Arriving in the bathroom you quickly notice a small window high on the wall, you'd have to stand on something and it's only large enough to stick your head out of.
As to cameras in the bathroom ... maybe ... maybe not ... but if these folks are as "old school" as you're being told there may not be any inside the bathroom itself.
As to cameras in the bathroom ... maybe ... maybe not ... but if these folks are as "old school" as you're being told there may not be any inside the bathroom itself.
Hernando moves the trash can under the window and climbs on, then slowly opens the window and peeks out ...
"You packin I assume?"
"Of course."
"OK then, a little target practice, see dat poster on da wall there? On three we'll both draw and put a round into it."
Hernando get's his head out where he can see just as goon #2 says "One ... two ... three."
Goon #1 pulls a large caliber semiauto from a shoulder holster and fires, center-mass on an old Johnny Silverhand concert poster.
But before he even fires Chita has whipped some sort of small SMG (?) larger handgun (?) out of her right thigh ... yes ... out of her thigh ... like Robocop ... and puts three rounds into Johnny's forehead and is reholstering even as goon #1 takes his shot.
Good #2 looks impressed, it takes goon #1 a moment to realize what happened ... he looks less then thrilled.
"Guess you can shoot." Says goon #1. "Let's see if ya kin fight. The Boss said no permanent injuries, but he didn't say nothing about bruises."
With that both goons move into action.
Chita appears to hesitate as they approach, then just before they reach her she springs straight up ... and both legs snap out. One catches goon #1 square in the nose and he goes down, for the moment at least. Goon #2 manages to turn his head slightly and rolls it with the blow, so saves his nose, but catches a good one on the cheekbone. Meanwhile Chita, having leapt a good 3m straight up from a standing start, twists in mid-air and her cloak falls off ... yep ... FULL BODY exotic ... as goon #2 looks up to track her the cloak settles over his head. Meanwhile she's twisted around such that when she comes down it's hands ... claws (?) ... first atop goon #2. She lets her momentum/mass drive him to the ground as her hands find his head and twist it to the side ... she could break his neck if she's not careful.
As goon #1 regains his feet, nose dripping and already swelling, ready to continue the battle ... Chita says "Most people seem to think I can".
With that she releases goon #2 and helps him get her cloak off his head and back onto his feet.
Goon #2 whistles softly under his breath. goon #1 looks even less happy then he did after the shooting display.
"Guess so." He pulls a handkerchief and puts it to his nose as Chita resettles her cloak on her shoulders, the three turn to reenter the restaurant.
Guess whoever did that cat shit to her gave her more then just the looks.
"You packin I assume?"
"Of course."
"OK then, a little target practice, see dat poster on da wall there? On three we'll both draw and put a round into it."
Hernando get's his head out where he can see just as goon #2 says "One ... two ... three."
Goon #1 pulls a large caliber semiauto from a shoulder holster and fires, center-mass on an old Johnny Silverhand concert poster.
But before he even fires Chita has whipped some sort of small SMG (?) larger handgun (?) out of her right thigh ... yes ... out of her thigh ... like Robocop ... and puts three rounds into Johnny's forehead and is reholstering even as goon #1 takes his shot.
Good #2 looks impressed, it takes goon #1 a moment to realize what happened ... he looks less then thrilled.
"Guess you can shoot." Says goon #1. "Let's see if ya kin fight. The Boss said no permanent injuries, but he didn't say nothing about bruises."
With that both goons move into action.
Chita appears to hesitate as they approach, then just before they reach her she springs straight up ... and both legs snap out. One catches goon #1 square in the nose and he goes down, for the moment at least. Goon #2 manages to turn his head slightly and rolls it with the blow, so saves his nose, but catches a good one on the cheekbone. Meanwhile Chita, having leapt a good 3m straight up from a standing start, twists in mid-air and her cloak falls off ... yep ... FULL BODY exotic ... as goon #2 looks up to track her the cloak settles over his head. Meanwhile she's twisted around such that when she comes down it's hands ... claws (?) ... first atop goon #2. She lets her momentum/mass drive him to the ground as her hands find his head and twist it to the side ... she could break his neck if she's not careful.
As goon #1 regains his feet, nose dripping and already swelling, ready to continue the battle ... Chita says "Most people seem to think I can".
With that she releases goon #2 and helps him get her cloak off his head and back onto his feet.
Goon #2 whistles softly under his breath. goon #1 looks even less happy then he did after the shooting display.
"Guess so." He pulls a handkerchief and puts it to his nose as Chita resettles her cloak on her shoulders, the three turn to reenter the restaurant.
Guess whoever did that cat shit to her gave her more then just the looks.
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Hernando will return to finish his food.
"I hope they won't have more candidates, or this may take more time. But I''m surprised this isn't full of people".
"I hope they won't have more candidates, or this may take more time. But I''m surprised this isn't full of people".
As Hernando returns to the booth, and his spaghetti, the two goons and Chita reenter the back room. A couple minutes later Chita returns to the booth ... and a plate of her own. She looks at it a moment then uses her fork to wind up portions she eats ... her front teeth at least are rather ill suited to spaghetti.
Meanwhile Gremlin is taken into the room.
(( Presuming you don't plan to mention having witnessed what happened out back. ))
He emerges a few minutes later and Mouse and Hernando are called back into the room.
"Mr Guterez, Mr Mouse, I'm afraid I only have need for a single decker so unless you to wish to share the pay for this job and hope for future employment opportunities I'm afraid I'll have to request that you go head-to-head so the best candidate is selected."
(( Split the paycheck with Mouse? Or show him ... the boss seems to think Mouse is a male ... who's the better man? ))
Meanwhile Gremlin is taken into the room.
(( Presuming you don't plan to mention having witnessed what happened out back. ))
He emerges a few minutes later and Mouse and Hernando are called back into the room.
"Mr Guterez, Mr Mouse, I'm afraid I only have need for a single decker so unless you to wish to share the pay for this job and hope for future employment opportunities I'm afraid I'll have to request that you go head-to-head so the best candidate is selected."
(( Split the paycheck with Mouse? Or show him ... the boss seems to think Mouse is a male ... who's the better man? ))
Hernando try to show confidence.
"I'm ok with both way. I'm sure I can handle the situation alone, but better safe than sorry, so having a partner may be better "
"I'm ok with both way. I'm sure I can handle the situation alone, but better safe than sorry, so having a partner may be better "
Now that the "interviews" are over Chita and Gremlin are brought into the room.
Mr Mob Underboss (you have no clue what his name is) speaks:
"Over in the East Marina is the Eastern Star Novelty Company ((Feel free to roll Streetwise ... but unless you manage a 15+ you don't know a thing about them)) which imports exotic and novelty toys from around the Pacific Rim. A recent shipment included a package that should have been delivered to us, it was not. I have been assured the package was in fact included in the shipment, and while it's possible the person inside Eastern Star that was to collect and deliver it to us has a legitimate reason for not having done so I wish to insure the package is not still in the shipping container and sent elsewhere in the country with the rest of the containers contents."
The niece slides a datapad over, it contains a cargo container ID number and a description of the package, but no information on it's contents.
"I don't know exactly when that container is scheduled to be forwarded to it's next destination, so time is something of an issue. Needless to say you will obtain the package and insure it's absence from the container will not be noticed. Are there any questions?"
Mr Mob Underboss (you have no clue what his name is) speaks:
"Over in the East Marina is the Eastern Star Novelty Company ((Feel free to roll Streetwise ... but unless you manage a 15+ you don't know a thing about them)) which imports exotic and novelty toys from around the Pacific Rim. A recent shipment included a package that should have been delivered to us, it was not. I have been assured the package was in fact included in the shipment, and while it's possible the person inside Eastern Star that was to collect and deliver it to us has a legitimate reason for not having done so I wish to insure the package is not still in the shipping container and sent elsewhere in the country with the rest of the containers contents."
The niece slides a datapad over, it contains a cargo container ID number and a description of the package, but no information on it's contents.
"I don't know exactly when that container is scheduled to be forwarded to it's next destination, so time is something of an issue. Needless to say you will obtain the package and insure it's absence from the container will not be noticed. Are there any questions?"
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"A couple of them actually: any transportation to the place? And where is the rend-vous after we achieve the job?"
Chita speaks up, "One comment, if you want us to face the MSS (( And you have no clue what an MSS is. )) and probably the Tong (( Chinese mafia )) you can triple the pay or I'll be on may way.
"MS-what?" Asks Mouse.
Gremlin seems to think for a moment then says, "I'm with the cat."
"MS-what?" Asks Mouse.
Gremlin seems to think for a moment then says, "I'm with the cat."
Hernando learns a lot with this exchange of words. Mouse is just a street rat like Hernando who is clueless about who is important, but lack any experience or he would shut his mouth. Gremlin is a veteran and chita belongs to another league. But this is not a suicide mission or none of them would have accepted it. Risky, yes.But if it wasn't risky, they wouldn't hire outside people.
Hernando waits a bit more..
Hernando waits a bit more..
Mr Mob Underboss seems more exasperated then annoyed. "Triple it is, but if the shipment has left the warehouse I'll expect you to track it down and intercept it by any means necessary."
Gremlin speaks up. "If we have to chase it, you cover the expenses."
"Reasonable ones, if you do have to leave the city I'll arrange transportation."
"If you plan to keep an eye on us whoever it is comes with us." Says Chita. "I don't want someone accidently tipping the Chinese off because they're so busy watching us they aren't paying attention to other things."
"No surveillance, unless you have to leave town, I'll send a driver with the vehicle. As to dropping off the package, it comes here, and if you're followed (he gives you a 'look') ... don't be."
Chita and Gremlin look at each other and nod, then both of them look at Hernando.
Gremlin speaks up. "If we have to chase it, you cover the expenses."
"Reasonable ones, if you do have to leave the city I'll arrange transportation."
"If you plan to keep an eye on us whoever it is comes with us." Says Chita. "I don't want someone accidently tipping the Chinese off because they're so busy watching us they aren't paying attention to other things."
"No surveillance, unless you have to leave town, I'll send a driver with the vehicle. As to dropping off the package, it comes here, and if you're followed (he gives you a 'look') ... don't be."
Chita and Gremlin look at each other and nod, then both of them look at Hernando.
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He was now in serious business. It wasn't more about kids trying to improve their grades, or stealing an info from some low sec site.
He needed a new deck and fast. And he didn't have one.
"We can start immediately, unless someone needs some extra gear"- he looks at the rest of the group.
He needed a new deck and fast. And he didn't have one.
"We can start immediately, unless someone needs some extra gear"- he looks at the rest of the group.
"Need to grab my kit." Says Gremlin. "Anyone that needs tech gear can come along."
"Could you recommend a place to meet up once we've each collected our working gear?" Chita says to Gremlin.
"Harbor View NCART station, two hours?"
Chita nods.
"Ummm ... I'll go with you Gremlin, but ... ummm ... ta look for a new deck ta get after the job."
"Could you recommend a place to meet up once we've each collected our working gear?" Chita says to Gremlin.
"Harbor View NCART station, two hours?"
Chita nods.
"Ummm ... I'll go with you Gremlin, but ... ummm ... ta look for a new deck ta get after the job."
"I think we can discuss those details latter"- then Hernando turns to Mr Mob Underboss
"We are leaving now,. Until our next meeting"-and he nods.
Outside he says to Gremlin:
"I'm going with you, I need to get some gear. And some information from both of you, if we are supposed to stay alive. I won't pretend that I understood half of what you were saying, just to keep my proud".
"We are leaving now,. Until our next meeting"-and he nods.
Outside he says to Gremlin:
"I'm going with you, I need to get some gear. And some information from both of you, if we are supposed to stay alive. I won't pretend that I understood half of what you were saying, just to keep my proud".