Grandma Tusk wanted runners to steal some overpriced toys from a warehouse, runners were happy to oblige and knocked out some wageslave guards in the process.
Granny Tusk's grandchildren had told her oh so many times about these board games they seemed to love so much, and considering it was about gift-giving time for them she was in the market for some of the miniatures they kept pestering her about. Though, when looking at some of the ridiculous prices for them, she realized that it would be far more cost-effective to just hire some lovely shadowrunners to 'procure' them for her, while giving the hard-working dears some light work.
The group was rather surprised to find the location of their meet to be the exact opposite of the usual seedy bar, unknown warehouse, or low-down restaurant, in fact, it was a rather lively, inviting little home filled with trolls in rather large knit sweaters. Meeting Mrs. Johnson, she rather quickly dropped the formalities of a meet by introducing herself as Granny Tusk, and began to explain her woes to the group over a lovely plate of tea and cookies.
Being a loving grandmother, she wanted to get all of her grandchildren toys for a nearing holiday, of course, they happened to be interested in just the sorts of toys that were designed to drain the wallets of parents and loving grandparents alike, so, after crunching some numbers, she figured she'd be able to get them for even less by hiring a strapping group of shadowrunners to do so instead, thanks to her connections as a fixer, pricing would be the last of her worries in this regard. With a few token questions and a request for seconds on those cookies, the runners were pleased to know the run would be simple as can be, just run on into the warehouse, grab the toys after dealing with the guards, and get out, plain and simple. With their missions assigned and a light snack, they hopped into their vehicles and got on their way to the job.
8133D3R insisted on running the matrix search for the facility on the way, with some intense preparation, and some assistance from M3chan1c and Heracles, the dwarf dove headfirst into the matrix, utterly tearing through mountains and mountains of data as Heracles questioned if such an invasive search was really necessary for some small-time toy warehouse, though, his efforts were rewarded with a manifest, a list of employees on guard, and a proper location. After a few hours of searching, the party arrived at the location, it had already been decided that this would be a simple, loud smash-and-grab job, so the moment they parked, the group gathered up at the doors as M3chan1c dove into the matrix and shut down the cameras.
The entire combat was a pure blitz on the part of the shadowrunners, M3chan1c's drone and Rurosha immediately went for the leaders of the group, knocking them over in just a few seconds and leaving them helpless and their men disorganized. The other runners poured in and started to fire of a flurry of Gel-rounds towards the remaining guards who were too stunned to react in time. As the group started up on their second volly, Silver gave a rallying cry to the group, pushing them to keep up the pressure on the wagers as another pair went down for the count under a hail of non-lethal fire, trading missed shots back towards the runners as their numbers were overwhelmed by the sudden attack. Seeing no other option, the remaining guards surrendered and let the runners scrounge about their facility uncontested.
The party milled about while they rummaged through the facility, making a few French-themed jokes at the surrendering guard's expense until they managed to come out with the needed goods, after a simple drive back to Grandma's place (and a stop for burgers along the way) the party was able to make the delivery, just in time to be invited to dinner by the friendly Troll. Not being ones to refuse a meal, and one member being an exceedingly hungry snake, they gladly sat down and joined Grams for dinner before being sent on their way with their reward.
Rewards for 'Fuckin' Overpriced':
2k Nuyen (1 RVP)
8 Karma (8 RVP)
Optional, taking from the above rewards:
Sprite Affinity (Machine Sprite) for Heracles (7 RVP)
Focused Concentration for 8133D3R (4 RVP per)
Granny Tusk (C2/L4) (5 RVP)
"Out of spite, I play the French national anthem to the surrendering guards."
"You now know in-character that it's a Low run. In a nutshell."
"You can knock on the door with your head."
Player After Action Reports (AARs)
M3chan1c: "Can't say it was much of a struggle to get this job done, simple enough to find the place, simple enough to crack the security, and the guards weren't even ready for us. Hell, I even got my first home-cooked meal in years outta' it, I'd do a-hundred of these runs just for the sake'a that woman, she's a saint."
Silver: "Ahhhh, cant really recall when i had a meal this good. And hey, we made some little Metahumans happy, i got to watch some nice shootin and snarling some comments at guards. Got a good share of food out of it and a good stretch as well."
Can't say that this took great effort, aside from holding back to knock people out with a sword. Giving toys to small children is always nice for the warm fuzzies.