 for "Just upgraded… Don't fail me now…":
1 4 4 8 11 = 4 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Haley (#4416) rolls 3 vs TN 5 (to no one) for "Counter Check":
1 2 5 = 1 Success

«Plot» Haley says, "Hmn."

«Plot» Haley says, "Second."

«Plot» Haley says, "Pose passing up your SIN while I check something."

Aeon nods before realizing that he can't see it "Yah, chum. Th' bitch-seat's like, as

big's a bed fer me back here." She chuckles quietly, watching anxiously as Simone gets checked

too

Simone takes her turn at the guard booth, still on her wheels but with one foot resting

on the ground. She smiles politely and reaches out her credstick, ready to slot it into the

reader. Any conversation from the guards receives more feigned politeness, and simple, one word

answers in her best approximation of a UCAS accent.

Once Simone hands over the SIN, the guard slots it into his scanner. The light switches

to yellow as he goes through the search. It takes a few moments, then the machine lights up

green. The guard says then, "Have a great day Miss," and he waves her through moving the line

forward as he checks the next vehicle.

Simone breathes a deep sigh of relief and revs her scooter high, the quiet electric motor

yanking her forward with a jolt. With a slight weaving to get her bearings, she heads out beyond

the checkpoint to the final destination.

«Commlink-Gretchen> Simone says, "All clear. Let's get to ze airport."»

Commlink-Roulette> Hardy says, "Wiz..lets move den"

With no trouble the team manages to make it through the FTZ. The streets of the UCAS lay

before them as traffic begins to spread out going about whatever business they have within the

country. The runners though, they're on a mission, the biological contents resting snugly in

Simone's bag. A Knight Errant car zooms past the lights flare to life as a reminder that the long

arm of the law can reach anywhere.

Aeon /really hates/ having to hang on the back of Hardy's bike, but then it's not like

she has a real choice in the matter. «Maybe ya oughta hit the gridguide.» She subvocalizes

«We'll blend in better, n' it'd suck exhaust t' get pulled over for speedin' right now.»

Hardy cruises, obviously in no hurry but he doesnt doddle either. The big Harley Scorpion

roaring occasionally to make the troll feel better as he drops the gear and revs to show off and

confirm at least in his own mind that the power is there should he need it. Grumbling in his head

but not being able to refute the wisdom of the move, Hardy hits the gridguide and relaxes his

hands on the handlebars in almost a non-chalant type pose.

Commlink-Roulette> Hardy says, "Wiz…"

Simone remains in manual control of her scooter as a precaution against other reckless

drivers. Riding without a helmet, she prefers to not be locked into the guidance system. «I'm

making sure not to speed,» she transmits, «shouldn't be a problem getting to ze airport.» She

moderates her speed once the guard station is out of sight, simply whizzing along to the drop

point.

«Plot» Haley says, "Perception checks folks."

«Auto-Judge[]» Aeon (#9496) rolls Intelligence:
3 3 3 4 5

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Intelligence:
2 2 3 5 5 14

«Auto-Judge[]» Hardy (#4993) rolls Intelligence:
2 4 5

«Plot-Page» (To: Simone) Haley says, "You hear it first, the sound of motorcycles kicking up

in gear. You see fifteen humans on motorcycles closing in on you.
"
«Plot-Page» (To: Haley) Simone says, "They are obviously not just standard traffic, eh? Any

symbols or common colors? And are they all coming from behind?"

«Plot-Page» (To: Simone) Haley says, "Make a gang ID roll."

«Plot-Page» (To: Haley) Simone says, "I could only default to int, though I'd recognize the

Sinners, the Blue Meanies or Crimson Smoke."

«Plot-Page» (To: Simone) Haley says, "None of those, but they have uniform colors."

«Plot-Page» (To: Haley) Simone says, "So mainly I need to know how far behind they are. I'd

like to hold an action until one of the bikers makes an obvious aggressive action."

«Plot-Page» (To: Simone) Haley says, "Yes they are all behind you. Some have baseball bats in

hand."

«Plot-Page» (To: Haley) Simone says, "That's obvious enough for me. I'd like to cast a

Physical Barrier between us and them."

«Plot-Page» (To: Simone) Haley says, "Roll away."

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 5 + 2 (totem dice) vs TN 6 (to

Haley) for "Phys Barrier F3, every 2 succs raises barrier rating":
1 1 1 2 2 2 3 3 3 3 4 4 = 0 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 5 + 2 (totem dice) vs TN 6 (to

Haley) for "Phys Barrier F3, every 2 succs raises barrier rating KP 1":
1 1 1 2 2 4 5 5 5 8 16 17 = 3 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 5 + 2 (totem dice) - 3 vs TN 6 (to

Haley) for "Phys Barrier F3, every 2 succs raises barrier rating KP 3":
1 1 2 3 3 3 3 5 5 = 0 Successes

«Plot» Haley says, "Standing Simone?"

«Plot-Page» (To: Haley) Simone says, "Um. Standing, yes. Gah. Okay. Can I say this is how it

worked out? —> Once I see them, I switch gridguide on in order to cast easily, then wait so it

goes to next turn, THEN cast so the TN is at 6 instead of 6+driving?"

«Plot-Page» (To: Simone) Haley says, "Yes"

«Plot-Page» (To: Haley) Simone says, "Sorry for the delay. Okay. Standing at F4 barrier.

rolling drain"

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 1 vs TN 4 (to Haley) for "4S

drain.. Yipes.":
2 2 4 5 10 11 = 4 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 1 - 4 vs TN 4 (to Haley) for "4S

drain.. Yipes. KP 4":
2 3 = 0 Successes

«Plot-Page» (To: Haley) Simone says, "Standing. at L wound. Posing."

Simone first hears the sound of engines. Angry engines. Looking behind her she spots over

a dozen bikers in matching colors running up from behind, and they don't look happy. Those

baseball bats kind of spell it out pretty plainly. With a quick flick of her thumb she sets her

scooter into gridguide connectivity in order to free her attention for some of Hardy's favorite

activity: fanga wagglin'. Simone ends up losing a bit of energy from a casting attempt, but her

right arm swings out to the rear, looking like a black wing, and a glowing wall appears across

the highway behind Hardy's bike and before the bikers.

Commlink-Roulette> Hardy says, "Company I take it or are you just being unfriendly?"

Commlink-Gretchen> Simone says, "I don't like ze looks of zem…"

Commlink-Roulette> Hardy says, "Zem who?"

«Auto-Judge[]» Haley (#4416) rolls 3 for "Don't hit! 1":
2 2 7

«Auto-Judge[]» Haley (#4416) rolls 3 for "Don't hit! 2":
1 2 4

«Auto-Judge[]» Haley (#4416) rolls 3 for "Don't hit! 3":
3 3 8

The first of three motorcycles impacts with Simone's wall, there's a large crashing

sound behind that notifies the team, if they didn't know already, that there are motorcycles

following them. The pair that are riding at the flanks of the first bike manage to slow to a

stop. The wall of shimmering energy blocks their path. There's a thunder of engines as they turn

around trying to find an alternate path around.

Hardy growls and hits the disengage on the gridguide. With a savage twist of his wrist he

informs Aeon, "Hang on gurly, we gawt company…" and the big engine roars its approval as he

kicks the pig. Burnt rubber is left on the pavement and carbon smoke in the air as Hardy pushes

more speed to the bike.

First rule of ambush, get through the kill zone. It may not be an ambush but it may

be…better safe than sorry.

Hardy runs that way for a good mile before laying off the accelerator and coasting

towards the airport. As he nears he slows to a crawl to allow Simone to catch up and get his

courier pass back out.

Aeon gacks just before she's almost tossed off the bike and holds on tightly, watching

behind. She's just along for the ride until the end

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Sorcery vs TN 4 (to Haley) for "f3 spell +1 wound mod.

Needs 3 succs":
2 3 3 5 21 = 2 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Sorcery - 2 vs TN 4 (to Haley) for "f3 spell +1 wound mod.

Needs 3 succs KP ?":
3 3 11 = 1 Success

«Plot» Haley says, "Signature cleared."

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Willpower vs TN 3 (to Haley) for "3L drain":
1 2 3 4 5 = 3 Successes

«Auto-Judge[]» Simone (#7451) rolls Willpower - 3 vs TN 3 (to Haley) for "3L drain KP ?? (will

double check kp once I have a sec)":
5 8 = 2 Successes

Simone hurriedly drops her wall of glowing power after the first bikers collide with it

and are sent hurling through. She then uses her force of will to erase the signature left behind

while she is still in sight, manipulating the mana in such a way so as to muddy the background,

like erasing footprints with her mind! Doing her best to keep up with Hardy's bike, she rolls up

to the airport panting lightly, her face flushed from the adrenaline and effort.

As promised the courier IDs get the team past the guards. Its a private airport so

things are only as tight as the owners wish them to be and at the moment the package is more

important than the facility being secure. The handoff is made between package and payment, soon

there after the transportation takes off. Mission accomplished!

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