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Post by Braddoc on Dec 10, 2006 1:55:39 GMT -5
CLiff sifted his eyes, but he locked back with Jorinda's. "Ok..so where's the guy at now?"
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Post by jblack on Dec 10, 2006 23:17:32 GMT -5
"Touristville." Jorinda replies. "Has a regular patrol there that extends from the Soy Shack to Station, and all the donut shops in between."
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Post by Braddoc on Dec 10, 2006 23:24:36 GMT -5
"All right, I know a bit 'round that part, so I'll be able to check it easy..so we get, like, half of it now and half after the job?..And ahem..you got a LTG so we can call you when it's done?" Cliff tapped his hand on the table, but he seems disconnected, more shaking up ideas in his head
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Post by jblack on Dec 12, 2006 1:19:09 GMT -5
"That sounds doable." Jorinda replies. "But I don't have an LTG. But a friend of mine does, and he's the one that's handling the money." She motions Xeno over to the table, and hopes that he comes over right away. While she waits, she offers the ganger an almost conspiratorial whisper. "But I'm warning ya now, he's a little on the odd side."
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Post by Xenomarch on Dec 12, 2006 10:19:59 GMT -5
As I walk over to the table I'll put on my best smile and start twirling a credstick between my fingers. "Gentlemen, Ladies. How can I help you this fine day?" <pulls up a chair to the booth/table> "May I sit here? Thanks." <sits without waiting for a reply> "As my lovely associate has mentioned, we're in need of some... how do you say? Attitudinal Adjustmenting.Yes that's it, attitudinal adjustmenting. I'm sure you already have the particulars and such and are more interested in payment. Fair enough. I believe 2 large" was the agreed upon price? Good, good. This cred stick will suffice to get things going and the remainder will be delivered after it is done."
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Post by Braddoc on Dec 12, 2006 22:58:37 GMT -5
Cliff took the credstick and checked the amount, throwing a few glances around him. "Yeah..yeah that'll be all right.." He turned back to Belle, keeping his eyes a second on Xenomarch's waving tail. "So..you sure he'll be patrolling the route you told me between the Soyshack and Station, 'cause I ain't lookin' forward to run around some other gang's turf for long y'know?...so 'just need the LTG and we'll be goin'.."
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Post by Falindraun on Dec 12, 2006 23:45:09 GMT -5
Without saying a word John gets up and walks over to the table and stands behind Jorinda, and crosses his arms as if he is waiting for something. "Lets give them my number instead."
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Post by jblack on Dec 13, 2006 2:50:57 GMT -5
Jorinda watches Xeno take a seat at the table. Attitudinal adjustment? What the? She watches as he hands over the credstick and watches nervously as Cliff checks it. If Xeno had been shining her on, she'd best be running back stage. She tries to look non-chalant as Cliff turns to her. "It's Class A security. They run regular patrols." Jorinda replies.
Jorinda looks as John volunteers to offer up his LTG number. "Well, there you go."
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Post by Braddoc on Dec 13, 2006 23:26:34 GMT -5
After taking John's LTG, cliff dragged his boys, who took 3 whole pizzas, outside. The only one who remained there was the one connected to his cyberdeck, and even he wasn't moving, still holding the same slice of pizzas since he first grabbed it. "Hey Good evening folks you know what time it is, time for Amateur hour, a full 2 hours of amateurs dancers all competing for the grand prize of 500 Nuyen." The local announcer was back on the mike doing his thing. "For all the lovely ladies just ask my Man Rick behind the bar for a form and the rules. All right, here's our first amateur of the evening...Bobby!" Some skinny black haired human, not older than 20, got on the stage form the dressing room, wearing a one-piece tight purple dress. she got to the pole and started swinging..well, like an amateur.
Time is now 5:32 PM
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Post by jblack on Dec 14, 2006 2:15:01 GMT -5
Jorinda watches Cliff and his boys take off, all except for the decker, who must be running interference for them. She turns to Xeno. "So what's next? We play the waiting game and watch this bunch of amateurs compete?"
Jorinda watches the woman on the stage and bites her tongue rather than offering any criticism. It was amateur hour, and she was a professional. Would be hardly fair if she competed, but if this girl was the best, she'd hate to see the worst...
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Post by Xenomarch on Dec 15, 2006 14:05:50 GMT -5
Jorinda watches Cliff and his boys take off, all except for the decker, who must be running interference for them. She turns to Xeno. "So what's next? We play the waiting game and watch this bunch of amateurs compete?" " You have the lead. I just was adding fuel to the fire. I'll back any play you make. As far as watching these girls, meh we can leave if you want." I'll head back to our original table and finish my pizza.
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Post by Braddoc on Dec 16, 2006 23:55:37 GMT -5
((OOC: If you want to leave or stay or want to do something, go ahead..if not, I'll just foward things until Cliff and his boys gets back to you))
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Post by Xenomarch on Dec 17, 2006 10:48:51 GMT -5
Forward please.
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Post by Falindraun on Dec 18, 2006 3:16:00 GMT -5
agreed foward
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Post by jblack on Dec 19, 2006 0:00:46 GMT -5
I third that motion.
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