[Day: Friday, January 16th. Time: 1:00 p.m.] [It's the middle of winter! But not in the Bahamas, where Ten and Lukas are lying in their latest living location leased when leave their last love, Great Britain. In this way, hopefully they can stay ahead of Anrin Heavy Industries, who have been looking for them for the past 20 years. They haven't been very active over the past 15 though. By now it's more of a prinicple of the thing than a desire for their old technology back.] ( Betcha didn't see THAT one coming! ) (!!) (Why not active? We gotta keep our money coming!) (*Boots Jamie out of the channel. "You've totaly just been voted off the island.") *** Keiko is now known as Lukas ( Anrin hasn't been actively sending death squads after them ) (Oh, Anrin hasn't been active.) *** Jamie has left channel #mc4 (Okay.) (That makes more sense.) ( Ten is 20 year old technology by now :P ) (Totally so.) (I'm oooold) (But still so stylish) ( There are newer models! ) [Either way, you're... I dunno. Somewhere. Pick a place.] (Yeah, but how many of them can claim to have been operating or over a hundred and twenty years? Huh? Huh? Huh? None, that's how many, 'cause I'm awesomer than they are.) (Also, I totaly don't have the char sheet for this Ten on me.) ( Barbie's still older. ) (Her? Ha, she doesn't even have knees!) ( I'll send it ) (Thanks) (I'm trying to remember what I did to Lukas at the end of MC3 exactly.) (Ah, yes.) (We told Anrin to go play hide and go fuck yourself... and then you started turning blue.) (Yeah. Was just trying to remember the blueness.) ( Sent ) [Either way, it's nice and warm outside. There's beeches and palm trees! And no snow! Or terrorists! ] (I'm fine with the Bahamas!) * Ten basks in the glow in what started off as a floral print two piece bikini, but after the addition of the sarong, wrapped sandals, assorted bangles, straw hat, and palmfrond wings, hardly counts as a two-piece outfit anymore. (*also pounds on the check mail button on earthlink. "C'mon.") * Lukas is sitting on the patio of a nice beachhouse, so he's in the shade, whether Ten is sunning herself or not. His hair is now blonde, with blue at the roots. Very punky. His face, thankfully, doesn't look blue anymore. He's wearing a shortsleeve dark blue t-shirt and a pair of shorts. He's wearing tennis shoes and a pair of black gloves as well and has a fruity looking drink off to his left. And his computer in front of him. [He's also old.] * Lukas is indeed older! 20 years older! Man, that's a lot of older. [Just sayin'] [Just then, a hitherto unknown volcano erupts, destroying the entire island.] [End!] (Damn!) Like I said, not exactly what I had in mind, but it worked out >_> Waah! I dunwana burn! * Ten flys off into the sunset. There can be only one Ten I'm confused. Ok ok ok [Not an end. Actually an ice cream truck ] That's tastier! * Lukas looks okay for his age, but he's definitely not the young hacker he once was. He probably does wish there was an ice cream truck. He leans back in his chair and takes a sip, glancing at Ten through his glasses. "Well, are you enjoying your choice of places, this time?" * Lukas is wearing shades! He was gonna mention that, but he was old. [So Lukas and Ten are chillin'. Lukas probably has an alcoholic drink that looks like lemonade with a mini umbrella in it... to keep it cool, I guess? I dunno.] (To keep it awesome.) (You put in the umbrella to keep it awesome.) Tropical islands are sooo much better than smoggy cities that try to disolve all my natural fiber clothes! Except the smoggy ones, they suck too. [Ice cream happens.] * Lukas licks his lips and then chuckles. "Well, I can do without a city, anymore. But this place in the summer's gonna turn me into a puddle." He takes another sip and mms to himself. He doesn't look all that unhappy. (Not actually. Overdramatic Lukas.) Melting's all bad, but it's all cool right now. So we just gonna veg out or didja find a job to keep us occupied? [At that moment, Lukas' cell rings. Imagine that!] * Lukas half smiles. "There's always something to do." He blinks, then fully smiles. "See?" * Ten nods and then brushes her hair back over her shoulders. * Lukas reaches over to his jacket, which is actually still the same as it always was. He pulls his cell out and answers it, "Volt." [Since Ten can understand anyway, I'm just going to post the contents here. A male voice responds. "You still go by that name, Lukas Raske?"] (That he recognizes?) ( Mind roll! ) ( Ten can, too! ) (Did I get any CP in the past 20 yearS? ^_~) ( Nope ) (Damn!) 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Lukas (2d8) and gets a natural 13 for a result of 13. ( Not even any for beating the final boss. ) 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Ten (2d8) and gets a natural 9 for a result of 9. (I totally blew it. Keiko's smarter than me!) (missed by 2) [It could be someone they knew. Or it could... not!] * Lukas replies, a note of puzzlement in his voice, "Business is business." ["Won't argue with that. Shall we get right down to it, then?"] (I'm smarter than me... I mean Jamie's smarte than me, but I'm totaly a better hacker than I am.) * Lukas nods slightly and leans forward, typing on his computer. Let's see if he can get a bead on who's calling him while they talk. "Well, you've already got my ear." (Also, I was totaly going to spend CP on getting a human sized shell body made.) (Those fuckers probably broke it or something.) (*shakes a tiny fist at the heavens) [He speaks! He might do other stuff, but it's not like you can tell over the phone. "I need your services. Specifically, I need to hack into a large, well-defended matrix, and I need you and your 'team' (he puts emphasis on that) to run interference."] * Lukas nods slightly. "Nipping at the edges, so to speak?" (Lemme know if I get a roll on the back-hack.) ( Hmm.... Go ahead. ) 2d8-6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Lukas (2d8-6) and gets a natural 8 for a result of 2. (Make by 6.) ["So to speak. I need time to get what I'm looking for."] [Lukas begins the back hack! The signal's a doosey. It moves first to Australia, then starts working through the Phillipines.] * Lukas nods and watches the screen as the trace is run. "Are you needing physical interference too? Because the cost goes up when the risk goes up." ["No. You'll be able to do everything I need from a remote location."] * Ten starts price checking botnets (Ha.) (Now that's modern of you.) [The signal bounces to a sattelite, then down to Los Angeles, heading towards Mexico.] * Lukas nods slightly. "Good, good." A moment, then, "Let us delve a bit deeper. What is the target system?" [He hesitates, then decides to just say it. "Zukunft."] [The signal goes all the way down to Rio de Janiro, then bounces off another sattelite. Talk about complicated. ] (That's one laggy ass signal) * Lukas glances to Ten, computhinking at her. ~ So, how in are we, on a scale from yes to fuck yes? ~ ( Ahm helpin' u keel urselvz ) ~ Right around "Oh yes, yes indeed.~ * Lukas whistles and says back at him while writing that block of memory, "That is a hard target." Beat. "Given the political situation, there is a serious possibility of reprisal. I trust you've taken that into account in your compensation offer?" ["You'll be well paid."] ~This is one of those half up front jobs~ [The signal lands in Ireland. It starts making its way towards England, then... goes out. Poof!] * Lukas takes a drink as he writes back, ~At least,~ then, "How well is well?" * Lukas frowns a little at the signal going out, but that's it. [He quotes a figure. Somewhere in the area of 1.3x as much as Lukas would expect to get from a job like this.] * Lukas 's eyes widen slightly there too. He then attempts to coolly add an extra .2x onto it, adding, "... and Half now, half after. If you mess up your side of the hack, I don't want to try to bill Zunkuft for it through your dead body." [He tries to lower it to + .1x (1.4x altogether!) more. "You don't need to worry about me. I wouldn't be calling for assistance if I didn't know they had such heavy defenses."] (Is he accepting the half-now, half-then?) (Or no? Since the money stuff keeps being abstracted away. ^_^; ( Yes. ) ( Dude. I know nothing about this kind of thing >.> ) (Just making sure!) ( For all I know, we're talking about 50 bucks :P ) (Ha.) * Ten does other prepwork, like checking on hacked credit cards, virii, and current exploitable security holes in software that'd make their job easier. (We love you, Ten.) ( But this is dangerous, so Lukas gets $54 instead. ) * Lukas smiles slightly. "That seems satisfactory. Given your knowledge, I trust you know where to send the information and money?" ~Seems we might get another crack at making you a body after all.~ ["That's right."] ~Yay! maybe we'll get past the mockups before everything explodes again. ~ * Lukas nods slightly and replies to the speaker with, "Then I look forward to a very boring and therefore successful hack." ~Well, we'll be putting a little more distance between ourselves and everyone before we give it another shot.~ ~Maybe we should buy a space station.~ ~But then they'd track me by clothes shipments again! And get a time frame! ~ ["I'll get back to you with the details soon."] * Lukas replies, "The sooner the better, for both of our sakes." ( Annnnd that's ... pretty much it ._. ) [He hangs up. And you still have no idea who he is!] * Lukas puts down the phone and runs his gloved hand back through his hair. "Who says that you can't have fun in your 40's?" * Ten sits up and grins. "That's easy, boring people who don't know what fun is!" ( Soooo... I'ma end it? ) And soon's an annoying time for a hack 'cause I have to keep checking for zerodays and zerohours. * Lukas chuckles and checks Ten's brain, before saying, "Yeah, we should probably make sure that the groundwork's done." A small frown. "It isn't as if Zunkuft doesn't have enough enemies. If we can get off clean, we'll be set." * Ten giggles. "And if not we'll go skii!" ( If not, you'll just be murdered off camera o/~ ) (;_;) * Lukas nods. "We'd definitely best have everything packed. If it goes wrong I want to be on a plane." * Lukas makes sure to add the skiing forcast to his daily checking! Because you gotta know where you want to fly. (Yeah, we can end it. Just wanted to bask a few more moments in the awesomeness of being a shadowrunner.) * Ten adds rolling ticket reservations to her list of things to do before "soon." (I'm awsome, and managed to go a whole session without spazzing over a box!) (Also, you can end) (I keep them from you.) (He keeps trying to make me cut back) (Junkie inna box.) [The hacking happens a few days later. Apparently the guy is as good a hacker as he claims to be, because everything goes smoothly. He seems to get what he wants, but damned if I'm gonna tell you what that is. Lukas recieves money from a Zurich bank account under a Mr. Charlie Horse. And he and Ten may or may not live happily ever after. We'll see.] (Junkie with a box!) [End!]