Life in the Fast Lane (Group 2 IC)
Bishop's office is in an old Arasaka satellite office, abandoned since the end of the War. Bishop arranged to have partial power restored, enough to give his office on the third floor a facade that wasn't far off of what it might have looked like in its heyday, as long as you ignored the cracked and stained plaster, peeling paint, and the bullet holes. But what doesn't have bullet holes in Night City?
Bishop himself was enthroned behind his desk, another piece of scavenged corporate furniture. At a distance, even the man himself looked the part, though the blazer was purple and the typical starched white dress shirt was replaced with a fashionable synthsilk model. As the rest of the runners filter in, he busied himself cleaning his Ameritech Magnum, greeting each of them in turn.
"Brother. I'm pleased you and la Madrina have seen fit to join us. Welcome, to both you and your iron."
"Tigger, good to see you. How are the races faring? Challenging enough to keep your interest?"
"Ah, the Smiler. How's business? Any new acquisitions?"
Please feel free to respond to the greetings in your posts, but gonna skip ahead for expediency here.
"Time's short, so to biz. I've been contacted by an anonymous client looking for a covert protection detail. Client, calling himself Argus, expects multiple attempts on the life of the principal, as someone has taken out a time-sensitive contract on her. Principal goes by 'Chloe', listed on a Data Pool... here." Bishop brings up Chloe's page on the laptop that occupies the corner of his desk, spinning it to face the team. "I was hoping to contract a Netrunner for this op, but they seem to be running late. Anyone that wants to do a little extra digging is welcome."
"Pay's 1,500 eddies, 50% up front, plus 'reasonable' expenses and a bonus based on the physical and mental condition of the principal at the end of the job. Contract out on the principal expires tomorrow at 19:00, so it'll be a short, eventful detail. Since time is a factor, I'll be joining you personally on this job. To reiterate, this is a covert detail organized by a third party, the principal is not aware of the danger, and has no idea we're on her side. So, now you know what I know. Thoughts and questions?"