GM: Whiskey Slim
Players: Smoke, Teejay, Daniel, Whiskey Slim
Synopsis: Smoke, Daniel, Teejay, and Whiskey Slim were hired by Dr. Tran to “spike” his favorite beer with a Bio additive so his favorite beer would win at the Halloween beer fest. Dr. Tran additive fucks people up and makes them see everyone else as ghouls he does not know this as the only thing that he has tested it on was his rat leeland who cannot tell the difference between a dig dumb human and a big dumb ghoul. Should they succeed they will unwittingly release chaos havoc and death upon Denver. Happy Halloween, not only do I expect them to succeed but because I know the players I expect this to traumatize them since most of them view themselves as white hats and killing and injuring of innocents will be demoralizing. The run will be a stealth run on a brewery in the CAS, Tombstone beer inc. at some time previous to Halloween done as a flashback.
Date: 5/27/2071
November 1, 2070
Local news: 243 people killed and at least 423 injured at CAS Halloween beer fest last night. Initial reports conclude that some sort of powerful hallucinogen was released on the population causing people to see others as ghouls. Infected persons ran high fevers and attacked anyone they saw as a threat. Many of the deaths and injuries were due to people defending themselves from the perceived threat of ghouls. Lone star police denounce this Halloween prank as mass murder and are reported to be seeking the culprits for terroristic acts against the country. Two men were picked up in by Lone star in relation to the charges and are being held for an undetermined period of time as terrorists. Both men are employees of Tombstone beers Inc. The two men’s names are being withheld at this time.
And a flash back…
*Why ju wan do dat Coyote…ok fine me ask* Whiskey Slim who has been has been sitting in the corner of Smokes apartment working diligently on his Halloween costume. Gigantic bunny ears for those of you who are interested in what a troll is going to dress up as for the upcoming Holiday. Slim is trying very hard to ignore Smoke and Teejay and their Honeymoon behavior, and exceptionally happy that their friend Daniel had dropped by for a visit.
Slim interjects him into whatever conversation is going on at the time probably something about vanilla or syrup. You never can tell in this place. "Hey ju guys, um Coyote him wanta know if ju wanta do favor fo dis guy him know?"
Daniel is lounging around, mostly, and still is not quite used to the Troll's literal talking to Coyote. But such is the way of Shamanism, that he can deal with it in a way many others simply can't. "Depends on what the favor is," he says, taking his eyes off of the tablet computer he'd been looking at.
Smoke looks up from his desk, "Yeah what kind of favor are we talking about?" He looks over his notes and then tucks them in his desk. "I could use some work." He taps out a cigarette.
"Coyote say him talk dis guy who…who wants find somebody to make Halloween bes eva. Les for anyone, who drink tombstone beer, cause it him favorite beer…he say if we wanta work dis guy him will pay…wha dat… oh him is bio doc…him will pay edder cash or in bio…How da frag ju know wha bio is Coyote…blah blah blah ju act like ju so 'mart all time…Any way, if we wana job we meet guy to ju know work out detail."
TeeJay has just arrived with a steaming cup of coffee from the stairs, holding it carefully at the handle. She usually doesn't stray up here too often, and if she does, she makes her stays short usually. "Bio, ya say?” comes from her. "A job for bio… interesting…" She mutters a little to herself as she walks on over to the desk, places down the cup for Smoke, and reaches up to brush over his shoulder.
Smoke takes the cup in hand and smiles at TeeJay, "Thanks lady, might be a good sorta job." He looks back over at Flying Stone and shrugs, then looks at Whiskey again, "So lemme get this right, some guy is planning a Halloween party and needs a special beer? We gonna steal a whole semi truck or something?" He takes a drink of the coffee. "I think I am in already too, I need money badly."
"Now… what an excuse for a job is that… stealing BEER?” TeeJay goes, leans against the desk and folds her arms in front of her chest. She eyes over to Whiskey. "Coyote, is he tellin' us everythin… there's more to that beer, neh?"
Slim converses with Coyote in hushed tones over in the corner then turns back towards the group "Coyote goin make meet fo us den we go when we get message." Slim says raising one eyebrow at Teejays question "How me pose know what guy wan, ju hear everyting Coyote haf say jus like me. Now we wait"
Daniel leans back again, waiting for the Troll to get on with information. For his own part, Daniel doesn't leave the Towers without being ready for things. Maybe not ready for everything, but he has all that he needs in a pinch to get by. "As long as it's not too close to sunrise. Night security tends to ask questions when I show up later than usual. Drink too much at the bar? Get lost on the way back? That kind of thing."
Smoke waits and sips coffee and smokes, watching TeeJay some and waiting for coyote.
"Maybe there's some beer in for us… and… besides… never know when ya can need a bio doc to owe ya one big…” she mutters, nodding her head in acceptance. A short side-glance at Smoke, as she observes his reaction to her coffee brewing efforts.
Whiskeys phone rings and he listens for a couple of seconds then nods his head unless you have cyber hearing you hear bzbzbbzbzbzbbz "Ok we meet ju a da Red Rock Dinner." bzbzbbzbzb "Yeah me know where at, 30 minutes." bzbzbbzbbz <ClICK> Since everyone is ready, off to the Red Rock they go.
"Now we lookin fo some little Asian guy. Coyote him say guy name Dr. Tran…me mean Mr. J" Slim looks around the dinner till he sees a little oriental man who seems very young sitting in a corner booth. He seems to be talking into a phone you overhear him as you walk up "Why don't you shut up before I action hero kick your ass…oh hey my meeting is here I got to go…just go for a drive grandma and try not to run over any little boys. <CLICK>
Seeing that the Red Rock isn't that far away Smoke suggests Whiskey drive again since that worked out well last time. He enters the diner and looks around carefully, having met Johnsons here before in the distant past. "I'm not that good at talking, but I will nod a lot." He pushes TeeJay in front of him.
TeeJay groans. "Now… would you just /stop/ pushing me around like that… I ain't much of a talker, either… Hey… I'm only here because someone needs to watch that bony ass of yours or you'll just stir shit, end up hurt and will be of no use to me anymore…", she complains, not minding who might overhear her ranting. She pulls up the zip of her jacket a little more, to appear a little bit more decent and professional. And the sunglasses are pushed up to end up as a hair barrette.
Daniel rolls his eyes at Smoke's silent approach to job meetings. Not that his own is much different, but… still. "I'll talk if it makes the two of you feel better," Daniel offers, "But we'll be here for hours if he doesn't answer my questions satisfactorily."
"Boney?" Smoke mutters something about "Pancakes." and then nods to Flying Stone, "I just don't try to get better prices because I screw that up." He reaches over and takes an ashtray off the counter as they pass to tap in. "And questions are good. I have been hung out to dry a few times."
Dr Tran I mean Mr. J waits expectantly for them to all sit down before he leans over the table and says in a hushed tone all business like. "Ok here is the deal. Coyote tells me that you can pull this off. What I want is for Tombstone beer to be the best beer this year at the Denver Halloween beer fest. But for them to do that they need a special ingredient. That special…additive is in the briefcase under the table which if you take also has the specs for the brewery and the location. If you succeed there is also a contact number for how to arrange a meet with me for payment that or you can talk to Coyote and he can get you back in contact with me. If this is acceptable I will give you say 120k in cash or bioware" Dr. Tran then leans back "Any questions?"
"I very much assume that this special… additive… I dun' even wanna think about what it is… ain't causin' permanent harm to consumers?” TeeJay asks, arching one brow as she leans forward and onto the table curiously.
Daniel is quiet for a moment, just Looking at the man. Different from just normal looking. Smoke will recognize the difference, to be sure. It seems as though he is looking through Tran/J. "Additives?" is all he says, and carefully watches the man's Aura for any little fluctuations in it.
Smoke sees Flying Stone being wary and internally agrees. But instead of checking out Tran he watches the room casually, making certain there is no funny business afoot, like watcher sprits or magical listeners. Outwardly he appears to just be smoking and semi aloof.
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Intelligence vs TN 5 for "Assensing the room casually":
1 4 4 4 8 10 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Aura Reading vs TN 5 for "Assensing the room casually":
2 5 9 11 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Intelligence vs TN 5 for "Assense the Dude to get a feel on if he's lying when he answers, and all.":
2 3 3 5 5 8 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Aura Reading vs TN 5 for "Assense the Dude to get a feel on if he's lying when he answers, and all. (comp)":
1 3 4 5 = 1 Success
"This will deliver." says Dr. Tran "I am a doctor, I promise." Dr. Tran points his finger down at the table like he is selling something and all announcer like says "This is no hickory smoked horse butthole. This will fuck you up." Then motioning back to himself with both hands continues his sales pitch "Everybody loves Dr. Tran. Everybody loves this stuff it’s like a dickable afternoon. Pure entertainment in a cup." <The man’s aura indicates that he is mundane, and a bit excited but does not have any indications of being nervous like if he was lying. You doubt very much that whatever this stuff is that he has, that it will kill anyone. You also notice the energy of a spirit sitting next to him like something is watching over him. The spirit does not seem malevolent simply there and curious.>"
Smoke peers at the spirit but then looks away, shifting his vision back to the normal to look at TeeJay and Flying Stone, "Well if we are just juicing up beer so he can win a contest that seems pretty okay with me." The native nods and looks around some more.
TeeJay is grumbling discontentedly, her eyes on Smoke for a moment, checking the way he looks at her. He well knows what will happen if he looks at her the wrong way, so she doesn't need to speak out her mind clearly on this issue. Rather, she goes like. "Ya know… call me stupid 'n all… but… why canna that guy juice his own beer if it's about that beer winnin' a contest… don't compute for me… me says there's a catch…"
"She makes a solid point," Daniel says with a bit of a nod towards TeeJay. "Why can't you just do it yourself?"
"I am a real doctor, I am not some five year old" says Dr Tran "I can kill my own mother with a lawn chair" Dr Tran strikes a pose "Dr Tran is a movie star. 3, 2, 1 Dr. Tran. Dr Tran cannot be seen doing dishonorable things, like changing his favorite beer with special bio ingredients."
TeeJay pages: does that guy look like he often gives out jobs often?
You paged TeeJay with 'TeeJay: Nope you are pretty sure this is a personal job for this guy he is no J'.
"Now… okay… you know… what about this…", TeeJay offers, leans back in her chair and crosses her arms. "I ain't poisonin' anyone… wait… that's not quite right… I ain't poisoning no one for no reason… more like it… so… if ya want me in, there's an easy way to prove the stuff ain't harmin' no one. We'll order ya some beer, you pour a droplet of your magic stuff into it… and we'll watch ya drink it… if it just makes the beer better…"
Whiskey Slim sits in the booth opposite of Dr. Tran. He is also not good at the whole talking negotiating thing and seems to be in a deep conversation with Coyote about the differences between beers. He does look up long enough to say "If ju guys tink good deal me go too."
Smoke quirks his brow at the quirky little man. "Yeah, so how much is this venture gonna pay? Do you we gotta break into some facility and put the stuff in a vat?" He looks at TeeJay, "That is not a bad idea."
Daniel just nods in agreement with the others. "Sounds good, Otherwise we might have to use other methods. And those are just in bad form to use on employers," he says, grinning a little evil grin.
Dr Tran raises an eyebrow "the whole thing is air activated, opening the container previous to insertion will cause the chemical process to begin. That would destroy the sample before altering the chemistry of the beer not to mention the <insert lots of bio techno jargon that unless you have biotech 8+ you will not understand but basically comes down to one "drop is way more than should be placed in one beer"> "That and it will keep your Hickoma from spoiling in a hot climate. This is like coke for Leland, Coke is vitamins for Leland."
Dr Tran say "For your trip to the toy store I will give you each 30k in cash or in bioware."
«Plot» Smoke says, "Stealthily I am gonna take a step back and while appearing to still look around I am going to mind probe this guy. What is his Willpower?"
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Stealth:
2 2 3 5
«Plot» Whiskey Slim says, " willpower 4"
«OOC» Daniel says, "Smoke's magic is what?"
«OOC» Smoke says, "11"
«OOC» Daniel says, "TN will be 15-force to notice he's casting it."
«OOC» Smoke says, "F6"
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Sorcery + 2 (totem) + Sorcery Pool: 4 vs TN 5 for "TN4+1BGcount F6 Mind Probe":
1 1 2 2 3 3 5 5 5 5 7 9 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Willpower + 5 (Ally) + Sorcery Pool: 4 vs TN 3 for "Soaking S":
1 1 1 2 2 2 2 3 3 4 4 5 5 5 5 7 = 9 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Intelligence for "Do I notice the casting? Astral eyes are still on!":
1 1 1 2 3 17
«Auto-Judge[]» TeeJay (#585) rolls Intelligence vs TN 9:
1 2 3 4 5 5 = 0 Successes
You paged Smoke with 'The target wants to put the additive in the beer, he is pretty sure that the additive will increase the potency of the beer, there may be side effects he is unsure as it has not really had a scientific testing on human or meta human subjects just his rat Leland. Dr Tran sometimes hears an announcer man in his head telling him how cool he is. Dr Tran is afraid of roosters.'.
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls 8 vs TN 9 for "Dr. Tran noticing a spell being cast.":
1 1 4 5 5 5 9 17 = 2 Successes
Smoke nods to himself, "I think this guy is on the level. Just something about it seems pretty okay. Let’s take the job folks." Smoke says to the group.
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Intelligence vs TN 5 for "What spell it be?":
2 2 3 5 8 13 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Aura Reading vs TN 5 for "Spell?":
1 1 1 4 = 0 Successes
«OOC» Daniel know.
Smoke pages: Smoke tries to play it off pretty mellow, the promise of money outweighing possible side effects, plus the guy seems just crazy crazy but some employers are like that.
"I dun no… ya know… the only thing that allures me about the job is that I like biotech guys owing me favors…", TeeJay admits plainly, and at the last part, she arches a brow cheekily at Smoke. "Well… if you're in, I'm in anyway… I wanna be there to witness when ya manage to get shot…"
Smoke squints at her, "I am not gonna get shot. Quit jinxing me." His voice is a low whisper.
After a moment or two, Daniel nods and blinks as he does so. When his eyes are open, he's no longer doing the thousand-yard stare he was a moment ago. "So it seems?" he asks, and nods again. "Yes, so it does. I suppose that I am in, as well. Discussion of payment specifics afterwards?" he asks, just to confirm.
Dr Tran looks harshly at Smoke "Dr. Tran has a PhD in kicking your ASS so you better stop what you are doing before Dr Tran turns you into a pretzel and eats you with cheese sauce. If you want the job say yes. Cause America has called and needs saving." Dr. Tran stands up like he is getting ready to leave. The briefcase is still under the table
Smoke gives a head nod to TeeJay to grab the briefcase. "You get to carry the dangerous stuff lady." He looks back at Tran and holds his arms up briefly in mock surrender. "Me…who me? I'll save America Mr. Dr. Tran person, it’s all good." He blinks a few times, clearing all the weird crap outta his thoughts.
TeeJay looks less than enthusiastic about the job she is given, but she after a grumble, she mutters. "Yes…" And it seems like she was about to add some words behind that, but quickly stops herself from doing so. "… once again women carry the world's burden…"
Daniel quirks an eyebrow at Tran's reaction to the magic, but then just shrugs. People have been known to notice such things, and it's not like the spell was a minor casting. "As long as the cred at the end is good, everything will be fine," he says.
Dr. Tran leaves the building secure in the knowledge that Leland loves his vapor trails and that his favorite beer will win at the local Halloween fest brew off now that his action hero team has been sent on its mission.
Whiskey Slim and Coyote continue talking till Dr Tran walks out the door. Then he turns to Smoke and the others. "Me no know bout ju guys but me t'ink dat guy him haf a screw loose or somfin. Anyhows we wants go somewhere an make us some plans or somfin?"
TeeJay is clinging to the suitcase she has been given care of, with both arms wrapped around it. She wrinkles her nose as she nods to Whiskey. "'f you ask me that guy's tried some serious shit on himself and ended that way… makes a loaf of bread look like a professor…"
Smoke nods to Whiskey, "Maybe we can just go get in your truck and talk about it and do it tonight?" He takes a drink of coffee from an empty table that hasn't been bussed yet. The satisfaction of cold and bitter soycaffe making him smile.
Daniel shrugs slightly and looks at the others. "I didn't notice anything wrong with his mind, but I only glanced at his spirit," he says, and barely keeps himself from blanching at the sight of Smoke drink someone else's stuff. "Wherever you prefer," he answers Whiskey.
"Da truck it is den" Slim says as he gets up and moves towards the door pausing for a second to snag the half a piece of bacon and one left over pancake off the same table Smoke took coffee from seeming completely unconcerned.
Smoke swipes his credstick on the way out, tipping the Red Rock folks for their time and complimentary food bar. He smiles at Vera, "You take care lady. We'll be back for breakfast." He grins at TeeJay, "And this time you order your own pancakes, I am getting skinny since you eat half my meal."
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) spends 500 nuyen for "Tips and Amerindian hospitality at the Red Rock".
TeeJay grins back at Smoke. "If you want more of your pancakes, you'll have to earn it…", she teases, arching her brows as she slides out of her seat and follows behind the shaman, still holding her suitcase tight. "Girl needs her treats, after all… so I canna just share your stuff with you…"
Daniel sighs, but follows the others on out. "I hope the truck is sizable enough for the little envoy of minor allies I'm sure will be called on," he says, and then glances Whiskey over. "Actually, I'm pretty sure it will be."
The team goes outside and gets into Whiskeys GMC Bulldog. It is amazingly immaculate inside the van. Everything has a place and is in its spot, it is pretty obvious that Slim may sleep inside the van from time to time as there are emergency rations, camping gear and even a mini fridge inside the van. No living amenities by any means but probably better than sleeping on the street when Slim is not staying at someone else’s house. There is even a little doggie bed in the back for Coyote.
Whiskey turns on the radio and starts the vans engine. While everyone else gets in, he messes with the controls. A woman’s voice says "Please input destination." The doors slide shut once everyone is inside and the van eases out onto the road safely waiting for traffic so it can merge. Whiskey flips through some music till he finds some drums and chanting which make the window vibrate."So how we do dis?" Slim says to the group.
Smoke settles into his seat and looks at Teejay, "Well lady, open that briefcase and let’s see where this place is." He cracks the window and pulls out his pack of cigarettes. He initially doesn't light one, waiting to see if there is a surprise in the case.
TeeJay wraps her arms tighter around the suitcase, and grins. "Nah.. it's mine…", she teases, chuckles for a moment but finally gives in and fiddles around on the locks. Leaning against the car's inner side wall comfortably, she pulls open the suitcase, so it faces away from her, of course. If something blows up in there, she wouldn't want to sit in the line of fire…
"I think there'd be better ways of taking us out than a secret bomb in a briefcase," Daniel says, grinning at the overly cautious nature of the others. But Paranoia is what makes the shadows go round, and the man does slide a bit further away from it. Not that it will help, being inside a vehicle, and all that.
BOOM goes the drums on the sound system. The briefcase however opens with barely a noise. There is a metal cylinder that looks something like a locking thermos, a data chip that probably has the layout of the brewery on it, and a card that says "If lost please return to Dr Tran and associates at <insert random address suite 4B>.
Slim watches the going ons in the rearview mirror and contemplates and not for the last time that maybe he should actually learn how to drive.
Smoke squints over TeeJay's shoulder for a moment and then sits back to light his cigarette. He blows the smoke out the crack in the window. "There’s gonna be guards, we should really stealth this one. I mean, it is sorta a secret mission. If there are dead guards they might shut the brewery down and then Dr. Tran doesn't get to win his contest."
"If there's gonna be guards, there's not a whole lot of them gonna be there… I mean… come on… this is a frackin' brewery…", TeeJay contemplates aloud, narrows her eyes as she leans forward. "Where is it anyway… I mean… we could also drive some distraction outside to get those guards' attention… dependin' on where that is… ya know… the usual shit… traffic accident right in front of the door… bomb threat in the office building across the street and some fellas go in, disguised as bomb squad specialists that keep talkin' to them guards about them havin' to leave the building, while some other sneaks past 'em… or just splits off the group… Slim could walk in and seduce them for some hot and kinky action with him and Coy…"
Seeing no one else going for it, Daniel picks up both the chip and the business card, slotting the former into his Pocket Secretary, and slipping the latter into a secure pocket on his duster. "Lets see what we have here," he mumbles, skimming the document at first, and then reviewing it much more closely the second time through.
The chip has a layout of the brewery, security does not look very intense just a three man unit that looks more like EMTs in case someone fall down on the job. One guard post at the gate to let people in and an electric fence that runs the perimeter to keep out vagrants. Cameras cover the entire building and Work is around the clock so you will probably be noticed if you are not an employee and in the correct area. Looks like you will need to make it past the guard post or in a back door, up some steal stairs dump your "additive" into the main brewing tank then get out. Looks like either stealth or deception is going to have to be the way of it cause if you get found out they would probably flush the system and then start brewing again. This after they call the cops on you and have you chased off or arrested.
Smoke taps his ash out the window and waits for Flying Stone to tell them what the skinny is. He's getting his work thinking head on now. His hand goes into his jacket to check his clips for the pistol. "I have gels for my pistol." He mutters to himself, "Distraction would be good though, rather do it really clean."
"Guards, cameras, electric fence," Daniel says, pointing at various places on the little digital map. "Not a lot of people, though, and they're not exactly heavily armed. Non-lethal appears to be a viable option." He takes careful care to look for any listed magical security that may be in place.
"Urm… ex-queeze me, mister… this is about revampin' some beer… non-lethal is the /only/ option…", TeeJay interjects, looking at Daniel sharply. Yes, she does have her principles. Not overly many, but some.
The only magic security that Daniel can find is the magical effervescence that is created by the religious wedding of hops and barley that give birth to our most deadly of sins. Tombstone beer…
"I mean if the drek hits the fan," Daniel clarifies. "They won't bring assault rifles or combat shotguns if we trip any alarms, so we won't need to, either." He looks to the others. "Suggestions? There's not many of them. We may be able to slip in and out if no one spots us on any monitors."
"Well lets head to the address then, park about a block away or so and take a look." Smoke says, "Lots of ways to go over fences, and trick cameras. Maybe TeeJay can play a hooker and Whiskey plays the troll pimp and distracts the guards at the gatehouse. Stone and I go in and do the adding?"
«Plot» Whiskey Slim says, "The van moves to within two blocks of the brewery"
"Ju bedder get me, me money…ju an ju slutty little mouth." Slim says while looking in the rearview mirror *Coyote ju know where me put me pimp hat…what ju mean it ju pimp hat…nuhu me haf too…hey jus cause ju pay for it no make it no real…yeah well maybe me tell Alice where ju was las weekend, wha ju t'ink bout dat…hey watch it me is driving here."
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 6 vs TN 6 for "fashion f6 to be a pimp":
1 2 2 3 3 4 4 5 7 9 10 13 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Willpower vs TN 4 for "L stun":
1 1 2 4 5 5 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 6 vs TN 4 for "physical mask F5":
1 1 2 2 3 4 4 4 5 7 9 11 = 7 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Willpower vs TN 3 for "M stun":
2 5 8 9 11 11 = 5 Successes
Slim fiddles around in the front seat and changes his clothes and his face to make him fit the persona of "Eddie" Superfly pimp daddy troll. Much more African in appearance than American Indian. Slim stretches and pops his neck and jaw. "Pimp daddy Eddie Superfly is ready to play the only game the Man has left us to play. But pimpin is easy when you are this pretty."
Cut screen to TeeJay all slutted up walking around the corner of a building going along the side walk on the far side of the street. Slim follows her around the corner wearing a white pimp suit and boots with goldfish in the heels. He yells at her "Hey, BITCH were da fuck is you goin wit my money. Get your little slut ass back here. You gots work to do."
Yes, TeeJay is dressed very much the act, stilettos, mini skirt, bolero jacket that only hides what needs to be hidden by law. She's quick to set one foot in front of the other, making some distance on Slim who is following at a cool-as-an-ice-cube stride. "Nah… you know what… I'm DONE with you…", she shouts back at him, one hand reaching up to the faked black eye to touch it and try to act up a wince. She looks around, for where there is someone who could protect her from this hell spawn of fake pimp, preferably someone being a guard at a certain brewery.
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Centering vs TN 3 for "F4 spirit, reduce them TNs, yo!":
1 2 2 13 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Conjuring + 2 (Totem) - 2 (Drain!) vs TN 5 for "F4 City Spirit!":
1 3 3 3 5 15 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Charisma + 2 (Drain Help) vs TN 4 for "4M drain!":
2 3 3 4 5 5 8 14 = 5 Successes
«Plot» Daniel says, "Spirit Service: Manifest (1) and confuse guards who look at the hooker/pimp act into believing it's real! (2)"
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Conjuring + 2 (totem) vs TN 6 for "+1 Bgcount F5 Mist Spirit":
1 1 2 4 4 5 5 11 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Conjuring + 2 (totem) - 1 vs TN 6 for "+1 Bgcount F5 Mist Spirit kp1":
1 3 5 5 5 5 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Conjuring + 2 (totem) - 1 vs TN 6 for "+1 Bgcount F5 Mist Spirit kp3":
1 3 3 3 3 11 15 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Charisma + 5 (Ally) vs TN 5 for "Soaking M Drain":
1 1 2 2 2 4 4 5 8 8 10 = 4 Successes
«Plot» Smoke says, "F5 Mist Spirit 1 to manifest. 2 Concealment on Flying Stone and Smoke. 3rd held"
«OOC» Whiskey Slim says, "kk so that’s F4 confusion on the guards and an F5conceal on you guys right?"
Smoke watches with Flying Stone while the others prep the distraction. He silently calls on the Mist Spirit he often uses and then as it forms above him he says, "Thank you Migwitka, tonight you will be concealing both me and my native friend here, his name is Flying Stone. There may or may not be another service I will ask of you." The spirit just looks like filmy vapors in the air, vaguely feminine in form.
«OOC» Smoke says, "Yes"
«OOC» Whiskey Slim says, "kk I am not sure there are really rules for this so Teejay give me an etiquette roll for selling the reality of the situation"
«OOC» Whiskey Slim says, "or charisma"
«OOC» Smoke says, "Some people have acting and yeah maybe charisma"
«OOC» Whiskey Slim says, "add comp dice anything that seems appropriate"
«OOC» Daniel says, "Negotiation would also apply."
«OOC» Whiskey Slim says, "I could see that negotiation has a fast talk specialization."
Daniel, a shaman with definite hints of Amerindian in his features, suddenly starts out chanting in Latin? "Provokare Urbanum Genium," Or something like that (so sue me for not paying attention in that class… I'm still researching, here!). And then, due to the proximity of the beer factory, a little drunken man appears. He even hiccups. Daniel does not look pleased. "Alright, you need to help these two," he points at Whiskey and Tee Jay, "Fill in their roles. You will do such by confusing anyone working in this building," he points to the factory," into believing such a thing. Vapor and I are not to be targets of your powers."
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Charisma for "convince guards he is a pimp":
2 3 5 9 9
«Auto-Judge[]» TeeJay (#585) rolls Charisma:
2 4 4 5 11 17
«Auto-Judge[]» TeeJay (#585) rolls Psychology:
1 1 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Stealth:
1 2 4 5
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Stealth for "Sneakiness!":
1 5 9 11
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls 3 vs TN 16 for "to notice invisible mages with a spirit concealing them sneaking in on the video cameras while Cinnamon and Superfly put on a show.":
2 3 3 = 0 Successes
«Plot» Whiskey Slim says, "Whiskey, and Teejay have more successes that guards have int and guards fail to notice Smoke and Daniel.
Slim watches as Teejay runs up to the guard shack he follows to within yelling distance but refuses to go onto their property "Cinnamon you get your ass back over here you dig." he makes a motion back down the road like he is pointing at something "Those johns won't blow themselves, you got debts slut. Your tits, cost a fortune and you still got to pay that off. You think those clothes you wear or your apartment is free. fuck no get your ass over here." One of the guards starts to move towards Slim not really aggressively just trying to get between the hot girl and the troll.
The Guard says "Hey why don't you leave the girl alone" Slim looks down at the Guard "Dabo jack, kick back." Slim leans back and away arms out and in plain sight "Hey man, Eddie Superfly, got no beef with you. You want my girl, you got to pay. You dig?" Slim "Superfly" leans back in and makes the universal sign for money with his fingers.
Both other guards come out of the guard room to watch the show, that or maybe help if well …yeah Joe might be on his own vs. a troll but the sure want to see it before they have to call the cops.
"Those clothes I wear…", TeeJay shouts back at Slim, reaching to the flaps of her bolero jacket that barely hides much of her over-tanned skin. She's got black hair at the moment. Dark brown eyes, Having some of that southern flair, and right now, TeeJay is moving behind that guard that's been stepping forward as her guard, whimpers into his ear. "Don't let that animal get me… Please…"
Smoke then starts looking at the fence. "Should easy." He steps back and casts levitate on Flying Stone. As soon as the spell takes he himself steps up into the air, like he's walking on solid ground. He takes care to keep to the shadows.
Daniel, being a City Shaman… and one who focuses on Illusion and Detection at that… well, this is what he does. He moves around the back of the building quietly, trusting in the ability of a crazy troll to distract a building's guards for a few minutes. The help of the city spirit is nice, too. "Alright, should we go invisible, then? Guards being distracted won't keep us off of video logs…"
Smoke nods, "Yeah, Invis and I levitate you." He looks like he's concentrating rather hard.
«OOC» Smoke says, "Is it +2 Tn for having a spirit up?"
«OOC» Daniel says, "No. It will be +2 for me having to cast it on two people with no foci, though."
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 1 (Totem) vs TN 5 for "Invisible, the Smoke?":
2 3 5 5 5 5 8 = 5 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Willpower vs TN 3 for "3M Drain!":
2 5 5 8 8 8 = 5 Successes
«Plot» Daniel says, "Sorry, F4 spell."
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 5 + 5 (Ally) vs TN 5 for "+1 bgcount Levitation F4 on Daniel":
1 2 2 3 3 3 3 4 4 4 5 5 7 11 15 21 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Centering vs TN 5 for "Reduce them TNs!":
1 2 4 5 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 1 (Totem) vs TN 7 for "Invisible, the Daniel?":
1 2 3 4 5 7 11 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 1 (Totem) - 2 (successes) vs TN 7 for "Invisible, the Daniel? (kp 1)":
3 3 3 5 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 1 (Totem) - 2 (successes) vs TN 7 for "Invisible, the Daniel? (kp 3?)":
2 3 4 5 17 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Sorcery + 1 (Totem) - 3 (successes) vs TN 7 for "Invisible, the Daniel? (kp 6?!)":
3 4 5 11 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 3 + 2 (Manip Focus) + 2 (Totem) vs TN 4 for "Soaking +2M":
1 1 3 3 4 4 5 5 5 8 8 9 10 10 = 10 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Daniel (#7693) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 3 vs TN 5 for "Resist 3M Drain (+2 cause of sustaining, and all)":
1 4 4 5 5 5 8 10 10 = 6 Successes
«Plot» Daniel says, "Ahem… F4 invisibility, 5 successes on Smoke, 4 Successes on Daniel, no Drain!"
«Plot» Smoke says, "Daniel is Levitating nicely as well."
Smoke lifts them across the street and up over the fence, just a ways down from the security shack. They are quiet the magically wrapped pair. Once over the fence Smoke keeps them just off the ground, being careful and they float toward the Brewery House Door.
Daniel simply nods, and gets back to chanting a bit more in Latin (I totally forgot to research invisible… guess I'll add it to the list of words to look up), and his features take on a somewhat sharper image, with his eyes beginning to glow a dull white. His ears appear to elongate, though nothing as long as an elf's might, and his canines look a bit sharper, and slightly extended. And then, as soon as those features began to melt over his normal face, he and smoke simply vanish.
"Eddie" looks down at the guard who is standing in front of him. "Look, I know it's a rotten game, but it's the only one The Man left us to play.” he says as he closes his hands together then moves them back palms out trying to be non threatening "You want to play knight in shining armor that’s cool by me Jack. But it’s going to cost you. 100yen and you can have her for an hour. no questions asked."
Switching his attention over the guards head "Animal, baby…yeah you know how I like it." he makes some hip thrusting motions with his hand out like he is fucking her from behind then a little yipping noise like a dog. "Come on Baby. Don't argue with me, I am trying to give you a chance."
Smoke gets them to the door and looks at it carefully, it’s just a regular employee door as far as he can tell. He slips his hardliner gloves on and opens it, hoping the guards are distracted back the other way. He holds it open long enough for Stone to pass through and then enters the Brewery Hall himself. Very carefully he takes out the thermos canister and hands it to Stone, then heads toward the huge copper tank.
Distracted as he is by holding two spells active at once, Daniel still has enough wits about him to keep an eye out for any unmentioned guards. He has enough mana held in reserve that he is ready to lash out should it be needed, though the headache and nose bleed such a casting might cause would be annoying, to say the least. Then he gets the container. Which means Smoke is on lookout while he goes about dumping it into the tank. "Now, where is the damned lid to put this in," he mumbles to himself.
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Intelligence for "Is it easy to figure out with instructions from Dr. Tran? He's a real doctor!":
2 2 3 4 4 5
A young man listing to music on some ear buds seems to be getting ready to dump hops into the mash looks up and notices the door open. Not seeing anyone because of the exceptionally awesome improved invisibility spell. Hey yells "Hey Paulie that damn door blew open again when the hell are they going to fix that." He sets down the hops and starts be bopping towards the door singing off key to himself.
Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes
Oh no, There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon … in me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up
Come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me…
Joe the guard has his super shock taser out, not really ready to go there but just in case. He kind of motions towards "Eddie" with it and says "Go on we don't want no trouble here, and you look like trouble. I am not going to give you any money for her. But I am not going to let you come on the property either. So back off or we will have to call the cops."
Slim "Eddie" makes sure that he is not making any aggressive moves and backs off the side walk even backing up across the street. Hey yells over at "Cinnamon", "This how you going to do me Baby, You going to fuck with my money."He keeps walking backwards "You better get to work and get me my money or I will put that little girl of yours to work, I bet the boys would like to break her sweet ass in." He cocks his head to the side "But you know that’s the way of the world, daughters paying for their parents transgressions."
TeeJay lets her jaw drop. "You leave your dirty hands off Cindy… she's only EIGHT, frack it…" She has her hands on the guard's shoulder, digs her fingers into it like she was all tensing up. She stands there for a moment, turning to the other guard with big, help-seeking eyes. Swallows deeply, then lets her hands off Joe's shoulders. "Okay… okay… just… don't… she's but a kid… she deserves better than this…" And she steps to the side, making an overacted drama of being about to hand herself into the fangs of the daemon. Trying to look good while doing so, too, of course.
One of the guards, his name tag says Johnny Walker, puts his hand on "Cinnamons" shoulder "you shouldn't say with him. You should get your kid and run. There is no reason to put you or your daughter through that."
The other guard, his name tag reads Sinclair Drake, thumps Johnny on the back of the head and says "Hey, don't get involved dude it’s not our concern just leave the hooker be. You ain't going to get in that bitchs pants for free whether she is with that big fragging troll or not." Sinclair sneers at "Cinnamon" and spits on the ground "Go on back to your pimp, slut, that’s probably the best life a girl like you will ever have."
TeeJay stops at the hand on her shoulder holds her, and she turns. Trying to squint her eyes, but doesn't quite manage to press out a tear. But she tries to put on her miserable-look nonetheless. "I… I ain't putting her… he's got her… snagged her on her way to school…" She swallows deep. "I mean… just 'cause we're SINless doesn't make us rightless…" And she throws an accusing glance at Drake. She presses her lips together for a moment, thinks. Then decides to deal a striking blow to that evil dick of Drake. She reaches out with a hand, brushes over his cheek. "You're a cutie-pie, you know that…", she mutters. Inhales deeply and shouts over to Slim. "I'll be comin… but first I'm gotta give this one the time of his life… damn… no one ever stands up for me… this one's special…" And she swallows once more, deeply, losing herself in the heartbreaking drama she's making up. And with big brown eyes she looks into Walker's, her voice now turning whimpery. "I… don't have anything else to give… but…"
"Eddie" has back up all the way to the other side of the street where he is waiting expectantly tapping his foot. Noticing a smudge on one of his shoes he picks his foot up and wipes it off. "Damn what’s taking this ho so long, she better not be giving out more freebies" he mumbles to himself while watching the three guards.
Joe is obviously feeling much safer with the large troll on the other side of the street makes a big sigh of relief and starts moving back towards the guard shack he motions towards the other two guards "Thanks for having my back there guys, good to know that the TWO of you could handle the cute girl while I get stuck with a freaking troll."
Drake makes a rude gesture at Joe. "We had your back it’s not like we ran and hide in the bathroom or something." then turning he also starts moving towards the guard shack. "So what you going to do this weekend Joe, you want to come over and play some cards, the wife is gone we could get together play some poker, drink some beer hell Johnny can invite his new friend over" Sinclair makes a thumb gesture towards "Cinnamon" then says "I am sure she would be a good time while the wife is gone"
Johnny makes sad eyes at "Cinnamon" and say "you know I got a sister who lives outside of town it’s a safe place, she has kids too, about the same age as your daughter. They run a woman’s shelter if you need help call them the number is 1800….
Daniel, his mind open to the spirit world, gives a look to Smoke, and nods towards the young man walking towards the escape route. He quirks an eyebrow, almost asking what should be done, while he points a hand at the worker. There is a faint hint of power that ripples through Daniel's body while he pushes the energy to the end of the limb, in case it comes to another spell. He holds off, though, in case Smoke has a better idea.
Smoke looks at Daniel and slowly shakes his head, holding his fist up signaling him to hold and be patient. He holds the levitation steady and waits.
TeeJay leans forward and places a gentle, tender kiss on Johnny's cheek, making sure to at least give him some feeling of what he's missing out on. Some small reward. "You're a good guy… and I'm too bad a girl for you…", she mutters at him. "… but I'll keep your offer in mind…" Slowly, almost reluctant, she pulls back, brushes her hand down along his arm, then turns to trot after Eddie. Two steps away from him, she stops. Turns once more, to look at Johnny with a sad look on her face.
And then, just like that, Daniel's clouded thoughts actually notice the opportunity. While the man is walking away from the vat, Daniel signals to Smoke to move him closer to it. He's already opening the thermos, getting ready to pour the contents into the vat.
Smoke nods and moves Flying Stone closer to the vat so he can do his thing. He takes care to move the other shaman carefully. His eyes pay close attention to the young man and the timing needed to get Daniel in place.
The pungent smell of cooking beer fills the room. The door to the mash cooker is open and unattended. The young man throws down with some swing dancing as he crosses the floor towards the door. still singing to himself
Ooh ah ah ah ah!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up
Come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Mad-ness has now come over me
Mean while the three guards watch as Teejay twitches her tight little ass across the street. Johnny seems to be getting a load of shit from Sinclair and Joe. Man if one of these guys had any idea what they had actually been dealing with they might not be so glib about how Johnny should have got that girls number since he was too much of a pussy to ever get a girl that he did not pay for…but most of their conversation is lost on the wind as "Eddie" grabs "Cinnamon" and makes a motion to give her the back of his hand. Then pulling the slap he points on down the road for her to get to walking. As she moves past him he slaps her on the ass. Then steps in behind her with a cool pimp man walk…slow…kick back jack…never let the man get you down
The wind blows a farewell down the street trash and leaves blowing in a little cyclone. Somewhere down the block a Coyote howls giving the guards a shiver. They watch the two walk off leaving them to buzzing of the electric lights a full moon and crisp autumn wind at their backs.
Making sure the dude's not watching… can't have him see stuff being dumped in the vat from nowhere, now can we?… Daniel upends the thermos. He holds it upside down, and shakes it a bit to make sure that all of the additive is emptied. Then he gestures for Smoke to levitate them out the door. Hopefully, before worker dude slams it shut.
Levitating up and over the rail Smoke and Daniel watch the beer glow green for a second and a wisp of smoke almost like dry ice flows out of the container and then it is gone. Over the rail and through the door just seconds before the young man gets to the door, they slide through just a coat tail before he shuts the door mumbling something about how they need to fix some shit around here. Then up into the air and over the fence they fly headed for the rendezvous. They also hear a Coyote howling in the distance.
The young man closes the door behind our two little ghosts, never even knowing that they were there. he heads back down the steps to the mash cooker. Paulie the guy he was yelling for before steps into the room "Come on man we got to get this batch brewed and off to bottling before the big Halloween beer fest man no lolly gagging around today like you usually do and for god sakes will you stop smoking on the job." The young man still listening to his tunes doesn’t even respond just grabs the hops and pours.
The three guards step back into the guard house. one of them checks the cameras, yeah nothing going on there just those dumbass kids who brew the beer taking a smoke break. The chatter continues on about what will probably be the highlight of their night "Hot hooker action" and the man we should haves flow.
As she walks away from the brewery and rounds the first corner, TeeJay shakes her head, and it appears like she was shaking the black color from it just like that, for it appears in a blonde tone once again. Just at the same time, her skin seems to change its tone, to now feature a white tigress pattern. She pulls the bolero jacket into a better fit, then turns around and looks up to Slim. "You know… ya really got that pimp attitude… got me all bothered and all… damn… and that guy was somewhat cute, eh?"
Dropping back into his more normal posture "Eddie" shakes his head dismissing the physical mask and returning himself to Whiskey Slim. Almost like pulling the mask off completely changes his whole persona "Me no so good at pimpin TeeJay, me hope me no haf do dat gain. Me was scared dat dem was goin to no believe us and den dem zappy me wit der taser stick. Ju know how much taser stick hurt, dem hurts lots. Den da kickin starts" He pulls out a bottle and takes a slug off it before they get to the van like he is trying to get rid of some old painful memory.
TeeJay just shrugs and watches Slim walk, then holds out her hand demanding at the bottle while muttering. "Ah, I'd let /you/ pimp me out any day…" She chuckles slightly. Once more adjusts the fit of her too-small jacket.
Slim hands the bottle over to TeeJay with a chuckle. The flips his long coat out and pulls her inside towards the comforting wind blockage and body heat of 300+kilos of wall o' troll "Me take good care of ju Teejay, ju is part me tribe now."
TeeJay has no problem snuggling up with the oversized humanoid under his coat, even though he's easily twice her size. Quite precise twice her size, bringing her almost eye-to-eye with little Slim rather than his face. She takes a good sip on the bottle. Yes, if there's one person without reservations against trogs, it might be TJ. She chuckles and reaches around Slims leg, then steps onto his foot, pressing her body into him, so she now is walked, rather than having to walk herself.
Whiskey just keeps walking almost back to that slow pimp walk with Teejay attached to his leg. It doesn’t seem to slow him down much if any. A few moments later they pull up to the van and he clicks the door lock disengaging the security system. "Me lady ju chariot is waitin" Slim says as he looks around for Smoke and Daniel.
TeeJay lets herself be carried, not minding that her head is inches away from where it shouldn't be. Once at the van, though, she lets go and heads into the comfiness of the van, takes another sip from the bottle she had been carried all the time, then hands the booze back to Slim. "I ain't ya lady… dun' think I'm much anyone's 'lady'…", she chuckles and cuddles herself into the warmth of the vehicle.
Slim shrugs as he take the bottle back and take another pull on it. "Maybe me treat ju nice anyway." he says as he shuts the door so she is out of the wind and can stay warm. Whiskey waits watching till Smoke and Daniel show up and get in the van then once everyone is inside he starts the engine and off they go job complete and no apparent problems to be seen…
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