Limit of Infinity: A Shadowrun RP (Game thread)

[mextliloco]

"Ain't that the fuckin' truth," Clay said, subtley referring to the Orc's own swiftness to make himself comfortable next to him.
Cross raised an eyebrow at the short human, his hand still hovering near his knife.

He nudged Cross's ribs with his elbow and whispered to keep from being overheard and nodded in the direction of the near-eight-foot chromad, "I take back what I said earlier, he's the One-Ton Wonder. Guess I'll have to come up with somethin' else for ya, hoss."

He felt the nudge in his ribs and leaned down to catch Clay's whisper. He nodded with a smirk and whispered back.

"Gojira fits even better, Tex"

 

[Redryhno]

Wulf reached the backroom without knowing what Roberts had slipped into his pocket. The kid was arrogant and apparently thought he'd seen some bad shit. Considering what he had probably done, and it paled in comparison to what the elf had seen, done, and watched on a daily basis while he'd still been firmly in the Ancients. Dragging a Trog around the city for six hours by chain and his own Scorpion was the least of it.

Sitting down at the table that was in the backroom, Wulf waited and was struck by the same noise as before coming from his pocket. Pulling out the sonic emitter after a few seconds of pain and a grunt, he shut if off and shook his head. It was Roberts, that much he knew, he'd been the one that had hit the same damn thing before while he'd been leaving the last time. He put it back in his pocket and awaited the human. He would not be pleased with what awaited him down the line.

Eventually he was rewarded as Tanaka-san, his entourage, and the rest of the group that had accepted the job filtered into the conference room. The Roberts fellow was going to be an arrogant asshole brat, like a new initiate showing his tats across town for no reason, they were the first to go into the line of fire, first choices for Lone Star removement, and the last to get anywhere near the good gear in raided warehouses. He was going to learn how to walk the shadowgang line whether he liked it or not.

 

[Nooners]

Nolan rose to his feet, and looked at both Avalance and Clay.
"I'll be in the back. Let me take a look at your weapons before you head out. I'll make sure they're up to par.

 

[drmigit2]

"I can fly. I can get inside."

How interesting. She can fly now can she? Venaticus turned to Taylor and asked "Alright, I need to know what you can do, can you hack? Though I believe it is more likely you are a magic user and in that case, what kind? This is very important because I am starting to get a plan." Overall, Venaticus was disappointed that the discussion had veered off from business yet again and fell back down to small talk.

 

[3quency]

"I can fly. I can get inside."

Nik hadn't really noticed the young girl at first but he sure did now. The oddball comment didn't really surprise him - he knew at least one guy who could use levitation spells in really interesting ways - but there was something about her that set his teeth on edge. You could tell she was a mage just from the way she looked.

It was hardly a trick, mages could generally always pick out other mages. There was something about the way you carried yourself that marked you as awakened. What kind of mage however - different story entirely.

Just to be sure, Nik flicked quickly to the astral plane.
Oh fuck. He thought to himself.
The girl's signature was weird. Alien. He wasn't all that experienced for a mage nearly in his forties, but he knew shamen. And this girl was screaming bug spirits.
What did this mean? Those bastards wanted nothing but the destruction of humanity. The Chicago Incident was more than enough to prove that. But here she was, bold as brass, calmly accepting a job from a Japanese suit.

There had to be more to this, something he was missing.
And he'd thought that asshole Wulf was going to cause problems...

 

[Tortilla the Hun]

"I'm thinking that we should get someone to stake out the target building. I'm also thinking that'll be me. If there's one thing I'm good at, its remaining unnoticed. You interested in joining me on that?"

"Sure, pal," Clay said, almost eager to get some actualy work done. "Guess we should wait for the rest of the gang to throw in their two collective cents before makin' anythin' final. Either way, scopin' the place ain't gonna do no harm."

"Gojira fits even better, Tex"

"With as much metal as he got in'im, Mekagojira would probably be the most accurate," Clay said with a smirk. Once again he nudged the Orc and added with a grin, "Which is relieving news for you, 'cause now you can be Gojira."

"I'll be in the back. Let me take a look at your weapons before you head out. I'll make sure they're up to par."

"Hah, funny," said Clay with heavy sarcasm in his voice. "Listen, buddy, I 'preciate the concern, but the only people that touch my guns are me and the unlucky sons o' bitches that'll be eatin' from 'em. So thanks, but no thanks. I can keep my own well enough."

 

[Gabanuka]

Roberts began humming as he waiting for Mr. Johnson to speak again, he felt a light beep at his waist signalling his pulse had gone off. He smirked to himself, Wulf was going to be trouble but the furry bastard needed to learn respect, his name should strike fear into people not contempt. if only he knew the history of The Dread Pirate, then we would of spoken better.

As he thought to himself he noticed a flicker of worry on the face of the man next to him, he was practically glaring at the young Shaman. The guy was clearly a mage, maybe he had noticed somthing beyond Roberts sight. Lightly elbowing the man he began to whisper:

"You ok buddy? Got a phobia of teenage girls?"

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Sebastian watched, as various members, most of who had accepted the contract, got up from their table, or wherever it was they were standing, and began filing into the back room, where a plan was beginning to be formulated. Josh Nolan, asked the elven Adept, Avalanche, and the human Gunslinger, Clay, a questions about equipment.

"I'll be in the back. Let me take a look at your weapons before you head out. I'll make sure they're up to par." Sebastian then rose from his seat, remembering his equipment was outside.

"If you'll excuse gentlemen, but my equipment is outside. Shan't be nothing more than a few minutes. Finwe, care to see what stuff I use?" He asked his elven friend, before poking his head out the door.

"From the looks of it, still raining."

 

[Floris2123]

Finwe was trying to gather as much information about his co-workers as he could.
By listening to them talk to each other.

"Finwe, care to see what stuff I use?"

Finwe looks at sebastian with an suprised but happy look.
"Yes i would really like to see that."
Finwe got up with a smile and follows his friend outside to see his gear.
Upon seeing the rain he opens his umbrella again.

"Thank you for trusting me enough to show me your gear."
Finwe says with a smile.

 

[drmigit2]

With everyone preoccupied with chatting and showing off weapons, he figured that now would be an okay time to do some business. He reacquainted himself with Marlowe and said "Is the offer for some information still open? It is rather important."

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"Thank you for trusting me enough to show me your gear." Finwe replied with, an obvious smile on his face.

"Of course I trust you Finwe, I see you as a friend. Everyone is going to see it eventually, your getting the privilege of a sneak preview. Come on, I'm getting geared up around the back, you never know who could be watching." Sebastian remarked, sounding rather cautious. He then disengaged the brake on his motorcycle, giving it a quick howl, before engaging some of the movement systems.

"Lupo, engage the wheel movement, but don't start the engine, we're only moving to the back of the club." A dark blue light on the center of the bike lit up, and a female voice soon spoke.

"Of course master, shall I begin the equipment activation protocols?" Lupo spoke in a slightly refined manner, but with a slight grizzled tone in the voice. Finwe noticeably stepped back when the bike spoke.

"Relax Finwe, Lupo is the name of A.I, that I created, that acts as my logistical support." Sebastian remarked in a relaxed tone, trying to calm Finwe down a little.

"I also manage several of the systems on Master Sebastian's bike. Especially in situations, where he is preoccupied."

"Thank you Lupo. What he said." Sebastian then began to move the motorcycle, around to the back of the club, in a quiet side alley. He then moved to the back of the vehicle, pressing a few buttons along the side. Several compartments began to open up, revealing the weapons and armour that was inside. From the look on Finwe's face, he was rather impressed.

"I have equipped you with the standard arsenal master. Your HK PSG-54e Sniper Rifle, and Vibrosword, are in the left hand compartment. Your Kriss Super V Sub-Machine Gun, and SOCOM Heavy Pistol, are in the right hand compartment. The stealth armour, is at the rear. Have fun." Lupo remarked with a slight snicker, as the light soon went out.

"Impressed?" Sebastian asked.

 

[3quency]

"You ok buddy? Got a phobia of teenage girls?"

Crap. Had it been so long since playing pokerface when interrogating some gutterpunk? It was a good thing this job had shown up or Nik would lose his edge. He really didn't want to talk to this guy - Roberts he said? Ah yes, the "Dread Pirate". Funny, a few years back he'd have arrested the guy on the spot, or had a part in his final moments from a police approved sniping point, and now they were rubbing shoulders. No wonder Dexter hardly spoke with him anymore.

Anyway, explaining the Insect Spirit thing would either take too long or fracture the already fragile trust these people had for him, so he scanned his mind for an excuse.
Since he usually took an ice age to reply to anything, he doubted that thinking on it would be suspicious, it was what came naturally.

"Reminds me of a friend's daughter. Was kinda weird."

He hoped that'd be enough for Roberts, and continued waiting for the Johnson's reply, now deep in thought.

 

[Floris2123]

Finwe is surprised to hear a talking motorcycle but Sebastian quickly calms him down.

"Impressed?"

Finwe had been quite op to this point to surprised or impressed to say anything.
"Impressed is an word by I think that would be an understatement."
He walks closer to the bike and equipment.

"You have an A.I. bike, And probably the best weapons money can buy.
I am really impressed I mean where did you buy an A.I. Bike?.
And what kind of armor is your stealth armor precisely?
What is it made off? And what can that A.I. or Lupo do?"

Finwe seems really excited about Sebastians weapons as well as his other gear and bike.
So much that he doesn't seem to have noticed that he asks so fast that Sebastian can't get an word in.

 

[mextliloco]

"With as much metal as he got in'im, Mekagojira would probably be the most accurate," Clay said with a smirk. Once again he nudged the Orc and added with a grin, "Which is relieving news for you, 'cause now you can be Gojira."

Jamal laughed and responded.

"Big, green, and near indestructible, not bad, tho I like to be a bit more subtle when I work."

Jamal then noticed the former lonestar turned mage runner eyeing the young human female. He rubbed his jaw and switched his vision to the astral. It was obvious she was a magic user, but with the look she was getting it her magic couldn't be anything but suicidally dangerous.

"Now I see"

The magical energies swirling the young girl, were unmistakably insect. Jamal mouth turned down, baring his teeth in a grimace before he could think to hide his reaction.

Why would our employer want an insect shaman and what kind of person would even resort to using those creatures? An eye on here and anything she summons at all times Jamal. All times.

 

[Gabanuka]

"Reminds me of a friend's daughter. Was kinda weird."

Something was off about the guy, he was on edge, more so than everyone else; something told Roberts he didn't belong here. A quick scan reviled nothing out of the ordinary, the guy was packing serious heat but that was expected, still, something seemed off

Better do a S.I.N. scan he thought and began to run the program, it would take a few minutes so he decided to make conversation

"What, was your friends daughter a Shaman too?" he said jokily

Spoiler: OOC

I assume S.I.N scans are possible

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Sebastian was somewhat amazed that Finwe was asking question so fast, that he didn't have time to answer; obviously a testament to his excitement. He quickly snapped his fingers, to bring the overly excited elf to his sense. Sebastian, maintaining his calm demeanour, began to explain the specifics.

"First off, Lupo isn't a pure A.I bike. She is a Ferris Motors MKII Fenrir Combat Bike, that has been modified with a A.I assistant, along with some additional storage space. The A.I was the payment I received from a high end computer technology corporation, that specialised in artificial intelligence. Like she said, she acts like a secondary pilot for the bike, handling systems that I couldn't reach whilst in motion, such as the two Stoner-Ares MKII machine guns situated along the front half of the bike. As for the stealth armour-" He then brought out the armour, and laid it across the body of the bike.

"-,it is a modified set of Knight Errant armour, much more sleeker in design than standard, whilst sacrificing little of the protection. It is equipped with a full Chameleon Camouflage System, along with holsters and slots for my weaponry. It also has a few aesthetic modifications of my own design, firstly, on the bottom of the chest piece, it has a tail coat skirt, to help give that mysterious look. Secondly, the left glove, has been modified into a claw like appendage; now then, this does actually help serve a purpose, the claw can help me hold onto materials like metal and concrete. Along the left arm, you'll notice a wrist mounted computer, that provides me access to my hacking software."

Sebastian then began to remove his existing clothes and weaponry, placing them back into the bike, and closing the compartments. He then began to change into his official work gear. When he was finished, Sebastian quickly tested the cutting power of his sword, by slicing through several pipes along the back wall of the club with a single strike; its vibration function and diode light were deactivated, and then placed on a sheathe situated on his back. After placing all his other weapons into the respective positions, he activated something that made the helmet's visor go clear, revealing his face. Sebastian then asked Finwe a simple question.

"So then, is this what you expected?"

Spoiler: Lupo

 

[Floris2123]

Finwe stands there quiet looking at everything Sebastian shows him.
He looks completely overwhelmed by all his gadgets and weapons.

"Wow."
Is the only word Finwe can think of at the moment.
looking at everything closer inspecting how it works and what it can do.

"So then, is this what you expected?"

"I guess I should have excepted this level of gear from an master assassin. But still this gear is amazing.
I mean where did you even by this stuff? Must have cost a fortune."
Finwe look really impressed.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"But still this gear is amazing. I mean where did you even buy this stuff? Must have cost a fortune." Finwe asked, looking rather awestruck by all the equipment.

"Certainly did." Sebastian replied rather quickly. "Lets just say, I happened to knew some people here in Seattle. People who specialised in obtaining high end gear, legally of course. If you ever meet a human who goes by the name of Drebin, tell him I said 'Hi'. As for how I paid for it, several contracts I received in my early years here, were of a very high payout." He then re engaged the wheel movement, and began moving the bike back to the front of the club.

"Shall we return to the others then? I'd imagine that they are already in the process of planning a strategy."

 

[Floris2123]

"Drebin..mhh could he also sell me this type of gear? If I said that I know you?"
Finwe still looks really impressed.

"Shall we return to the others then? I'd imagine that they are already in the process of planning a strategy."

"Yeah sure sounds good to me. What part of the job do you want to partake in 1 2 or 3?"
Finwe follows Sebastian inside. And puts his umbrella back into his backpack.

 

[3quency]

"What, was your friends daughter a Shaman too?"

More questions? Seriously? Nobody ever asked Nik questions. He came in, did his job and left with a pile of nuyen. When people started to ask questions, he needed to think of answers. Even the joke ones. Oh, Nik had picked up on the humour in the question but had never been able to respond in kind.
Still, this Roberts fellow was sharp. He could pick out Shaman, and not many could. Not bad for a mundane.

Thankfully, this was a question that required one word or less to answer.

"No."

Nik took another sip from his Scotch. This night was getting stranger by the minute.

Spoiler: Gabunaka

You can, but depending on how your scanning it may take a minute or so. Also take note that mine will be faked.