Reibudansu
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Ryan Danes Cyberfang Orchid Heart of the Tempest |
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Summary
Johnson is suspicious that something will happen tonight at his nightclub, being unsure of his manager and security, he hires shadowrunners as a secondary layer of defense. After some prodding in digital and meatspace, it seemed that he was correct in his assumptions, leading to a bloody nightclub shootout with the mastermind dipping out during the chaos.
Background
The Meet
The group met up at Fruitful Desires, a family restaurant with connections to a pulse-pounding nightclub the moment the sun went down. Heading in as the night-life started to pour in, they met up with Johnson, a rather neatly dressed, somewhat nerdy-looking gentleman that you'd expect to be running the simple family restaurant, and maybe some sort of website as well. He introduced himself as Tortoise and started off by explaining that he had a feeling something was going to go wrong and decided to hire a set of runners, while he wasn't sure about what could be going on, he felt that runners would be a proper response to some odd goings-on through the shop, regardless of how frightened he seemed to be at the Runners, he seemed pretty serious about protecting the customers at his club from whatever could be going on. After some negotiations and arguments about payment and setting matters up beforehand, they got a better deal on the payment for the job, as well as some products that Tortoise had connections to. At the end, the group was informed that they were to avoid any casualties or collateral damage during the night, and if any actual combat was to occur, they would be getting an additional 2,000 nuyen bonus to their pay.
The Plan
Leave cyberfang in the van, near a door in order to make a quick entrance to assist the group. Ryan spots the host running silent, yet without any security preventing anyone from entering, with a proper greeter offering premade avatars to any guests. After some poking around, the decker dropped back into meatspace, apologizing that he couldn't breach the defenses of this host, as it seemed to have been designed by a rather wild spider with a hard-on for digital security. Thanks to this, they would be flying blind save for whatever resources they would be able to bring themselves, a set of micro-cams, drones, etc. Driving off to the site, they decided to set up whatever they could to give themselves an early warning, and just watch and wait for the big one.
Orchid easily talked M3chan1c inside as a security and technical assistant, heading off to the bar to start preparing her brews, M3chan1c dipped off to speak to a rather sketchy looking attendant behind a poorly-lit bar in the corner that he'd noticed while scoping the location out in the matrix. After discussing his inventory for a moment, he was able to change the subject to Geoff, the suspicious gentleman who would be running the event that night. Apparently he had been acting strange out of nowhere, isolating himself in a backroom each night, being very unusual in the few moments he shows his face, though, as the less-socially inclined rigger pressed the issue further, he clammed back up and suggested he speak to Clarice, the floor manager of the evening. Returning back to the bar, M3chan1c tagged Orchid in and held down the fort as she made her way off to pick the manager's brain over the matter. With some fast talking, the beans started to tip, it appeared that Geoff started to act strange out of nowhere, seeming to be in a heavy slump, reclusive, visiting illicit locations out of nowhere, and seeming to be in a funk, and this party was a matter to settle down tensions in the poor guy. While they walked and talked though, she bumped into the security for the evening, a group of samurai dressed head to toe in rave-styled traditional armor, oddly silent during conversation, according to Clarice, they were hired for the evening and, of course, managed to be late to work. As Orchid went to talk about, and pry into the extended inventory of the dealer, M3chan1c snuck around and found that the controls for the bay doors of the warehouse were rerouted into the DJ booth, sending Orchid out towards the operator in question. With a bit of social work, some proper sniffing, and some coercion, she managed to get him to crack, further admitting that Geoff was acting strange, and was the one who ordered the door subroutines to be hardwired into the DJ booth, after reassuring him that things would be fine, she passed a playlist from M3chan1c over his way to help him buff out his set for the night before dipping back to the others. After wagering that the Rigger's APC could easily smash through the doors if needed in case of an emergency, he dipped back out to his van, figuring he'd be able to run the operation from outside through his drones.