Ellipsis' Eclipse Phase IC

Game Master Ellipsis

Based on the bids submitted, it appears that this is not just some piece of Fall memorabilia. From the synopsis provided, the current bids range from 10 to 25 million credits and the offers include one of the few surviving Monets, an antimatter fueled spacecraft, and several items you can't even guess at. Each item has been valued by your employer, and it given the variation in bids you can guess that the strategy so far has been to keep the bidders in the dark to drive up the price.

Fineal lets out a low whistle. Alright, it's more than Fall memorabilia. It's valuable Fall memorabilia. (It's more than that, obviously, but sometimes you don't want to think about what you're selling.) It shouldn't be that hard to toss some blood into the water and make the bidders devour each other for the opportunity to pay them an improbably amount of money.

Interest(Hypercorp Politics)(35), what sort of thing would all those corps be willing to spend that much money on? 1d100 ⇒ 83

Sara smiles at the other synthmorph. "Yes this form does have some advantages in my line of work, Even if the locales are backward and closed minded about synthmorph's" she says still smiling.

She follows the other down the ventilation ducts

"I am sure the facilities are acceptable and that I will enjoy my new assignment with your company."

The slitheroid nods in response to your pleasantries and continues to wait in silence. A few minutes pass before a tram-car arrives a the platform. The slitheroid politely allows you to enter first before following you inside. The inside of the car is clean and well lit, white walls contrasting with blue seats and poles. As your guide coils itself in the center of the cab and motions you to one of the seats, a mesh pop-up informs you that your guide has paid the fare for you. As you take your seat, other passengers for the space elevator filter aboard. Before long, a series of beeps signal your imminent departure and the doors hiss shut.

The ride goes smoothly and before long you arrive in Old Nectar. the first thing you notice is how drab the habitat looks. Dingy light filters though the massive dome, illuminating an irregular tangle of antiquated buildings, a far cry from the ordered habitats to which you are accustomed. As you and your guide snake your way through the empty streets, mold-spotted buildings loom menacingly overhead. As you travel further from the tram station, you come to a neighborhood that seems even emptier than the rest of the city. Your guide stops before an unassuming house and ushers you inside.

Once inside, you notice furnishings are as plain as its exterior, but are in good condition considering the disrepair you have seen elsewhere. Abruptly, a new voice interrupts your thoughts, it is one you recognize.

"Hello Savin, how was your trip?" your mysterious employer asks.

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

Taka nods and begins looking through lockers for something to help with the airless vacuum of the lunar surface. Finding what he is looking for, he will don the suit, assuring it will work properly before making an attempt to open the hatch.

You find the suit almost as soon as you begin your search, it was logically placed in the locker closest the hatch. As you pull it out of the locker you cringe involuntarily, it seams the omnipresent grime has rubbed off on the suit and seams to resist your efforts to wipe it clean. Other than the dirt though the suit seems passable and, luckily enough, the interior of the suit seems fairly clean. You don the suit and check for leaks, finding everything in order. As you make the final preparations Nikolai speaks again.

"I am afraid that I cannot leave with you, someone will be waiting with the transport."

Honest Fineal - Maurice Kisomo

Fineal lets out a low whistle. Alright, it's more than Fall memorabilia. It's valuable Fall memorabilia. (It's more than that, obviously, but sometimes you don't want to think about what you're selling.) It shouldn't be that hard to toss some blood into the water and make the bidders devour each other for the opportunity to pay them an improbably amount of money.

Interest(Hypercorp Politics)(35), what sort of thing would all those corps be willing to spend that much money on? 1d100

There are a plethora of reasons why a hypercorp would shell out these sums. To them, these sums are far from exorbitant, especially if it gives them a leg up over their rivals.

What else does Fineal want to do? The journey will take several days so you have time to interact with the crew or do more research.

"Hello Savin, how was your trip?" your mysterious employer asks.

"As good as can be expected on the Space Elevator."

Sara smiles at the other synthmorph. "Yes this form does have some advantages in my line of work, Even if the locales are backward and closed minded about synthmorph's" she says still smiling.

She follows the other down the ventilation ducts

As you descend, you are buffeted by the duct's artificial winds. Once you reach the bottom, the strength is such that you can barely stand. Your guide doesn't wait and seems to be effortlessly making his way down the dimly lit duct-way. Using conveniently placed handholds, you are just barely able keep up. After almost an hour in the cramped duct-way, you see a light up ahead and emerge into a cavernous dome. Looking up, you see not he expected sky, but drab earth illuminated in a faux skyscape. As you stop to stare at your new environs, you notice your guide has already started into the city ahead.

Everything in the city feels so new you can practically smell it and every surface practically gleams. In the distance you hear a surprising bustle for a lunar habitat. However, you and your guide rapidly depart these parts of the city and make your way to a slightly more well-worn industrial neighborhood before finally arriving at a nondescript warehouse.

The cavernous space inside is filled with stacks of shipping crates of every shape and color, illuminated by flickering overhead lights. An untrained observer would not have noticed the expensive and high-tech security system that quietly lets you pass, but you are not an untrained observer. Albert ushers you into a small apartment contained within the warehouse. As you step inside, you are greeted by a diminutive hologram.

"Mr. Kain, are you ready to begin?"

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

You find the suit almost as soon as you begin your search, it was logically placed in the locker closest the hatch. As you pull it out of the locker you cringe involuntarily, it seams the omnipresent grime has rubbed off on the suit and seams to resist your efforts to wipe it clean. Other than the dirt though the suit seems passable and, luckily enough, the interior of the suit seems fairly clean. You don the suit and check for leaks, finding everything in order. As you make the final preparations Nikolai speaks again.

"I am afraid that I cannot leave with you, someone will be waiting with the transport."

"Well, appreciate the assistance," Taka says with a nod before turning towards the hatch. He opens the hatch and tentatively steps through.

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

"Well, appreciate the assistance," Taka says with a nod before turning towards the hatch. He opens the hatch and tentatively steps through.

A dim light clicks on as you step into the airlock beyond, followed by a loud thump as the airlock swings shut behind you. The airlock is fairly standard, if a little small, and you hear the familiar hiss of depressurization as it acclimates to the exterior pressure. The exterior door unlatches silently, swinging open on its own accord. Beyond, you see the barren moonscape of Luna and beyond that, the hazy brown globe of Earth.

As you step outside, the direction subroutine from earlier activates once more and an arrow points you to a shallow crater a few kilometer's distant. Bounding steps propel you towards your destination, covering several meters with every stride, it is times like these that you come to appreciate Luna's sedate gravity. When you finally crest the crater's rim, you see a vehicle is waiting in the hollow below. The slab-sided moon-car doesn't look much more advanced than the first vehicles man drove on the moon. The vehicle's doors are open and a spacesuited figure is leaning against one side. The figure takes a few moments to notice you, then waves you over.

What does the hologram look like?

Looking around the apartment Sara nods o the hologram "Why yes, I do think I am. Are you ready to inform me of the details at this time?"

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

A dim light clicks on as you step into the airlock beyond, followed by a loud thump as the airlock swings shut behind you. The airlock is fairly standard, if a little small, and you hear the familiar hiss of depressurization as it acclimates to the exterior pressure. The exterior door unlatches silently, swinging open on its own accord. Beyond, you see the barren moonscape of Luna and beyond that, the hazy brown globe of Earth.

As you step outside, the direction subroutine from earlier activates once more and an arrow points you to a shallow crater a few kilometer's distant. Bounding steps propel you towards your destination, covering several meters with every stride, it is times like these that you come to appreciate Luna's sedate gravity. When you finally crest the crater's rim, you see a vehicle is waiting in the hollow below. The slab-sided moon-car doesn't look much more advanced than the first vehicles man drove on the moon. The vehicle's doors are open and a spacesuited figure is leaning against one side. The figure takes a few moments to notice you, then waves you over.

Taka looks down the crater with a bit of trepidation. Either another job or another trap. The warning bells weren't ringing with this one, though, and the job offered was an interesting one, so it was worth the shot.

With that thought, he begins to bound down the side of the crater to the waiting vehicle.

"I assume you are going to give a full briefing on how you want this to precede. I have a little under six days before I will be female. We have that much time to do the initial setup and planning."

Oliver Kain - Nectar

What does the hologram look like?

Looking around the apartment Sara nods o the hologram "Why yes, I do think I am. Are you ready to inform me of the details at this time?"

The hologram appears slightly feminine, though since the hologram is less than a foot tall and somewhat grainy, other features are difficult to distinguish.

"Excellent, I can commence a briefing immediately. Please, close the door and take a seat."

You notice Albert has retreated into the main body of the warehouse. What he doesn't know can't hurt him or, more importantly, your employer.

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

Taka looks down the crater with a bit of trepidation. Either another job or another trap. The warning bells weren't ringing with this one, though, and the job offered was an interesting one, so it was worth the shot.

With that thought, he begins to bound down the side of the crater to the waiting vehicle.

A gruff, crackly voice issues from your suits internal com.

"Took you long enough. How long you think I can sit out here 'drilling core samples' before someone gets suspicious?"

The other man waits for less than a second before answering his own question.

"Doesn't matter, get in and we'll get the hell out of here."

Savin - 'Old' Nectar

"I assume you are going to give a full briefing on how you want this to precede. I have a little under six days before I will be female. We have that much time to do the initial setup and planning."

The voice lets out a soft chuckle.

"I do not believe there is anyone how enjoys the space elevator. In any event, our intelligence places Mr. Tamahashi in Nectar in slightly over two weeks. That should give you time to establish your cover, Mr. Tamahashi may not pay much attention to his own security, but I assure you, the Go-Nin group does. What type of cover are you planning to use?"

"I am a singer. If I change my general looks, I can easily not be recognized. If I can be part of the entertainment, that can get the right type of attention, especially if I use all of my abilities. I am sure that the seduction part is easy. My question is of the extraction. That part is not one I usually associate with. If you want me to get him to a certain place at a certain time, I am sure I can arrange that."

What else does Fineal want to do? The journey will take several days so you have time to interact with the crew or do more research.

Fineal will spend most of the trip chatting with the crew, talking about current events, ask about previous jobs they've had, attempt to subtly wheedle out info on who hired them to bring him here, that sort of thing.

Networking(Autonomists), I presume? (50) 1d100 ⇒ 71

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

A gruff, crackly voice issues from your suits internal com.

"Took you long enough. How long you think I can sit out here 'drilling core samples' before someone gets suspicious?"

The other man waits for less than a second before answering his own question.

"Doesn't matter, get in and we'll get the hell out of here."

Taka suppresses a snide reply and simply enters the vehicle, removing his headgear when it's safe to do so.

Huh. It seems his new employer was deep-pocketed and well connected. Having both Nikolai and this guy ready to assist him on such short notice told him that this wasn't likely to be some two-bit operation. The thought that he might be assisting one corp in spite of another crossed his mind, and it wasn't a happy thought, but it was never a good idea to make a bunch of assumptions before getting the facts.

"Name's Taka, in case you didn't already know," he tells his driver.

Savin - 'Old' Nectar

"I am a singer. If I change my general looks, I can easily not be recognized. If I can be part of the entertainment, that can get the right type of attention, especially if I use all of my abilities. I am sure that the seduction part is easy. My question is of the extraction. That part is not one I usually associate with. If you want me to get him to a certain place at a certain time, I am sure I can arrange that."

"We will see what we can do. Please, come in and sit down, you are a guest after all."

Only now do you notice you are still standing in the house's short entrance-way. You take a few steps forward into what was once the living-room of the house, lit by a dim blue glow which emanates from the low table in the center of the room. As you step closer, you see the source of the glow is a small hologram, the hologram depicts a human for, its features rapidly shifting among thousands of permutations. As you take a seat, you notice the previous occupants' affectation for fake leather, but the seat is comfortable nonetheless, though that may have something to do with your journey here. Once you are seated, the hologram speaks again.

"All that we require is that you bring his to a specific place and signal us. He must, of course, be alone. That shouldn't be too hard for someone of your wiles. We can provide you with...assistance."

The holo-figure gestures downward, indicating a bulky plastic suitcase underneath the table. Looking around you, you also notice that your guide is gone.

Honest Fineal - Maurice Kisomo

Fineal will spend most of the trip chatting with the crew, talking about current events, ask about previous jobs they've had, attempt to subtly wheedle out info on who hired them to bring him here, that sort of thing.

Networking(Autonomists), I presume? (50) 1d100

Though they are an independent shipping crew, they are not actually anarchists or automists. They are freelancers, but still fall under Networking (Hypercorps).

The Maurice Kisomo is a family run vessel, run by Julia Kisomo, the family matriarch, along with her daughter Ann, son Luke, and Luke's fiance Katherine. They are a tight-knit group, but friendly and sociable. It seems they usually act as a charter for smaller corporations and the idle rich, ferrying them to habitats and settlements without regular shuttle services. They operate mostly around Mars, but you manage to learn that they are taking you near-Earth, though you aren't able to wheedle an exact destination from them. They seem a little perplexed when you ask about who is footing the bill, apparently its you business partner Mr. F. Neal (in case you were wondering, his middle name starts with an i) and a very generous retainer is being paid in order to convince them to fly you all the way out here, wherever here is.

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

Taka suppresses a snide reply and simply enters the vehicle, removing his headgear when it's safe to do so.

Huh. It seems his new employer was deep-pocketed and well connected. Having both Nikolai and this guy ready to assist him on such short notice told him that this wasn't likely to be some two-bit operation. The thought that he might be assisting one corp in spite of another crossed his mind, and it wasn't a happy thought, but it was never a good idea to make a bunch of assumptions before getting the facts.

"Name's Taka, in case you didn't already know," he tells his driver.

Your driver doesn't even reply, instead he accelerates sharply as soon as you close your door. You speed over the lunar landscape, leaving you and the driver bouncing around the cabin. After about two hours of this, a blinking red indicator informs you that your suit is low on oxygen.

Sara takes a seat and closes the door, she looks to the hologram and smiles "Ready when you are. and awaits details.

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

Your driver doesn't even reply, instead he accelerates sharply as soon as you close your door. You speed over the lunar landscape, leaving you and the driver bouncing around the cabin. After about two hours of this, a blinking red indicator informs you that your suit is low on oxygen.

Taka wonders what's going on. Jiyu, he mentally activates his muse, scanning the surrounding lunar landscape, as well as what he can see of the stary sky above, can you figure out where we are?

Oliver Kain - Nectar

Sara takes a seat and closes the door, she looks to the hologram and smiles "Ready when you are. and awaits details.

"As we previously indicated, your job will involve smuggling something, specifically someone, off Luna. Another of our operatives is in the process of acquiring a person of interest from a certain hypercorp. Once the acquisition has been made, you are responsible for extracting our operative and said individual. Members of the habitat and hypercorp security forces will be quite interested in ensuring this does not happen."

The hologram doesn't come right out and say the word kidnapping, but you have a pretty good idea of what is going on here.

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

Taka wonders what's going on. Jiyu, he mentally activates his muse, scanning the surrounding lunar landscape, as well as what he can see of the stary sky above, can you figure out where we are?

Jiyu informs you that without access to the appropriate stellar and geographic databases, determining your location is outside his purview.

It doesn't seem the driver is having any difficulty with his own air supply, though his suit is outwardly identical to your own.

A Navigation and a Perception check can tell you more.

Sara doesn't say anything at first but once the hologram is finished she does speak "No I was under the indication this would be a salvage job, which was the reason for lugging my gear along. Smuggling a person off Luna, a place I myself do not wish to be is not what I thought I was getting into. " She shrugs her shoulders "But It can be done, I will need details and a time frame to work with. If I am to do this, I need that info and I need time to contact people and set this up. We talking just the ego or the morph as well? Ego will be much easier as you know"

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Shackle

Jiyu informs you that without access to the appropriate stellar and geographic databases, determining your location is outside his purview.

It doesn't seem the driver is having any difficulty with his own air supply, though his suit is outwardly identical to your own.

A Navigation and a Perception check can tell you more.

Perception = 1d100 ⇒ 78 vs 60, Navigation = 1d100 ⇒ 74 vs 20...epic fail

Taka looked over at his driver. A simple AI, perhaps? Programmed to do what? Drive him around Luna until he runs our of air? What end would that serve? By now, he was use to elaborate schemes to capture him, but not kill him. If this supposed "benefactor" knew anything about him, he'd probably know that screwing with him was not a good idea.

"Okay," Taka says aloud. "Now I know this thing isn't going to respond to me, but I know someone is listening. Just wanted to let you know, I'm not amused."

With that, he decides to test his hypothesis by reaching over and shocking his driver.

I assume that's just an unarmed attack roll? 1d100 ⇒ 32 vs 50, using the eelware to deliver a shock attack.

Fineal, satisfied with the responses, continues on to his destination.(?)

Oliver Kain - Nectar

Sara doesn't say anything at first but once the hologram is finished she does speak "No I was under the indication this would be a salvage job, which was the reason for lugging my gear along. Smuggling a person off Luna, a place I myself do not wish to be is not what I thought I was getting into. " She shrugs her shoulders "But It can be done, I will need details and a time frame to work with. If I am to do this, I need that info and I need time to contact people and set this up. We talking just the ego or the morph as well? Ego will be much easier as you know"

"If you knew what you were getting into, we wouldn't be very good at our jobs now would we? The target does not become available for two weeks and our operative will need additional time to complete their objective. When the time comes, ego transference will be adequate for our purposes, but the morphs would require adequate disposal."

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Places Unknown

Taka looked over at his driver. A simple AI, perhaps? Programmed to do what? Drive him around Luna until he runs our of air? What end would that serve? By now, he was use to elaborate schemes to capture him, but not kill him. If this supposed "benefactor" knew anything about him, he'd probably know that screwing with him was not a good idea.

"Okay," Taka says aloud. "Now I know this thing isn't going to respond to me, but I know someone is listening. Just wanted to let you know, I'm not amused."

With that, he decides to test his hypothesis by reaching over and shocking his driver.

I assume that's just an unarmed attack roll? 1d100 vs 50, using the eelware to deliver a shock attack.

You have no idea where you are and you notice nothing out of the ordinary.

Taka should realize that activating eelware while wearing a spacesuit is not exactly a good idea.

["We will see what we can do. Please, come in and sit down, you are a guest after all."

"All that we require is that you bring his to a specific place and signal us. He must, of course, be alone. That shouldn't be too hard for someone of your wiles. We can provide you with...assistance."

The holo-figure gestures downward, indicating a bulky plastic suitcase underneath the table. Looking around you, you also notice that your guide is gone.

I will walk in and sit down. Picking up the suitcase, I will place it on the table and open it up and look inside.

Honest Fineal - Destination

Fineal, satisfied with the responses, continues on to his destination.(?)

After almost a week on the Maurice Kisomo, you finally feel the subtle shift in the ship that signals you are approaching your destination. After a few minutes, an echoing clang reverberates throughout the ship as you dock with the space station. The Maurice Kisomo's crew left you alone in your quarters during the final approach, after dutifully reminding you to strap yourself in for your own safety, so you are surprised when the room's intercom chimes just moments after docking. Answering the com, you hear Ann's cheerful voice:

"We're here, I'll be down in two shakes to help you with your stuff."

Sure enough, a short while later, you see Ann's head pop into the door way.

"Ready?" she says with a smile.

Savin - 'Old' Nectar

I will walk in and sit down. Picking up the suitcase, I will place it on the table and open it up and look inside.

Within the briefcase, padded compartments hold three glowing vials, one long and thin containing a viscous yellow liquid and the other two are stout cylinders which glow with green light, a pair of unassuming matte black cases, one a good sized box and the other a thin cylinder, and a single syringe filled with a clear liquid.

"The green vials contain a powerful incapacitating agent effective in both aerosol and injected forms. The larger case contains several means of concealing this substance and the syringe will provide you with immunity to its effects. The case on the right contains a miniature stunner undetectable to most conventional scans. Finally, the yellow substance is to be used as a last resort in case there is a danger the target will escape, do not worry, it is not dangerous to anyone other than the intended recipient."

Savin - 'Old' Nectar"The green vials contain a powerful incapacitating agent effective in both aerosol and injected forms. The larger case contains several means of concealing this substance and the syringe will provide you with immunity to its effects. The case on the right contains a miniature stunner undetectable to most conventional scans. Finally, the yellow substance is to be used as a last resort in case there is a danger the target will escape, do not worry, it is not dangerous to anyone other than the intended recipient."

"When do I need to take the Immunity factor?"

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Places Unknown

You have no idea where you are and you notice nothing out of the ordinary.

Taka should realize that activating eelware while wearing a spacesuit is not exactly a good idea.

Are they insulated? Never thought of that. Is this an 'old-fashioned' NASA-type spacesuit, or a vacsuit? Anyways, strike that idea.

Taka waits patiently to arrive at their destination, activating his oxygen reserve when necessary.

Savin - 'Old' Nectar

"When do I need to take the Immunity factor?"

"Whenever you would like, it takes several months to break down. The agent itself is effective against both biomorphs and synthmorphs, so it should be quite effective against any security you encounter."

"Ready?" she says with a smile.

"Ready as I'm going to be." Fineal smiles back, picks up his case and follows her out. He could ask her where "here" was, but that would just be suspicious.

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Places Unknown

Are they insulated? Never thought of that. Is this an 'old-fashioned' NASA-type spacesuit, or a vacsuit? Anyways, strike that idea.

Taka waits patiently to arrive at their destination, activating his oxygen reserve when necessary.

It is a vacsuit, albeit an older model, and like all suits of its type is insulated to prevent heat loss. This has the unfortunate side effect of inhibiting electrical conduction as well.

After another half-hour, the driver slows the moon-car to a halt in a narrow gully formed by two craters and turns to you.

"Are you a complete idiot? Why haven't you plugged in your umbilical?"

The vac-suited driver points to an unobtrusive panel in the car's floor. It sprouts what you had first assumed to be wires, though on closer examination you notice they must in fact be hoses.

Honest Fineal - Destination

"Ready as I'm going to be." Fineal smiles back, picks up his case and follows her out. He could ask her where "here" was, but that would just be suspicious.

Ann accompanies you on the short trip to the airlock, which has already cycled open. Beyond the airlock, you see the clean white corridors of what appears to be a space station.

"Good luck." Ann says before the airlock cycles closed behind you.

Ahead of you, a small head peaks out from around a corner and a neotenic tears around the corner, practically colliding with you.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome." The man? says excitedly as he coasts to a stop, extending a hand in greeting.

"We have all been waiting for you, I hope everything meets your specifications, we are still cleaning up the place." He pauses a second to catch his breath before continuing. "Oh, where are my manners. My name is Frank, pleased to meet you."

Savin - 'Old' Nectar

Savin wrote:

"When do I need to take the Immunity factor?"

"Whenever you would like, it takes several months to break down. The agent itself is effective against both biomorphs and synthmorphs, so it should be quite effective against any security you encounter."

"I my as well do it now, so I do not have to worry about it later."

I take the immunity factor.

Savin - 'Old' Nectar

"I my as well do it now, so I do not have to worry about it later."

I take the immunity factor.

"Very well, is there anything else you would like? We have already made reservations at one of the hotels in 'New' Nectar, the Olympic I believe."

"Welcome, welcome, welcome." The man? says excitedly as he coasts to a stop, extending a hand in greeting.

"We have all been waiting for you, I hope everything meets your specifications, we are still cleaning up the place." He pauses a second to catch his breath before continuing. "Oh, where are my manners. My name is Frank, pleased to meet you."

"Good to meet you, Frank. Name's Fineal, call me Honest it'll be a nice change of pace." Fineal chuckles at his own joke before continuing. "Oh, this place looks fine. I've lived in worse, at least. Now, I haven't been paying very much attention. Where is here, anyway?"

Protocol(70+10(First Impressions)+10(Striking Looks)=90), to give a good first impression: 1d100 ⇒ 92

Savin - 'Old' Nectar

Savin wrote:

"I my as well do it now, so I do not have to worry about it later."

I take the immunity factor.

"Very well, is there anything else you would like? We have already made reservations at one of the hotels in 'New' Nectar, the Olympic I believe."

"That will be fine. Shall we be on our way."

Taka Tamahashi - Luna - Places Unknown

After another half-hour, the driver slows the moon-car to a halt in a narrow gully formed by two craters and turns to you.

"Are you a complete idiot? Why haven't you plugged in your umbilical?"

The vac-suited driver points to an unobtrusive panel in the car's floor. It sprouts what you had first assumed to be wires, though on closer examination you notice they must in fact be hoses.

"Hey, if we were in a model made this century, I might get how it works," Taka responds with and edge of sarcasm, somewhat surprised that the driver said anything else. He finds the spot on his suit where the hoses fit and inserts them.

"So, if you only speak when you have something insulting to say, I should maybe take that as a compliment?" he adds, wryly.

A few things here, I have not been following the whole of the plot as my pc was not in it and its just more fun for me to learn that stuff in character, so who am I kidnapping and who is suppose to be helping me?

Sara nods "Send me everything you have, I'll see what I can do."

I am not sure what I should do here, till I get more info. Smuggling tricks may allow me to come up with a base plan, but I really am a bit lost without more info on the place, the target and which pc is helping me.

A few things here, I have not been following the whole of the plot as my pc was not in it and its just more fun for me to learn that stuff in character, so who am I kidnapping and who is suppose to be helping me?

Sara nods "Send me everything you have, I'll see what I can do."

I am not sure what I should do here, till I get more info. Smuggling tricks may allow me to come up with a base plan, but I really am a bit lost without more info on the place, the target and which pc is helping me.

I'd say it was most likely my PC.

...or me.

Or maybe it's me. Or some guy we haven't seen yet. Honestly, who knows how these plot threads are going to intersect?

Yeah I am unsure, which is why I asked. I would like to have all the info my PC is getting before I try anything. He didn't think he was gonna be on luna or smuggling so is not gonna just run in with no info.

Honest Fineal - Habitat L4113

"Good to meet you, Frank. Name's Fineal, call me Honest it'll be a nice change of pace." Fineal chuckles at his own joke before continuing. "Oh, this place looks fine. I've lived in worse, at least. Now, I haven't been paying very much attention. Where is here, anyway?"

Protocol(70+10(First Impressions)+10(Striking Looks)=90), to give a good first impression: 1d100

Frank gives you a quizzical look before answering your question, it seems your humor has escaped him.

"This," he waves his hand expansively to indicate the habitat, "is Habitat L4113. It's out of the way but close enough. I would give you the grand tour but 'grand' would be something of a misnomer." Now it his turn to laugh at his own joke, trite as it may be.

The pudgy neotenic motions for you to follow and starts pushing himself down the corridor. "We received your requests and I can assure you that we can make sure we cater to all your 'needs.' Now, what do you want to see first?"

As the question hangs in the air, you emerge from the corridor under a towering dome. Dozens of buildings are scattered throughout in a variety of clashing styles, from utilitarian to practically rococo, built directly on unvarnished meteoric rock. You see simple task-bots busily installing and tending beds of landscaping, though actual humans seem strangely absent.