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ShadowRun, SR4: Welcome to New York! | by LongFist | 2015-07-20 20:40:45 |
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The Current Situation Posts (CSP) SubThread | by LongFist | 2015-08-07 07:32:17 |
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CSP 018: | by LongFist | 2015-11-24 07:28:53 |
| Ace's actions... |
by ShadowSystems |
2015-12-02 21:00:52 |
Ace pays rapt attention to the magical version of a hologram floating above Leeson's palm with an awed whisper of "Cooooollll..."
He leans forward to get a better look at Miss Garcia & gives a low appreciative whistle, somewhere between honest appreciation for her beauty & lecherous desire to get a gander at the real thing.
Sitting back against the wall he smiles & nods, then brushes away Leeson's quip about the lack of audio with a wave of a hand.
"Not a problem, the image is good enough to give me enough to identify her if I see her."
Ace raises an eyebrow at the bit about Miss Garcia staying in the park, asking hopefully: "Did you ever see what she did in the park?
Did she meet with anyone? I mean, if all she did was sit on a bench & fling breadcrumbs to the birds then that's one thing, but if she kept meeting the same someone or someones then that's quite another."
When Leeson speaks of the WarLords & asks if we know of them, Ace sighs & nods as if weary.
"It's part of my notes on the MapSoft I offered you. You can't eat in peace where a gang controls the turf, and I tried to find out such things to make sure my meals weren't interrupted by a shake down.
I know OF them but not much ABOUT them. Mostly that they're in this area & the eateries or night clubs they might extract protection money from."
Ace nearly sits bolt upright at Leeson's mention of the Mob & goes wide eyed in apprehension.
A spluttered "The Mob? Are you sure it's the Mob that sent the two goons? What makes you think it was the Mob?" escapes Ace's lips in a harsh whispered rush.
He takes a panicked scan of the sky, the rooftops, the windows around, & then tries to suck his head down between his shoulders like a turtle.
Muttering darkly "Just great. Mob. Just, Freakin, Great. Just what we need. The bloody MOB in the mix... Damn."
Shaking his head like a dog shedding water, Ace looks back up & exhales a long, slow, "getting ahold of myself" breath.
When Leeson mentions ghouls & then Block confirms that Reggie was supposed to be hunting them, Ace nods emphaticly & jabs a thumb towards his buddy.
"What he said. If Reggie is here to hunt ghouls & Miss Garcia might be one, then it stands to reason the two events aren't entirely coincidental.
If Reggie is here to hunt *her* then I'm all for turning the hunter into prey."
Ace listens to Block asking if Leeson can get word to the gangers then scrunches up his brow in concentration.
Slowly as if verbally following a trail of mental breadcrumbs in a chain of thought, Ace adds in his own inquiry.
"If you can get word to Choppy that Reggie is out hunting Garcia... then maybe they can scour the nooks & crannies for both Reggie & Garcia.
The more eyes on the ground searching for sign, ears to the street listening for whispers, & noses to the wind sniffing for scent, the better the chance the quarry will get found.
If you can get the Warriors to canvas their turf for those two & get word back to you when & where we can find them too, then we can try & end this in a manner with as little bloodshed as possible."
At X's message about Reggie, Ace sends back via the encrypted "Group to All" link in his head: "One. Three. Copy inbound, stealthed, & wounded. Heightened surveilence initiated. Out."
Ace snaps his head down & glares at his decoy ComLink as if what it just vibrated to inform him about was the last thing he wanted to know.
Whispering fiercely for Leeson's benefit Ace explains quickly.
"Speaking of the devil, the hunter is inbound right now. Silver-Gray NightSky. Possibly wounded. Armed for bear & p4ed as hell. Heads up folks, s4s about to hit the fan."
With that he turns around & goes up to one knee, the better to see out over the parapet.
Scanning the sky overhead, the surrounding roof tops, those windows that might hide a sniper, & then looking down to scope the street, Ace uses his decoy ComLink to capture the trideo of the same scan & pipe it to his internal one for
storeage & later revisiting.
Eyes & ears peeled for anything & everything, he's trying to perceive as much as possible lest the bit he misses be the bit that gets him slagged.
((Perception: 3, 1, 4, 5, 2, 6, 3, 3, 2.))
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Block slips in one some change | by rebill | 2015-12-03 04:33:18 |
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