DaWay |
Well it’s certainly been an interesting couple of hours. But, you’re here, the package is here, and the drop off is just past that wrought iron gate and up that driveway. The mountain air smells clean and fresh. You’re feeling a little out of place in this posh of a neighborhood, but you haven’t encountered a single Lone Star drone or
patrol. Clearly fate is on your side. What else could possibly go wrong?
*Whisper |
Whisper slides out of the back seat looks about as well.
Observe in detail 7 {4}: 7d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 1, 6, 4, 4, 1) = 23 2 hits
Any intercom on the gates? If not:
She walks up to the gates and attempts to open them,
" Should we take the car right up to the door or leave it on the street? "
If there is an intercom she'll activate it and wait for a response.
9 of Clubs |
I would suggest you stay with the cars, and I go with Gunner for the drop off. Nine offered, Spreads us out and prevents anyone from ambushing us all at once... not that I think that is likely.
*Whisper |
" Evening chummer, we have an important delivery for this address. " she says smiling politely.
Did we get a name of the recipient? I just looked over the Johnson meet but couldn't find it
Ettiqette 9{7}: 9d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 3, 4, 3, 6, 3, 5, 1) = 33 3 Hits
DaWay |
No you were not.
Ah, So your the coyotes, pull on up.
You make your way through the gate and follow a long and winding driveway through several stands of densely packed pines, some with mounted cameras.
At the house, you are greeted by four "businessmen", all hispanic in ill-fitting off the rack suits.
*Whisper |
Whisper shifts nervously casting her eyes over the "business" men, looking for weapons.
I hope this isn't about to go bad...
"Any of these men Awakened? Any spirits about?" Whisper mentally asks her spirit.
Perception 7 {4} : 7d6 ⇒ (1, 5, 2, 3, 4, 5, 5) = 25 3 Hits
" Good evening, we've got a package to deliver to this address. Are you gentlemen authorised to make payment and receive it? "
*Whisper |
" Lead on. " Whisper says, ready to follow.
DaWay |
Chavez Mafia Family
The brief look they get, reveals that the mansion is luxuriously appointed. They’ll pass through a formal sitting room, and around a grand staircase, before descending to the basement. Anyone with appropriate appraisal skills, can estimate that the knickknacks in the sitting room alone were worth several hundred thousand nuyen. Anyone with security systems skills can also make a quick test to realize that breaking in here would be a daunting task at best.
When they descend to the basement, they’ll be escorted down a short hallway and
then through a soundproofed door into an indoor shooting range. Miguel will warn the PCs to only speak when spoken to, and to wait patiently for the sottocapo to address them.
*Whisper |
"Gotcha chummer " Whisper sends back. She folds her arms and waits silently.
DaWay |
Omar Chavez is standing at the range counter with a pistol, examining a target, and leaning heavily on his cane. A skinny, cringing elf, stands hunched over next to him sweating heavily wearing a badly ripped white shirt. As the PCs enter, Chavez will hand a target to the elf, and instruct him to walk down the range and hang the target. As he walks, Chavez will momentarily ignore the PCs as he draws a bead on the back of the elf’s head.
*Whisper |
Whisper frowns but continues to wait while Chavez makes his display. Bracing to prevent herself from flinching with the gun shot.
9 of Clubs |
Nine breathes in and holds it... he didn't know what was going on here, but pissing off the boss wouldn't be a great idea...
Come on man, Chicago was worse he thinks trying to convince himself that the past somehow mattered today.
9 of Clubs |
Nine nods to himself if we interrupted we might balk on a mission, at the same time it shows he doesn't waste resources just to make a point that can be made other ways... and if you screw up, well it might not kill you but you aren't going to be happy. Might even be room to work back up after a screw up.
he filed this information away in the back of his head, suddenly feeling a bit more at home this is corporate think.
*Whisper |
Boys... Whisper thinks to herself.
" That's right, and I believe you have payment for us? "
Whisper gestures to Gunner to hand over the package.
DaWay |
He goes over the package and makes sure everything is in order.
He pays you the remainder of your fee, totalling 6000 Nuyen, thanks you for your time and as Miguel escort you out.
Karma rewards...
2 for delivering the package safely.
2 for bonus
Total of 6000 Nuyen, 4 Karma, +1 Street Cred.
Mark Longfeather as a Loyalty 1 Contact.
Stalker as a Loyalty 1 Contact
Peaches as a Loyalty 1 Contact.
9 of Clubs |
On the way out Nine turns to one of their escorts, "It wasn't an issue, however we were approached on the way here. Asians wanting to buy the package. I did not want to mention it to your boss as I did not think it was our place or his problem. I figured you would want to know though."
*Whisper |
" Smooth run... Pleasure working with you guys. You seem pretty professional, maybe we could form a bit of a team? I'll let you know if I run into any work. " Whisper says to Gunner and Nine as she's dropped off to collect her bike.
*Whisper |
Thanks for running this 'Table' DaWay :) I look forward to joining the Chicago crew when they're ready.