Gasoline Guzzlers
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Summary
Background
The Meet
The meet was held at a burned-out department store in the middle of Puyallup, with a member of the razorheads, armed with 5 katana, enough to fit the multiple cyberarms he has equipped asymmetrically across her body. Getting right to the point, Johnson explained that there is a contingent of Halloweeners in town that have access to a stockpile of un-spoiled gasoline, with the threat of their advanced molotovs, this was not something to be taken lightly. Whether the shipment is to be stolen, destroyed, it does not matter, the real point is that they want this group to go down, with this strike being the final nail in their coffin. The only stipulation for this job was that nobody was to know which gang hired the runners, that the job was meant to look like it came from just some random hooligans. The run was meant to be done quickly, as a foe-vein (how do you spell this?) was coming into the area rather soon.
Noticing the rather impressive cigar that Johnson was smoking, he requested to take a hit, realizing it was tobacco much like his own vice, a heavy inhale later and some poor life decisions, the Rigger slumped over with nausea and disorientation, summoning his Lynx drone to drag him over to his vehicle as 4NG4L desperately chased him with an anti-tox patch to get him to stop dying. After arguing over prices and such for a moment amongst themselves, Johnson interrupted them to offer a rather neat looking Clown Katana as a reward for completing the job, convincing the group to accept the job, seeing no better offers in sight.
With their objectives given, the location established as being the Super Kwick Fuel Station somewhat nearby, they either had to steal or destroy the shipment, kill everyone, or just get the gangers to leave, with a rather open-ended job, the group got on their way to scout the location out.
The Plan
Arriving on the location, 4NG3L did an initial pass of the place to see what she could spot along the way, though, missing her window to spot her foe, or the monofilament wire strung across the road, which sliced into her as she was thrown from her bike. Thankfully, she was able to get back up, spotting a rather pleased Halloweener laughing the whole situation up before reaching for her sidearm, prompting M3chan1c to snap her back to her senses with some tactical advice on the values of walking away until her allies are close.
Sending his fly-spy in, M3chan1c managed to scout out a good deal of the building before being spotted, and, thanks to some banter between a few of the halloweeners, the rigger was alerted to the threat of a bet to shoot the wings off of the drone, being in hotsim, he panicked and zipped out of the building, alerting the gangers to the drone's true nature, rather than it being a humble housefly.
Passing on some information to the party, 4NG4L took the initiative to go after the matrix resources of the gangers, spotting their commlinks, smartguns, a pair of their drones, "OL' 1HANDER" and a Lone Star Castle Guard. Working her way forwards to trace the icons of the drones, she managed to uncover 'OL' 1HANDER,' a combat drone stored in the storage room of the station, with a false-wall ton conceal it.
Hacking through the system as M3chan1c attempted to scout further through the building, 4NG3L managed to take the drone under her control, sending it out to assault the gangers, although it made them jump, the quick actions from a few of the gang members wielding a heavy flamethrower rendered it into a pile of molten slag. Seeing that attempt foiled, Rooster took the initiative in sneaking around the building while invisible, unfortunately, he happened to sneak right in front of a pair of fire spirits, who happened to be staring right at him.
The Run
Aftermath
Surrounding Rooster, Lumina, 4NG3L, and M3chan1c got to work patching up their ally, helping him get to his feet after treating his burns, giving M3chan1c a chance to hop back into his Roadmaster and take passes at the body of the troll that shot his Fly-spy, testing the suspension of his vehicle as well as his colorful vocabulary. The others crossed through the building, hunting down and quickly finding the gasoline storage. Before anyone could suggest how to take advantage of the resource provided in all of this gasoline, Rooster, now up and about again, dropped a remote detonation-primed grenade into the access port and stepped out of the building, causing the runners to cease their discussion. Stepping through the building, 4NG3L found a terminal and some odd cyber-fang in the room with the Mage's sleeping form. Looking into the terminal, she was able to find diary entries from the conjurer, discovering they actually had a deep-seated hatred for his gang members, with desires to change his life around by moving to the Redmond mage-acadamy, but due to the dangers associated with the area, he never moved to do so out of fear for his own safety. While 4NG3L continued to scour the location for goodies and weapons, M3chan1c summoned his GMC Armadillo, loading the unconscious Mage inside, slumped against the door, before sending the truck off to navigate to the listed mage college to dump him, rather unceremoniously, in front of the building before speeding back home. Grabbing whatever they wanted out of the area, the runners packed up and drove home as Rooster triggered his explosive, sending the gas station up in a blaze of glory.