The BFBG nodded his head in agreement.
"Certainly sounds like a great fucking plan, for a goddamn ten second drop. Thing is, ladies, I'm in the business of selling on jobs, not doing them with you.
If you want to go ahead and build a Team that can set that shit all up, along with whatever else the fuck you need, I'll go ahead and give you the details.
Otherwise, I think you're both too pretty to get shot, stabbed and set fire to or whatever crazy shit Arasaka likes to do to people they catch these days. Go! Find a Crew! Hire some fucking people! Let me know in 23 hours or so if I should find someone else."
The BFBG gestures towards the door.
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The space that Nogitsune and crew step into is a loading dock receiving area. Powered lifters, disused plastic pallets, an empty micro-office off to one side and severl doors, two very wide and one regualr-sized, lead away from the wide space.
All sorts of safety signs mark the walls, along with TImberwolves posters and charging stations for assorted electric gear. Above the two large doors are signs that say "Sound Stage" in scrolling neon letters, along with a smaller sign that says, "If a dio is li e, d ors are locked."
The place looks like it is half-way through renovation, with interior walls showing through and the micro-office half-disassembled.
After a couple of seconds, Wallace hears raucous laughter from above and another burst of gunfire..this time towards him. There's a dull impact into the meat of his left thigh...
((Hit, one round, Dual-purpose, 19 damage before Armour and BTM mod, left leg, AMT.))