1412, Twitchy Dan, Kopycat, Banshee, and Shrike were separately contacted, each given the address to a small club (Nico’s), a table number (8), and a date and time (7/22/2071, 7 PM). They cautiously assemble in the place and make a little small talk while they wait. Around 7:15 a chromed troll limps into the place, apologizing for being late and escorts them outside where a limousine is waiting. A short ride later they find themselves outside of The Usual Loophole. The troll leads them through the back entrance and down a hallway into a small meeting room where they meet Mr. Johnson. She informs them that a recent run had gone bad, leaving four of the five runners bleeding out on corp property. Fortunately, the one survivor was able to confirm that they had made it far enough to retrieve what they had been hired to retrieve: Two Vials of unspecified substance.
Mr. Johnson went on to explain that Soul-Vent had been hired to clean up the scene, and were therefore in possession of the geeked runners’ bodies. She set an estimated time frame of three days before the bodies were fully processed, giving the group three objectives to complete before that time:
1. Verify that all four members of the team were dead by finding their bodies, made distinguishable by H.A.T. tattooed on each of their right shoulders.
2. Retrieve the vials from the arm of the dead troll.
3. Retrieve a bracelet from the same arm. The bracelet purportedly had sentimental value to the remaining member of the team, and it was included as part of the run because “We look after our own.”
Banshee, doing some beginning Matrix recon, accidentally knocked Soul-Vent’s entire Matrix Node off the grid, doing some serious damage to their servers, but luckily only mildly injuring himself. The team, seeing a window of opportunity, decides to do the run right then and there.
By 9:30 or so the runners had gathered a few blocks outside of Soul-Vent, scoping out the place and planning their next move. With Kopycat’s clairvoyance and Banshee’s hacking security cameras they manage to map out the building and discover that they’re not the only ones running tonight. Three security guards are dead, a dwarf is on the second floor chem labs looking for something, and the troll’s body is already in the chop shop to be processed days earlier than it should have been. Not having time to think about this curious turn of events the group jumps into action. Twitchy Dan slices through a loading bay door while 1412 and Shrike try to bypass the exterior maglock. Twitchy Dan and Shrike then head to the basement morgue/chop shop to complete the job while 1412 and Kopycat head upstairs to watch the door the dwarf is behind, all the while Banshee sits in the Matrix trying to find out who else got into the system and put the cameras on the three minute loop. The vials and bracelet are retrieved, the bodies accounted for, graffiti left on the wall of the walk-in body freezer, explosive spam left on the corp’s Matrix Node, and the team makes a hasty exit without having to frag anyone. A call is made and by 11 everyone is back at The Usual Loophole to meet with Johnson again.
She takes the vials, examines them for a moment, and satisfied places them into a case. She then congratulates the runners on a job well done, expresses her pleasure at the speed of the run, casually dismisses the complications the team ran into, and then gives them a credstick with their reward. She leaves with a wink and the lingering promise of future business opportunities.
A CLEAN SLATE
Runners: 1412, Twitchy Dan, Kopycat, Banshee, Shrike
Mr. Johnson: Heterochromatic Elf
Run Time: 4 hours
Retrieved: Two Vials, Bracelet, Photos of four bodies
Karma: 6 (+1 Survival, +1 Run Completion, +1 Roleplaying, +3 First Session Bonus)
Concerning Kopycat and Twitchy Dan’s argument:
“She’s like The Little Mermaid: ’I’m 16, I’m not a little girl anymore!’ "
“Yeah, except Ariel had never murdered anyone.”
“We could try to sneak down the chimney and enter through the furnace as long as it’s off.”
“But if someone turns it on, you’re toast.”
“Working this late in the chop shop? Puts a new meaning to the graveyard shift.”
“Making ends meet.”
“The daily grind.”