[This session happened on March 9, 2015. This was more a dénouement and bookkeeping rather than an actual session, but Bookie’s player was back in town on Spring Break, so he got to do the datarun.]
Sin – male human rigger, knows exactly the wrong thing to say and says it
Murdoc – male elf kilt-wearing street mage, at home with the hobos
Prometheus – male human street samurai, handy with any firearm
The Fin – female human con artist and gambler from India, by way of Russia, posh and elegant
Bookie – male elf alcoholic hacker, favors whiskey with a whiskey chaser
Void – female human physical adept B&E specialist, a shadow that blends in easily
Killroy – male human street samurai, specializes in hand-to-hand combat (and apparently machineguns)
Thursday, November 28, 2075, 11:00AM
After the excitement of the physical part of the run had settled a little, Bookie started the datarun side job. He sleazed over into the Emerald City grid and then sidled on into the host for PPC Logistics. [Bookie is specialized in quiet matrix intrusions, so has tons of dice to roll for this.]
Bookie relatively quickly found the target file (Apm0215-13) and started looking it over. It looked clean so he proceeded to copying it. Turned out it had a Probe IC attached to it, which activated immediately once Bookie started making the unauthorized copy. [Turns out tons of dice are no good if you have bad luck rolling them.] Bookie dodged the ICs attempts at tagging him long enough for the copy of the file to be made, but could not stifle the alarm going off. Bookie booked it out of there before nastier IC started responding to the alarm. This made the datarun a mixed bag – Bookie got the data, but set off the alarms, which was against the terms of the bonus.
When the data was turned over to Mr. Jumbotron, The Fin played fair with the client and explained that the data had been achieved, but the alarms had gone off. Mr. Jumbotron paid out half the bonus anyway, which was very fair on his part.
[As stated last posting,] About two hours later, the pay for the run arrived in The Fin’s account and she dispersed the funds to the rest of the team. The team also submitted a final expense report for the run. This covered the replacement of Sin’s Lockheed Optic-X2, 9000¥ for the 900¥ bribe to get the Electronaut away from the police [yes, those numbers are correct], some other miscellaneous expenses (replacement burner commlinks and such), and a 10% bump of pure profit.
Monday, December 2, 2075
The expenses invoice was paid in full. The team celebrated.
End of Session
[That was the end of the game session. We then spent some time doing some bookkeeping and working out training/healing/initiation time. The team used the “extra” money skimmed off of Mr. Jumbotron to enlarge the group fund to 17,000¥.
At this point we discussed what we might do with the group fund, including purchasing a Medium lifestyle to represent the group renting an office or meeting place where we could store gear and privately plan runs. We could easily afford a Medium lifestyle with Extra secure and Special Wok Area (defined as a garage where Sin and The Fin could park their vehicles). So we sent The Fin out to meet and make nice with real estate people and see what we could find. This will be retro-actively role-played out at a later date.
We also decided that we might want a group name of some sort to refer to ourselves as and after some discussion, we settled on The Pleiades Group, as there are seven of us and it is not too specific.
After the bookkeeping, we determined that all the downtime we wanted to take would wrap up December 8, 2075. Sin’s replacement drone won’t arrive until December 12th, but his player was OK with starting the next run before it arrived, so that is what we did. Run number four is titled Monkey Business! And I should have just finished running Session 3 by the time this posts.]
Session 8 (The previous session)