Jimmy called with another appointment with the Johnson. Club Penumbra. I call the boys. The Johnson arrives. It’s a woman wearing a business suit.
“I’ve got a job for you. Breaking and entering. You are to retrieve a package from a small office building. There will be a bonus if you can destroy their research materials.
Breaking and entering? That’s not what I do.
Denver, June 2062
A woman entered, wearing formal business wear, “Good morning, Mr Yiska. Glad to see you have recovered from your surgeries.”
“Why am I here? What have you done? Who are you?”, I stammered. I had too many questions and my brain didn’t know where to start.
“We own you now.”
Damn, I can’t say no. Her looks were too similar, it can’t be coincidence.
We’ve been working gathering the information on the security of the building. Cameras on the walls and roof, magical barriers, retinal scanner… The roof is the access point. I still think we should have roughed up one of the security guys to get a bit more detail. I should have bought some gel rounds but I didn’t find the two cred sticks from the previous mission until just before I jumped on the bike to get here.
The plan is pretty simple. Get on the roof while Trog will provide a drunken distraction for us at the front gate. Get to the labs and grab the goods while Clarisse tries to hack the building and cover our movements on the cameras.
Wolfe summons a spirit to turn us invisible and we slip through the gate as the guards come in for their shift. We walk around the back and throw up a grappling hook and climb to the roof. Clarisse makes easy work of both the door on the roof and the cameras. Everything is going smoothly. Wolfe and Hirito go first. I’ll cover their backs. The 2 guards are off to the left near the labs.
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If you fraggers don’t stop calling me ‘Clarisse’, I’m going to start calling you ‘Daddy’ and asking you for money, telling you about my feminine issues and hacking your name into Matrix dating sites.
<<<< posted by Killer-Bunny >>>>
<<<< 09/06/72 16:33:48 >>>>
Sorry chérie, but “Bunny” reminds me of a stripper I met in Fall City.
<<<< posted by Francois.BorealeSec >>>>
Hirito pulls out his shotgun with gel rounds as he turns the corner. Damn that’s going to be loud. He pulls the trigger, BLAMMMM!!! Wolfe mind controls the other guard.
“I think they’ve heard that”, says K-Bunny. No shit!
I go to pull the unconscious body into the lab areas where there are no cameras so the cameras won’t pick up the body when K-Bunny does her 30 second rotations.
“Lab doors are open. The guy in the security room seems to be trying to pull off some magic. He’s bleeding. Another pair of guards are coming down the hall. ", says K-Bunny.
I hear another three blasts of the shotgun. I guess Hirito took care of the pair of guards. I go around the corner to watch for guards coming up the stairs. Hirito had switched to the rifle and shot the mage right through the bullet proof glass of the security room. Nice shot. Wolfe summoned some kind of fire spirit. I think the security mage is going to get burned.
I hesitate for a few seconds, but I guess the other guards have decided to lay an ambush at the foot of the stairs, so I turn round the corner get pegged by 2 shots. Luckily I’m fast and the shots just graze me. A couple of narrow bursts, a couple of bodies… I really should have gotten gel rounds. “They’re down”, I say.
Seattle, 29 May 2072
“So how did that make you feel?”, asked the police psychiatrist.
“We were told the drop zone was active and we were to go in hot. They never told us we’d be shooting at kids in a street gang. Mazula had shot four of them by the time he had a chance to really see any details of his targets. Three of those were dead before the doc wagons arrived.”
“And how did that make you feel?”, asked the police psychiatrist.
“Empty. Drained. Mazula means he’s been there, in their shoes. He grew up on the streets.”
“And how did that make you feel?”, asked the police psychiatrist.
“Look, the police calls Mazula in when there is a situation they need handled. They don’t ask him to think; they want situations removed; they want bodies.”
“And how does that make you feel?”, asked the police psychiatrist.
“It’s Mazula’s job. It’s what they pay him for.”, I screamed. I know I shouldn’t have given him a reaction. That’s what he wanted.
“So you’re an assassin?”, asked the police psychiatrist. I was stunned, he’d hit me with a real question.
“We’re done here. Session over.”, I stormed out of the office.
The security mage surrenders and comes out of the room. Wolfe screams, “Stop attacking” but its too late, the fire spirit has enveloped the mage. Horrid smell.
We get into the lab, grab the helmet. K-Bunny gets the door open to the server room, hacks in to the data, and then starts screaming. She collapses unconscious just after I smash her phone into pieces.
“Just how Mazula likes his women”, I say. People expect these types of comments from me…
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Under-age and under-conscious…yum…
<<<< posted by ANONYMOUS >>>>
I pick her up and throw a couple of grenades into the server room. Wolfe tells his fire spirit to destroy the lab and server room and we start to leave.
“There’s a chopper on the way”, calls Frenchie. Damn, nothing is ever simple. Now to make our escape…
Frenchie threw open the door and we headed to the gate. About a kilometer away, we can see the incoming helicopter. Frenchie calls his van and I call my bike. The bike gets to the gate around the same time as I do with K-Bunny slung over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry. Frenchie’s van moves about as fast as my grandfather used to with his cane.
“Ok, who has the pass to get us out the gate?”, I say. I try to keep the exasperation out of my voice.
“Oh, I’ve got it.”, says Hirito as he opens the gate.
Wolfe summons up some kind of electricity spirit and sends it toward the copter. It makes some cool special effects but the copter is still getting closer and some missile launchers snap out of their casings.
The van finally pulls up and everyone but me jumps in. I want to try to first aid K-Bunny to stop the bleeding and then hop on the bike. Hirito decides to fire a couple of shots at the copter and manages to pierce the front window on the driver’s side.
Unfortunately when the copter pilot opens up with his heavy machine guns, Hirito isn’t fast enough to duck back into the van and ends up with a face full of lead. Hirito’s not having a very good day, I guess. I jump to the side and roll out of the way.
Ok the only way to first aid K-Bunny now, is to jump in the van and have the bike follow. So I jump in an start trying to patch her up while the copter pilot fires another burst at the van. Finally Frenchie gets the turtle, I mean bulldog moving.
Wolfe summons a fire spirit this time and it launches a nice ball of fire at the copter and it starts turns to flee.
I patch up K-Bunny, get my bike to come close to the van and hop out onto the bike.
A van pulls out, up ahead of us. It seems to be Docwagon and they start following us. Now that the helicopter is gone, Frenchie pulls over and the Docwagon folks can look over K-Bunny.
They come up pointing assault rifles at us and we hand over K-Bunny to the lead medic who’s name tag reads “Max”.
We head back to Frenchie’s garage to call Ms. Johnson and to get a bit of shut eye. Wolfe sets up the meet for 9am and we head out there to set up a bit before the meet.
Hirito sets up on the roof with his sniper rifle with Wolfe’s air spirit providing some concealment.
A limo pulls up and this blond German samurai hops out and the limo keeps on moving. She walks up to Trog and Wolfe near the van and asks for the goods. Wolfe wants to make sure that this person is really the representative for Ms Johnson. At this point Achtung Samurai, says Ms Johnson has been detained and all she wants is the Delta Phoenix data file and she’ll pay us Y2000. She tells us to look down at our chests where we see 2 red laser sight dots. Wolfe and Trog start in a another doomed bargaining session with her, about not wanting to fight and bargaining about the money supposedly to buy for time while Frenchie can edit Hirito out of the data file.
“Well looks like we don’t need it anymore, take them out boys”, she says a few seconds later and she turns her back on us and heads away.
A situation like this usually comes down to a gun fight and I had just been waiting for the ‘go’ signal. Up came my Ares and put a hole in her back. Trog was chasing her down, Wolfe started casting some sort of spell and Hirito back pedaled it toward some shelter on the roof.
One of the snipers pegged him anyways with a full burst and the other fired off a grenade. Hirito goes down. Like I said, I don’t think he’s been having a very good day.
Frenchie’s first drone gets shot down and he sends up one with a light machine gun. Which forces the snipers off the opposite roof.
A small van comes round the corner toward the samurai. Trog and I both peg her with another couple of bullets, although I have to switch clips as the original clip ejects. Damn now the gun is rebooting so I switch to the Ruger and put another bullet hole in the samurai and she goes down.
The van pulls up blocking our view of her and someone drags her in the van. A light machine gun turret pops up from the van’s roof and lets out a couple of blasts at Wolfe who goes down fast.
Trog tries to rip the door off the van either that or maybe he’s hungry. The van starts driving off and Trog decides not to hang on. They’ve got what they came for anyways and head off.
We manage to bandage both Hirito and Wolfe and a few minutes later Docwagon comes for Hirito, unfortunately Wolfe doesn’t have a contract. The crew comes out of the van and here comes Max the lead medic.
“Busy day?”, asks Trog.
“Yeah, like every day.”, says Max.
Ms Johnson comes by 30 minutes later.
“You’ve had some complications?”, she says when she notices we are missing one person, have a new person from the previous meet and she sees Wolfe down covered in blood.
“Another group tried to get the goods and claimed responsibility for delaying you.”, says Trog.
“Did they get it?”, she asks.
“We didn’t give them anything and then we started shooting”, I say.
She seems skeptical but takes the data and hands us the cred sticks.
I don’t know about you, but with a day starting like this, I need a beer and some shut eye. I get on the bike to head home, turn on my commlink which I’d turned off during the fire fight to stop the hacker from screwing with my gear and notice a light flashing on it. Its a message from K-Bunny:
You should really consider getting a new commlink with a decent firewall and software… Killer Bunny.
Would have been useful to know yesterday.
Outpatient Progress Note – 29 May 2072 (09:30-09:37)
– None listed.
– WAIS-XI (VCI 104 / PRI 110 / WMI 90 / PSI 92 / GAI 107 / fsIQ 98)
– MMPI-5R (HS 44 / D 51 / Hy 61 / Pd 66 / MF 75 / Pa 87 / Pt 34 / Sc 41 / Ma 67 / Si 42)
– FAVT-3 (Level 2 / IPV 4 / HRV 3)
Officer M.H. continues to refer to himself in the third person, a clear defense mechanism to prevent addressing the internal conflicts. Emotional discussions remain superficial and concrete, typically with rationalizations for reactions rather that exploring the underlying feelings. Becomes distressed when pushed to explore how he actually ‘feels’ about the incidents rather than describing details. However, these emotional outbursts provide an access point for interventional questions to stimulate unconscious review of emotional reaction patterns.
Despite his limited ability to tolerate today’s session, this was clearly the most productive visit to date.
– continue follow-up as tolerated / required by Internal Affairs.
– explore defense mechanisms indirectly by stimulating controlled emotional responses.
– consider trial of anti-psychotic medications.