Soundtrack wrote:You'll be dead when your war is won//Tommy gun//But did you have to gun down everyone?//I can see it's kill or be killed//A nation of destiny has got to be fulfilled//Whatever you want, you're gonna get it!
Bar Neleus is crowded. Suspiciously crowded, maybe, if one tended towards paranoia. It was also small.TIME STAMP wrote: //Location:Tacoma/Seattle Metroplex/UCAS
//Time: <2150:00/2075-01-14> Combat round OVER
//Weather: <Light Fog, 6.3C, Wind W 3kph, feels like 6C>
//Air Quality: <Moderate (Yellow), Precipitation pH 2.8>
From the front door almost the entire interior was visible, at least the front of house areas. The back of house areas - stockroom, kitchen, offices, bathrooms, etc, - were not visible, but the plans were available on the Matrix.
The setup here is to meet with a Johnson named Erika Hoffner. She has a public enough profile, with one detractor putting it succinctly:
She sits at a table at the back of the room. Hoffner has dark shoulder-length hair, worn straight, a slim build, and narrow facial features. At the table with her is a who should look out of place, but seems completely at home. A quick thermal read, or PAN intrusion will reveal him to have no obvious cyberware or modifications. Similarly, a quick astral read shows he has no magical powers.Online Detractor wrote:Erika Hoffner has been working for the UCAS government since before she could walk. A baby model for the Bright New Future program back in the ’40s, her politician parents groomed her for political success from birth. She’s tall, with a powerful presence and friendly smile that puts everyone she meets at ease, but behind her gentle eyes is a whip-quick mind reading the room for any exploit.
That can not be said for the sitting at the table closest to them. She is a mage, without a doubt. An astute observer might notice a range of talismans representing different aspects of duality and dialectic concepts. Prominently, fire and ice. She is wary and is not astral projecting currently.
Obvious from their expensive (though not stylish) gear, the and playing pool are clearly part of the entourage as well. The troll radiates street sam, and he's 'wared up enough to back it up. The dwarf is also full of cyberware, but subtle clues peg her for a rigger of some sort.
The of Hoffman's security is in the far corner, leaning back in her chair. Her attention seems to be focused on an antique hand held game. She has no obvious cyberware or no obvious magical talents.
On the opposite side of the bar the normal patrons seem to be watching Hoffner's group with contempt, but no anger or hostility. Bar Neleus is at a crossroads, multiple territories come close, but do not cross over. Elves, dwarves, orks, trolls and the occasional human are welcome and by general unspoken agreement they behave themselves in here. So for now, the feeling in the small bar is wry amusement.
Plus, Hoffman is running a tab for all the patrons, and that goes a long way to keeping the peace.
Whatever way - tactical, casual, dramatic, or any combination - the team enters, Hoffner's team will remain calm and allow them to approach. When they are near the pool tables, the trim elf stands.
"Welcome, there are few chairs here, feel free to fetch more and sit, or acquaint yourself with our small party around the room."
The table will sit four people total, a few more could be squeezed in as a second row. There is plenty of room to sit and extra chairs around for everyone, just not at Hoffman's table.
When everyone is settled, Hoffner will speak directly to the two 'runners sitting directly at her table. She nods to everyone, "Thank you for meeting me. First, I want to clear the air, the run at the warehouses was a test, an audition, yes. But it was not a competition. The elf team had nothing to do with me. I already have resources involved in finding out more about them. As an act of good faith, I will transfer another 4,000 nuyen to your account."
She looks over to the elf. He takes over the conversation. "I'm Yu, very happy to have you all here tonight." He smiles, taking a moment to read the room. "I'm sure you've done your homework, you know who Ms Hoffner is. I will tell you briefly why you are here talking with us. Plainly, we need independent resources not connected with established power networks, or should I say, not beholden to, those networks. In the parlance of the marketing world, you might say we need some fresh faces, fresh perspectives."
Yu seems to think that's enough, or at least pretend to. Hoffner adds, "We are looking for a long term contract, that's what Yu is saying.
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