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Re: Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang

e of pi posted in Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang on 2020-02-18 03:45:38
"I'd certainly like the chance to make sure something happens by being responsible for it ourselves, and not in the middle of a convention," Luis says. "It means all we need to do is get them worried, not actually on the edge of anything. Do we know where they'd have a summit like that? Or even better--can we make them go anywhere in particular we'd have a better chance of getting around security?"

Re: Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang

punkey posted in Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang on 2020-02-17 19:45:10
"Tight," Manloni grunts from his work. "The Baroness has come down from her tower."
"We pinged mercs at all the entrances yesterday, I made a map." Ilnu waves her hand and a holo of the convention center appears, with red dots marking what you presume to be mercs. There's a lot of red dots.
"So any action on the floor..." Swims muses.
"And it's going to get very exciting, very fast," Viaweph finishes. He looks to Garrett, who's been very quiet so far. "What are you thinking, o Smiling Beast?"
"I'm wondering where else they're vulnerable," Garrett says. "Because this might be the perfect place to get them riled up and at each other's throats, but any action here seems like a death wish. Maybe get them mad enough to have a summit somewhere, we crash the party, pin the deaths on the other factions, and they take each other out before the survivors get thrown in the Arena?" Garrett looks to Luis, Hale, and Swims-the-Black with a raised eyebrow.

Re: Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang

Gatac posted in Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang on 2020-02-17 15:53:40
Hug'sh takes an experimental bite from one of the cookies. Not much substance, but definitely the right move to not go too far afield with those. Better bland than blech.

"Guess we're all officially scoundrels now," Hug'sh says. "I'll let you know when the galley is secured."

Re: Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang

punkey posted in Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang on 2020-02-17 07:48:22
(Hug'sh Bribery: 1d8 v. 1d8 = 3 v. 2, Success)
(Arketta Talk: 1d6+1d8 v. 1d8 = 6 v. 4, Success)

"So, normally we'd keep the special compartments closed, but on a stop like this, we all know that you know where to look," Arketta says, standing back as the trins start their scans. "Figured I'd just save us all the trouble."
"So you admit to being a smuggler," Samal Teaobo says.
"I admit to having a ship with smuggling compartments," Arketta replies with a smirk. "Hard for me to be smuggling anything when I throw them open for you trins to take a look."

Teaobo picks up one of Hug'sh's cookies, sniffs it, then takes a bite. The spice goes well with the sweetness, and he nods appreciatively. Guess he figures if he starts to go down, they can always just blow the ship up. "Well, your...candor is appreciated, Shipmaster."
"Anything that gets us on our way and out of point fire range," Arketta replies. "Spent way too long living in Needleships to want to spend any time near them now."
"You're a banner sister?" Teaobo asks.
Arketta nods. "Did my time in the Third, made Rav-Turai before a better job offer. Worked something else for a bit, and now I fly this crate." She leans over to look at the trin scanning the containers in the hold. "Speaking of which..."

(Turai Scan: 2d8 v. 2d10 = 6 v. 8)

"Find anything yet?" Arketta asks.
"No, Shipmaster," the Rav-Turai leading the other trin says.
"And you won't," Arketta replies, and looks back to Teaobo with a smile. "So? Are we free to go?"
Teaobo looks over to Angel's still closed and locked luggage, then back to Angel, then back to Arketta. "You're free to go, Shipmaster. Follow the corridor or you will be fired upon."
"Wouldn't dream of doing anything else," Arketta says.

The two trins file back into the airlock, and Arketta waits for the hissing of air inside to subside before she breathes a sigh of relief. "Vidas fucking Lam."
"You did good," Zaef says. "Now, can we not hang out under a Needleship?"

Re: Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang

e of pi posted in Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang on 2020-02-13 00:30:22
"Yeah," Luis says. "If we can get them to turn on each other, it'll be spectacular, though." He admires the very-well-disguised gear for a moment. You've got a really good setup here. how tight is the security? The port was mostly just mercs, do they look hard at you on your recon runs?"

Re: Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang

Admiral Duck Sauce posted in Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang on 2020-02-12 01:24:23
"Longer than you," FTE sasses back. "Look, there's no answer I can give that earns your respect. Was I there when your BFF Jonnoperest died in that gilded zoo? No. I wasn't even a subroutine then. So yeah, I've been with the 815 a couple months, and I just met you now. So what? I'm here to teabag motherfuckers who think they know what to do with your fucking planet. Let's get our heads out of our asses and get to it."

Re: Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang

CrazyIvan posted in Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang on 2020-02-11 00:28:37
It's a careful line to walk. After all, the Technically-Still-a-Specialist knows that there is an immense joy to be found in fucking with people who are under the mistaken belief that they are too important to be fucked with. This is, as far as he is concerned, at least 20% of the appeal of reenlistment.

Instead, the goal is to simply appear impervious. Like a particularly stylish boulder. Both above whatever is going on right now but also impossible to get a rise out of. The kind of man who can simply make everyone's day a little bit worse. Once the Samal is done, Angel inclines his head once, picks up his effects, and makes to leave.

"My thanks, Samal Teaobo." Again, neither threatening nor with the salaciousness that suggests future bribes - the kind of thing that could set off the sort of upright Turai they have stationed on Grinacanne. No, just the sort of man who remembers names, and stores them away for later as an idle habit, one more way of ordering a universe that is his. Picking up his personal effects, he proceeds a respectfully unaffiliated distance away before connecting with the local Cortex, arranging for his bags to be delivered to the nicest hotel available.

"Nicest" being a decidedly relative description.

Though it's also one where Angel has just bought out an entire floor.

Re: Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang

punkey posted in Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang on 2020-02-09 09:38:31
(FTE Trust: 2d8 v. 1d8 = 8 v. 1, Trust is now Neutral)

The mere act of telling the humans that it was going to jump shells seems to be enough to lower their guard, so when FTE sits up in one of its new Turai shells, the scramblers are lowered and turned off.
"When Brinai told us we were getting sent a Sheen to help...we had to be sure you wouldn't just...take over everything and blow our cover," the woman that opened the transport shell - Anoni Hoim, according to the team's Bashakra'i files, said. "Name's Hoim. You're the 815 Sheen?" She nods to the others, starting with Tena Telosa, the team's listed second in command. "That's Telosa, intrusion expert." They narrow their eyes at FTE, obviously distrusting - but the scrambler stays off. "Vama Abeon, industrial systems, and his sister Vano, offensive code." Vama nods to FTE while Vano pokes at the transport shell before looking back to FTE, obviously excited to get closer. "Raand, Turai systems." She nods to FTE, and it doesn't need the team's files in its memory to know Lena Raand learned how to stand like that in the Imperial Turai.

"So, Sheen," Hoim says. "What's your story?" The tone in her voice changes, and not for the better. "How long have you been with the 815?"

Re: Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang

punkey posted in Jade Imperium - Came To Make A Bang on 2020-02-09 09:15:51
It's a short drone skimmer ride to the hotel - owned and operated by Getkesa Combine, naturally. Hale leads the way into the hotel lobby, followed by Garrett, Luis, and Swims-the-Black in the rear with the gear. As the team steps into the lobby, a rather simple yet stylish polished-stone-and-carpet affair, a fit young man in a somewhat revealing Getkesa Combine blue and yellow uniform approaches them. Hale intercepts him immediately, but the worker doesn't blink. He must be used to a certain degree of security paranoia from the hotel's guests.
"Mr. Namas and party?" he asks.
"Yes, I am Namas," Garrett replies.
"The rest of your crew is waiting in your room, number 943," the worker says, tapping his vox and "flicking" the room codes to the team before leaving with a quick bow.
Garrett looks to the rest of the group. "I guess we go to room 943."


A quick elevator ride later, as rain starts to beat on the seamless glass window rising the whole height of the lift's run up the building, and the team files down the hall to Room 943. The room has the standard buzzer-sconce combo that the berths on Atea have, save the matching aesthetic to the hotel, but beside that is another sconce attached to the wall. As soon as Hale and Garrett step into view, the hotel room door slides open and a man in his 30s with perfectly coiffed hair sticks his head out. "Ah, our second team is here," he says. "Come on in, we need to plan our coverage before the show starts."

The room inside is already dominated by carryall crates for equipment, with sconce drones and a couple cogitators already unpacked and set up. A big dark-skinned man with braided hair looks over his shoulder and nods at the team, while a slight woman looks up from her equipment with interest as the painfully good-looking man closes and locks the door behind him. "Don't worry, we've already swept the room for the Getkesa listening devices," he says, then bows. "Kodor Viaweph, team leader." He points to the big man at the cogitator. "That's Qumu Manloni, and her name is Vaaosa Ilnu. So, we're told you're jumping onto our annual recon to cause some kind of trouble? Cover's a business proposal, and you want to get the whole rotten cabal to turn on each other?" He whistles. "That's gonna be one tall order."

Luis' ocular implants are naturally drawn to the tech that Ilnu is working with - some kind of hacking device? A broad-spectrum vox jammer? Sophisticated 3D scanner? Or...a multi-channel audio recorder and drone controller? Swims peers over the shoulder of Manloni, and sees that instead of some kind of complicated recon as it first appeared, Manloni is actually editing sconce video together, something about one of the new skimmer models on display. Garrett, for his part, can recognize the careful cadence and accentless-accent of a ravilar anywhere.