Shadow Auction

Shadowrun: Haley - Saturday, March 20, 2010, 8:15 PM


The airship hovers just off the ground, with several crew members standing near the entry gantry. Texas Pete stands off to the side, greeting

some people, ignoring others. If your +rep is over 100 positive, he probably greets you as you file on to the the luxury airship.

After everyone gets aboard the airship, the gantry is withdrawn and the ship rises smoothly in to the air. The main room again, is set up like a

theater, with stage near the bow, with glass windows all around. Comfortable chairs exist all around, and a small selection of server persons

mingle, offering drinks. The goods are displayed on terminal screens everyone has been provided with, allowing most basic questions to be

answered. This is a departure from Pete's usual 'Caveat Empetor' approach.

Texas Pete, standing on the stage, eyes his watch.
Adam is always glad he knows how to levitate. Anytime you step on something that is 'in the air', having a way off in case it is attacked by

flying sharks with eye lasers is always comforting. He finds a nice place to sit and— bringing up the terminal to go over the items on auction.
Page has arrived.

Moving gracefully across the floor, Haley claims one of the seats. She smiles looking around as she smooths her skirt down. Crossing her

legs at the knee she folds her hands on her lap. A datacable runs from her datajack to her poc-sec as she listens to the people she is bidding as

a proxy.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " For new comers: 'L CNAS' for basic rules. All OOC to pr1"

May catches a ride in, provided by her mafia contacts. They mentioned to her an item of particular interest, something similar to what she has

been looking for for some time. While she hasn't always made purchases at these things, she has taken at least one rather odd item off Pete's

hands, so she feels comfortable enough with him to nod as she enters and takes her seat, mainly to wait for her preferred item.

In comes Fandango, he's not well known around here yet, but one Carlos Domingo Chavez vouched for him, and so in he gets. He attains himself a

bottle of eber, and slips towards one of the seats arrayed about, and settles down.

Air secures a seat by his associate Adam, procuring a drink from a passer by to sip while perusing the catalog via datacable. Dressed

impeccably in a brand new Zoe suit he looks a far cry from his usual greasemonkey outfit. His invite obtained from the off the wall Mr. Johnson

known as The Circus.

In a cloud of exhaled smoke, Slinger slips into a seat on the airship. The youth settles back with one of his rich Sioux cigarettes, glances

aroud — and spots a familiar Native American face. He beckons Smoke over to join him. "I remember meeting you at one of these," he says

casually.

Torrent looks around the room, soakign in the ambiance of it all. He scans the terminals thinking to himself what could be made of the

auction items. A bit uneasy with the height of the room, he finds himself a nice seat near the middle of the room.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " For clarity, please post the name of your contact who gave you the invite. No other information is required. '=

CONTACT NAME' please."

Janie doesn't have all that much money to spend right now… But you never know when something particularly interesting will come along

relatively cheap. She takes a seat by May, then looks around the room, mentally marking exits, guards, and the other participants in case

something drastic happens.

«Plot» May says, "Emilio"

«Plot» Janie says, "Rabbit Trix"

«Plot» Torrent says, " Dartanian"

«Plot» Baron says, "Simon"

«Plot» Page says, "Lapida."

«Plot» Air says, "The Circus "Gabriel""

«Plot» Dekkar says, "Stash."

Smoke heads over to sit next to Slinger, "Yeah these auctions are great." He looks around at all the people gathered. "I hope I get

lucky."

«Plot» Dumah says, "Misha."

«Plot» Haley says, "Eric Voss"

Baron waddles his way through the airship, finding a spot to sit after a while, after he finds a comfortable seat, he pulls out a candybar

from his pocket and unwraps it, he starts to eat as he waits for the thing to begin.

«Plot» Smoke says, "Gibban"

«Plot» Adam says, "The Circus "Gabriel" as well."

Dekkar files in after Fandango, to whom he offers a brief greeting on his way by in a slightly different direction. He's one of the ones who is

familiar with Fandango, however is likely one of the least familiar faces, or at least newest, in the crowd. He finds his way to a seat, and

relaxes, surveying the room for major players he'd heard about, but not necessarily seen personally.

«Plot» Slinger says, "Dwayne Miller"

Dumah wanders, looking over the lists of stuff before having himself a seat in the back, leaning back and watching the auction.

«Plot» Fortunes says, "Hisako told me."

«Plot» Accelerate says, "I am actually not here IC."

«Plot» Fandango says, "Carlos Domingo Chavez"

Texas Pete glances out the window, looking to see how high up they are. The ship rumbles slightly as the main engines kick on, putting it to

speed, turning in to the wind. "Al'right yal grabassen mongrel sons of bitches. You know me, I know most o'you, or at least the ones worth

know'n. The rest of ya?" A pause as he pulls out a cigar, cutting the end off with a cutter… "I'll get ta know ya soon'nuff."

Puffing the cigar to full steam, he stomps up and down the stage. "So. Here we all are again; the cream of the shadow crop. Some fine'ns here and

some not-so-fine'ns. But every one of you had someone vouch for ya." He says, then turns to the crowd. "And thats all the dickstroken Ahm'agonnna

do. So siddoun, getta drink, and with the terminal pads I done given ya… look over the purchases while I figure out what to trot out next."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "OOC conversation is on pr1, as a note."

Air scrolls through lists of equipment, big and small while sipping at the excellent liquor, occasionally pointing out an item to his

neighbour and otherwise keeping to himself.
Page glances around the place as he comes in, then notes Slinger and Smoke, heading over and giving them a nod of greeting as he sits down

nearby. "How's it going," he adds to Smoke with a bit of a smile.

Dalton makes it in just before takeoff and moves around near the back to find a seat and look over the stuff up for bids. He notices some

people he knows, but remains sitting alone for now.

Janie leans back in her seat and looks over the list.

"Ai'ght." Says Pete then, as he comes back from behind the curtain. He holds up a certificate of some kind. "This here's the title deed of a

stretch of land in Idaho Falls, Which's up in the Ute Nation on accounta some fucken injuns blow'n up some goddamn mountains. No offence to the

goddamn fucken injuns among us." He rolls his neck then. "Frienda'mine willed it to me, and I got no use for a cattle ranch with some 40 head of

steer. So." he holds up the paper. "Openin bids 40,000 nuyen."

Smoke grins at Page, "Seeing the sights and watching people. I love checking people out. Sometimes I get lucky on stuff nobody wants." He

is leaning back in his seat.

In his defense… it -is- big.

«Plot» Page says, "40k."

Fandango raises his eyebrows at the low starting price, but doesn't seem to be making a bid, regardless. He leans back and takes a sip on his

drink.

«Plot» Janie says, "45K."

«Plot» Page says, "50k."

When Page bids, Pete looks to him, and offers a nod. "Someone said you hada'lotta cash. S'supect you'll get your fair share of things tanight."

«Plot» Janie says, "55K."

«Plot» Page says, "75k."

Typing into her poc-sec, Haley checks the people she's bidding for. No one passes any interest in the farm so she nods her head once.

The conversations going along through the connection of her datajack to the machine.

Janie tilts her head as she receives a call, then leans forward and enters a bid, engaging briefly in a bidding war with Page before leaning back

and giving up.

«Plot» Janie says, "Pass."

Adam glances up at the first bid war. He scans through a couple more of the items on the terminal before taking out his pocsoc.

"I got 75,000 on this here cattle ranch in Idaho, a nice place if there ever was one, in the Snake River Valley, fertile, good land, up on the

Salish Border of the Ute Nation. 75, goin once…"

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Item for bid: Idaho Cattle Ranch"

Slinger gives Page a friendly grin, watching him bidding on the land. "You ain't the right color for that land. 'Course, our friend here

is." He claps Smoke on the shoulder, grinning.

Baron watches the bidding, but mostly just concentrates on eating his candybar. He glances around at various people, clearly not interested

in the ranch.

Looking to Page, then the rest of the crowd, Pete hrms… "75, goin twice? Don't no one want a nice crash pad in the middle of nowhere? All the

sex an shit you can want out there, no one banging on the wall…"

Selene comes in with Oakhand, draggin him through the crowd, towards someone sheknows.

May glances at Janie uncertainly. "You sure?"

Selene raises her hand quickly.

Oakhand towers head and shoulders above most folks, following the petite elf with an absent minded grin on his face.

«Plot» Selene says, "80k."

«Plot» Page says, "110k."

"Dumb sons of bitches don't know a good thing when ya see it, just the 'Chanter there, who'll probably be like 'oh, lets get rid of the evil

polluting cows and plant some fucken trees… 75,… 80… 110!"

«ADMIN» Texas Pete places a 1 minute timer on this auction, starting now.

«Plot» Selene says, "115k."

«Plot» Dumah says, "135k."

«Plot» Page says, "That was supposed to be me. 135. Sorry."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Dumah just bid 135; keep your alts straight."

«Plot» Page says, "160k."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Over. Page is winner."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Should have called it sooner, but the dumah thing distracted ;)"

Smoke does grin, and looks at the backs of his hands. "I could learn how to ride a horse. That'd be sorta neat." He settles back and

watches Page bidding, then looks over at Selene.

Slinger grins and stretches and lights up a new cigarette, ironically generating some pollution. "Yeah, bet we could have fun out there." He

glances to the Russian, and tilts his head. Huh.

Selene raises her hand again, but is quickly outbid. She shrugs, and looks to Oakhand, grinning, and leans over, pointing to various items on

display and talking softly.

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "I always have, when I intitute a timed bid."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "It's bad form."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "And you can get your ass beat for it."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "But y ou can -do- it."

Oakhand makes a face, like someone just kicked him in the jimmies, when he catches the jist of the numbers being thrown around like candy. First

he makes an 'oof' face, then just snarls and grits his teeth, visibly wincing.

Adam notices the additional bidding as he raises his head up from the pocsoc. Noticing Selene he motions his hand for her to come join himself

and Air.

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Voucher chowned and labled. Thank you page."

Selene grabs Oakhand by the arm, and threads her way through the crowd until she reaches Adam.

"SOLD!" Says Pete, pointing to Page. He starts to move in the back for a moment, while music plays. He seems to be looking up the next item for

bid.

Air chuckles when Dumah bids and is outbid for some reason, a thin smile crossing his face. Stretching back and relaxing for a moment he

takes time to scan the crowd of in the flesh talent.

Page taps at his pocket secretary once the event is concluded, making notes on things to check at the place next time he's out that way.

Foundation, settling, booby traps…

Smoke watches Selene move across the floor and blinks. He leans over to Slinger and Page, whispering "Just met that chick and she is

dangerous but kinda fun. Smoked all my cigarettes."

Slinger laughs. "You have the weirdest taste in women," the elf remarks. He holds out his pack as an offer, though, when Smoke mentions

being out of, well, smokes.

"Now, this here's a fun little toy. We're gonna start the bidding on this at about.. 500 nuyen." Pete holds up a monacle to his features,

squinting to get it to stick. (Combat Engineering Monocle(#335)) "It's got some interesting uses, but it's not what you could call, combat

useful. Mostly, I think its awesome for situations where you can't be obvious in what you're doing. Very pip pip cherryoh bloody eurotrash

fucksticks." He says, then tosses it out for bid.

Fandango's eyes simply sweep back and forth over the crowd, some of the faces he recognizes by reputation, others he has never seen. Many he has

never seen, but that comes with being new to Denver. Nevertheless, he pays careful attention to the people around him in between the auctions.

«Plot» Haley says, "500."

«Plot» Dekkar says, " 1000."

«Plot» Fandango says, "1500"

«Plot» Dekkar says, " 2000."

Fandango laughs a little as this item comes up, and he shakes his ehad before rassing his hand, just for the hell of it it seems.

Selene hears her name in passing above the general din, and winks at Smoke.
Adam nods to Selene as she comes over and offers a nod to her friend. At some point in all of this— he catches visual of Smoke, offering a light

wave to him as well.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Timed bidding starts now. Failure to bid within 30 seconds of last bid will trigger end of auction."

Dekkar catches Fandango out of the corner of his eye, looks over and snickers briefly.

Oakhand grins widely watching this, "Monocle? Really?" He elbows Selene, "Think this would look good on me?"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 15 seconds."

Selene grins, "want it?" she raise s her hand

«Plot» Selene says, "2500"

Oakhand shakes his head feverishly.

Oakhand says "What, do I look like an effin' nazi?"

Selene giggles at Oakhand, and bids anyway.

Oakhand facepalms.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold to Selene. 2500"

Dekkar blinks for a second, and wonders if he should keep going.

Oakhand mutters, "…Kiddin' me…"

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "GAH!"

Smoke waves to the table with Adam, Air, Selene and Oakhand being friendly. He then turns to Slinger, "Yeah I do, but I am taken now and

I am not supposed to even flirt anymore."

The acution ends in that time, and Dekk just leans back like nothing happened. He hasn't the slightest idea what happened across the room.

Dalton remains near the back of the crowd, finding a wall to lean against and crossing his arms as he watches the items go up for bid.

Air quirks an eyebrow at Oakhand, "Nazi? What were you, raised in the nineteen hundreds?" He shakes his head at Selene, wondering where

she dragged this one in from.
Combat Engineering Monocle has left.

Oakhand blows a kiss at Air, and winks, before looking back towards Texas Pete.

Selene recieves ownership of the neato monocle thing, and comments to Oak, "well.. if you don't want it, I am sure I can find a use for it, or

someone else can."

Texas gestures for Selene to slide her credstick, then has a man take her the toy. "Well, enjoy it, sweettits."
The whole goddamn state, too.

Selene blow Texas Pete a kiss.

Oakhand gives a little wave at Slinger with a meaty leather-clad paw, noticing him in the crowd.

Adam explains, "I think it looks good. Just add in a tophat, a watch fob, and a cane."

Oakhand mutters to Selene, "What's it for, anyway? I'm, like, totally not near-sighted."

Dekkar looks across the room to the winner of the monocle. He looks confused at their apparent confusion, but slightly amused at the same time.

Selene shrugs, "Probably good for working electronics, or any small detail work. If you don't want it, Pauly might get a kick out of wearing it

around."

Moving forward, Texas Pete rolls his neck. "Now, one of the more interesting bits tonight. A while back, Etegare passed on from a case of acute

lead poisoning. A serious case of it, if you catch my drift." A pause as he brings up the pictures of the picturesque little mountain Chalet.

"THis was her house. A nice little place, up in the Pueblo hills. She paid off the Sheriff regularly, and was able to keep herself nicely in

style." A pause. "Upon her death, we found that her house sat on top of an old Civil Defence bunker she had turned in to a Beta grade chop-shop

capable of putting ware in people. Now, I'm gonna stop you RIGHT There. This building can't do any kind of medical -care-. Only the putten in and

taken out. No turnen yer head and coughen goes on here. A sort of 'in and out burger' but for cyberware, ya scan me?"
Oakhand shrugs his mighty shoulders, "Pauly can have it, then. I can't fake a German accent to save my life." He snickers at the thought.
Selene simply shakes her head, thinking the big elf doesn't know a useful trinket when it hits him in the nose.

«Watcher» The following admins are presently watching your location: Gryphon

Air switches his attention from Oakhand and back to Texas Pete for this more interesting item.
Texas pete raises an eyebrow. "Now if we're all on the same page… This little ranchet house could clear a million on the open market… but

we're gonna start this… at half a million."

Fandango seems pretty itnerested in this, though he doesn't make a bid, he certainly seems to be keeping his eyes out for who's bidding.

Pete pauses… "No one? Not one bid?"

Adam looks over the clinic as Pete goes over the details. He nods a little bit— typing on his pocsoc primarily at this point. "Speaking of

which," he says to Selene, "he didnt want to come?"

Air waits, then raises a hand.

«Plot» Slinger says, "10000"

«Plot» Air says, "500k"

«ADMIN» Texas Pete did put up an opener; .5 million.

Shaking her head Haley looks up at the object says thoughtfully, "Too much for my bank."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "My bad for not being clearer."

Janie purses her lips. Impressive, but /way/ out of her pay grade right now.

Pete looks to Air then, an eyebrow raising. "What, you're getten in to the blood and guts business?" he asks with a grin, then the screen behind

him shows up with '500,000' nuyen.

Air grins, "I've done surgery before you know, just don't have my own tools yet sir."
Growler wanders in at the back of the crowd, spotting Selene in the mix as the only familar face and making his way towards where she is.

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "1 minute, then I'll close out the auction. Looks like this one was too rich for everyone else."

«Plot» Page says, "550k."

«Plot» Air says, "600k"

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "standard 30 second rule applies for bids now."

Slinger glances to his left. "Huh. What do we need one of those for?" he asks, curiously. He drags on his cigarette, thoughtfully. "I mean,

I know Zoey'd appreciate it, but it's /waaaaay/ out of town.

Dekkar looks noticeably moved by numbers this big going to blows. He leans forward with interest, to see if there's one more move.
The board updates.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold to Air; 600k"

Texas pete grins then, offering a 'shooters hand' to Page. "THank you for the solid there, Chanterman." he then looks to Air… "Credsticks… to

the thingie ya got in yer hands. Glad to be of service."

Oakhand puts two fingers to his blond brow in an impressed salute to Air, lips pursed.

Air nods and arranges a transfer of monies from a variety of accounts. "That should handle it, pleasure. I expected that to go for more,

shame on the rest of you." With that grin he settles back into his chair with a satisfied smile to the rest of the party assembled around him.

Fandango stands up from his seat, and makes his way towards Air upon seeing that he's got the winning bid, and he settles into a seat behind him,

and leans forwards to speak to the man quietly.

Adam looks over and nods to Air— also looks curiously over to Page and Slinger as the later's comment is made. It crossed his mind too. "Grats,"

he says to the man next to him.

Air turns to address the spanish looking gentleman after his approach.
Dekkar also nods in Air's direction. He now more fully understands the kind of financial strength Air represents.
"Now…" The screen behind Texas Pete shifts, showing a sportscar roaring down the road, a black 2070 Sportscar. The Licence-Plate says 'ASTRAL',

the driver is very recognizable; Last decade's tortured Rockstar 'Eddie SpellSinger'. With such hits as 'Your heart beats me nightly' and 'blood

of the universe', he was a favorite of teenage girls.

"This vehicle… it's a little special. One of a kind. See, the pinstriping around the body pannels… it's laced with Orichalcum… and it shows

up on the Astral plane. What's it good for? FUCKED IF I KNOW…"
"But opening bid is 20,000 nuyen."

«Plot» Haley says, "20k"

«Plot» Slinger says, "30K"

«Plot» Haley says, "40"

«Plot» Slinger says, "50K"

«Plot» Haley says, "60K"

«Plot» Slinger says, "70K"

«Plot» Haley says, "80K"

«Plot» Slinger says, "90K"

«Plot» Haley says, "100K"

«Plot» Slinger says, "110K"

«Plot» Haley says, "120"

«Plot» Slinger says, "130K"

«Plot» Haley says, "140K"

«Plot» Slinger says, "150K"

Texas Pete watches the Ping Pong of the bidding, between Slinger and Haley. THe car's worth a good 140k on its own, then theres the mystery of

the car itself. HE nods as his investment pays off.

A soft laugh comes from Haley as she just lets the bidding go. She gives Slinger a smile and she says, "S'all yours hon."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "15 seconds until bid ends."

Oakhand just stares at the car on the screen, his jaw a little slack. Then his eyes narrow and he closes his mouth. He cringes really hard and

maybe even has a thought. But it's probably just gas.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold to Slinger, 150,000 nuyen."

Selene just shakes her head, she loves beautiful cars.. but not that much.

Slinger slots his Credstick and then nudges Page. "Happy Fraggin' Birthday," he says to his fellow mage, with a casual grin.

Air nudges Selene's leg, "He'll buy you one if you really want."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Vehicle noted."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "OOC to pr1"

«ADMIN» Texas Pete points.

Selene lifts an eyebrow, "somehow, I doubt it." she replies to Air.

Air chuckles, "Well get him to buy one and waterboy can pinstripe it for you." He glances at Adam with a smile, obviously parting with

six hundred thousand has cheered him up.
Growler smiles a bit and waves as he reaches Selene admist the flurry of bidding, shakeing his head as the numbers climb sky high for the last

few items he's heard.

Selene chuckles, "Oh.. I love a beautiful car.. just can't see spending that much on it. I'll just keep decorating Pauly's Ferrari for him.'

Selene smiles at Growler and waves him over.

Adam looks at the car and notes literally, "Im going to need new tools for that…" He looks over towards Selene and nods, "Stickers?"
"Lets keep the vehicle love going." Says Pete as Slinger makes the arrangements for the Corvette. "I got this here GMC that Billy GreyHair

customized. Not only does it have air conditioning, power windows, power breaks and a nice paint job… it's also got a fully portable Enchanting

shop on the roll in the back. For the Tallislegger on the go. Gonna start the bid on this at 100,000 nuyen."

«Plot» Adam says, "100k"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "110,000"

«Plot» Adam says, "120k"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "130"

«Plot» Adam says, "150k"

«Plot» May says, "200"

«Plot» Torrent says, "210"

«Plot» Adam says, "250k"

«Plot» May says, "375"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule in effect"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 15 seconds."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold"

Dekkar visibly leans into the screen like he wanted to touch his eyes to it. The first real notable look of shock comes from Dekkar all night.

The bidding was fast, violent, and with big nuyen flying. He was glued to the bid war.

Silk makes a few bids and then settles back and sighs, looking around the room for a moment. She makes a little shrug and quiets down, making a

little hmph as the bidding goes up and up and up.

Adam puts in a few bids for that one— but after the last bid he checks a few other numbers and stops bidding altogether on that.
The pretty quick and violent war breaks out, and when the dust settles, Texas Pete whistles low. "Not Bad, chicka… Not bad. You must have

really wanted it to increase the bid by 150 percent in one jump…"

Dalton frowns slightly, almost in the process of making an early bid, but when the price starts jumping higher, he simply shuts his mouth

and leans back against the wall, his funding far too low for this type of bidding war.

May starts fiddling with her pad as the item she was told about comes up. She quickly bids by far most of her budget, but eventually she gets it.

With a smile, she saunters up to the stage and slots her certified credsticks. "Pleasure doing business with you again Pete." She makes sure the

keys have been loaded onto the stick in return, then heads back to her seat.

A runner (Conceptual, not metaphorical) takes a set of Keys to Slinger, then to May. "Here ya go."

Selene gives May the thubs up, from across the room.

"Vehicles will be waiting back at the landing pad. You gotta take care of your own shit from there. And please." He pauses. "Don't ask me for no

titles."

Growler smiles and sits with Selene and friend. "Been a long time since I went to one of these…and holy hell are things expensive." he says,

waving towards magic vehicles galore, which he didn't kknow could even be made.

Janie grins at May. "Congrats," she murmurs, then turns her attention back to the bidding.

Aeden steps out of a bathroom in a flurry of dwaven silliness. A coat that is long (for him, at least) and short stumpy legs. He pauses at the

door, and shakes a leg behind the wall off to the side of the door before stepping out. Unfortunately, the none-to-concealed action did nothing

to the bit of toilet paper still stuck to his left boot.

Selene smiles at Growler, "there's a few low value items. " she shows him the Monocle, "here. Oak didn't want it, you want it?"

As a server passes her, Haley reaches a hand out and she takes one of the glasses of wine. She takes a sip from it and she looks up at

the auction block. Watching to see what the next item will be.

"Now the next item up…" Says Pete, picking something up off a tray a man brings to him. He latches it on to his right wrist, the item clamping

tightly. "Fell off the back of a truck. One of Deseret Industries more 'interesting' toys… It's the Wrist Grapple Mark II." He holds it up now,

sliding his jacket back down over his wrist. Almost impossible to see unless your looking -for- it. "It's pretty nice. A nearly mono-filament, 50

meters cable, with a super-powerful magnetic grapnel at the end."

Dekkar noticeably eyes the monocle from across the room as it is tossed about, like they never intended to have it.

He demonstrates, with a flick of his wrist. A small Pffft comes from the device, the line spooling out and CLAMPing on to a rafter above him. He

tugs it twice, then thrice, then the wrist mount starts to hawl him up in to the air, swiftly, smoothly. "THIS THINGS A HOOT!"
Hanging in the air, he calls out. "Bidding starts at 10,000 nuyen."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "10,000"

«Plot» Haley says, "20,000"

Fandango blinks as this comes up, and he sits to attention. He raises his hand immediately.

«Plot» Fandango says, "30"

«Plot» Slinger says, "25k"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "35"

«Plot» Haley says, "40K"

«Plot» Fandango says, "45"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "50"

«Plot» Haley says, "60K"

«Plot» Fandango says, "70"

«Plot» Haley says, "100K"

May smiles and returns the wave to Selene, before she speaks to Janie. "Still gonna want a vehicle with some beds, but now we don't need to,

y'know, custom fit it all."

Oakhand is having a fit of giggles looking at Texas Pete dangling from the ceiling.

Texas Pete lets himself back down, slowly.

The item goes out of Fandango's price range and he sighs, settling back, and looking dissapointed.

Air checks out the monocle, "Selene, you should save that for Pauly, he'd look great in a monocle. Especially on the day and all." He

nods, grinning.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule in effect."

Another few bids, another item that heads into the stratosphere. Silk shakes her head and settles back again, eyes searching the room as

individuals bid, marking who is doing what.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " SOLD"

Selene grins at Air, and pockets the thing again, "eh, you're probably right."

Oakhand nods in agreement, apparently with Air, as he tells Selene, "Yeah, what he said. Tell him, I saw this thing and thought of you. Very

romantic."

Janie looks interested, then sighs as the price rockets out of her range. Ah well - at least now she knows it exists.

Growler :chuckles. "No idea, what is it?" He asks as Seleme shows it to him.
One exists; it's a prototype.

Unclamping the device from his hand, Pete offers it directly to Haley. "You're gonna need to pick up some cart's for the air pressure system.

That one's dead now, but man, it was a fun toy."

Opening her purse, Haley says, "Oi was never much for climbing, this'll make things a lot more easy."

"Next item up for bid, is five meters of -actual- monowire. Makes for great practical jokes, or a great way of keeping kids, dogs, the cops, off

your lawn. I got five 1 meter magnetic packages for it. Gonna start the bid at 10,000 nuyen."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "10"

«Plot» Fandango says, "15k"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "20"

Fandango shrugs and raises his hand, putting a bid on this one.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule in effect ; no bids in the next 30 seconds ends the bid."

«Plot» Fandango says, "25"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "27"

«Plot» Fortunes says, "30K"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "32"

Fandango eventual;ly settles back and pulls out of the bidding.

"Aw come on people! Don't make me give this shit away!"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 15 seconcs"

Growler shrugs. "I'm sure something will come up that will both interest me and be in my range." Though he doesn't look to sure of that,

considering the bids he's been here for a bit now.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " SOLD"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " INTERMISSION: Vulcan goes to the bathroom and to grab a soda. Roleplay!"

May brings up the blueprint of her new car and starts admiring it.

Aeden waddles away from the bathroom towards the bidding area, oblivious to the toilet paper still clinging to his boot.

Air turns back away from the spanish man and back to his group, "How much is a share in the PCC these days? It looks like I might need to

purcahse a few."
Janie leans in to look over May's shoulder. "Nice," she murmurs. "Plannin' th'trip already?"

Gracefully Haley stands from her seat, managing the glass of wine easily she looks around the room and she moves to Torrent. A smile

never leaves her face it seems, but it blends easily into a grin. To the human she says, "Hiya hon, Oi didn't know ya came to these things too."

Oakhand eyes the dwarf passing by, and casually steps on that toilet paper. Even little guys need a break sometime, so the elf tries to slide it

under his seat. Unfortunately, the paper tears up. What's worse, it's wet and now some of it is stuck to his boot, too.

Oakhand goes, "Psst, shorty!"

Adam looks to Air and sends a text to his fixer about that, "Not sure. 1k?"

Dumah wanders on up from the back, over to where nearby Air is and mutters to him. "… … … … … … … … … … …"

Paying off her monowire, Silk settles back into her seat. She seems to have traveled here alone, or at least is sitting alone, and once the

business with Pete is done she'll go back to people watching, absently toying with her cloak.

Torrent shrugs slightly. "I visit, but normally things are out of a range i can afford," he comments to Haley. "It's just fun to see

what's going on the auction block." Torrent eyes the girl for a second, "I see you got yourself a shiney new toy."

"Now." Says Pete, sucking on some burbon and gesturing with his cigar. "That was interesting. That was a bit of the big stuff. The rest is a

collection of decent good stuff, with a few Gems, literal and figurative. SO by show of hands, who wants something that goes boom?"

Air glances up to Dumah from his seat with a slight shake of his head, "Not often, I have done in the past but it's not my forte. I know

a team of doctors though, so the clinic won't go to waste." Pulling two chips from his pocket he holds them up for Dumah and Fandango, turning

slightly to address the spanish man also. "Contact details you can reach me at."

With a little shrug Haley says, "Oi'll see if Oi can find someone that can copy the design. Then Oi can start sellin' them. Oi look at

it more like an investment really."

Looking up as Pete starts talking, Silk raises her hand and a brow as well.

Fandango grins and nods his head and he raises his own hand.

Janieholds up her hand. This could be interesting.

Torrent wonders if Pete is going to demonstrate the 'boom' and raises his hand in agreement.

May giggles at Janie's eagerness. She doesn't raise her hand herself, but she knows what the vote will be anyway.

Dekkar raises a hand. Boom is always awesome, and never, EVER gets old.

Selene doesn't raise a hand, but looks up curiously.

Air has his hand raised. It's because he's handing out some contact details but it may be misconstrued as a boom vote.

Oakhand misses the voting because he bent over to deal with a wet toilet paper/boot sole incident.

Aeden keeps on moving, not even paying attention to the elf trying to get it. His eyes are locked on the bidding area.

Growler is all for boom, so raises his hand as well. "Mabye something useful."

Nodding, and somewhat bowing to the crowd, the Stern looking Texan grunts. "Alright. This here, this has to be my most favoritist gun EVER." He

pulls it from a case, holding up a Ruger Super WarHawk. The gun has a MASSIVE Scope on the top side, and a laser sight on the bottom.

"For when you gotta put a big ass hole in something, Right fucken now."

"Bidding starts at 100 nuyen."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Warhawk Hunting Pistol (#5983)"

«Plot» Selene says, "100 =y="

«Plot» Janie says, "500"

Air sits up and pays attention to that nodding his approval of it for whatever reason. Turning to his fellows here, "That's worth it,

very worth it."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "600"

«Plot» Fandango says, "650"

Oakhand grins at Selene, "So what are -you- compensatin' for, darling?"

«Plot» Dekkar says, " 800"

«Plot» Janie says, "1000"

Selene snickers, "Nothin.. but someone had to start."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "1500"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "2000"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "3,000"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "3500"

«Plot» Janie says, "3800"

Oakhand nods, "Indeed." He turns around to look for that silly dwarf… and has no idea where he'd gone. Ah well.

«Plot» Selene says, "4000"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "4,500"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "4500"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "5000"

Janie leans forward, a gleam in her eyes as she admires the gun. She enters the bidding with some enthusiasm, only to - reluctantly - give up

when the price starts skyrocketing past what it'd be worth.

«Plot» Kassandra says, "5,500"

Dekkar has brought a financial knife to a financial gun fight, but still wants to win. Somehow.

«Plot» Dekkar says, "6000"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule."

Growler looks like he might be ready to bid, and finds it yet again climbing beyond reasonable prices for him. "Eh.

«Plot» Selene says, "6250"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "6500"

Silk continues to toss out little bids, looking over the weapon speculatively. She hmms and draws out a pocket secretary, checking on something

with a few taps of a finger. She looks up as the bidding continues and eyes the data on the pad again, chewing on her lip. She lets out a little

breath and shakes her head, tucking the device away.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " SOLD - I think."

Dumah eyes the gun a bit, then shrugs, heading back to his seat and plopping back down to watch.

Fandango raises a hand to place a bid on this one, but he pulls out early in the bidding. Not so much his style, anyway. He stands and heads back

towards Haley, being the one face in here he recognizes, and on the way he picks up another beer for himself. "Hey there." he says to her, "I'm

gonna admit, I'm jealous of that new toy of youyrs."

Selene leans over and speaks quietly with Air.

Air nods to Selene with a smile and scratches his cheek. "Give me a few minutes here," he mentions quietly, accessing his pocsec with a

second datacable.

Texas Pete calls the bidding to a close, waiting for Dekkar to offer payment as he puts the gun away. "Brings a tear to my eye to see that bitch

goen to a new home…"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Dekkar, Pay me please."

Dekkar lets loose a huge grin. This was about winning, as the cost effectiveness argument went out the window early in the bidding. Confident and

proud of his purchace, Dekkar looks satisfied. Then he arranges the money.

Giving Fandango a smile as she looks to him, Haley says, "You had me runnin' there for a little while." Her higher pitched Brooklyn

accent a contrast to Texas Pete's Texas drawl. "Hopefully," she continues, "Oi'll be able ta give you one of the copies."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Naw. YOu were here in the background."

Pete brings out another huge gun. This one, an FN 5-7 C has a big clip jutting from the bottom, and the barrel shows the distinctive marks of

gas-baffeling. "Another big hole when you need it, this nice bit of machine is an EFFFNNNFiveSevenSee. Nice gun for a nice fight. Hopefuly one

you win. Built in Smartlink II, 27 round magazine and enough recoil comp to let you shoot this bitch until your arm falls off. Opening bid is 500

nuyen."

«Plot» Torrent says, " 500"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "1000"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "1500"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "2000"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "2200"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "3,000"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "3500"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "4000"

«Plot» Fandango says, "4.5"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "5k"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "6000"

«Plot» Fandango says, "6.2"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "7k"

«Plot» Dumah says, "8k."

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "8.5"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "9"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "9.3"

Air glances across at the next pistol to come up, and gives another nod. "I wonder who Texas Pete gets these from? The work looks quite

good from a distance." Then he glances back and leans over to whisper in Selenes ear again.
Selene smiles at Air. "thank you."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

Growler shakes his head. "apparently it matters little, as he's making a killing with them>'

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold"

Air leans back and smiles with a nod, "I took the liberty of upgrading to better base compnents also." Then he glances to Growler, "He

sure is, I wish I could charge this sort of money."

Dekkar fought hard early on for that one, but as the cost ascended beyond his scope, he made a withdrawal from the bid war. Besides, he already

bought the bigger one.

A killing. Hah! Texas Pete runs a hand down the side of the gun now, then twirls it, gunfighter style. "Makes me wish I was still a spry young

buck!" He says, then puts the gun back in its black carrying case. "Come on up son, pay me yuor money, and you get yourself a first class peice

of steel."

Fandango laughs a little at Haley, "Well, you manage to make more thanone of them and I'll be very interested to know." he tells her then, and he

glances back up to the item on sale, raising his hand a few times to bid, but eventually letting it go.

Silk chuckles as she overhears some of the conversation and possibly at Pete's antics. She lets the bidding go off without her, watching and

waiting.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " +pay Texas=ALL YOUR MONEIES=Cause your cool."

Air speaks up clearly over the genral hubbub, "I know a good gunsmtih for upgrades too." Then he coughs quietly and smiles with an

apologetic shrug to Texas Pete.

Silk grins.

Dekkar hears Air and snickers.

Texas Pete shrugs. "Maybe next time, you'll gimmie some of what you got to sell, and then we'll both make a killen." he says with a grin. "Now,

this next box up for bid…" He shrugs. "I think the bitch was moven, or something."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Things' labeled 'FOR AUCTION'(#1513)"

Holtzclaw moved back to his spot and relaxed.

"I got a scooter… a bike that has electronics it can't use, a decent pair of guns… and a pair of armored jackets." A pause. "Opening bid is

… 1000 nuyen."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "1,000"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "2000"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "3,000"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "4000"

Nodding to Fandango, Haley says, "You'll be the first one Oi cwall on it." She turns and looks towards the auctions to see what is up

for bid.

«Plot» Janie says, "5000"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "6000"

Janie ponders. A few extra guns can't hurt. Depending on the price…

«Plot» Janie says, "7000"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "8000"

«Plot» Janie says, "Pass."

Growler doesn't even start. He doesn't have the space to store junk just yet..at least not if he wants to keep it.

Silk eyes the motley conglomeration of gear and shrugs, putting in some bids.

«Plot» Dumah says, "9k."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule."

«Plot» Dekkar says, "10k"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold to Dekkar."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "When you ask the playerbase for stuff to auction, sometimes they just empty the trash ;)"

Dekkar wins a variety of fun things with this one. He seems pleased once more, snagging a few plastic credsticks as payment and making his way up

to claim the stuff in the box, and pay.

Pete makes the exchange with Dekkar, then looks over his datapad. "NOw, whats up for bid next… Oh yeah…" He says, pulling out the big box of

guns. "This here box was a shipment I confinscated from a guy who owed me money. What is really interesting here, is he had a client down in the

Yucatan who needed the guns to be really sturdy, so he made up a batch of these Ruger Super Warhawks that could be used as hammers, clubs, just

about anything, without being hurt. Enough pow-pow to outfit, as it happened, a pair of fireteams."
"Opening bid's gonna be 10,000 nuyen on the whole batch."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Box Of Guns 1 (#8741)"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "10,000"

«Plot» Haley says, "10K"

«Plot» Haley says, "11K"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "12"

«Plot» Haley says, "15K"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "17"

«Plot» Haley says, "20K"

«Plot» Janie says, "22"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "25"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold to Hotlzclaw"

Growler shakes his head once more. "Be nice to have that kind of firepower, but neither cash or space for it do I have." He asides to Selene.

Pete grins as the guns go to a feirce bidding war between people… "I like to see that. People who care about their high quantity guns."

Silk makes a few speculative bids to see how the market is going to go. The market is going to go up. She nods to Pete's sentiment and waits for

the next contestant on the auction.

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "pay me."

Holtzclaw looked in interest to more guns, sure its quite an expense but for more guns he was willing to make the stretch, He calls out bids and

upon winning makes his way up to pay the Texan for the box of guns

Air chuckles and raises his eyebrows at the dizzying heights this box has reached, "I really should give him some of my stuff if he can

sell that old junk for twenty five kay." He sighs at the missed opportunity.
"I now." Says Pete as the airship glides directly over downtown Denver, fog spilling between the skyscrapers to make islands of light and

darkness… "Have a hermetic library. A collection of 13 spells, each at Kerner-Ranking 6, a variety of utility spells. You can access it on your

datapad. The formuales are all checked out and promised to function. Starting bid is… 1 nuyen."
Silk mentions towards Air, "Ah, I bet you could get a pretty penny for just about anything at these auctions. I saw a ham sandwich go for about

ten kay once. It was terrifying." She winks at that, looking back to Pete for the next item and adding, "Although it may be Pete's salesmanship.

Or the guy was just REALLY hungry."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "1"

«Plot» Dalton says, "10 nuyen"

«Plot» Page says, "1k."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "20 nuyen"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "2,000"

«Plot» Haley says, "2 nuyen."

«Plot» Page says, "5k."

«Plot» Haley says, "6K"

Air turns to Silk with a genuine laugh at that, "A ham sandwich? Must be the salesmanship. Ooo, spells." Then he turns back to bid

against the lady with which he was just joking.

«Plot» Kassandra says, "7,000"

«Plot» Air says, "8k"

«Plot» Haley says, "10K"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "11,000"

«Plot» Haley says, "15K"

Dekkar was about to bid 20 nuyen. Then that happened, and then 1k happened. At that point Dekkar bailed, because he can't use it anyways.

«Plot» Page says, "18k."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

Between bids, Silk adds, "To be fair, I think the sandwich fired lasers or something. I could be wrong though." She considers the bids and shakes

her head, the veil obscuring some of her features wiggling.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold"

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Mr, Page, mah moniez!"

Baron has yet to bid on anything, mainly he seems to be enjoying the free drinks, and seems to have brought his own snack foods to munch on

as various items come and go on the auction block.

Air similarly abandons the bidding, turning back, "That would probably smell quite badly after a few uses."
Growler says "Could be self-toasting sandwich?"

Smoke lifts his head up from looking at his monetary account on his pocsec, he must have zoned out or something. He blinks a few times

and tries to get it together and figure out what is being bid on.

Page taptaptaps at his pocket secretary. "Hmm… laser toaster," he muses to himself. After a few seconds, he shakes his head, and goes back to

paying attention to Texas Pete.

Laughing, Silk nods in agreement to both Air and Growler. "Still, it shows that people will buy anything. I even hear tale someone bought some

used underware." She pauses. "Men's."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Please take your purchases."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Clear them from my room view :)"

"Alright. We've been doing pretty good on guns and spells, but heres what I got next." He says, pulling out a set of ten micro transceivers. "I

got a set of radios here, sort of part of the same shipment as them guns, but I broken em apart for the sake of maken more money off yall. Rating

2 comms, with rating 2 EeeSeeSeeEmmm, and some nicely milspec Encryption on them."
"Opening bid is 10,000 nuyen."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "10k"

«Plot» Page says, "12k."

«Plot» Dalton says, "13"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "15k"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "20"

«Plot» Dalton says, "21"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "22"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "23!"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "24!"

«Plot» Page says, "30k."

Holtzclaw backs out of the bidding after it passes 25K

«Plot» Kassandra says, "32"

«Plot» Page says, "35k."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "37"

«Plot» Page says, "42k."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "44"

«Plot» Page says, "50k."

Dekkar honestly thought it might have stopped at 30k. He leans in a little closer as the bidding continues past this point, watching with

interest while simultaneously cross-referencing data.

Selene returns from the restroom, and puts away her phone, sighing softly and turns to Growler, whispering to him quietly.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

Silk engages in a mild bidding war with Page over the ten pack of micro-trans. Drumming her fingers on her thigh as she considers, she'll finally

wave off the bid with a little shrug, offering a seated bow to Page.

Fandango swigs his beer again, as he watches the items go by, not bidding on much, though he does seem interested in a few of the items.

Air ponders that last point from Silk, "I think I was present for that auction. I believe it all ended in tears?" He seems to phase out

into contemplation for a while, missing the bidding. He snaps back soon enough to cath the final bids.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " SOld!"

"I imagine it would. I mean, that .. yeah. And it was a lot of money as I recall as well." Silk chuckles and shakes her head.

Growler nods to Selene as she whispers. "Sure. Out of my range, but I can point it out."

Smoke lights a cigarette and glances over at Page, "Oh cool, you got the gadgets. Nice." He looks around for what might be up next.

Selene nods and shrugs,"Fragger better appreciate the favor."

As the bidding wraps up, Texas Pete nods. "You really is a moneybags, 'Chanter! I love this town! Everyones good for a few thou!" He looks over

his datapad now, looking to see what he should offer next… "Alright. Not everyones a mechanical Genious, nor is their best friend, so what I

got here is two Gamma-5 rating Passcards, guaranteed to do their best to bypass any card reader maglock. No promises, each lock has its own

quirks… but here they are."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Maglock Passkey (#7100)"

"Opening bid is 5,000 nuyen."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "15k"

«Plot» Haley says, "6000"

«Plot» Haley says, "20K"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "25k"

«Plot» Fandango says, "30"

«Plot» Haley says, "30K"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "35k"

«Plot» Fortunes says, "40,000y"

«Plot» Fandango says, "45"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "50,000"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

Smoke almost bids and then frowns. He sighs and puts his hands in his lap waiting patiently.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold"

Looking surprised at the relative lack of bidding on the item, Silk nevertheless collects her toys and pays the Auctioneer, looking around to see

if she missed something that distracted everyone.
Texas Pete grunts as the cards go for a sixth their actual street value. "Fuck me. 300k in cards and I get a fiver." He chuckles then, looking

over whats left.

"Lets go back, for now, to big fucken guns." He gestures then with his datapad. "I got here a ginuine, in the box, PAC, with a thousand rounds,

belt fed. It's an awesome gun for awesome people. Know a Troll who's got a birthday? I am sure he'd love THIS in his stocking."
"Opeing bid is 30,000 nuyen."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "30"

«Plot» Baron says, "35"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "40"

Baron finally pulls food out of his mouth, and starts to bid.

«Plot» Baron says, "50"

Silk looks up from listening in on a conversation across the way and sends out a bid or two, the words 'assault cannon' apparently getting her

attention.

Growler simply watches and waits. So far nothing under the amount in entirety he has to his name.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold"

Baron grunts as he rises to his feet, taking his candybar and wrapping it up and placing it in a pocket. He waddles his way up to the front

to pay Texas Pete and claim his prize.

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Pay me."

Silk eyes the 'bulk that obscures the sun', the indian name for Baron. She hmms and shakes her head, eyes watching for the next item up for bid,

assuming she can see it before the large man sits back down.

Come to think of it, the ship DOES pitch a bit as he starts moving…

Baron makes his way back to his chair, settling down as it groans slightly with his bulk, he isnt a troll, but he is a very hefty human. He

reaches into a pocket and pulls out his half eaten candybar, unwrapping it and going back to eating.

Baron makes his way back to his chair, settling down as it groans slightly with his bulk, he isnt a troll, but he is a very hefty human. He

reaches into a pocket and pulls out his half eaten candybar, unwrapping it and going back to eating.

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Generally. I'm laxer with Shadow Auctions."

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Page, pick up your radios."

"Next, we have a nice little item. I knew a guy who made a living walking in to businesses in a suit and tie, and just finding an empty cubical

to sit down at. He'd plug this little bitch in, and look like anyone else who belonged there." A pause. "Onsite, suit wearing decker, during

normal business hours." He pauses. "THat worked until one sec-man was a bit more alert than others and watched him. Well, he's in jail, but I

have his back up deck!"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Attache Case Cyberdeck(#3074)"

Texas Pete says "Opening bid is 40,000 nuyen.""

«Plot» Kassandra says, "40"

Holtzclaw passes on this bid

Silk ooohs and puts in the opening bid on the cyberdeck, leaning in to watch how things go with interest.

Texas Pete looks around… "No… deckers? What the frag is wrong with you people?" he asks, imploringly.

Air ponders, "Is it any good under the fancy shell?"

«Plot» Air says, "45k"

Selene looks at the thing curiously, but can think of no earthly use for it, herself. She thinks if she knows any…

«Plot» Kassandra says, "50"

"You got hte specs there in your pad, Mr. I own my own clinic!"

Air shrugs, "I'm no decker, I don't know what half of this is. Mr own-my-own-airship."

«Plot» Air says, "55k"

He grins then. "Yeah, well, I got style. And a lot of peopel who owe me money."

Looking over as the two start trading snipes Haley says in a dry tone, "Oh my." She lifts her wine to her lips and takes a sip of it.

She turns to Torrent and she says, "So you weren't interested in any of those guns?"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "60"

«Plot» Air says, "70"

Silk doesn't comment on the interplay, but instead sends in a vote. She glances to Air as he puts in another bid and shrugs, motioning for him to

take it. "Have fun hacking!"

Smoke watches the deck going and nods. "That decking stuff is like magic." He shrugs and takes a lazy drag on his cigarette.

Air scratches his head, he's plainly unsure about the specs of the thing, "It looks like my sort of thing, I'm sure I'll figure out the

finer points eventually." He bows his head to Silk with a slight smile.

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Got distracted, sorry."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold, Air."

"If nothing else, you can always use it to play the latest vids on. I hear that is what all the e-light deckers do, really." Silk grins and nods

as the sale goes through.

Air chuckles, "I'll network it in with my off trix LAN and use it to play Sniper Assault 5 or something." Fingering the datapad he wires

some more money to that money-grubbing auctioneer, "Pleasure Pete."

Aeden leans back in his seat lazily, and looks around at what's left.

"Now, moving on to more… stealthy applications. I have an Identity package. It's an interesting thing. Dr. Paolo Ortega, a doctor of

Thaumaturgy at the University of Rio in Amazonia. He's fairly well known down there, so trying to get in to the country without being able to

look like and scan like him… will be a problem. Luckly, I have his face and hands. Just the perfect thing for the mage who needs access to

highly advanced thaumaturgical files or research… and isn't really interested in asking."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " ID-in-a-box(#9606)"

Texas Pete says "Opening bid on this very nice SIN from Amazoina and the bits needed to make it work… is 20,000.""

«Plot» Kassandra says, "20"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "30"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "35"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "40"

«Plot» Smoke says, "39"

«Plot» Smoke says, "45"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "50"

Raising an eyebrow, Silk puts in a bid on the odd combination of items and then quiets down as Holtzclaw and Smoke go at it. She chuckles and

settles back to watch the ensuing war.

Smoke shrugs and looks at Holtz

«Plot» Smoke says, "55"

Holtzclaw looks back at smoke

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "60"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule."

Smoke shakes his head, "All yours chummer, money is tight." He blows a smoke ring off in Holtzclaw's direction.

Holtzclaw lights up a clove cigarette upon winning the war "Nice battle though" He makes his way up to accept his prize

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " SOld"

Dekkar had no interest in a new ID, and so observed just to see who had the creds to snag it. He watched with interest at any rate, because nuyen

was flying around.

"Now, this little beauty, is an oldy but a goody. Actually, she's not even old, she's just SWEET." Says the portly texan, pulling out a Saber

Assault Rifle (#5376). "Composit build, low MAG reactivity, breaks down cleanly, stores well, fires like a dream. Never lets you down."
"Opening bid is 5000."

«Plot» Fandango says, "5000"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "5,000"

«Plot» Fandango says, "5500"

«Plot» Smoke says, "8,000"

«Plot» Fandango says, "9000"

«Plot» Smoke says, "10,000"

Air raises his eyebrows at this and then chuckles, "Damn, spent all my pocket money on a deck and one of -those- comes up on the block.

Hey Pete where'd you get that? I've been looking for months."

«Plot» Fandango says, "11"

«Plot» Smoke says, "12,000"

"Fell off the back of a truck." Says Pete with a straight face.

Fandango lights up a little at this little item, and he raises his hand, quickly entering into a bidding war with a couple of others for the

rather stealth assault rifle.

"They are very nice," Silk remarks, watching some of the faces she doesn't recognize make some bids. She laughs at Pete's comment and nods.

«Plot» Fandango says, "13"

«Plot» Smoke says, "14"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "15"

«Plot» Fandango says, "15500"

«Plot» Fortunes says, "18,000y"

«Plot» Dekkar says, "19"

Holtzclaw backs out

«Plot» Smoke says, "20"

Eventually, Fandango settles down- nice as the gun is, that's more than he's willing to pay for a weapon he's not trained with.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold"

Smoke gets up and walks down to get the birthday present. "Thank you Pete." He takes the gun and smiles, returning to his seat.

"Now… we're coming to the end of our little shindig here. I got a few more things left. Some drones… a set of border passes. And, probably

what everyone's sticking around for. But I promise, thats gonna be dead last." The man grins… "So lets do this here Wolfhound drone. It's big,

its strong, it's mounting two milimieters of vehicle grade armor… she's ready for combat, or to dig up a bone."

"Opening bid is 30,000."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "30"

«Plot» Baron says, "35"

Baron makes another bid, having finished his candybar earlier he has nothing to distract him from trying to get the drone that might

possibly mount the cannon he bought earlier.

«Plot» Selene says, "40"

«Plot» Baron says, "45"

Silk throws out a bid, eying the specs for the drone as she does so. She nods as, right on cue, Baron tops her bid. She raises an eyebrow,

however, as Selene hops in. It is nice to be surprised now and then.

«Plot» Page says, "50k."

«Plot» Baron says, "51"

Page pops up, out of the blue, with a bid on …. a drone? What on earth is the enchanter thinking, bidding on rigger gear?!

«Plot» Page says, "55k."

Baron grunts and shakes his head "Aint worth the trouble, its all yours fella." then he reaches into another pocket and pulls out a fresh

candybar.

Selene rubs her chin and thinks it over very carefully.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 seconds"

Growler thinks about it a lot, but still can't afford it.

Silk watches with interest as bids come from unexpected areas. She sits back, fiddling with her cloak and considers the drone specs again.

«Plot» Selene says, "65"

Page pauses at that and then eyes his credstick before eying the drone. Then says, quietly, "Mneh."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " SOld"

Air shrugs because one man can't spread himself too thin, I mean, he's got Sniper Assault 5 to play now, adding rigging is going too far.

He sips at his third or fourth drink, "I think Pete's secret must be in the liquor."

Baron grunts and munches on his candybar, he looks around with a frown on his face, trying to spot the fools that raised the bidding so high

on a cheap drone.

Silk quips, "That's why I don't drink!" She chuckles quietly as the Wolfhound goes to Raven.

Air laments to Silk in mock tones, "I was totally sober when I bought that cyberclinic. what was I thinking?"
"Cyberclinic?" The fixer looks baffled, "I must have been in the potty when that came up!"
Selene musta started hitting the bliss again, or something.

"You also missed the astrally active sportscar." Says Pete then as he gets ready for the next item. "So. Next up. Shaman spells, Cyber arm parts

or a box of border passes?"

Smoke sits up a little and pays more attention.

Offering up her suggestions Haley says, "Another drone."

Eyes crossing slightly as she tries to imagine an astrally active sportscar, the elven girl remarks, "Cyberarm. That is what the masses want."
"Well, yall seem pretty quiet. Yall getten tired?"

"Nope!" Silk remarks, "It is the shank of the evening!"

Oakhand's floppy ears perk up and he stops fighting with an unbearable need to snore. The sleepiness is gone now as he does a double take at

something Texas Pete said.

Selene shakes her head, "I'm here, I'm alive. I'm waitin to see the last few things come up." she replies.

Oakhand says "Eh, wha?"

Dalton shakes his head "I'm just waiting for my chance at the spells, then I'll go to bed."

Janie shakes her head. "Still here; just not interested in cyber right now."

Air raises a glass to Texas Pete, "Just enjoying the gratis liquor now I'm afraid Pete, all my pocket money is spent for the month."

Holtzclaw says "Cyberarm*"

"Alight." Says the man. "I got these little figureines. They are cute enough, but my kids are a bit old for magical action figures. They are a

grabbag of F-4 spell formulae." he holds one up, a woman with a bow. "Not sure how though…"
"Got a nice heal spell in here though…" He holds up a nurse…

"Eh. Opening bid for these will be… uh… 20,000 nuyen."

«Plot» Haley says, "25K"

Smoke stirs in his seat.

Selene purses her lips and thinks very carefully on that.

Oakhand bites his lower lip and sighs.

«Plot» Smoke says, "30"

Dalton shakes his head "Bah, too much." he crosses his arms and leans against the wall.

Silk peers at the little figures and hmms. Then the bids start off and she sinks back, shrugging a bit. "They do seem interesting, tho. Now if

you could get them to run around…."

Air chuckles, "Wizards chess? That would be worth thirty kay."

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

Smoke just stares at the figurines very intently.

Dekkar looks at the figures with interest, but mostly due to curiosity and not due to any kind of desire to own them.

Oakhand mutters back and forth with Selene, but both keep it to themselves.

Janie looks at the figurines and ponders making a bid before the price moves out of her reach.

Silk chuckles at Air and watches the bidding but doesn't seem inclined to place one herself.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " Sold"

Shamanic Spell Formulae has left.

"Alright. We got Cyberware! An arm mount Gyro for those of you who want to use fucking mortars and not catch a case of the knockbacks!"

Smoke walks down and picks up the figurines, tucking them in his pocket. He grins and looks over at Haley and bows slightly to her. Then

he quickly moves back up to his chair.

«ADMIN» Texas Pete says, "Almost done. After this, I'll put one more item then wrap."

Dekkar's ears perk up at the mention of 'fucking mortars', and he pays close attention.

Growler perks up at that, not that he expects to be able to afford it.

Holtzclaw leans forward in interest

Texas Pete says "Looks like my opening bids gonna be… 25,000 on the gyromount.""

Adam looks up when the gryo goes up for bidding. He nods and taps some things.

«Plot» Adam says, "25k"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "30"

Giving Smoke a small curtsy Haley laughs and says, "Oi had about three shamans thatda liked to have shared those around. When you're

done with 'em let me know an' Oi'll buy 'em offa ya."

Growler raises his hand, only to be caught halfway…Sigh. it sucks being the new guy in town.

«Plot» Adam says, "40k"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "45"

Air chuckles and gives Growler a nod, "One day you can bid with the big boys."

«Plot» Adam says, "50k"

Holtzclaw glares at Adam

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "55"

Silk stays silent, but watches the bidding and those doing so. She chuckles at the glare and the comment from Air.

Adam looks over to Holtz and nods. But to prove he isnt just bidding to be a prick, he motions his cybernetic hand.

«Plot» Adam says, "60k"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "65"

«Plot» Fandango says, "70"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "72"

Fandango comes into the bidding rather late, eventually raising his own hand now he thinks about it. After the bidding continues, he considers

carefully, raising his hand once more.

«Plot» Fandango says, "75"

«Plot» Holtzclaw says, "80"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " SOLD"

Holtzclaw glares once more to the others and bids his final bid of 80K a loong stretch but he wanted that extra recoil comp for his arm. He

proceeds to pay Tex as the floor went quiet from bids.

"Alright. Denver's a special city. The kind of city where the walls can be constricting. A little… cooped up. Well, witht his pack of 10 one-

use passes, it's a little more open. Five for each the PCC and Sioux Nations. Gonna start the bidding, at the request of the seller, 40,000

nuyen."

Selene purses her lips and thinks that one over, she really does like to get out of town on short notice.

Air coughs on his drink and almost chokes. "Texas Pete! Are you reselling an item from a previous auction on someones behalf?"
"I am a businessman, and if someone wants to resell their shit, so be it. I made my buck."

Silk raises an eyebrow at the opening bid and shakes her head. She does echo Air's sentiment with a nod.

Growler says "And making your buck again, from thes ound of it."

"No bids? Alright. Movign to the next item."

Air coughs ointo his hand politely and chuckles, "You shouldn't have let them set a reserve, not respecting what you sold." But then he

shuts up.

Texas Pete moves on, shuffling the Border passes back. "No skin off my nose. If she didnt' have a use for em, it's not my issue. I made my

money."

Adam nods once at the oppertunistic nature that is auctions. It keeps us having more, so its all good in the hood.

"Next up, the Renraku Sentry DRone! Opening bid on this beauty is 40,000 nuyen. She's capable of evetrything but giving you a blowjob. But
Mitsuhama's got a good drone for that."

«Plot» Kassandra says, "40"

Annie has arrived.

«Plot» Aeden says, "45"

«Plot» Haley says, "50"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "55"

«Plot» Haley says, "60"

«Plot» Aeden says, "60!"

«Plot» Adam says, "100k"

«Plot» Haley says, "120"

«Plot» Aeden says, "130"

«Plot» Haley says, "140"

«Plot» Selene says, "135"

«Plot» Aeden says, "150?"

«Plot» Haley says, "160"

«Plot» Aeden says, "170!"

«Plot» Haley says, "180"

«Plot» Aeden says, "190"

«Plot» Haley says, "200"

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " 30 second rule"

Dekkar's eyes dart around. He wants it, but he can't have it. He follows the bidding closely.

«Plot» Texas Pete says, " SOLD to Haley, 200,000 nuyen."

Smoke smiles over at Haley.

Silk watches the bidding with a faint chuckle, nodding at the rate and final cost.

Texas Pete raises an eyebrow. Now, that was interesting. "Well, Ain't that a gass. I know you sons of bitches been waiting for this." He says, as

a display case comes forward on wheels. "Here we got about 50 odd units of gems, powederd and ready to use, waiting for an enchanter. (Gem Dust

Display Case (#361)) So who wants em."

Texas Pete says "Opening bid is 50,000 nuyen.""

«Plot» Kassandra says, "50"

«Plot» Torrent says, "55"

«Plot» Adam says, "60k"

«Plot» Kassandra says, "65"

Smoke stares at the gem dust and boggles. "Oh wow, look at that."

Texas Pete pauses. "WAit. Wait, all that and you guys don't even value this? This could make Foci! Amazing spells! Lots of shit!" A pause. "Or so

I'm told. Come on, this things got a reserve price, and we ain't hit it yet.."

Adam asks candidly, "What is the reserve, if you can disclose it."

Silk snorts at the unveiling of a reserve price. She shakes her head and settles back.

Texas Pete looks at Adam, an eyebrow raising. "+1 for balls, son."

Selene glances to Adam, "You interested? Might be useful for someone with your skills."

Adam smiles and nods. He looks to Selene, "I have plenty— just curious. Last time I saw something 'not' hit reserve here it went to waste. Which

would be a shame."

Page quirks his mouth amusedly and then says, in a lousy French accent imitation, "Iz very nice, but we've already got one!"
The man shakes his head. "Al'right. Well. I can't let this go at a loss, Just can't do it. It's always sad to end on a downer, but thats it

folks, All I got."

Silk doesn't seem inclined to raise her bid any, and glances around the room to see if anyone else has a hankering.

Smoke wrings his hands together and then stubs his cigarette out. He shakes his head, the money needing to go elsewhere. He stands up and

looks around.

Dalton shakes his head, frowning at the prices of the gemstones that really seem to offer no real bonus except making a pretty foci.

With that, the airship starts its decent in to Colorado Springs again… "I do appreciate you all showing up. It's been a gas. 2,058,500 of your

nuyen are now in my accounts. Some of you got cars, trucks, drones and other shit, so its been a good exchange."

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