Ledo tried to appraise the guy watching Adele. It was either someone with the same idea as him or, he suspected, some kind of private security. These guys were civilians handling a lot of credits so a bit of professional oversight seemed only natural to make sure nothing like..well...him came around.

Too bad she was desperate and he had smooth enough moves to handle a middle-aged spinster. He grabbed his whisky and ordered something sweet but potent, a long island ice tea perhaps, and sat down next to Adele, dropping off the long island before raising his glass to toast hers.

"Well hello there. Having any luck tonight?"

Silver and Tepha

Olga brings a hand to her cheek.  The security guy, who had been about to stand, settles down.

Olga turns to you Silver, with a pleasant smile.

"You gonna blow me away in front of all these witnesses?  No?  Then get the fucking gun out of my rib cage Dear."

She looks back at you Tepha.  "You must be the brains.  Alright.  I'm convinced you're not cops.  But this is not the best place for this kind of conversation.  I'd ask you up to my room.  But...ha.  I'm entertaining at the moment."

She purses her lips and thinks it over.  "I'm not going to give you a name.  Loose lips get sunk like ships after all.  But I will arrange a meeting.  How's that for compromise?

"You can pick the location.  Buzz me in an hour and I'll give you the time.  You can make your pitch to the decision makers there.  'kay?"

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Nero

The security guards glance at each other.  One puts his hand on his earpiece.

"Yeah.  We gotta...'The' Nero...out here saying he's got booze."

Let's have Mr. Nero make me a roll.  Let's call it Persuade or Diplomacy or Carouse (your choice)/Soc.  Thanks

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Rig

You taps on the accel.

The gray van rolls into the front of his vehicle, though at such low speed the impact is minimal.

There's a long moment, then the passenger side door opens.  A woman steps out.  She's wearing a jumpsuit in a non-descipt grayish color.  She's got shades on, which is strange in an undersea city where the lighting is controlled.  She flips them off as she comes over.  You don't get enough of a glance to tell for sure, but you think they may be targeting specs.

"Hi." She smiles, tucking her specs away in a pocket of the jumpsuit.  "You good?  No harm done right?  It'll take hours for cops to show up, what with Shrimp Fest and all.  Let's just settle this here, alright?"

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Ledo

Adele glances up and looks you over.  You must pass because she picks up the drink. "Well.  The night's still young.  How about you?"

The security guy...and that must be what he is...is acting like he got a call on his comm line.  But he's busy snapping a pic of you.  Must be so he can forward for an ident attempt.

Silver smiles and puts the gun away.

"See that wasn't so hard."

She looks at Tepha but the glare coming from across the table made her smile evaporate.

"What?"

Tepha didn't respond, she shifted to look back at Olga.

"Sorry about that but we are on a tight timeline. Glad we could make come to an agreement. We'll call in an hour."

Now they just had to find a good place to conduct a meeting with a terrorist organization...
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Nero raises his voice to make sure it's heard over the radio and through the door.

"Not just the booze but I've got the PARTY!"


09:29, Today: Nerotes Madigan rolled 9 using 2d6+2.  carouse.

Rig just gave a nod.

"Yeah, it was just a little tap. No need to get insurance involved, right?"

He bent over to look at the corner of his vehicle and the van giving him a good look at the plates.

"Doesn't look too bad. I'm willing to call it square if you are. Deal?"

Ledo just grins.

"Well things seem to be turning around. Hi, my names Ledo."

After their initial meet and greet Ledo will try to keep the conversation pointed at Adele and keep the drinks flowing. He's not looking for anything in specific but just what she is willing to say while intoxicated might be a good indicator of how likely she might be to become an accomplice. Whether she likes her job, her lifestyle, so on and so forth.

In reply to Silver (msg # 98):

Silver and Tepha

Olga chuckles.  "Well then."

She waves for you to get out of the way Silver and then gives you both a nod, brushing a non existant hair off her left cheek.

That must be the 'good to go' signal, because the body guard gets up and walks out, giving you both a sideways glance before departing.

Going location hunting? Or do you have some location in mind?

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Nero

I forgot to ask:  what's BB doing at the mo? She with Nero?

The security guy keeps you waiting a moment before tapping his earpiece again.  He listens carefully nods, and looks at you.

"Okay.  They don't know no 'Nero'.  But if you got booze you can come in.  We'll need to search you first though."

---

Rig

You get the ID number off the registration symbol.  It starts with an ROL, which means it's a rental vehicle.

Let's see how subtle he is in pulling this off.  Give me a Persuade or Acting roll/Either Int or Dex.  Your call.

---

Adele smirks and sips her drink.  She doesn't seem to be a boozer.  She keeps wanting to nurse it.

And just to make everyone roll...

Persuade or Carouse/Soc please

Tepha gives Silver a questioning look and she shrugs.

"Okay we need a place without cameras. We need perfect deniability. I don't even think a face-to-face meeting is in the cards. Let's just pick up a pair of burner mobiles and use those. We can arrange for dead drops to transfer but given what we saw at the starport these people are on a watch list and might not be the brightest so we cannot let them get back to us, understood?"

Tepha just gives a shrug. It's not like she had set up clandestine meetings with volatile terrorists before.

---

Silver and Tepha spend the next hour doing some prep work. Silver and Tepha go to a local shop and buy some basic tourist gear: big floppy hat, sandals, a generic sundress. Then they go into a busy public bathroom and get into adjacent stalls. Silver changes into the tourist gear and passes her old clothes back to Tepha. They even take the time to mask Silver's scar.

Now dressed in a giant floppy hat and sunglasses that will help mask her from surveillance cameras Silver heads out to a local bodega to pick up a pair of burner phones. She heads out to a park, find a remote bench and tapes the phone to the underside of it after programming in the phone number of the other burner. Their exit strategy is the opposite. Tepha is waiting for her at a different busy restroom, Silver changes back into her normal gear and the tourist disguise is disposed of quietly in the restroom recycling facility.

When it came time to contact Olga they just had to have her pass along the location of the phone and wait for a call.

BB watched Nero get searched on the monitors back in their suite across the hall. If the Booga Boys decided to try and pull a prank she was going to be there revving her chainsword. Plus she had no interest in partying with a pop girl band that appealed to tweeners and she figured their security would keep him just as safe as she would.

All Nero had on him was booze, drugs, and his phone so he had no problem being searched. He was seconds away from getting the stream of his lifetime. This was going to put him on the map without question.

Rig straightens up and offers his hand to signal a square deal.

OOC:
19:43, Today: Gary 'Rig' Rigan rolled 6 using 2d6+1.  Persuade/int.

Ledo grew a little nervous when he saw he couldn't ply her with alcohol. His master plan had involved getting her blackout drunk so he wouldn't have to go all the way with things. His only other course of action was himself to get drunk, or at least seemingly so. He could handle his alcohol pretty well but he knew that if he pounded back the drinks it wouldn't be too crazy if he passed out on her couch instead of in her bed...

Hmmm..
19:44, Today: Ledo Typhin rolled 6 using 2d6+1.  carouse/social.

Die roller wasn't your friend yesterday, huh?

Rig

She stares at your hand for a moment.  Her eyes flick towards the ident plate you just looked at, but she smiles and takes your hand.

"Done and done.  Just in case there's witnesses, what's your comm line? Just so we can give each other a heads up in case the cops come askin'."

---

Tepha and Silver

Olga seems to find the whole 'hidden comm line' bit funny.  But she doesn't hesitate.  "Guy you can call Scoch will be out there in a half hour.  Best of luck."

Are they going to survey the touch point site?  Or just call from a blind alley a safe distance away?

A half hour later, when you dial, the phone answers on the second ring.  A rough barritone voice says, "Yeah?"

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Nero and BB

The guard opens the door for you Nero.  Inside is a larger suite than your own.  There appear to be at least six different bedroom doors off a large central room.

Only two of the Pany Paws are in the room at the moment.  A brunette in skin tight yellow dress and a faux-blonde with orange highlights in a skin tight pants suit.

Orange Blonde takes a deep breath.  "Finally.  Some cosmic justice."  She walks up to the booze without even glancing at you Nero

"You should tip him," says the brunette.

Orange Blond puts down the fifth of Vargarian Bourbon and comes up with a twelve cred marker.  "Yeah yeah.  Here ya go.  Keep this stuff comin', 'kay?"

---

Ledo

Adele giggles as you 'slam' back a few more.  She's playing with her hair and making sure to stick out her chest.

It is a nice chest.  Can't deny that.

"So, hey.  Lissen.  It's gotten so noisy here.  My place is really close.  Wanna go for a private drink?"

She makes the first move, and sooner than you thought she might.  You haven't really had a chance to 'slam' back enough to cover too big a drunk act.

If you think I'm going to make it easy, you were sorely wrong Sir.

On that note though, if you want to try a skill roll to see if you can either fake drunk believably or try to convince her to have a few more, I'd allow it.  -1 Penalty on that second roll though.  Acting/Int on the first one.  Persuade or Diplomacy/Soc on the second.

Feel free to pitch another option or skill/characteristic choice.

Questions?

Rig gave a nod and exchanged numbers. If this lady was a real professional she would be able to find his identity anyway and any attempts at subterfuge would risk putting him further on the radar. This way it went both way, it might be easier for Fritz to ID these guys and who they work for with the plate and number.

Tepha was on the phone while Silver “went for a run” around the park. Some cardio and then a bit of stretching far enough away that she could casually see what was at the park bench without being too obtrusive. Once she got a look at the guy though she wrapped up and headed back for the docks.

Tepha was all smiles over the phone.

”Hello! Glad you could take my call. I understand that you work for a certain organization that might be looking for a bit of leverage over the local government concerning environmental matters? I believe I have a tool you could use to help them come to the negotiating table...if the price is right, of course.”

Meanwhile she messaged Fritz to see if he could find anything about someone called “Scoch” to see if there was any additional information that could help them in their negotiations.

Nero gave a chuckle and shook his head.

<periwinkle>”Oh you got me all wrong. I don’t work for the hotel. I’m staying here. Across the hall. I’m actually a celebrity judge for the big race. I’ve got the room to myself though and I don’t enjoy drinking alone so I thought I’d share the bounty I’ve raided from the hotel bar!”<periwinkle>

Out of impulse BB saved a copy of the surveillance footage of the band letting loose when they thought nobody was looking. it was probably nothing, but to a group obsessed with their image it might be something if Nero ends up getting in serious trouble with them.

Ledo grinned at her even as he was starting to panic. He might not have thought this all the way through and mentally he was trying to do the calculations of weighing the money against cheating on Tepha.

”Do you want to grab some drinks to go at least? It’d be a shame to get a dry throat later on...”

He reached out to touch her hand, hoping a bit of physical contact would help edge her over to his side of thinking.

OOC: And maybe get him a desperately needed +1 to push him over the threshold? Eh? Ehhhh?

Ledo

She giggles.  "Okay.  Another round then..."

Got your +1

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Nero

Orange Blonde takes a hefty slug on her drink and frowns in a cute-girl-pouty kind of way.

"Judge for what?  Is there a beauty pageant?"

"Jeez.  You are denser than a white dwarf, aren't ya?  It's that...octopus race thing.  Right?" The Brunette walks up and runs a finger along the sleeve of your shirt sleeve Nero.  "What movies you been in?  Whose your agent?"

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BB

On the camera screen showing the hall, the elevator dings.  A convoy of bellhops pushing carts pours out, almost like clowns from a small hover car.

Most of them converge on the Pany Paws door, bearing luggage and food.

One hell hop doggedly weaves through the cluster of traffic and come to your door, pushing a small cart covered in fruit and sandwiches.

He rings. "Delivering your daily snack cart ma'am."

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Silver

Silver, you see a guy in his early forties.  He screams thug/merc type.  There are Marine tats all over one arm with the other arm being an obvious synthetic job.  The odds are he's got some kind of firepower tamped up in it, but it's not too obvious.

He's got a scar that circles almost all the way around his head, like someone cut his skull in twain at an angle and then glued it back together.

He's scanning the area...

How 'bout Ms. Silver giving me a Acting or Streetwise/Int here, huh?

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Tepha

The comm declines vid, in case you sent with a vid link.

The voice is rough, deep bass, and has an accent that you'd swear is Zhodani if you didn't know better.  It's guttural for sure.

"The price would depend on the goods.  Why don't you give me some details and we'll talk."

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Rig

She smiles at you.  It's a rather prefab kind of smile.

The two of you disentangle your vehicles and they continue down the street.

Feeding the plate info to Fritz gets you a quick bump back.

Hmm.  That plate is actually listed as government owned.  Not Wyltz govie either.  It's property of the Duchess of Mora.

Throughout their drinks Ledo prodded Adele with questions. Where she worked, how she liked her job, what she wanted to do when she retired. He was trying to gauge how pliable she might be to becoming an inside woman for a percentage of the cut. By shifting the conversation to her co-workers maybe she would accidentally reveal something about one of the others holding onto a backup copy.

Nero decided to try and play it cool.

"Ugh who wants to talk about work? Drink! Be merry!"

He started cracking bottles and handing them out like free samples at the mall. You get a bottle! You get a bottle! You, the agent in the corner, gets a bottle! Everyone drinks a bottle!

BB grabbed her knife and looked carefully at the camera as she made the bellhop wait. Did he look nervous? Did he look familiar to her? Did the snack cart look like just a snack cart or was there a compartment underneath hidden where some naked prankster would be lying in wait.

Silver made sure she looked like she belonged. Just another tourist out for a jog, keeping in shape. Nothing to see here...


10:27, Today: Silver rolled 10 using 2d6+1.  streetwise/int.