(IC): Oscillation Chapter 1: The Void that Binds
Jasper doesn't move from his position, save slight turns of his head or a tap of his index finger. Each of the questions thrown his way gets addressed in turn, without hesitation.
"Your read is accurate, Whisper," Jasper says, a tinge of satisfaction in his voice. "There has been no ransom message. No message of any kind. In the occasional kidnap gig I have negotiated," the emphasis is heavy, perhaps indicating a level of distaste with ATM withdraw kidnapping, "there has been contact made within twelve hours. Her father has not been made aware of any demands. Or at least any that I have been made aware of."
On the question of flesh peddlers, Jasper punts, calling his muscle into the discussion. "L," he calls out, causing the high strung solo to stop his pacing. The thin man turns, blond hair flowing out behind him. Underneath the mane, sculpted, almost fragile, angelic features emerge, sharp eyes waiting for the request. "Can you talk to Lily? Find out where Punk Slick is selecting for talent this week?"
L.Seth cackles. "She's going to know it's for you."
"Oh well, lucky me. Make the call. Please."
The muscle disappears into the hall to make a call, leaving his Fixer in a room alone with three edgerunners in either a display of confidence or ignorance. Jasper doesn't seem to mind.
When Kenji brings up the pay scale, Jasper nods. "Should you wish an increase in pay, I'm happy to negotiate on your behalf," he answers with no malice or frustration. "I happen to know the father has deeper pockets based on other projects," he gives Cruz a knowing look, "I am currently contracted for."
"Cyberware, according to profile, is standard corporate kid work up: toxin binders, interface plugs, agent, Nanjani Designer eyes, which could be valuable on the secondary market. Minimal bio-sculpting, apparently her good looks are a feature of superior genetics. Probably from mom, based on dad. Fashionware work up for all the latest styles. No combat mods to speak of." Jasper taps his foot idly. "Nothing out of the ordinary, but we've all seen meat in the street for less."
The heavy oak door cracks open and L.Seth returns to the room sporting a grin. "Lily says Punk Slick is working Heywood this week. She also says for you to go fuck yourself."
"Lucky me," Jasper repeats with a sigh. "Back to business. We do have netrunner support working this case, but without a hard target, as of yet, we can't get good penetration. Viceroy is currently pulling what security footage she can from the area surrounding the grab. When that becomes available, we'll get it to you."
Finally, the fixer turns to Cruz. "I can say with certainty that there are no other crews working this case. I was approached due to a preexisting relationship. Quiet is the order of the day. Mr. Copeland does not wish this situation made public."