Gratwin

@siskin

A lot of the data on the medical report is censured with black marker.. So the useful info is limited There are medical terms used that are universal across languages and it seems to indicate some sort of cyberarm install. The serial number indicate the use of Soviet not western tech and something that was installed a few years ago

There is a nice mugshot attached to the report and you can memorise the features and an EBM watermark can be seen on the page

The shipping manifest prints out giving the name of a ship (root recognises it as one of the flashing images), a container reference, and destination Night City. Cargo is listed as sex toys

There are building plans.. A large shopping mall with details of the underground car parks.

*** there is more but I can only post in the morning tomorrow. Wait for then pls - working this evening (again)***

*Boris,

You worm your way through the building with sense of urgency as the excited barks of the pursuing dogs echos around the docks. Happy that they are not gaining ground you move unimpaired between the shadows keeping out of sight as best you can.

It's a big site but after a few mins you come across a service road running across your path.. A big rig pulling 2 fully loaded trailers trundling slowly from your right to left.

Across the road are more warehouses and containers and you think you can see a fence..

To the right you can see cranes, a docked ship being offloaded and the water.

@Root

You stick the modem into autistic mode - denying it further net access before plugging into the printer and accessing the chip

Within moments it kicks to live, humming softly as the prints are churned out..

I haven't disappeared. Will be posting up again this evening (UK time) - been away since Thursday evening last week.

@Root, Siskin

At the mention of a Russian with a cyberarm, Sera looks up "Could be a coincidence but I met a Russian yesterday with a cyberarm - he certainly looked able to handle himself - He's here in Night City.. Called himself Boris"

"Quite common for immigrants to get into illegal fighting when they are fresh into the country. No need for papers and a good way to get noticed, get job offers, sponsorship etc"

"Was being chaperoned by a shifty little b@stard.. Now he really was a sort. Made me feel uneasy. Another Russian too."

"Thank goodness you are alright Root, was worried for a moment there."

"Anyone notice those SUVs that were speeding to the campus? They weren't Russian - looked like government to me"

@Boris,

Sprinting forward to gain some distance, Boris ducks down into the first alley between the warehouse, mere moments before figures emerge through the doorway, exiting slowly and covering the angles.

Picking a path through the debris, you move swiftly along, taking care not to give away your position as calls of 'Clear!' 'Clear!' echo around the docks. "They're taking their time" - you mutter - giving you an advantage in speed.

Approaching the end of the alley you glance left, spying an Osprey in take off - NCPD emblazoned on the side... It noisily moves backwards and out of sight, the sounds reverberating in the confines of the warehousing and the downwash kicking up a huge cloud of dust and rubbish. Using this as cover and keeping low you head right again. It's a quick dash to the end of the roadway and coming upon another row of containers you hang a left.. then right.. always increasing the distance between yourself and your pursuers.

Pausing momentarily and looking back, you curse as you realise that there are occasional specks of blood tracing your path back to the car.. "it's lucky that they don't have a dogs" you think to yourself..

A sharp bark indicates otherwise..

**Sorry for the bad drawing but this is pretty much what you can determine. X marks where you are currently. The triangle was where you began**

** You now have a choice of going left or right.. the way directly ahead being blocked by containers. PM or message in the OOC thread and I'll send you what Boris can see for your next post**

**On rolls

Passed 1st Stealth Roll [26 vs Diff 25] (dodging into the Alley)

Passed 2nd Stealth Roll [21 vs Diff 15 ] (moving past the Osprey

Failed Stealth Roll [19 total vs Diff 25] (Not leaving a trail) **

Tiger - Best guess looks similar to some of the building that you've seen all ready.

You went left out of the back door. So as you run you'll see pretty much a solid wall of warehouse frontage on your left... there are a couple of narrow alleys between.

On your right are stacks of shipping containers. Mostly about 4 high. There are breaks in those too which reveals a maze of containers.

An intelligent guess from what you saw on the way in and in the brief movements around the docks.. containers are water side.

Out of the warehouse you can hear twin rotors thumping away to the left as the turbines scream..

You'll need to navigate this for a little longer.. You can hear the shouts of pursuit but they won't catch you this turn..

@Siskin

You arrive behind the shop in good time, as the heavens open and rain begins to lash down. Sera shudders as she peers out into the gloom.

"Lets get inside.. Get Root checked over and work out what the hell just happened!"

@Boris

The Rotors get louder as the aircraft hovers just outside the front door. Sprinting with the grace of an athletic you clear the distance to the rear reaching it as a breaching charge goes off behind you with a loud BOOOOM that reverberates around the warehouse.

Striking the door without breaking stride you are slightly surprised as you and the door fly out into the space behind the rotten wood separating easily from the hinges. Dimly aware of shouts of POLICE FREEZE! as you crash into the sides of a shipping container followed by the Tat Tat Tat of weapon firing. The bullets pinging off the metal wall

Outside the rain has started to come down again making everything slippery and grey and skidding slightly. A quick glance places you among a stack of containers that block the way directly opposite the door.. A narrow walkway extends to the left and right. Warehouse walls on one side and containers continuing on the other.

The sting of a bullet grazing your shoulder brings you into a sharp focus..

Rolls

Successful Athletics (Roll13 giving 23 vs DIFF 20)

Successful Str Check Rolled 6

happy with that I do consider this a collective story tell.

Just about to start my journey from work so I'll post up in a couple of hours.

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thanks Tiger,

 

It does help thanks. I've been away for the weekend so will post again today.. I've sent you a reply just to make sure you are happy with what I propose.

 

Just the small matter of getting through the day now.. Corporate life is cut throat

 

I'll chase Root as well for an update before moving the story on.

 

One thing I don't see in the description that I need to know to move my line forward is the wall structure. I'm picturing the standard hangar made with metal framing and sheet metal walls. If this is correct or incorrect please let me onow so I can make good my escape

these are pretty old buildings, so I was thinking more like this

Brick walls.. the mortar starting to crumble in places

Root I've emailed you some info for your netrun.

thanks Tiger,

It does help thanks. I've been away for the weekend so will post again today.. I've sent you a reply just to make sure you are happy with what I propose.

Just the small matter of getting through the day now.. Corporate life is cut throat

I'll chase Root as well for an update before moving the story on.

@Root

Sera protests but you run a quick diagnostic of your computer and it appears to be working fine. You can jack right in to the Net if you want to run a search.

The local data on the chip appears to be intact and you can access that again. Some of it you can see is now has been decrypted and is accessible.

**If you are accessing that how are you doing so? Jacking in?**

@Boris,

The car looks in good nick - only a year or two old at most. (Cadillac CT6 esk). Unlocked though but nothing immediately visible (no key in ignition)

The rotor noise is getting closer towards the front of the building. It starts to reverberate as it gets lower. Probably less than 30 seconds out.

Lots of dust, rat / bird dropping, random rubble and bits of ceiling that have fallen cover the ground. Nothing that could be described as cover. The car is parked neatly in the centre and you can see tracks leading to the front entrance.

Length of the warehouse is 100m approx so equal distance either way.

Siskin,

Let me know where you park in relation to the shop and I'll add that to my next post. Out front, round the corner or where ever.

Boris - by the style and clues gleaned you can determine that you are in the docks still.. An insight into Boris's frame of mind would be useful too.

@Sisken

You and Sera manage to get Root into the vehicle without incident within a couple of mins. Moving quickly ensured that a people didn't react to stop you and there was no sign of security. Climbing into the drivers seat, you pull out of the parking spot smoothly into the flow of traffic

About 100m up the road you wait patiently for the intersection lights to go green. Stepping on the gas you immediately slam on the brakes as a convoy of 3 black SUVs tear around the bend = their tires squealing on the asphalt - headed back towards the NCU campus! Suits and sunglasses behind the wheel

@Root, Feeling the car jerk to a halt, You sit up

"Whoaa! We're in trouble...that is I think we are.."

Sera, surprised at your recovery, slams you back down but her voice is soft.. "just stay down Root. I think we have."

To Sisken she says "Let's not hang around eh"

Over the sound of the engine you hear the unmistakable sound of a round being chambered

**You can journey back to the shop without incident - unless you feel a detour is in order**

@Boris.

The impact of your fist is deafening as you strike the metal around you. towards your feet, head and sides it feels pretty solid but above you (as you lay on your back) the metal seems thin and pliable so you concentrate there!

With a bead of sweat forming on your brow you build a steady rhythm of solid hits - BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG - The strikes ring out and after a moment there is the smallest of shafts of light at each end.. You squint at the now slightly less dark surroundings you appear to be in the trunk of a car. Now with renewed vigor you concentrate your strikes where you think the weakest areas would be

BANG BANG BANG BANG.. PING.. WHABAMMMM!

The truck lid flies open with a crash - echoing loudly. This was no stealth exit.

You find yourself in dark, dirty warehouse, empty but for the car you are in and lit dimly by the small windows around the ceiling level. There is a large sliding (hanger-esk) door at one end and a smaller roller shutter at the other. You can hear the thump thump thump of rotors quite clearly now, and it sounds almost overhead.

Did I get any detail of the ICE that attacked me? Can I tell whether it gleaned any information about me?

It didn't break down the firewall of the neural processor and into your brain data just interrupted the outputs to mess with movement. Your geolocation may have been compromised but personal data not so.

The ICE was unidentified - it's not of the street. Military, AI or government most likely as it was quick, had resource, and not many could begin to compromise a users neural network so adeptly unless an l33t h4x0rz . It crashed your software before you could get to the source but that doesn't mean that you couldn't interogate the data to see where the trace got to.

@Root - The things you remember when you find your feet.

Any of the imagery described. They're might be more in your head but it doesn't spring to mind - try later

You're experienced enough to recognise Military ICE - Nothing on the street hits that fast and hard. Could be an AI

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Just note that while no noticeable damage to your brain or nervous system its been a shock so role play accordingly.. I'll take a few mins to get back up to speed.

The metallic taste is blood

@Atta

You'll see flickers of recognition in her eyes and fully limb movement so not completely fried and you can see she's relatively okay to move.

@Tiger

If you start moving around you'll realise you are in a metalic cube... most likely the trunk of a car. Detail that in your next post and what you do. You can't hear anyone close.

@Atta

Moving with calm precision you yank the cables and Roots body immediately goes limp.. You're dimly aware of Sera cursing "fuck!" and leaping up as you lay Root down on the ground by the bench.

@Root,

After what seems like an eternity you sense the connection break abruptly the countdown frozen on 3 seconds.. you see the sky and Siskins face looking down at you, followed shortly by Sera's face. Taking a deep breath you realise a few things, the metallic taste in your mouth, that you appear to be laying down and it looks like a storm is coming in

The students begin to stop, looking to see what's happening, muttering in their groups.

They don't get any closer however.

@Atta

"Too much attention here, time to leave!" Sera hisses into your ear "Lets get her up" She'll help you carry Root to the car. Grabbing an arm each to support Root perhaps

@Tiger

Everything appears to be working okay - you can hear the whine of the servos responding to your subconscious commands. It's pitch black where you are and seems a little stuffy..

From what you can tell you seem to be on some kind of soft plastic.

Listening intently you can hear a gentle ding ding ding in the background.. the scream of gulls, and some kind of whump whump whump of a helicopter or osprey approaching..

*Tiger*

You crank open an eye as waves of nausea rush over you.. a deep throbbing emanating from the back of your skull

It's dark and you gingerly run your meat hand through your matted hair, noting the warm sticky blood that's congealing there.

..

@Tiger.. Sergie shrugs "You got one more job" - he nods, indicating behind you

As you turn you see Dimitri swinging a large pipe at your face. You instinctively go to block but with a huge clang it glances off your arm and strikes you solidly in the side of the head.

Dazed you feel another sharp pain as a 2nd blow lands..

The

World

Goes

Black

@Siskin,

Turning your attention to the wallet you thumb through quickly identifying a bundle of dollar bills ($500) a cred chip and a plush business card. You note the subtle off white colouring, the tasteful thickness of it.. OMG it even has a watermark

**Dean Ellis, Vice President, Night City Bank**

You toss the cred chip towards Sera which she catches expertly and inserts straight into a small reader turning away as you put the rest into your pocket.

As you tell Root your story you see her attention drift and after a moment you stop.. Sera is absent mindly scanning the crowds so you pull out your drawing pad and begin sketching Root.

[Painting/Drawing success]

Studying her face.. something looks wrong her eyes expressionless and a trickle of blood coming from where she is biting into her lip..

[Awareness Success] The screen on Roots tablet is flashing RED messages

@Fink You plug in the chip and while Siskin is telling his story he fades more and more into the background as data starts appearing in front of your eyes - huge amounts of data that begins to steal your focus away from the reality of the NCU campus..

Mentally you activate your programs and the data shifts.. small pieces becoming legible in the swirling sea of complex encryptions

Grasping at a strand - you see the message along with a small flashing prompt

UNENCRYPT? Y/N

Opening up a prompt in front of you it appear that the link wants to contact an external source - identity hidden. "Where are you going?" you think booting up Trace and Stealth software and opening a port before hitting Y

CONNECTING.. CONNECTING.. CONNECTING.. SATELLITE LINK ESTABLISHED.. ACCESSING DATA..

Intensely you bite on your lip - noting a small piece of dry skin that you attempt to remove as Images begin to flash in front of your eye... not remaining in view for more than a moment and getting faster and faster.. before becoming a blur..

A group of russian soldiers with one mans head circled

A medical report.. Cyberware installation: Arm

A russian passport

Co-ordinates of a port

Wire Diagram of some kind of technology

Maps - Vehicle routes

The painted letters - "Avrasaya"

..your brain is overloaded by the sheer volume of data, the feeling of something reaching back into your mind.. Red boxes begin flashing up..

REVERSE TRACE DETECTED.. STEALTH SOFTWARE COMPROMISED.. NEURAL INTRUSION DETECTED.. TRACE CANCELLED.. PROCESSOR FIREWALL BREACH IN 30 SECONDS

If your body could move you'd call out a warning.. disconnect.. but nothing responds and you're helpless as the timer counts down, images continuing to flash up

A shipping manifest..

Another Face

Photographs around Night City..

Building Plans..

20, 19, 18..

You try to lift a finger, give a sign, anything but it's like you are trapped in a shell with no-way out..

If it bleeds, we can kill it.

Sorry just posted. I was delayed as I was distracted by RL

On the cyberpunk Lifepath

7-8 Romantic Involvement

8-10 Fast Affairs and Hot Dates

Next post is in the main story thread. They'll be a certain amount of character interaction now with 2 PCs together so you may need to use this thread to discuss posts, conversations and reactions before posting to keep the main story flowing and not a string of questions..

As we're all shaping the story together feel free to ask me questions here before posting - especially if you are interacting with the environment or characters.

I'm also going to make sure I'm on here more. I've regained my focus