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Post by jblack on Mar 11, 2007 23:10:03 GMT -5
Jorinda smiles. It was true. He was in a better part of the city than she was. "Belle Starr was a famous outlaw, back in the day. It's a pretty name, so it kind of fits." She replies.
She takes the glass of water, her eyes on him. "He wanted to have a smoke before he came in." She replies, trying to be non-chalant. "He'll be in in a minute." She tells Redfern that Gunther was in Montgomery Medical Clinic.
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Post by Braddoc on Mar 12, 2007 21:15:54 GMT -5
"Pretty name for a pretty outlaw woman, it's just the question of 'famous' and you'll be a copycat." John opens a nice wooden, antique-looking secretary, and takes out his deck. "All right, but I would like to meet him if we'll be 'working together'." He connects himself to the deck, his finger flicking on the keys.
But he seems to be running dianostic, becasue he was concentrating on the trid, while silent, was still displaying images. It was a police chase, in which the suspect ended up making a few barrelrolls and crashing in some store. The rok driver did mange to do a few steps before being tackled by a few Lone Star officers.
"All right, give me a minute, I'll go scout their system. If "Im having a problem, you know what to do."
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Post by jblack on Mar 13, 2007 1:44:07 GMT -5
Jorinda smiles. "I don't want to be famous. Just good at what I do." She replies.
She takes out her phone and calls Hardcastle. "Hey, you about done out there? Redfern wants to meet you."
Jorinda watches the images on the trid. She didn't know the players in that drama, but she was glad she wasn't the one being arrested.
He wasn't talking to her, so who was he talking to? And how was he going to run overwatch on them when he was keeping an eye on someone else? She takes a sip of the water, considering.
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Post by Braddoc on Mar 17, 2007 20:19:10 GMT -5
Redfern goes limp in his chair, his eyes fixing the trid, even if Jorinda knew he was seeing something else.
Her cellphone rang out. John was calling her, he was coming in.
About 45 minutes later, Redfern's let out a cough, visibly tired. He leans forward, resting his head in one of his hand, unplugging his deck cable from his datajack. "Well..good news and bad news. Good news is the camera system can be hacked easy. The problem is it's not connected to the Matrix, that place is still a closed system. I had to pass via the Seattle U Medical Network to get inside the hospital and caught a glimpse of their system."
He seems to grabs reality more, and noticed that John was inside the room "Oh. Hello, you must be...Belle's friend?" He grinned "Well, I"m Redfern, it seems we'll be working together.."
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Post by jblack on Mar 18, 2007 1:55:37 GMT -5
Jorinda keeps an eye on Redfern. Things could get touchy right after he jacked out.
The uncomfortable silence is broken by her own cell phone. It was Hardcastle, finally getting around to coming in, even though she'd given him the all clear.
When Redfern delivers his news, Jorinda is less than pleased. "Off the grid, hmm? You can still handle it though? Never seemed to stop you before." Renraku was a force unto itself and had a great many things that were off the grid.
She sees Hardcastle enter and introduces them. "John Redfern, this is John Hardcastle."
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Post by Falindraun on Mar 19, 2007 12:25:13 GMT -5
John looks over to Jorinda and says "sorry for taking so long i had another call come through, just an old friend looking to chat." Then looks over to Redfern "so your names John huh iv herd that name before but i cant quite figure out where from." A smile creeps across his face to let all in the room know that it was a joke to brake the tension in the room. "so you say that place is off network, that isnt going to be a problem is it?" then he takes a seat next to Jorinda.
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Post by Braddoc on Mar 19, 2007 19:11:47 GMT -5
John's joke did made Redfern grinned, but it all came back to business quickly. "Yes I can handle it easy, but the connection will be much less stable, not to mention all those Seattle U ICs running around in there may not be all nicey-nice with my braincells." He grabs a cup resting on a small table, and re-hydrated his throat. "What I recommend is that I do the work on location; it's not really my cup'o tea, but I should be able to secure a connection form outside the hospital without too much trouble. If they build it like they build the others around Seattle, it shouldn't be a problem at all, I'll even ahve a few fall-points in case my primary connection gets it. So, what do you say?"
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Post by Falindraun on Mar 19, 2007 20:03:06 GMT -5
"What about disguises for Belle and I?"
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Post by Braddoc on Mar 19, 2007 21:16:28 GMT -5
"Well, I do have a single latex face mask, which can be used by either of you, thought I did promised it to Belle. Whoever sues it, it's only good for one go. I suppose the other one can always change clothing, maybe use makeup or a wig. I'm not the most competent one when it comes to disguise I must admit, but I can make a few calls; for a fee of course, those people don't work for free."
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Post by jblack on Mar 20, 2007 2:06:08 GMT -5
Jorinda thinks. "That shouldn't be a problem, but we already agreed to your fee."
Jorinda considers the next problem. "I can always change my clothes and dye my hair, but you would probably be a little more noticeable." She replies. "So you probably oughta give him the mask."
It had been her experience that if you show a guy cleavage they tended not too look too hard at your face.
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Post by Braddoc on Mar 21, 2007 21:17:26 GMT -5
"All right, sounds fair...You know John, you should maybe drop the hardware; guns, cops and hospital is not a pleasurable threesome." Redfern takes a small sip of his cup "Belle, I got some hair dye in the bathroom, it's not mine, it was Tac..there's some sort of brown, red and black. Well, it's not named black despite being black, but the longer the name, the higher the price. I guess you can try her clothing too, just make sure they come back clean, or I'll be the one needing hospitalization."
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Post by jblack on Mar 22, 2007 0:27:21 GMT -5
At mention of the dye, Jorinda raises an eyebrow, but Redfern is quick to come up with an explanation. She goes to the bathroom to find a selection of colors. She considers the boxes, and debates the merits of each, because they would all stay in for about the same amount of time. Medium brown was ordinary, less likely to attract attention than shocking red or artificial black. She strips off her top and wets her hair down in the sink.
"Make yourselves comfortable, gents." Jorinda says from the cracked open door. "It'll be a bit."
While she waits, Jorinda drapes a towel on her head. "Where'd you say her clothes were?" When she gets her answer, she looks over Tac's collection and picks a low cut top paired with black pants. Relatively ordinary.
After she rinses out the color, Jorinda dresses in Tac's clothes. With her now brown hair still wet, she walks back into the 'living room'. She does one quick turn. "What do you think? Ordinary enough?"
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Post by Braddoc on Mar 22, 2007 18:11:47 GMT -5
From the living room, Redfern cries out "Check the room to the left at the end of the corridor, I suppose she puts her clothes in drawers or the wardrobe." As Jorinda is busy changing her hair colour and clothing, Redfern take a package from his secretary "Well John, since we have some time in front of us, why don't we work on that mask? I shouldn't take long."
Redfern opens the package and began working on the mask. He looks like he did this a few times, but he was taking his time, working the details, programming the mask to look a bit longer, younger, older, wider, tinner.
The mask was almost complete when Jorinda came back form the bathroom, changed. Redfern smiled at the elven woman "Well well well, I must admit it's a first to see you like this..brown's good on you by the way...The mask's almost done, I just need a minute.."
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Post by jblack on Mar 24, 2007 1:24:19 GMT -5
Jorinda runs a hand through her hair. "Yeah, it's a bit different, huh?"
She looks over at Hardcastle and Redfern, who was working on the mask. "So what did you decide on?" She asks.
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Post by Braddoc on Mar 25, 2007 21:06:47 GMT -5
"Well, I did thought of making John here as the father, you'll be the sister. Since you both don't have legal SINs, well I think you don't, you'll have to convince the staff and the possible cops that you are family. I suppose they'll talk about it on the news, since cops were involved, you can always say you heard or read the news and came as fast as you could."
Redfern tapped on the small keyboard, the gruesome-looking mask suddenly took shape, of a 40-50 year old man, grayish hair, white mustache "If you work with the idea that you don't have SINs, the harsh life of the unregistered could always explain why he's old and beefed up. The mask is under tension, but it can be changed, but once I expose it to the air, there's no going back." He looks at both of you "You're OK with that idea, or do you have a better one?"
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