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Background
Aztechnology is highly upset with the Horizon backed Technocratic Party's growth in the polls. So, they hire a runner team to assassinate their candidate.
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Player Characters
Frau Reiher
+1 Reputation with Aztechnology
AAR: I met up with the team in a Hispanic diner in an alright part of town. Ashe and Dokkaebi were both elves, one a wiz with a sniper rifle, the other claimed to be a technomancer (Though all I ever really saw him to was look things up. Don't really need to be a braindecker to do that, eh Chummliechen?). The last one to sit down was a troll, Frau Bella, who gave me the Herzflimmerns when she merely looked in my direction.
We were just sitting down and getting to know each other when this Arschloch in a suit began swinging his credstick around and telling folks that he'd pay them to scram. This breach of discretion put as all out-of-ease, and our discomfort was not lessened when he then explained that he was hiring us to geek a Corporate-owned politico. Howard Cannon, senior vice president of Horizon's "Charisma Associates", Technocratic candidate, and current leader in the polls for the Seattle Gubernatorial elections. Now, I'm happy to jump at the chance to scrape some corporate-pig off the public scene, but the pile of Azzie corp-scrip we were being paid in made it fairly clear who we were working for.
Nevertheless, we agreed. We started out by scoping Herr Cannon's security and following his campaign. In an amusing alliance, it seemed that Horizon was working quite closely with Knight-Errant in this matter, and it seemed Horizon was holding the leash tight, as we witnessed proud, black-flag waving protestors take the stage and not be torn to ribbons by a hail of gunfire.
We decided that the best opportunity to do the job would be to take Cannon out while he was posing with workers on a clam-boat out in Elliot Bay. Our sniper, an elf by the name of Ashe, took the shot from the shore, but her round was caught in the stomach of a quick-thinking body guard (It pains me to see working-class peoples taking bullets for their oppressors, damn Arbeiterverräter). Thankfully our sniper was able to retreat back to my vehicle before a KE drone could get it's sights on her, and we made a speedy escape with her hidden in the smuggling compartment.
We went dark for about a week. A team was sent after us. The theatrics from the Johnson nearly got us caught, but we didn't leave much of a trail ourselves. We met back up, and set our sights on a fancy fundraising dinner at the top of the space needle. A plan developed. Bella would pose as an ex-ganger who had cleaned up her act and was starting an organization meant to "get metahumans from the barrens into positions of law-enforcement to reduce the violence that gripped the barrens under the archconservative party" and lead Herr Cannon away from his security team while Ashe took the shot from a nearby apartment building where we had rented an Airbnb. Ashe would wing Bella in the shoulder, whose getaway plan would be by ambulance, while Ashe would run down to the parking garage and hide in my vehicle's smuggling compartment.
The plan went on without a hitch. Bella was covered head-to-toe in corp-brains and screaming like a banshee as she was quickly escorted to a nearby hospital, and I was able to bluff our way through the security checkpoint.
Ashe
+1 Reputation with Aztechnology
Dokkaebi
+1 Reputation with Aztechnology
Belladonna
+1 Reputation with Aztechnology