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[The Jester]

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You enter into the node displaying a dark moist tunnel system - round but your unsure if it was tunneled, grown or both. The tunnel seem to pulse alive almost like heart beat - providing a flickering light orbs pulsate between the cracks formed by the motion. as you step forward you feel your foot sick only slightly with a faint squishing sound. Fine smooth tendrils come up from all around and brush lightly over you as you walk down the corridor.

Only a short walk down the tunnel you come to a dead end but it appears as if the tunnel itself seems to "pinch" shut. as you approach it opens into a larger cavern made of the same organic materials. The walls seem to have various alcoves and ridges and the light in the room seems to be better as tumor shaped orbs seem to be attached to various places along the walls, ceiling and floor. Hanging from the center of the room supported by various tendrils is a rather large cluster of moving, pulsing tumors. It seems to resonate no glow but excretes various bits glow balls while constantly regenerating. There are 5 other exits from the room exiting near the upper corners of the room and as you walk the room seems to turn with you. The room is full of small creatures of various shape and size but 2 primary designs stand out:

Crawlers: Crawlers seem to resemble mutated crab/spider hybrid or millipedes scruying about appearing and disappearing into small tunnels that close behind then within the walls themselves or Central Node.

Flyers: These creatures appear as large fleshy beetles. They vary in size from 5-40cm and seem to be collecting various sized glow balls from various tunnels and attaching them onto various parts of the walls. upon closer inspection you notice some of these glow balls hatch into crawlers and others are crawlers returning to the central node to coocoon back into glowing orbs. There also seem to a about half a dozen slighty larger ones hovering around the room with 4-8 small claws and 1-4 tails ending in dangerous looking stingers. These creatures seem like a hybrid between a wasp and a smaller dragon

As you enter the room the opening behind you pinches shut and 1-2 of the larger flying drones seems to turn in your direction. as you step into the room the crawlers seem to create a path away from where you are stepping - the Central Node is hanging about 15ft off the ground attached by various strands of sinew with light pulsating through it. and seems out of reach. As you wander further into the room one of the flying drones comes down near you and begins to buzz and chirp, then seems to just hover and wait for your response. Your reply also seems to be in the same strange language of chirps and buzzes and the creatures flies off and begins to collect various crawlers together and constructs a large glowing cocoon-like node. As it hands you the orb and you stare into it the orb releases small tendrils that lightly brush by your face and images of data appear before you in the orb itself.

You Have Accessed My Journal - Enjoy
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[The Jester]

Dark Muse

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It's been a few weeks since anyone offered me a good run, not a complete problem - it gave me a chance to help Trixxy catch up on a few jobs quicker - we actually got a bonus for competing the mods a week ahead of schedule. Badger rang through one evening regarding a possible job - overlay seemed like a simple case of important people losing something. gonna be meeting up with Badger later tonight at Sally's to get details - guess I better go warm up he truck and let Trixxy know I could need a few days off - although shes awesome like that anyways.
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HOLY WHAT THE SHIT FUCK!!!! now I've seen some screwed up shit in my time - bug spirits and some pretty odd matrix anomalies but god only knows what the hell we got growing down here in the underground. Yeah I met with the Johnson - a fairly important Yakusa Boss. seems his son took a liking to western underground art and booked it. Job seemed good - find kid - bring back alive - get paid. seems the group was last seen in the irk underground down near an abandoned section near the Tacoma Dockyards, Hooked up with my buddy Monty on this one - yeah the elf - but at least I can trust him for 5 minutes alone. after encouraging Monty to cover his head (and ears) with an old shop rag for bandanna we drove underground to see what we could find. a few responses all pointed to the dockyards (now owing Trixxy a good dinner). Left the truck with Trixxy grabbing her Hybrid Buggy and drove towards Tacoma... or what was left of it.

we arrived in the to find a recently built barricade - Monty looked edgy at the sight of the blood splatter then slumped into his Mage Trance. after a few minutes of waiting I grabbed Monty's body (fucker always was heavy for an elf but still had a thin build) and climbed over with my trusty Boom Stick (Optima II Assault Rifle) in my other hand. Monty came to as I approached some unlucky sob - he was cut open like nothing I ever seen an definitely was gonna die. poor bastard let us know some demon thing jumped him and his team and went into the tunnel - confirmed the kids were in there to. gave the guy his gun - cant watch a man die without it. didn't take long to hear gun fire and Monty confirmed something of his realm was wandering around - we had to be quick - told Warp to jump in Gizmo and scout it out - and that when we saw it. A writhing lass of living flesh sculpted into some kind of sick idol - also found the kids - all sitting around doing that magic thing. The shots in the distance slowed - as did the screaming, so I opened up on the thing with some explosive ammo. wasn't hard to miss it but then one of the damn kids exploded (at least Gizmo confirmed non of these kids were the ones we wanted). this is when shit started to get really weird, the kids bloods and some smaller bits began running uphill and blended with the idol thing. worse yet those 4 remaining kids got up and came at us - freaky to since there eyes were carved out. blasted some shots into one of em - but they were pretty damn fast and 2 of em stabbed me. we backed off a bit and kept firing, Warp was told to have fun and began tearing one of em to bits - then that one whose head I blew off got up and started walking to wards us again. I asked Monty if he had any grenades or explosives - I should have assumed at the response and didn't think to pack any myself. I told Monty to run and turned only a second after him - at least that elf was fast - ill give him that. Gizmo seemed to have gotten the zombies attention but then we heard a screech and shuffling on the roof above us - I opened a few blind shotgun round over head and it sounded like a few connected but then Monty stumbled a bit and got tackled. what ever took out those guards jumped Monty - I spun around and saw a black writhing tentale thing latching to some human host. Monty seemed to be fighting it on that other Realm pretty good but that didn't stop me from slamming my gun in its side and firing off a few rounds of buck shot. The demon tentale thing seemed to have departed and much to our luck we found the kid - and form the smell of it he'd been dead a few days now. I sent a message to Warp to get Gizmo the fuck outta there and meet me back at the shop while me and Monty took what was left of the corpse back - and knowing the Yakusa Johnson wouldn't be to pleased about his son. scrambling back to the buggy we wrapped the body in a tarp and attached it to the roof, I then drove faster than I did safe - personally I don't think ill be wanting to go back down there anytime soon.

It seemed like a collective agreement between me and Monty to clean this boy up before contacting Johnson to make the drop. contacted my old buddy Doc Okk to let him know we were coming with a body that needed to be cleaned and prepped all proper like for a funeral - got a response a few minutes later stating we could meet one of his assistants in the basement. took about an hour maneuvering the underground to get to the Renton area after stopping by the shop and swapping for my truck. Met up with one of Doc's boys - a Ghoul from the looks of it and he got a bit wide eyed at our target a good stare and a comment regarding the importance of this bodies complete rebuild. after a few hours of watching him get rebuilt using nano-pastes and paster - I grabbed a nice Japanese cut suit from "The Closet" left behind by some Doe and picked out a decent but cheap caskit - Doc cut me a deal for 500 Nuyen for the box and work - nothing fancy just a dull beige box with average white lining. Thanked the doc for cutting us a deal and left to go surface side - send Johnson a message stating we completed the retrieval and to meet us at Sally's. The Johnson met us out back, I broke the news to him as politely and understanding as I could and gave a brief rundown of what occurred and that he was dead before we got there. didn't go into detail given his state of shock. understandably we didn't get the full 15000 Nuyen each promised - but after seeing the respect we had with his son we got cut 7500 - better than the 5000 at knowing his son was just dead. We got paid and me and Monty went for a quick drink in Sally's before I dropped him off for the night. We both sent Badger a quick 1000 Nuyen each (since he was planning on skimming 5000 form the 15000) with a note of the job was less pay due to target being DOA. he never sent a grumble back so I assume he was happy enough wit the partial pay. Rolled back into the underground for a nice night of just doing nothing and maybe a bit of trid, picked up a 6 pack of synthahol along the way to cheers to another run completed and still alive.

Spent the next few days considering going back to kill that thing we found in the tunnels, but mostly tried to keep my mind on tuning this guys bike. seemed like our local Turf Lords had a new member just pass recent initiation - and needed his bike (which was hot) stripped and rebuilt with some custom looks and paint. pretty standard mods for them, at the normal price of almost nothing - on the flip side we never did have a B&E with them around so it was good good trade off. also didn't forget about my ever lenient land lord and boss, with my recent "extra earnings" took her for some real food at a decent upside restaurant in the international District - cost a good 150 Nuyen but seeing her in that dress all cleaned up with a smile on her face made it worth every penny (then again she looks pretty damn hot in over alls on her back under a car to - but to each there own and who's judging).
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[The Jester]

One Hand Geeks the Other

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That last job left me pretty good with a bit of Nuyen to spare, enjoy the next week and a half working the shop on some extra projects - I knew Trixxy was wanting to get a 3rd lift in the far stall and after a few visits to Angry Bill seems I was able to surprise her with a Heavy Duty Hydrolic Tilt lift being available - only 15000 Nuyen (not bad considering the one she was gonna buy was a used 8000 basic unit). So we pumped out a few extra mods and I put in some serious extra hours cause I knew I could do some good mods to my truck on that thing once we had it. Seems I've been doing a lot of extra work around the shop this last year - seems to be feeling more and more like a second home since my plan has been outta action for the last 8 months. was just installing a new roof rack I found out at Angry Bill's with 5 lights attached (the outer 2 turning 180 degrees) got it wired for UV Brights in slots 1 3 5 and some nice Infra Red's wired to slots 2 4. it also gave me a chance to pay up Bill for this months rent for storing my Plane in one of the old hangers at the back of his lot.

Badger gave me a buzz regarding more work - looks like that 1000 from the last job was good enough - but I wasn't gonna say no. I was already at Sally's shooting some pool that evening (I was down 10 Nuyen) and just waited. by the time Badger arrived I just finished a game which left me at par and I wandered over towards him. after requesting them he dropped the list of who I was working with for this run - looks like a few had already arrived with the last of em coming in around 10 minutes later. The Johnson was a self important looking guy named Tobais (the irony did not fail to be noiced) who needed to hire a group to protect his asset. it was a little odd hiring runners as opposed to a legit corp, it seems our man Tobias is worried for her safety due to a number of threats from old fans. The pay itself didnt seem bad at 250 Nuyen/day to babysit a young up and coming sim star / ex rock star and maybe bash a few skulls of people who got out of hand.

Seems our girl - a Miss Nikita Nova - was waiting for us just out back and we get to spend the next week living it up on Johnson's bill in one of the Higher end hotels all week. Sometimes life just has a happy way of working out. On the way over I put a request to Hotel Security to get survellince access - which was granted very promptly - I could almost get used to this. The first night went pretty well - got fitted with a nice looking Black suit and looked all professional for a change. atleast it allowed for room packing my pistols under the jacket. we crashed for the night on rather comfy beds. during this downtime Unfleshed one managed to track down a little history on our girl - seems she had been accepting money from another manager on the side and was looking to expand her options in her career.
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Nikita tends to be a fairly early riser, but that didn't stop us from raiding the lovely continental breakfast laid out for consumption. They even had real meat and coffee - to which I promptly grabbed the whole plate of bacon for my enjoyment - and no one seemed to argue it. After a rather enjoyable breakfast Miss Nova annouced that we will be meeting a friend of hers at a upscale restaurant in a few days.
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Miss Nova seems to have booked herself a busy week of parties and gatherings - mostly just rubbing shoulders and socializing with old friends. We found ourselves in a Seattle branch of Dantes Inferno and were granted access without any effort. we made our way up to the ** Floor and Miss Nova met a few friends in one of the Luxury Booths along the walls. We made ourselves comfortable at a few of the various tables directly around her and order a drink. Miss Nova noted everything would be paid for by Tobias, once again I enjoyed a few authentic drinks over the next few hours. Definatly not the most fun I have ever had at a club as many people came over to greet Miss Nova and her friends and ask for autographs, most just took them with high appreciation and left to be on there way until this one annoying guy strode across the bar. We didnt quite like the look fo him so as he approached myself and **** got up to stand at the booth. Arrogantly ignoring us he quickly got annoying to both the girls and myself being very insistant and not taking many subtle hints to leave the girls alone. A rather firmly placed hand on his shoulder and reference to myself and **** combined with a polite but blunt hint to leave now seemed to get through his drunken skull and he wimpered off. After the incident the girls did not seem to be bothered as much and the evening became a little easier. As night turned to morning Miss Nova announced her intentions to leave and we got up to leave with her - I sent a command to have the limo meet us out front.

When we arrived outside Miss Nova stated she would prefer to walk back to the Hotel and enjoy the "fresh" air of the city. The rest of the group who waited outside joined us for the car on the walk and I instructed the limo to follow us only a block or so behind and as a group we followed her down the road. Miss Nova opted to cut through the park acroos from the Hotel and as an every happy protectorate we followed her. She stopped part way in, sat down and pulled out some Deepweed and began to smoke it. she offered us some and we all declined. A few minutes into her rather annoying habit a group of gangers - who promptly introduced themselves as members of "****" thought it would be a good idea for her to leave us and go with them. we stepped to intercept and a few of them drew weapons such as knives and clubs but one even drew a pistol. They attempted to ask again but we all drew guns on them and I launched Gizmo to latch and intercept the apparent leader. Needless to say the brainless bunch they were started a brawl after recognising Miss Nova and had ot be eliminated. Seems our buddy newf was watching nearby as a well placed arrow took one right out. The gangers dropped like flies and began to flee - Norsk chased one down and hacked him to pieces the last fled with Gizmo attached to his neck and had it cleanly sliced a few dozen steps from where he previously stood paralyzed. "Peter" and I turned to get Miss Nova out and away from the scene - she was ghostly pale and almost crying. I summoned the Limo to come and get us as we walked her off. we took a few laps around the block before settling back into the Hotel. Mis Nova was clearly horrified and kept mumbling about them beng dead. once we got back to the Hotel, Miss Nova locked herself into her room and would not speak to any of us. Makes sence I guess - she was "astrally percieving" as there lifves ended - thats enough to screw with anyones mind.


Her "Friend" - who we figured out last night was the other manager had reserved a few tables for themselves and us out on the balcony. They sat around chatting for a little while - seemed like very few people seemed to notice them.

[The Jester]

Unintentional Adoption

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Seattle's lovely spring was running into mid gear - even in the underground the fact that it was raining pretty good top side was obvious. The shop slowed down a bit leaving me a good chunk of time to catch up on Miss Nova's last few episodes on the trid. After spending a week with the rather shy (and spooked) girl its good to see she able to carry on her career, and surprizingly I'm looking forward to seeing her new series launch. I was just in the middle of watching the latest episode of "CSI Seattle" when my buddy Doc Okk gave me a com buzz asking for a Favor - which sounded kinda like a Job. never turning down the Doc I let him know I'd swing by his place in about an hour. I switched the Trid to augment in my goggles and fired up the truck. She looked pretty good now - I just finished getting her primed up and that new light rack suited her like a second skin - although in all fairness is was custom built and wired above the toolbox.

I arrived at Doc's shortly after dark - not tthat it mattered at the basement door and was let in by one of his assistants. It's an odd feeeling of being warry yet comfortable around those ghouls, slot better now that me and the Doc were on a first name basis. I wandered to the elevator and took it up to the second floor where his office was. I walked in and he offered a beer - having just eaten I declined and inquired about the job. Seems a friend of his needed a ride and escort into the barrens to meet-up with a Johnson - nothing big just a driver she could trust. apparently she wasn't from Seattle and the Doc left a strong impression of them being friends. he noted they could could only pay about 2500 Nuyen but hey for the Doc a favor is worth alot. I buzzed out some of the Team to see if I could aquire a little extra muscle, Guai and Unfleshed One dropped responces of interest, Norsk sent a drunken reply with interest in either getting to hit something or needing another drink - I figured I'd maybe offer again once he sobers up. I sent a run down to Guai and Unfleshed One about a "simple" escort and to pick them up in the morning - Unfleshed even volenteered his couch to crash - saves me a trip back to the International District.
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We picked her up on the corner Doc mentioned - she looked a little worried about having Guai sitting in the back but got in anyways. We let her know Doc sent us and that seemed to calm her down a bit. The girl noted her name was Melissa and we were going to meet with her Husband (the Johnson). Melissa asked if we could swing by the Tacoma Rail Station to get a package - after a bit of debate we were on our way (athough I had already begun to drive there). I dropped them off out front and went to find a parking spot. took about 10-15 minutes and I saw them coming back again. they dropped a large box in the back with Guai and off we went down to Redmond.

When we arrived at Redmond it seemed to be a half decent little squatters suite - hell 50 years ago this place would have been upscale (for Redmond anyways). we escorted her inside to meet "Johnson" and with all the dumb luck it turns out to be her Husband. not even 2 minutes after this happy couples meetings then windows blow out and "Johnson's" head opens like a sour puss grape and our Michelle seems to have avoided de-capitation with a solid opening in her neck. Unfleshedone and I grab Michelle and apply a half decent patch to her neck while we go. Didnt take much longer to pull her out into the hallway. I called my truck off the front lawn into the lobby - the crash made me cringe at the effort and Nuyen I just put into priming her. Guai came bolting out behind us just a few seconds later - looks like even large calibur rounds can even scare a Troll. Took less than a minute to get Michelle down into the truck and I floored it. I got outta Redmond faster than anyone could dream to follow without being noticed but it seems our Michelle didnt make it out of the building. seems our girl re-opened her fatal wound on my driving handiwork and she bled out before we got to Renton - this was not going to be easy to break to Doc.

Got the message over the comm that the box seemed to be shot open - so we dropped in on Norsk to inspect our new little package. Guai took the time to be oh so Troll gentle in ripping the top off the armored crate - the sound of gears breaking and grinding hurt on many levels - to reveal a small "Puppy" lying in a puddle of goo- not to mention it seemed to be making a good bit of noise while it was at it. over all a healthy "Puppy" but we figured we might want the Doc to take a look at it - I needed to tell him about Michelle anyways. we packaged the "Puppy" back into its box and took it to the clinic. I asked Guai and Unfleshedone to stay downstairs while I broke the news to the doc. Doc Okk was up in his Lab - I broke the news of Melissa's death to him as gently as I could.

We arrived outside the Last Resort and brought the body and the box inside -

decided to call it a night - was going to be interesting waiting for that call from Doc.
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Downtime at the Ghetto Condo

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After the last run and the addition of the new "Puppy" into our lives we got a parcel from Doc. Seems hes manged to progress on his research and also managed to forward us a box of meds - which state "Best before: Aug 2034". not the nicest thing i've ever happened to come across but its better than nothing. We split the meds amongst the 4 of us and I spent most of my time doing what work I could on my truck and drones out of the back of my truck. I managed to complete repairing Unfleshedones drone - he seems pretty happy to have it back, I can understand. I wonder how long its gonna take him to notice the inscribed "name" on the inside of it primary panel. Outside of that we seem to be sharing the puppy duties among ourselves and only travel around when we need to. also have some pretty glitchy wireless and trid access - I knwo it the barrens and all but I think unfleshedone seems to be working on "improving" our signal a bit.
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Also learned a hard lesson about locked my truck in the barrens - some of my tools seem to have walked off the other night. Sent a message to Guai to see if possibly her father might be able to find me a few of those - mostly my tag eraser. seems alot of people under-estimate those things.
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[The Jester]

The Session I Forgot to Post and cant recall the details to

[The Jester]

Knight Errant and the Locked Down Phoenix Claw

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It had only been 2-3 days since our last run when I got a buzz on my comm from the group regarding the aquisition and transport of a small trinket from the Seattle "fancy Muesem name). I was busy out at Bill's ScrapYard working on my TranSky when the text came through. I figured I could prolly hold out on this run since our last few got a good amount of Nuyen lining my accounts and pockets. I continued working on the planes engine for many hours until a second text came through from "Badger?" stating that my connections and previous skill set were going to be of vital importance during this run. I packed up my gear and left to drive into town reading the over view on my way to the meet up sent from Unfleshedone.
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Seems our target is a rare Pheonx Claw from a heavily locked down basement level within the facility. also looked like Knight Errant Security was running the show - well seems I can use my access and knowledge to KE to get us into the place easy enough. I made a very clear point that if we joined this run a zero casualty Tolerance was to be maintained during the entire run - mostly for my personal loyalties to KE but also the bonus for the Johnson for a quiet job. with those terms agreed to me and Unfleshed one sat down for a few hours creating an amazing set of documents that would be providing us the ok to run a surprize Security Test. I have to admit Unfleshedone's work might as well come straight from my old bosses system, its beautifully legit looking. We passed the plan and time windows through the team that certain sections would be turned off during the testing. Guai and Norsk would enter through a side door and act as contract movers - it seems the muesem s going through an upgrade to there displays this weekend, this proves to be even better for us. I went and dug out my old commlink with my real ID and put on my good suit - this was gonna be a long night. I hope Fakx manages to keep up with keeping me erased within a few hours of us completing our work.

After a few hours of preparing and going over the plan (which never seem to work as planned anyways) we lauched our mission. I sent the communication's to KE Security annoucing my arrival and intentions along with the first series of paperwork. after a few minutes we got a disgruntled but accepting comfirmation noting someone will meet me at the front door - I dropped Guai and Korsk off about a block away and drove up to the Muesem, crossed my fingers and prayed to whatever God felt like listening.
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Well I would have to say that was probably the smoothest run ive done all year long. When I arrived a KE Security Guard escorted me and an Invisble Unfleshedone through the building down to the Security room. We paused at a security terminal where phase 2 of Unfleshedone's paper's passed a brutal eyed scutiny. They asked if I needed to declare anything - with a lifted eye I noted that I was Otaku and that my survellence drone is to remain with me, I also noted I left my personal firearms outside. They seemed to accept this (as I didnt even get padded down) but we also passed the astral scanning. Thankfully eyes spells are better than the rent-a-mages and unfleshedone did not get detected. After that we recieved an armed escort into the main security room. It's fairly impressive, well set up Faraday Cage, Fibre Optic only connections and a few drooling Spiders lounging it up in there chairs. I got set-up at a desk witha Fibre Optic connection to my Comlink and had unfleshedone's algarithm noted as a sprite who will be assisting me with the review. I sent the annoucement that we would be starting in about 30 minutes and ordered some soycafe - this was the make or break but so far it was going well. I began the Alarm Sequence and launched Unfleshedone into the security node - accessed through my corp created limited access admin. I noted the lone guard near the door where Guai and Norsk are posted - a quick message to check on a disturbance just around the corner left a subtle curse and muttering. I almost felt a sence of emjoyment pulling up his profile and attaching a stern follow-up regarding his attitude to his job and my alarm. regradless of his crappy attitude - accually working in our favor as he slowly wandered around the north corner - he left the door clear for me to open and Guai and Norsk to sneak in. the cameras in the stairwell were conviently off as part fo a power cycle recovery test and that left us all as in the complex.

Well the easy part seemed to be over - now came the fun part (and commonly where the plan stops going our way begins). Guai managed to convince Norsk to fit inside a box and not kill anything while she moved towards the targeted area. During this time Unfleshedone managed to access the inventiry node while not being noticed and located our target. He managed to use the building wireless tech to send signals and information to Guai and Norsk Comm's (on hidden mode of course) directing them to the lab the claw is located in. I sent a message ahead to the Lab Tech's to save all current informaiton and leave the lab for a 5-10 minute window during the course of the drill, seems they were a bit reluctant but agreed and left. As Gaui and Norsk snuck into the Lab one of the techs sent a notice of disgruntlement to Headquarter's regarding his disapproval of being disturbed during the drill they arranged. Unfleshedone noticed the reply stating to such drill has been authorized. Thankfully Unfleshedone managed to see that reply because that lab tech forwarded that flag to security, he was able to intercept and edit the notice saying our drill wasn't authorized and changed to to the origional complaint sent to HQ. I smirked and noted that we will probably see a few of those of the course of the next few hours. A Notice was sent to Guai and Norsk to get out ASAP as a KE High Threat Responce team was issued to deal with the threat. Guai and norsk managed to make it to the door they entered at - I sent that guard on another circuit to check on movement around the corner leaving a window for them to get out and into the truck.

With half our team out, I announced my intentions to do a quick inspection in person of the main floor then go out for a quick smoke. I registered a sprite and launched it into the network right before pulling the cable out of my comm - completely forgot to warn unfleshedone who managed to not maon in pain as the dump shick must have hurt. The guard who escorted me down stood up and prepared for the trip. Unfleshedone (still hanging out under the desk invisible) was right on my heels as we left the secured room. we passed through the gallery and walked right by our secondary target - another trinket contracted by our very own Eyes to procure if possible. as I pointed and commented about security and such unfleshedone took the chance to drop the trinket into my pocket when we passed near the open display. once I felt the item added, I announced to the guard to lead us to the front door - as I left my smokes in the truck (after all it would be rude to bring them into a clean enviroment like a muesem). He left us at the door and we wandereed out to teh truck and climbed in. I noticed Guai managed to grab a vase on her way out - small extras never hurt anybody. Eyes released the spell on Unfleshedone once we entered the truck amnd dropped the spell on the truck itself instead. I started it up and drove hard as the Sirens of the KE HTR team were quickly getting louder in the distance. a little creative driving ensured we did not hit the HTR team and we got ourselves a clean getaway.
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[The Jester]

Gotta Get Those Meds!

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Why I Dont Like Red People and Data Grab in the Same Run

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Odd Happenings at a Rally

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Return to the Humanis Underground

The day after I returned from my adventures I was walking around fine again. Doc took a look at my ankle and judged it to be a strained muscle which recovery rather quickly. I regaled him with the tale as he began to log a highly detailed report on what occured. I've known for a while that I was the Doc's pet technomancer project but he never activly poked and prodded like those damn Corper's, he just observed and reported keeping a pretty close watch on chances and my health (aside from the common flu or being shot). He noted his progress on "Puppy" was begnning to hit a dead point and really needed that box of meds to move forward. Seems the others were in the apartment and wandered into the main room on that note - we had to make a plan.

After a few hours we managed to agree that an extraction needed to be completed. Fleshy was going undercover into the basement yet again while we were going to be on stand-by to do a raid and grab. The targets were Lt O'Niel's parents - the rest were expendable but Fleshy would prefer if his "Contact" remained unharmed and his cover in place.

We gathered the crew and got Fleshy prepared for going undercover.

[The Jester]

Into The Zone

So it seems I have been neglectful of my journal of late, shame when I get to caught up in work to keep track of the little things.

Since my last posting many great and horrible things have occured. One of the best things is getting my Baby back into the skies, although it came with a few surprizes and headaches along the way.

Headache #1: Hiro: this sharp faced cyborg of a swordsman seems to be fairly useful in a pinch and was good to have around prior to the run occuring. A new johnson, known as Maury, gave me a reference to pick-up Hiro for additional protection to a package im delivering into "The Zone", a strangly alluring waste of land. If he could only learn to bite his lip and respect my rules and things that I could see our team being a little better along. I'm refering to his personal hatred for our groups mage... geez guys, have a beer and talk it out like normal people!

Headache #2: Guai - I always rather enjoy doing runs with this upbeat little adept. prior to this run I found I could count on her to watch my back (and not take a swing or shot at it). but once again, this over-sized teddy bear seems to have a hard-on for killing our little mage. I was hoping for her to help keep the team together, but this young one really needs to set her priorities in order, esspecially when you walk into a death zone.

Headache #3: Snake - Although we have had our past teamwork and clashes, Snake is a very unique being. Very loyal to Nuyen, his code of keeping it professional may be one of his few redemptions from being a total creeper. I understand where hes coming from - and didn't quite expect to find myself thanking him for his assistance only a few weeks after our little run in, but on this run, in our nice little mana infested venture, its good to know we have somebody professional watching our backs, especially from things none of the rest of us can see.... not to mention he got us some good quality fakes just incase shit hits the fan. I'm just hoping he stays out of my head and no one buys his loyalty out form under us until well after we leave this god forsaken area.... as for the outta my head.. Im really hoping thats a forever (and part of me hopes it hasn't already happened). All in all - great guy to have watching your back, but I dont think I'm very fond of being on the other side of his bag of tricks.

Surprize #1: Baptiste - Well respected and known within the Sahdow Community, somehow this gentleman learned of my "Vacation" into the zone and requested trasportation and an escort within its walls in exchange for skills and another person watching my back. so far he has shown himself to be useful by assisting to stop the ruckus in my plane while Guai and Hiro decided to break every rule I have. Hopefully one day he might tell me where he is going... since I'm the driver and all.

Surprize #2: Unfleshedone - Fleshy was an unexpected surprize in the Zone, I dont really think either of us know why he is here. on the brigh side its good to knwo we have anotehr hacker around incase Baptist's motives turn sour on us, but also to my surprize the little computer in a mans body is resonating a old but curious resonance... atleast hes been willing to let me peek around a bit checking it out - hopefully I can find out whats going on in there.

Well that just about sums up my team - isn't it grand? I'm down in The Zone personally doing a delivery of some new goods for thay Maury guy, but everyone has there own agenda. Now I know I'm driving everyones unthankful asses around, but maybe oneday they might let me know where I'm going for them, cause right now all I'm after is finishing my job and I'm outta here faster than you can type RUN!

[The Jester]

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You enter into the node displaying a dark tunnel system. The tunnel itself is round but seems to me in a constant form of motion, the walls seem more metallic yet have a oiley red sheen over them since your last visit. Beams of light flicker through the cables and gears, almost as if the machine like tunnel was breathing. The floor below you seems moving as you hover towards a wall, as you approach you feel yourself scanned and the wall opens into a large chamber in front of you.

The chamber itself also seems to have gone through a minor makeover, almost cyborg in appearance, and the prior organic creatures have been replaced with similar look alikes built out of both mechanical clockwork yet still retaining some living appearance. The walls themselves appear to be mechanical in nature, but stil appear to be breathing in movement. The Orb in the center of the room appears much like a clockwork device, moving and flexing much like a heart would, the red oiley fluid seems to pump through this device connected to dozens of vien like hoses holding it central and out of reach. the walls seem to have ridges and lifts that constantly shift to new locations - staying in place only long enough for the creature using it to reach its destination.

*** IF SPRITES ARE IN THE NODE *** You also see 2 rather large Sprites wandering the node, as they both appear to be almost dog like, they seem to sport bits of fur and scale among there clockwork masses. One of the sprites seems to have about a dozen tiny arm like appendages in 2 rows along its chest ending in 4 digit hands, then seem to be typing and cataloging information at an amazing speed. It also seems to have 2 large blade like pincers coming from its neck around to the front of its head. The second seems to wander the node on patrol, shifting between walking on 4 legs and 2. It is slightly larger in size and sports 4 double jointed scythe-like arms. With an almost dog approach it sniffs your avatar and awaits your next move

The Central Node is hanging about 15ft off the ground attached by various tubes and cables with light pulsating through it and seems out of reach. As you wander further into the room one of the flying drones comes down near you and begins to buzz and chirp, then seems to just hover and wait for your response. Your reply also seems to be in the same strange language of chirps and buzzes and the creatures flies off and begins to collect various bits of machine and constructs a large glowing cocoon-like lantern of cogs and glow tubes - as you stare into it data begins to appear on a screenlike images near its center.