Void – female human physical adept B&E specialist, a shadow that blends in easily
Murdoc [spelling corrected] – male elf kilt-wearing street mage, at home with the hobos
Prometheus – male human street samurai, handy with any firearm
Bookie – male elf alcoholic hacker, favors whiskey with a whiskey chaser
The Fin – female human con artist and gambler from India, by way of Russia (low level physical adept), posh and elegant
Sin – male human rigger, knows exactly the wrong thing to say and says it
Killroy – male human street samurai, specializes in hand-to-hand combat
Wednesday, November 20, 2075
Zeus, Prometheus’s adoptive uncle and fixer, called Prometheus and told Prometheus that there was a job that needed doing, but it needed a team to do it. Prometheus said he knew a team and asked if he should contact them. Zeus said, “Yes, that is why you are getting this job.” Zeus told Prometheus it was a protection job, the pay would be very good, and it needed 6-7 people. The client wanted to meet the team the next evening at a place to be determined once the team was confirmed.
Prometheus thanked his uncle for the work and then immediately called The Fin. He explained what he knew about the job. The Fin asked him many more questions about the job, most of which were answered “I don’t know, but I can ask.” While Prometheus called his uncle back for more details, The Fin contacted the runners she had recently worked with to see who was available for a well-paying mystery job. She received affirmatives from the entire group and then went about her business while she waited for Prometheus to call back.
In the meantime, Prometheus contacted his uncle and confirmed a team was being assembled. Zeus was able to provide more information about the meeting place and time. Prometheus then passed The Fin the address and time of the meeting to provide the rest of the team.
Thursday, November 21, 2075
Each member approaches the meet-site differently, especially once they discover that it is the baseball stadium for the Seattle Mariners. It is off season and no events were going on, so the team had to break in on their own. Prometheus used a maglock passkey to get in, The Fin sweet-talked a groundskeeper into letting her in, Void simply jumped over the fence. Bookie hacked the security system and attended virtually. Sin contacted Bookie to have Bookie let him in, but no one was certain exactly how Murdoc got in. [I admit it: we got paranoid here.]
Once inside, the team, still following their own paths, found places inside the stadium to observe and wait for the client to appear.
Then the Jumbotron activated.
On the Jumbotron appeared a troll in a business suit. He addressed the empty stadium, but it was quickly clear he knew the runners were there and where they all were. He thanked them for coming and started explaining the details of the job. When questions were asked, he answered them as if he was standing with the asker. The job details were:
- Transport an item in a box within the city.
- There will be opposition, including a mage.
- Some of the opposition might be corporate.
- The item can fit into a vehicle trunk.
- There is no penalty for turning down the job at this point.
- The client may be called “Mr. Johnson”.
After some quick conversation via commlink, the team accepted the job. Mr. Johnson then provided additional details:
- The pickup address is 1830 13th Ave SW.
- The delivery address is 3629 Duwamish Ave. S.
- The job is Thursday, November 28 (in one week) and starts at 10:00am with delivery no later than 1:00pm.
- The opposition will consist of other runners with the possibility of corporate assets as well.
- The job pays 80,000¥ with two bonus options:
- Bonus 1: Grab a particular file from PPC Logistics, a corporation on the route. This pays 35,000¥.
- Bonus 2: Eliminate all witnesses. This pays 35,000¥.
- Delivery will be taken by Mr. Johnson.
We asked several questions about the package (Is it alive? Is it radioactive? Is it magical?). The Fin was able to negotiate an additional 15,000¥ for the job. Mr. Johnson then provided a comm number that we can call to ask additional questions and make requisitions for “things we need”.
Later that night, the team met up to discuss how weird that was and start looking into the job. The first thing discovered was that the pickup and drop off locations are at either end of Harbor Island, a five minute drive from each other. And the team was given three HOURS to do the job.
End of Session
[In addition to the location surprise, the players nearly had a heart attack when the GM mistakenly said the datarun was vs. PCC Logistics, that is: part of the Pueblo Corporate Council. The GM then corrected himself and said he meant PPC, not PCC. Many deep breathes were taken, I can tell you.]