Run #3 - Guide (Session #3, 13JUL2003/14JUL2063)
The Hiring (14JUL2063, Saturday)
The lights are dim in the tiny bar. A Chinese-American
woman sits at a back table, calmly working on a pocket secretary.
She looks up at the door and closes the screen of the device.
A Japanese man glides into the bar with a quiet air of
confidence. His suit is out of place, being far too nice
for the ambiance of this crappy little dive. He quickly
picks out the woman and strolls over to her.
As he does, a young man steps off a bar stool and walks
towards the table, saying "Hey, you the one they called
The Japanese man pauses for a moment then answers, "Hai,
and you are Junkyard?"
Junkyard smiles, "Hey, you said that with a straight
face. Most slots stumble over it the first time."
They reach the table and sit down.
"Good evening gentleman. I assume you are Ichiro-san
and Mr. Junkyard. Good."
She reaches forward and places a small jade frog on the
table and presses its back. A strong hum fills the space,
the telltale sound of a white noise generator.
"More details will be revealed when you have your
team. For now, I can tell you this much. You will need to
penetrate a facility and escort a pair of people into the
heart of it. The people in question have some training and
should not significantly compromise your stealth. Stealth
will be crucial. Junkyard has the necessary skill, tools,
and background to handle physical security systems. Ichiro-san
can quietly handle guards. As I understand it, both of you
are competent socially, providing you with multiple avenues
to accomplish your goal."
"I have contacted some peers and assembled some dossiers
of available professionals. In making your decision you
should know that you will be operating in an urban environment,
penetrating a facility inside a skyscraper, rating B neighborhood
security, and trained security staff on site with access
to heavy weapons. There is a possibility of simple drones
and/or patrol animals. That is all that I can tell you right
now. Here are the dossiers. Call me in one hour and let
me know if you have accepted the mission; at that time you
can notify me which professionals you wish to accompany
She slides a data chip to the pair. The color coding communicates
that the chip is a "glance chip", encoded to be
read once and to self-format if an attempt is made to copy
Slides walks smoothly and calmly out of the bar.
[Note: I just made up the "glance chip", so don't
bother looking for it in your books. :)]
[Lars (Ichiro) e-mail follows]
Ichiro nods his head politely as Ms. Fung leaves, "Sayonara,
To Junkyard he bows his head and says, "I am honored
to work with you Junkyard-san. I believe our path in the
shadows together will prove mutually beneficial."
"Before we view the dossiers, I believe our team has
certain roles that should be filled. It is better to have
a plan, even for this endeavor, than to surge forward like
a barbarian, neh? The facility is described as not possessing
several drones or security vehicles requiring heavy weaponry,
so I do not believe that to be a requirement. A mage will
be a good addition, spells of illusion and deception coupled
with combat ability would be preferred, but I do not expect
these dossiers to be that detailed. Security is well handled
by yourself, although a person with supplementary electronics
may be nice. In the end, a team of professionals with stealth
and the ability to handle trouble quietly and efficiently
is our best chance for success." Ichiro nods to himself
satisified with his own analysis.
He produces a stylish silver and black pocket secretary
from within his tres chic neru-style high collar suit coat
and slots the data chip. Although it is a little awkward
for both Junkyard and Ichiro to view the screen at the same
time, the samurai does not make a move to bring his chair
closer, instead keeping well defined personal space between
the two runners.
The screen brightens to life and a desktop background of
swirling autumn leaves on a green background awaits their
commands. Ichiro cues up the datachip as well as executing
a small voice dictation program that he leaves running in
the corner. Before he starts reading the dossiers, Ichiro
removes a small earpiece with miniature micropone and fits
it into his ear.
Ichiro looks over the various dossiers with Junkyard, carefully
taking in their details. At each dossier, Ichiro quietly
mumbles short Japanese words and phrases into his microphone.
The words appear on the screen in Japanese kanji creating
the samurai's notes. The pair spend a solid half hour looking
over the various dossiers. Junkyard attempts some minor
comments and conversation during the analysis, but it is
clear Ichiro is absorbed in the task at hand and simply
grunts or says nothing until all have been examined. When
finished, Ichiro taps a button putting the small console
in hibernation and looks to Junkyard for the first full
comments and thoughts on the task at hand.
[Tim (Junkyard) e-mail follows]
Junkyard, who has been quietly taking in everything the
all-business sammy has been saying, decides to let Ichiro
in on the fact that he can speak and read a little Japanese.
"That's a pretty whiz secretary you got there, Ichiro."
The young man then points to one of the kanji on the screen
and says, "I don't suppose you could float me a copy of
that character set for my secretary, could ya? Mine seems
to have lost its original set. Yours looks way slicker,
Ichiro will immediately notice the goofy smile on the young
man's face, a face just a shade too clean for the slightly
stained technician's coverall he wears. The name printed
above the chest pocket identifies him as "Joe”, who apparently
works at a place called “Al’s Electronics Repair.” From
his appearance, one gets the impression that he just had
enough time to scrub his face and hands before leaving his
workshop to meet Ichiro and Ms. Fung. Junkyard quickly loses
the smile under Ichiro’s serious gaze and slips right into
a more professional demeanor, his efficient speech and use
of jargon revealing his military background.
“Well,“ Junkyard begins, “I agree that we could definitely
benefit from a mage, since we can’t afford to assume that
our opponents nor the security will be purely mundane. That
paramedic sorcerer Trapper or the sword-happy Shark follower
Cutter might fit well, but neither are full magicians, something
I would much rather have. On the other hand, I worry that
Chavez will endanger our mission with flashy magic that
draws too much attention. I’m not really sure what to make
of the Monkey shaman Zira, but monkeys usually lack the
sort of subtlety we require. So, my choice would be either
Cutter or Trapper.”
Junkyard continues thinking out loud, now that he finally
has the floor, “Although I don’t doubt your abilities, Ichiro,
I also don’t doubt that you might like to have some backup.
That Sgt. Jax looks like he’d be a good trooper to have
on board. Word is that he can bring the heavy ordinance
if necessary, and the files speak well to his stealth and
professionalism. Also, the street sammy Cowgirl would probably
be a welcome addition, since she seems to understand the
need to balance both stealth and lethality.”
Junkyard pauses to scrunch his face up, as though he were
trying to remember something. He then nods and produces
his own pocket secretary from one of his coverall’s many
pockets. Junkyard’s device is nowhere near as slick looking
as Ichiro’s. The greasy fingerprint smudges that adorn it
and the jury-rigged power switch reveal its heavy use and
abuse, yet it runs just as smoothly as the newer model the
samurai sports, more of a testament to the repair skills
of its owner than the original quality of the device. Junkyard
starts scribbling onto it before he looks up again.
“Just had to write down some notes of my own. Figured we
might want some of this info for later, since that datchip
expires after this use. Anyways, I also agree with your
assessment that I could probably use some back up with the
breaking and entering aspect of this mission. From the looks
of things, that Aussie bodyguard Haymaker probably has the
right skills. That dwarf Moriarty might do in a pinch, but
his recent loss of street cred leaves me wondering.”
Before the samurai can begin to weigh in with his responses,
Junkyard adds, “And, finally, that ex-Yakuza sharpshooter
Blaze seems to fit well with the high stealth requirements
of this mission. I saved him for last, though, since I’m
not really sure how the various Yakuza deal with each other.”
Junkyard pauses to look at Ichiro knowingly before finishing,
“No offense, Ichiro-san, but I thought you would know much
more about that than I would. So, are we on the same wavelength
here, or did I misunderstand the parameters of the assignment?”
[Lars (Ichiro) e-mail follows]
Ichiro takes in Junkyard's comments quietly, nodding in
agreement at most comments and slightly scrunching his face
in passive disagreement at others. Junkyard's knowledge
of Japanese has seemed to improve his image in the samurai's
Ichiro opens the files on the pocket secretary and spawns
off multiple screens, queuing up each of the prospective
magical runners. "I agree that the troll does not seem
compatible with this mission. Both of the orks seem capable,
but they lack the versatility of a full magician. Spirits
and astral projection will both be valuable tools. While
Zira," Ichiro points to the Chinese-American shaman's
dossier, "follows an unorthodox path I believe she
is the best for the job." Zira's window is minimized
to a tile and sent to the top of the screen, while the other
three are closed.
Ichiro continues, "We do need additional combat operatives.
You do not insult me by suggesting their presence, to not
do so would increase the chance of failure and that would
be a greater insult. I favor the dwarf as well. He is reported
to have good short range abilities, and will provide an
additional firepower safety net if the run turns... noisy.
I would recommend he join the team." Jax's dossier
is sent to the top of the screen next to Zira's.
"I agree that this man," Haymaker's dossier opens,
"supplements your abilities well and has skills for
close suppression of enemy assets. I am concerned he will
not have the necessary stealth though."
"Finally, a third street soldier would be useful.
Both the urban assassin and the Nishidon soldier have potential.
Both are reported as quiet soldiers, but the predilection
for shotguns leans against, this Mirage." Ichiro points
to the assasin's file. This operation may also require some
subterfuge during the penetration phase. Allow me a moment
to place a call before we settle on this pair."
Ichiro removes himself from the table, nodding an acknowledgment
to Junkyard and heads towards the bar. On his way to the
bar, Junkyard sees him activate his earplug cellphone.
[Phone call, the entire call is in Japanese]
The phone is answered after three rings with no video feed,
Ichiro replies, "Good evening, Narogo-sama."
The video feed flickers to life. A well-dressed Japanese
man in a classically styled black suit with a thin necktie
stares back into the screen. His hair is slicked neatly
back on his head and his face is smooth and healthy except
for a tiny scar below his right eye. His black eyes carry
an air of hierarchical aloofness.
Narogo speaks, "Ah, Ichiro-san. I have business to
attend to, will this take long?"
Ichiro answers smoothly and with the slightest hint of
deference, "No, Nagoro-sama, it is but a quick question.
Your time is valuable. I would not wish to keep you from
your honorable duty. The demands of a wakashira-hosa are
"No, it is all right, I have time for a quick question."
"Thank you Nagoro-sama. I wish to know about a former
kumi-in from the Nishidon-gumi clan. He is known on the
streets as Blaze."
Nagoro furrows his brow in contemplation, then taps a few
keys on a nearby keyboard.
"Yes, I have something here. Hmmm. The fortunes do
not favor you this day, Ichiro-san. The only information
I have is that he left his clan...and a note that he was
not a good opportunity for recruitment. It seems he lacks
the passion for purity that our clan shares with the Nishidon-gumi.
No doubt another that has "gone native"[English]
as the gaijin say. That, or he has become a follower of
the New Order." Nagoro adopts a look of disgust as
Ichiro waits patiently, saying only "Hmmm."
Nagoro finishes, "Well, if he wishes to consort with
the barbarians, good riddance. Be careful in your quest
for redemption Ronin, the taint of the gaijin stains one's
honor more readily than the cherry does a white kimono."
"Hai, I will be strong."
"See that you are. I must go now."
"Thank you Nagoro-san."
"You are welcome, Ichiro-san. Good evening."
Ichiro waits for Nagoro to end the call and the screen
flickers off a second later.
[Lars (Ichiro) e-mail follows]
Ichiro returns back from the bar prepared to continue business.
The conversation did not seem to change his demeanor.
"Junkyard-san, my inquiries have not tipped the scales.
I agree further combat support is needed, but allow me the
honor of relinquishing this decision to you. Mirage or Blaze,
either will suit our mission. Be assured that I look forward
to serving at either of their sides," says Ichiro with
a respectfully bowed head and open hands.
Ichiro sits up at the table and holds the pocket secretary
out towards his companion. "The pool of runners at
our disposal does not include a decker nor a rigger. While
the rigger is only needed as an emergency evacuated, a decker
is critical. A decker will be able to provide us maps of
the facility, provide electronic support of any deception
our team develops, and will be able to provide overwatch
during the actual execution. I will be asking Ms. Fung to
recommend a decker to approach for the mission. If she does
not comply, then I strongly suggest we subcontract a decker
for essential operatons."
Ichiro pauses to let the determination of his statements
sink in. "If a decker is not available, let me suggest
a possible alternatives. We may want to consider passing
over Haymaker for the detective, Moriarty. He does not have
the combat abilities, but he will be able to obtain information
to help prepare for the mission and will have supplementary
electronics abilities. This is of course a gamble, for if
he cannot provide useful information we will be handicapped
during the operation. Your thoughts on this matter would
Ichiro waits patiently for Junkyard to add his comments.
[Tim (Junkyard) e-mail follows]
Junkyard nods his assent, and weighs in with his expertise,
"Ichiro-san, I believe I will need information from Ms.
Fung before I can determine the necessity of a decker. If
the facility can be isolated from the Matrix, then commissioning
the services of a decker could be a waste of resources."
"As to the decision between Blaze and Mirage, I will go
with my instincts on this one. I've learned that trusting
one's instincts usually leads to better outcomes; it's a
trick I picked up from my dog Rascal. Anyways, my gut tells
me to go with Mirage, given his better knowledge of security
systems and the like. I am a little concerned about his
preference for using a shotgun, but he seems to also understand
the need for stealth. If you really have no preference,
then Mirage gets my vote."
"I agree that having a rigger on call could be handy, but
I don't know what sort of advance we'll have to operate
with. The true usefulness of having a rigger on retainer
will also ultimately depend on the location of the facility
and a number of other factors about which we really don't
yet have enough information."
"It seems like we are mostly in agreement, so perhaps we
should contact Ms. Fung again and take the job. We can inform
her of our choices and ask the necessary questions about
the facility and the two individuals we'll be sneaking in
Junkyard finishes with one last comment, "I almost forgot
to tell you, Ichiro- san. I'll be bringing my dog Rascal
along for the run as well. Trust me when I say that I'm
only half as useful without him. I hope you don't have any
objections about that, 'cause it's not really open for discussion."
Junkyard's final words carry a tone of severity without
being threatening; there's obviously something more to this
dog of his than he lets on. The young man then assumes his
lopsided grin again, perfectly content to let Ichiro have
the last word.
[Lars (Ichiro) e-mail follows]
"Mirage it is then. Your instincts follow mine on
this matter," a slight smile playing on Ichiro's face.
Ichiro nods in agreement with a slight look of self disapproval
at Junkyard's decker comments. "You are correct, Junkyard-san.
I have made an assumption that could have weakened our resources
and position with Ms. Fung. We shall ask her about the facilities
matrix connectiuon before proceeding. I apologize for my
"I have learned in our short time together, that you
will not endanger our mission to serve your whims. If your
animal companion is important, then I am sure he will serve
Ichiro glances at his green and silver flat panel watch.
"I believe Ms. Fung is expecting us." Ichiro activates
his earplug phone and calls the fixer.
The Cast - Player/Character
- Lars/Ichiro (hiring)
- Tim/Junkyard (hiring)
It was a Saturday night when I got a call from a certain
Ms. Fung. It’s a good thing I had already taken Rascal
for a walk, because I needed to go meet with her and this
Ichiro guy about a job. I don’t normally like trekking
all the way downtown, but that’s where the work was
leading me, so I packed up my toolkit, making sure I grabbed
my white noise generator, and left to catch the tube.
I dusted myself off a little before walking into the bar.
It wasn’t super high class, but it didn’t feel
quite like the “come as you are” kind of place
that Moon’s is. I thought lots of this shadowrunning
business went down at Moon’s, but I guess not everybody
meets there. If they did, the corp and government types
would catch wind of it, and we’d all be had.
Fortunately for me, the bar was a little more laid back
than I expected. Unfortunately, the beefy Japanese guy seated
across from the woman I figured to be Ms. Fung was anything
but laid back. Dressed to the nines and wearing a blank
expression, he looked like one of those trid characters,
a real “corporate muscle” type.
After the meets and greets, Ichiro and I got right into
the business of selecting our team. Much to my surprise,
we seemed to agree on most points, and he deferred just
a little to my expertise with security systems and such.
To hear him talk, I’m glad he’s looking after
the tactical situation. That way, all I have to worry with
is getting past security.
Ichiro warmed up a little, when I let slip my knowledge
of Japanese. I’m not too sure about such things, but
I get the impression he’s either Yakuza or used to
be. I could care less, so long as he gives me room to work
and make the calls regarding my end of the job.
Well, we finally settled up on who we wanted to call in
for the job. Ichiro excused himself to call Ms. Fung back,
but stopped short when the breaking news report began blaring
over the trid screen in the bar. Just our luck: one of the
runners we had planned on calling just got himself geeked,
along with a couple of his chummers. From the looks of things,
they got a little to rowdy and greedy in that Bison of theirs.
Well, I guess I’ll be going at the breaking and entering
activities alone, now that Haymaker has made himself permanently
unavailable. I wonder if those boys will end up on Moon’s
wall? I wonder if I’ll end up there…
Whoa…I gotta avoid that kind of thinking. That’s
what gets you geeked. Letting your mind wander and starting
all that second-guessing drek. You gotta be able to trust
your weapon, your tools, and your squad. If you run around
questioning everything, you hesitate and lose whatever advantage
you may have had. Here’s to hoping the folks we are
bringing in for the job are just as dependable as my trusty
After filling Ms. Fung in on our choices, we agree to meet
with her and the rest of the team tomorrow night. In the
meanwhile, Ichiro and I will prepare what we can, based
on the additional information Ms. Fung gave us. I’m
a little worried how the two folks we’ll be escorting
into the facility will handle themselves. As long as they
do their job and pull their weight when the drek hits the
fan, we should be alright. The one thing that’s really
motivating me this time around is the sweet payoff. Upwards
of 15kY each, if we keep expenses down and get the job done
in time, as well as the possibility of bonuses for extra
paydata we dig up.
Sunday passed with little happening, as far as I was concerned.
I gather up my gear, leaving Rascal and my Savalette at
home, since I know this Russian place Ichiro wants the team
to meet at doesn’t cater to those who carry. I know
Rascal is rarely allowed into places, and I figure I can
at least leave my stun baton at the door. I’d rather
not be caught with nothing more than my toolkit and wits
if something should go down.
The team finally congregates around 8 PM. Ichiro and I
have arrived early, and I’ve taken care to cover us
with my white noisemaker. Ichiro’s tried to make a
few attempts at small talk, but I was busy fiddling with
my pocket secretary and reviewing what sort of gear might
be necessary. I get a little involved with tinkering and
checking for radio chatter on my headware commlink, so I
barely say much to the various team members who arrive.
The shogtun assassin Mirage arrives right after Zira the
Monkey shamsn. They both come off a little wet behind the
ears for the sort of shadow work we’ve been called
for, but I guess I am as well. Boosting a few cars and relieving
Fort Lewis and other places of their “forgotten”
hardware may keep me and Rascal off the streets, but it
can’t pay like this shadowrunning work does. Finally,
a fairly grizzled dwarf makes his way towards us. The stogie
stuck in the corner of his mouth has been chewed past the
point of smoking, but I don’t think he much cares.
From his walk and his bearing, I can tell this is Jax, the
former UCAS sergeant. Before I can stop myself, I’ve
snapped to attention and returned his greeting in a crisp
military fashion. Old habits die hard, I suppose.
At least I’m paying attention now, since Ichiro wants
to get right down to business. We exchange contact information
with the crew and share with them what little intel we’ve
gotten so far. One order of business that needed my attention
was Mirage’s lack of a radio. I was surprised that
he didn’t have one, when the shaman Zira did, but
I at least knew that Kitsune could score me one by tomorrow
morning. I called him up before it was too late and told
him what I needed. I knew he’d catch flak from his
old lady, so I figured I’d sweeten the pot a little
with some extra nuyen when I dropped in to pay for the micro-transceiver
in the morning.
With that taken care of, we moved on to the other concerns
of the mission. Ichiro kept hammering at the idea of a rigger
for support and strategic withdrawal, and the job of obtaining
one somehow fell to me. The rest of the team would set about
conducting whatever sort of surveillance they preferred,
and everyone would rendezvous at lunchtime tomorrow. I decided
to go home and pick up Rascal, in case I wanted to scope
the place out for myself. Zira was going to scout the place
astrally, while Jax stood watch over her meat-bod in some
coffin hotel. Ichiro set about to calling his pals in high
places, with the intent of meeting up with Mirage and checking
the place out from the inside, under the guise of corp types.
I wasn’t too clear on what Mirage planned to do with
his evening, but we’d all find out what happened the
I got back with Rascal and met up with Sgt. Jax at the
coffin hotel. Zira was still scouting out the mojo side
of things, so Rascal and I sat down to wait. I discussed
the plans with Jax, and he agreed to continue the conversation
I’d started with Maksim about obtaining a rigger.
All Maksim could offer up was another ex-military sort who
was intent on his combat chopper. Our mission required a
little more discretion, but I didn’t have the time
to take care of it myself, so Jax would try to cover it
before our team met for lunch tomorrow.
I waited around until Zira got back and reported on her
Astral recon efforts. After assessing what she had found
with Jax, I decided to abandon my recon plans in favor of
seeing what tomorrow might bring.
As we came to find out at lunch on Monday, it’s a
good thing I didn’t go snooping, because Mirage did
and got caught in the act. According to what Ichiro’s
source said, Mirage had been apprehended by the security
boys at the building and turned over to Lonestar. Given
his lack of a SIN, it’s no surprise that he had an
“unfortunate accident”. I wonder a little about
who Ichiro might know on the inside that could inform him
of such happenings, but I figure it’s just best to
stay on his good side and not get caught busting into this
building on our upcoming run. With my old military SIN,
I know exactly where I’d end up, and I really don’t
think Leavenworth is where I want to be.
The decision was made to call in one of the other prospects
we had considered, another assassin sort who was a known
ex-Yak soldier. Fortunately for us, this Blaze character
had a good fixer contact who hooked us up with a rigger
named Frank, who agreed to meet with us that very evening.
With a full team again, everyone set about sharing their
intel, so that we were all up to speed. Ms. Fung was called
about the change in our roster, and Ichiro arranged for
a time and place where we could meet with her and the two
packages we’d be escorting. Ichiro and his contacts
proved quite valuable, since he had turned up the various
Lonestar frequencies for me to monitor, and he had scoped
out the target building from the inside. I had failed to
gain access through the front door, but with this new intel,
I intended to check out the building myself, using a vehicle
to gain access through the garage. I was content to let
Ichiro delegate duties for the rest of the team, and I cut
out to head home and pick up Rascal. I might need someone
watching my six during my afternoon recon.
I took a bit of a detour on the way home and boosted a
van. Some guy caught me in the act, but didn’t seem
to care all that much. I doubt he believed the lie I told
him about losing my keys, but I haven’t caught any
heat yet, so I guess I’m in the clear. I went ahead
and went home to get Rascal and some gear to set up a couple
of minicams in strategic places in the building. With any
luck, I’d be able to monitor their feeds and get an
idea of the security camera coverage and guard activities
in the garage and the lobby. During my afternoon activities
within the target building, it occurred to me that I was
really out of place in this part of town. Since we plan
to make the run tonight, I’ll have to deal with any
fallout from that later.
The team meets up again at Louie’s Shrimpboat restaurant,
where we manage to cut a deal with Big Frank the Ork rigger.
He’ll drive us in and pick us up when we call for
5 kY if all goes well, and we’ll cut him in for a
full share if he takes any fire. We then move locations
again to meet with Ms. Fung and the two packages at some
Italian joint. I understand the need for secrecy, but Ichiro
is wearing us out by moving the meets all over downtown.
At least Firenze's is explicitly not a Mafia front.
The call goes in to Ms. Fung, and the packages arrive a
while later. I’m a little thrown off when they question
my decision to only have a couple of backup frequencies,
but after a little discussion, I realize that they are just
new to the game. They’ve obviously been well-trained,
but they may not have had as much experience as some of
our crew. Like I said before, if they get their job done
without compromising us or becoming a liability, then I’ll
have no complaints.
We planned on starting the run later that night, so everything
is put into motion. Some decent sneaking on the part of
Zira and Blaze put them into position to take out the one
guard at the garage entrance. Zira slings some whiz mojo;
I’ve never seen a guy just freeze up like that. No
time to wonder, since it’s my turn to take point.
Little did I realize I spend much of the night out in the
lead, risking my hoop to take out multiple layers of security
Anyways, a few choice camera spoofs, and I managed to get
the team safely into one of the elevator shafts. It’s
a good thing the whole squad was in shape, because we had
27 floors of climbing ahead of us. A brief stop at the tenth
floor to bypass some security measures allowed us access
to the higher floors that Ichiro had not been able to see
during the day. I encountered some particularly tough maglocks
and alarm systems at the access panel for the 25th floor.
My attempts to open it set off a silent alram, which caused
security to open up the elevator shaft and take a look.
Sgt. Jax was covering our six and managed to scramble for
good cover just in time. The rest of us were far enough
away, and the security team dismissed it as a false alarm.
With the potential disaster averted, the rest of our team
hussles on through the access panel and I seal it behind
us. At this point, we may be taking a roof exit out of here,
depending on how much the heat gets turned up on the lower
Getting out onto the 26th floor is no small task. Fortunately,
the stillness and silence that greets us when the elevator
shaft doors are opened prompts me to check for some serious
security measures. I pat a little dust off of my coverall,
and it reveals the lasers that crisscross the room.I manage
to wriggle under the lowest one and start disabling the
sensors. I spend almost half an hour scooting around on
the floor, taking out sensors. The rest of the team, who
I’ve left hanging in the elevator shaft start getting
antsy. I manage to get them to lay off until I’m done,
since the radio chatter is making my job really difficult.
Once the team can safely step out in front of the elevator,
I let them know. When Jax arrives and takes a look around
with his dwarf eyes, he clues us all in to the presence
of security drones in the corners.
At this point, my nerves are almost fried, but I have to
take out at least four more sensors to get us to the nearest
stairwell access. My dusty coveralls trick isn’t working
anymore, and nobody seems to have anything other than smoke
grenades to show me where the lasers are. After some prodding,
the female tech we’re escorting comes up with the
powder from her makeup kit. Armed with cosmetics, I get
right back to work, trying my darnedest to avoid tripping
the sensors and hoping that Jax and Ichiro can handle the
drones if I fail.
After sweating my way through disabling those four sensors,
I have to jimmy the lock on the stairwell door, which opens
onto a stair filled with IR light. Jax takes a peek and
confirms the presence of two cameras that cover the route
we need to take. There’s no way I’m sneaking
past these things without help. I was sure we were out of
options when Zira came up with a wild plan. She offered
to transform me into some sort of small critter using her
Monkey mojo. If she could, I knew my signature would be
less, and I’d stand a good chance of scooting under
the camera’s field of view. After a couple of tries,
I suddenly found myself naked and in the shape of a large
snake. Zira had promised me it would wear off, so I grabbed
my toolkit in my mouth and slithered up the stairs. When
Jax confirmed my position under the camera, Zira called
off her spell.
So, there I stood, butt naked under a security camera.
I shrugged and got to work. At this point, I’m probably
too damn frazzled to care if anyone sees me in my birthday
suit. Once that camera is spoofed, Zira works her mojo again,
and off I slither up the next run of stairs. After spoofing
that camera, I feel confident we can get onto the 27th floor
without being seen, so I hussle back down the stairs and
back into my clothes and armored coverall. I definitely
don’t want to be caught with my pants down when the
drek hits the fan on the other side of that door.
By the looks of things, the rest of the group is a little
stunned by my nudity, but I’ve got a job to do. As
soon as I’m ready, we head up the stairs and make
our way into a fairly empty room that occupies much of the
27th floor. There’s a big round enclosure in the center,
and what seems to be three other stairwell accesses in the
other corners. I check the door on the round room and can’t
find any security measures.
Much as I suspected, the drek hits the fan when I open
that door. Before I even know what’s happening, a
series of flashpaks has blindsided most of us. Then, I get
torn up by some kind of demon wolf thing. It’s only
much later that I find out what happened in that room, because
I was overcome by the worst fear I could possibly imagine.
Blaze and I were both sent running by the wolves, and we
made it back down to the elevator shaft before the effect
By the sound of things after the fact, Jax and Ichiro held
their own and took out two wolves while Zira forced the
other two critters to tear each other to death. In that
short time, our packages have buttoned up and secured their
package, some kind of weird green orb that’s probably
We decide to make our getaway and head back to the elevator
shaft. It’s a good thing that the item the techs are
hauling seems to weigh little, because we have agreed that
an escape to a nearby rooftop is our best choice. Even after
Zira finds a magic door to the roof in the top of the elevator
shaft, I agree with Jax’s idea to grapple over to
one of the neighboring buildings, where the security is
I manage to bypass the security on one of the shuttered
windows on the 25th floor and shoot a grapple across to
a rooftop lower than our current position. The rest of the
team hussles down the line as I get started on spoofing
the security between us and the garage under this building.
At least these elevators go all the way down. Ichiro makes
the call to Frank and confirms our rendezvous. A few more
spoofed cameras in the garage and another whiz spell from
Zira, and we’re piling into Frank’s van. We
make a quick pass back by the target building to pick up
Rascal, who I had left skulking in the garage to provide
me some eyes and ears in case something started going down.
The call goes into Ms. Fung and Zira works a little healing
mojo for Mirage. The cyberware the rest of us are sporting
keeps her from healing us as effectively, and we are soon
out of time, as Frank is dropping us off to make the handoff.
We leave the packages in the care of Ms. Fung and take our
leave. Most of us are a little worse for the wear and need
some time at home for R&R. Before we part ways, it occurs
to me to share something with the team that I noticed while
we were sneaking through the high-security floors. I thought
I had recognized the logos, and a quick refrence on my pocket
secretary confirmed it: the facility was Saeder-Krupp owned,
but, by the looks of the security, it wasn’t a real
high profile project. I guess they figured nobody would
bother looking there.
I don’t know much about corp politics, but I’d
rather not have the biggest megacorp of all on my tail.
I really hope there’s no fallout from this run, but
right now my nerves are too shot and I’m too torn
up from demon wolves to care. I’m just glad I can
heal up at home without worrying about the hospital.
In the end, the pay is good. Rascal and I take home 17.4
kY. Not bad for a couple of mutts.
Chronicler's Notes (Corey)
Chronicler Notes: Shadowrun Gameday July 13, 2003
Start: Saturday July 14, 2063
2300 Ichiro and Junkyard accept job from Mrs. Fung
Ichiro and Junkyard discuss terms at meeting in bar
- Penetrate corp facility
- Escort two people into facility with Shadowrun team
- No matrix work before run; corp site is matrix isolated, decker
of no use
- DO NOT DISCUSS RUN WITH ANYONE, corp is very connected and
will pick up on any inquiries
- No specific time frame for job, except no run should be attempted
BEFORE Monday July16th at dark, but later in the week is too
long and increases danger of mission
- 100 k¥, 20k¥ advance; some bonus money available for
information retrieved from site (secondary to overall mission).
Ichiro and Junkyard contact team members picked from Mrs. Fung’s
dossier. Assemble team at Sticka’s club at 2000 Sunday July
Team: Ichiro (street sammy), Junkyard (electronics), Zira (shaman),
Mirage (urban assassin), Jax (merc)
2000 Ichiro explains job to team, all accept job. Team departs
to meet Mrs. Fung at club Zorba’s
- Corp is located downtown, commercial area (Laurelhurst), building
has B-security rating
- Infiltrate 27th floor (30 floor building), corp on entire
floor; building owned by Jah Management Group
- Escort people to center of facility on 27th floor, will need
to work on a device for 5 – 15 minutes, retrieve device
- Floor is a front, but building is legit
Team leaves Zorba’s and Zira suggests meeting at Firenzi’s
restaurant to discuss plans.
- Junkyard will try to hire a rigger for team
2230 Team breaks up to go scout location separately, Ichiro goes
solo, but will meet Mirage next day to scout building in daytime.
Junkyard goes home to get dog, will return to meet up with Zira
and Jax at location. Jax and Zira go directly to location find
coffin motel, Zira goes to scout astrally while Jax watches over
2245 Ichiro scouts building location (see diagram for info),
learns basic layout of
building exterior, general police and security info. Finishes
Exterior of Building
Zira scouts astrally, finds many elementals around buildings
(see diagram), runs into elementals under building in sewers.
Gets into building and finds some cameras. 2nd floor is warded.
Chased out when elemental sees her. Done scouting by 0030.
(E = Earth Elemental, F = Fire, W = Water, A = Air)
Mirage scouts building alone, determines that 27th floor has
no windows, they are fake, no thermal signature from inside. Enters
garage and determines layout and camera placement. Enters stairwell
and sets off alarm, garage gate closes. Sneaks to guard post,
but is seen by guards. Hit with stun bullets and a stun baton.
Captured, all info lost. Eventually is geeked by corrupt detective
used by Ichiro.
Ichiro calls his contacts to get info about location. Learns
general procedural info about security and Lonestar. Given Lonestar
frequencies in area; there is a panic button, but junction boxes
are vulnerable. High threat response team in area. Some locations
in building need a IFF system. Possible security mage on site.
Monday July 16th
1000 Junkyard meets contact to get a micro-transceiver for Mirage
1100 Ichiro goes to building again to meet Mirage. Mirage never
shows, Ichiro scouts building solo. Enters building as normal
- 27th floor, Flagstone LLC (26-30th floors)
- 25th floor, Miller Biotech
- 10th floor, Grayson Financial Services
- Elevator goes to 10th floor, then must change at a security
station to go higher in building. Security kiosk at elevators
on 10th floor, no visible elevator controls on elevator bank.
- 2nd floor, Baker Archives
1200 Team meets at Louies Shrimp Boat
- Ichiro finds out through contact that Mirage captured. Orders
Mirage killed (1k¥)
- Find new team member, Blaze, to take Mirage’s place.
- Junkyard has lined up a rigger (Frank) who will meet team
- Ichiro decides more scouting is needed, takes Blaze and Jax
on tour of area in air-cab (see map for details). Ichiro abandons
Blaze and Jax to scout other buildings in area. Junkyard steals
maintenance van and scouts garage under building, plants cameras
in garage and on first floor by rear fire exit.
- Team breaks up to get climbing gear, will meet at Louies at
1700 Team meets back at Louies ready to run, Frank arrives to
- Team devises plan
- Mrs. Fung’s people show up; 2 humans, look like have
possible paramilitary training, 1 male – John, 1 female
- Team informs Frank, John and Jane of the details
- Group departs for building.
At building Zira takes control of guard in booth at garage. Junkyard
sneaks up afterward and spoofs camera watching garage entrance.
Ichiro kills guard and props him up in booth. Junkyard spoofs
all cameras facing garage entrance on elevator bank. Junkyard
cracks elevator door electronics. Junkyard leaves dog behind as
Team begins long climb up building through elevator shaft. At
10th floor, encounter concrete barrier. Find security/maintenance
crawl space between levels. Junkyard sets off passive alarm getting
into crawl space. Team quickly scrambles into upper level. Jax
barely slips through as building security guard arrives to check
door. Ichiro sets rappelling line at 10th floor in case need quick
escape. Team encounters similar situation at 26th floor, but makes
it through with no incident. Ichiro sets another rappel line.
Junkyard spoofs door electronics and opens elevator doors. Some
dust kicked up reveals laser sensors in room. Junkyard spoofs
sensors to allow team to enter floor from elevator shaft. (see
diagram for floor details) Floor is empty except for 4 stairwell
entrances and 4 drones at each corner facing elevator bank. Junkyard
spoofs laser sensors to get to stairwell (see diagram) and maglock
on door to enter stairwell. Stairwell dark, but Jax sees camera
watching door. Zira turns Junkyard into a large snake to sneak
by camera. Junkyard spoofs camera to allow team to pass.
(D = Drone)
Team reaches 27th floor. Junkyard cracks maglock to enter 27th
floor. Team enters floor finds empty level save round room in
middle and 4 stairwells. Team searches room and finds door to
room in center. Junkyard opens door (unlocked), flashpacks go
off. Creepy, dog/wolf creatures come out of other 3 stairwells
and center room. Zira knows they are Fenrir Wolves, make a howl
noise, which effects team members with fear. Jax, Zira, John and
Jane don’t run, unaffected. Blaze and Junkyard scared and
run in fear, Ichiro, scared “ a little”.
(D = Drone)
Junkyard is attacked by the Fenrir in the center room. Ichiro
is attacked by another Fenrir. Jax punches Fenrir on Junkyard.
Fenrir is hurt. Zira takes control of one remaining Fenrir and
commands to attack the other remaining Fenrir. Zira’s controlled
Fenrir is killed. Jax attacks again. Fenrir attacks Blaze as he
runs away. Ichiro attacks the Fenrir on Blaze. Zira controls Fenrir
on Junkyard and Jax, commands to attack remaining unengaged Fenrir.
Wounded Fenrir is killed by other Fenrir. Jax moves back out into
room, aims silenced pistol at uncontrolled Fenrir. Zira tries
stunbolt on the Fenrir attacking Ichiro, but fails. Ichiro flees,
Jax aims, shoots, and kills final “whole” Fenrir.
John and Jane move into room and begin working on glowing, green
orb. Begin encasing it in a travel box. Ichiro shoots Fenrir with
single shot from suppressed SMG. Jax aims, shoots, and kills wounded
Team gets in room, Ichiro stands guard by stairwell. Team exits
with “package” and returns to 26th floor. Package
too large to fit through crawl space in elevator shaft. Zira finds
magic portal to roof, but team decides that route too risky. Jax
becomes visibly agitated that team is messing around. Junkyard,
Ichiro, Jax decide to go out window and climb across to lower
building. Junkyard cracks window, team exits window and descends
to roof of adjacent building.
Junkyard spoofs cameras all the way down other building. Team
exits into building’s parking garage. Zira controls guards,
call Frank for pick up. Frank drives by target building to pick
up Junkyard’s dog. Team calls Mrs. Fung for exchange and
payment. Team finds out from Mrs. Fung that facility was owned
by Saeder-Krupp. After expenses, team members get 17.4 k¥
Karma & Nuyen
karma : 6 pts. for full run, 3 pts. for half, minimum 2 pts. to
- 6: Zira (6), Jax(17), Blaze (11), Ichiro (6), Junkyard (11)
- 3: Cowgirl (6), Cutter (9), Chavez(9), Trapper(6), Mirage
(6) Thunder (3), Inadu(8), Bootleg(13), Sten(3), Tagger(3)
- +3* Chronicler (Corey): Jax(20), Chavez(12), Trapper(9)
- +2* War story: Junkyard(13)
- Ichiro (post-run) : 4 karma for Computer 2 (2/6)
- Jax (pre-run) : 8 karma for Leadership 3 (3/17)
* - if they are especially detailed/good, you get more than the
100 k¥ total, 20k¥ advance, unspecified bonuses.
- Final pay 17.4 k¥: Zira, Jax, Ichiro, Junkyard
- 13.4 k¥ for Blaze, because he had to cough up 4k more
for the micro-transceiver.
- 8.7 k¥ for inactive: Cowgirl, Cutter, Chavez, Trapper,
Thunder, Inadu, Bootleg, Sten, Tagger
- Mirage makes no money (jail)
- Ichiro (post-run) - Fake credstick/ID rating 3, Regular Rounds
- Jax (post-run) - bought a new handset cell phone
- No one ended up in the hospital (that's really just due to
lucky die rolls at the end)!
- Junkyard takes exactly one week to heal up at home.
- Jax takes a few days
- Blaze takes a few days (Healed by Zira during run)
- Ichiro takes sixteen days to heal up at home
- Zira took no damage
- Blaze, Mirage, Zira buy Middle Lifestyles
- Everyone spends 1/2 mo on all Lifestyles