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Ridgerunning
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Re: Welcome home.
Hey Kid; Glad to hear from you finally. Glad your back in town. I figure you're looking to get your feet wet again, do a little work, get a little good-deed done. Well, I got something here with your name on it. Almost literally.
Here's the skinny. I need you to go in to the Aztlan Sector and pick up a box of expendable anchors. About 10 of em. Ain't cheap, but they ain't as expensive as some of the other options and I know a guy who knew a guy down in Amazonia who makes em for charity as some kind of gaes.
Go to the Serpents Feather. Meet with Eduardo. He's chill, omae, so don't worry about him specifically slotting you in the back. Get the information he's got, then deliver the box (Its about the size of a milk crate) and deliver em to the Angels Delight Pool Hall, I know you know the place. Give them to Flame. I know ya know him too, so like I said, this is got you all over it.
Now, there's a complication. Always a complication, iddn't there? Yeah, well, sue me in the CorpCourt. Thats why we make the big money. I won't tell you who got these items in to the area, or who's paying me to have you take them on in to the Sprawl, but they got folk who don't like em, and know what you're gonna try to do.
Now, on the grand scheme of things, this doesn't mean a whole lot. But I'm hooking you up with two peopel who will give you some help. The first ones a Saint-in-Training, name'a Zak. The others, well. He's special. Blindside's a rigger who knows the roads well and can handle the logstics of moving.
Hit me back if you want the job.
Slinger gets the mail on his pocsec. Luckily, he had a fund set up to maintain those kind of things — accounts, phone. His first day back was spent just clearing out spam, mostly. After all, to /him/ it hasn't been three or four years. But he quickly hits a reply, along with his updated contact information. He's in. And he'll look for a chance to bring more in, if he can, so have them send this 'Zak' with a shopping list. He smirks. A ganger, probably — a wannabe. Probably wet behind the ears and a liability, but he'll show the kid a thing or two. That done, he sits back and waits. And when the time comes, sends to have the kid meet him at the Red Rock Diner at the appropriate time.
Blindside is working in the back of the truck. Gladius is up on jacks while Blind's underneath the Musclecar.
"Ohhhhh blinndy!" Calls out Bambi, his Mitsuhama Companion Drone. "You have Maaaaaaaail!"
"What is it, my neoprene nubile?" Asks the Rigger, a cigarette in his mouth and a wrench in his hand.
"Its a job! You need to like, well, Blindy, these are big words."
With an exhasperated sigh, Blindside slides out from under the car on a roller-board. He moves over to the terminal, looking the mail over. "Huh. Baby, go get the celly and dial this kids number. SLinger. Pheh. Probably some wet behind the ears spell caster who never lifted a gun in his life. Well! B-SYYYYYYYYYYYDE will show him how its done!"
Slinger was just waiting for the call, getting caught up on a few things on the 'Trix. Cellphone rings. "Yo!" he says casually, flipping it open. Doesn't recognize the number, but he knows that much at least.
"Yo yo yo! What it IZ, Muthafraggah? This is the B-SIDE BOMBER baby! Looken to upload your earhole with my audio delight! I wanna make some cred, hard core ballen runner style, moven freight and make dem bitches panties WET BOOOOY!"
Slinger pulls the phone from his ear at the explosion of sound, and eyes it. Looks at the number. Looks at the phone. Looks at the number. And then cautiously brings the phone back to his ear. B-Side. Blindside. "Blindside, right?" the youth asks cautiously, though he can't suppress a grin. "For a minute I thought I'd won one of those radio call-in things, and was on the air or somethin'. Dunno how much cred there is for this job, but we're doin' a good work, and that counts for somethin', right?"
There's a pause on the other end of the line. Good works? Whatever. "I got 10,000 hard cold cred on the line here, BOOOOOOOY! This is the Blindside, oh yeah. Ain't no Radio, Ain't no trix-feed, nuhuh! One hundred percent halfer HEROISM at your mothahfraggen serviCCCCE!" He says, his voice doing that 'rising on the last syllable thing' that seems so very hip-hoppy. "Where's yo' ass at, cause I don't get called unless you's a pedestrian."
The elf-mage just shakes his head, grinning. "I got my own wheels, but compared to you I'm gonna suck at drivin'. Got magic on the brain, not a VCR. So yeah, a pickup would be great. Need to pick up some merchandise, and then grab any other stuff that we can drag in there to help out my… my homies." He cringes as he says the word. "You know, the Saints. I owe 'em from way back, and they owe me. We trade favors. So yeah. Pick me up at Havana and Mississippi, just south of Colfax, and we'll go from there.
"Ai'ght! Be ready for the black blur, booooy! I hope you like loud music, I hope you like fast cars, and I hope you like loose women, cause Blindsides got it ALL!" With that, Blindside ends the call. He stands up, looking at his sexbot. Cause thats all the pussy he gets, with that vocabulary… "BAmbi, Get my lunch box. I'm going to -work!-"
Slinger hangs up the phone and smirks. "Great. He's totally insane. And he's driving." He lets out a slow sign, and then leaves a quick note for Zak — along with his phone number. Then he takes the shopping list that Zak brought to him, straight from the Saints — their wish list of things that they wanted — and bundles up his stuff into a rather large backpack. And then he sets out from the motel, leaving the room behind him. He exits the building and lights up an unfiltered smoke, waiting at the corner for the wheels to arrive.
After a few minutes, around the corner comes a black 2070 Mustang. What? It's only 2069, and barely at that? Pheh. No matter. Following the muscle car (It does look fairly aggressive) is a simple, dime a dozen, see 10 of them on the highway big-rig, with a 55 foot trailer. The side door of the trailer opens up, a rampway extending. Down this strides Blindside, walking to the beat of his own drum. Or maybe it's its his own drum core. He pauses at the side ramp, looking up and down the street. "Damn. No audience. HOW CAN I HAVE MY GRAND ENTRANCE WITH NO AUDIENCE!"
From inside the truck, 5 droids pile out, falling all over themselves to get in front of him. 2 anthroforms, a companion drone and what looks like two Mr. Fix-its. They all applaud.
The two little anthro-form drones appear to have Disco-balls for heads, it should be noted.
Slinger is leaning against a light pole, complete with unfiltered cancer stick. And he, at least, applauds. Though he does roll his eyes a little bit. "Well, we can forget about stealth on this," the youth drawls. But there's no way for him to argue that your entrance was definitely impressive. "So, we ready to motor? The plan changed, or are we picking up the things in Aztlan first? And what're we taking with us into there?" There, of course, being the Warrens. "I don't think you're gonna fit through any underground tunnels. Just a guess."
"Scabby?" Asks Blindside then.
The Truck's lights come on, and a voice not entirely unlike Optimus Prime's comes across a speaker near where Blindside is standing. "Yes, Blindside?"
"Show him a horse of another color."
The truck shifts color and paint schemes now, turning in to what looks to be a Knight Errant vehicle, only with subtle changes to the decals that appear. Things like 'To Oppress and Terrorize' and '(Don't)Call: 911' and 'Knight Errant Security Services: Sucking Cock Since 2041.'.
The youth glances at the changes, and smirks. "I assume you can make it look even more legit than that. But nice touches." He inhales a drag from his cancer stick, then pulls out a fresh one and lights it from the butt of the last, before he flicks the spent butt into the gutter. "Looks good. So we can basically fill this thing up. That's good, 'cause I got a shopping list from hell here, and some of this stuff might take up a little room." He grins as he takes a step forward, offers his hand. "I'm Slinger. Back in town and ready for some action."
Blindside steps forward, reaching up. Fucking tall elves. Why the hell did god make them so GODDAMN TALL? And pretty. Lets not forget pretty. Oh yeah, and fast? WHY THE HELL DID GOD MAKE THEM SO TALL, PRETTY AND FAST?
Little bit of dwarven sour grapes here, one may expect. He shakes the hand, offering a nod. "Blindside. I rig. Vehicles only, don't do drones. My car, Gladius."
"Hello, Slinger." Says the black mustang, its voice like a bitch in heat on the other end of a sex-line.
"My truck, Scabbard."
"Greetings, Slinger." his voice, you've heard.
"My sidekick, Bambi."
She giggles, blushing convincingly.
"And mah boys, Jeeves, Mutt and Jeff."
The smaller drones salute awkwardly.
Slinger is definitely pretty. His hair has grown long in back, but the front is kept short and spiked up in an almost anime look. "Vehicles got lotsa advantages," he agrees. "Starting with coolness." Bambi gets a look — and a double-take, before Slinger realizes that definitely isn't a person. Including the fact she has no aura. The other ones get a glance, and Slinger tries a respectful bow, before he grins and takes a drag from his cancer stick. "All right. So, Aztlan? Unless you got a line on some of the drek on this list." He taps his pocsec.
The halfer reaches up for the pocksec. "HOw the hell should I know, I can't see the damn thing!" He says, gesturing back on to the truck. "Come on, come on, we'll go inside. Get off the street." He can be heard muttering as he walks 'Fraggen newbs'."
Slinger actually did hold it down, or at least angle it down. No crouching down and pandering to the little people and treating them like children, like some do. But Slinger scowls at the remark. "I'm not the one who showed up with a fanfare," he points out. "So watch who you're calling a newb." His eyes are narrowed with a dangerous look, but nonetheless he climbs up toward the cab of the truck. "You're good, and I got a better chance with you than anybody else I know, but if you don't think we can work together, save me some trouble and say so now."
Blindside glances back at Slinger. "Omae. Popcicle your drekhole, I'm just funnin ya. Skin, needs to be a little thicker." He moves in to the halfer-sized rig, with its various sections. "Welcome to Scabbard, my home on wheels, my home that is also my home.. making it my home that is home."
The elf relaxes when you mention you're teasing. "My skin's plenty thick. I just had too many people look at me, and all they see is a kid, and they start doing stupid drek when things go down. I've been away a while, so yeah, I know, my street cred's dropped some. And these are kick-ass wheels. Ready to roll when you are." He doesn't bother belting in unless the rigger does — for a run around town, last thing he wants to do is show a lack of faith. At least, hopefully there is a passenger seat that an elf can fit into without having to fold into a contortionist's nightmare.
"Scabby?"
"Yes Blindside?"
"Set a course for… uh.. Looks like the South side of the Aztlan Sector. Use La Mexicana freight and shipping transponders and externals."
"Making it so."
The truck rumbles to life underneath them, and pulls in to traffic with hardly a sway of anything or a shudder. The various drones go back to what they were doing, moving in to the shop section, with polishing rags, to buff a mean, evil looking mustang with obvious armor plating and a massive autocannon on the hood.
Slinger reaches into his pocket and pulls out his pack of cigarettes, slipping one of them into his mouth, then politely offering the pack of nonfilters — a native American blend, from the look of them. Strong and intense, and chock full of nicotine. He's addicted. A glow-lighter ignites the end of his, followed by a deep drag as he rides. "Anyway, got the list. This is what they sent as requests, in addition to the stuff we're delivering. I figure, the more we can bring, the better things are gonna be for the people down there, and the more cred we're talkin', potentially."
Blindside comes over to where the list is. "Well, yeah. I can make this happen. I know a fixer.. Real nice chica… Let me see if I can get her on the horn… BAMBI!"
Yes blindy?"
"Call Silky baby, see if she's got time for a care package…"
You paged (Kassandra, Slinger) with 'Silk's phone rings, it's blindsides number.'.
To (Blindside, Slinger), Kassandra pages: The phone clicks on, "Silk." There is the sound of water and birdsounds in the background.
You paged (Slinger, Kassandra) with 'SILKY BABY BOO! Hows my favorite boo? Hey, look, sweeties, honey baby, I got this guy here, right? And we gotta.. Hey, look. Do me a favor. Can you come on down to… COlorado and Colfax? Letcha meet the guy and he can tell you what he needs.."'.
To (Blindside, Slinger), Kassandra pages: There is a moment of hesitation. "Alright. It will take me a few, I'm well outside the city core."
You paged (Slinger, Kassandra) with 'Ain't no thang! I'll send Glady for ya, if ya like."'.
To (Blindside, Slinger), Kassandra pages: It won't take long, I have a car here. I'll be there soon." Click.
Slinger listens with interest, dragging on his cigarette. But he stays quiet. He has the cred to cover the basics, at least, and hopefully the big truck will provide plenty of cover for whatever we need to do. He grins and stretches out in the space provided him, glancing around at the scenery. "She's reliable? I assume it's a she. I mean, don't know many guys who use the name 'Silk', but you never know. Might be an elf." He flicks his ashes into the ashtray and waits for the meetup.
Blindside is kicked back in the truck. "Oh man, she aint no -man- baby, she's the longest set of legs, the most luscious set of tits, the deepest, brownest eyes you ever saw in your life. And reliable? Silky babies the -best-. She can charm Lofwyr out of his golden pecker if she tried."
Slinger chuckles. "Don't care much about her legs — all I care about is her pricing, and whether she can deliver." He waits carefully, scanning the truck's surroundings through the windows every so often. He's been away long enough to have lost some of the feel of the streets, and he fingers his credstick, looking over the list a few times and doing some calculations in his head.
A bit later a Bulldog Van will arrive at the location given by Blindside, coming to a rapid stop. The door opens, disgorging the fixer known on the streets as Silk. The woman glances around the area before stepping away from the van, heading towards Scabbard and speaking directly to the vehicle as she approaches, "Good to see you again, Scabbard. I hope you are well." She circles towards where one of the entrances are, moving slowly but with purpose.
"Always a pleasure, Silk. They are in back." Responds Scabbard in that deep yet tinny voice.
Blindside meets her at the door. "Hey, Silky baby!" He says then, a grin coming to his lips as he gets a whiff of the whollup she packs. "THis guy's Slinger. He's some kind of finger wigglen guy and we got this run in to the warrens, ya see. And he wants to take a little -extra- on the side, right? The kind of extra that don't pay me a damn thing, but chalks one up for the good guys, you scan me?"
Slinger tenses at the approach of the van. Probably just the fixer, but he's still being cautious, some of his instincts returning. The rigger appears to trust her completely, but Slinger doesn't know Blindside all that well yet. His eyes follow her movements — clear that she knows his host. But he stays silent for the moment, just leaning back in his seat. The summation Blindside gives gets a nod. "Got some favors I owe people," is all he says. He has made notes in his pocket secretary, and turns it — moving slowly — toward the fixer so the display is visible. It's a series of items — this much water, this much food. Medical supplies — low-end stuff, but items that will be in short supply. Ammo for various weapons — nothing difficult to acquire. Cigarettes. Booze of various types. A regular humanitarian relief package.
From afar, to (Zak, Blindside): Slinger left a phone number for you to reach me at, along with a prepaid cellphone next to it, and a note. We're not that far from where you picked me up, so he can just walk.
The diminuative elf nods politely to Slinger, listening to Blindside's commentary. She nods to Blindside with a smile, leaning on the doorframe to listen to Slinger's words. She'll lean in to look over the list, one eyebrow raising as she quietly remarks, "It should not be a problem for the vast majority of this stuff. I have a ton of things sitting around gathering dust in a warehouse that will easily meet your demands. The rest .. well, I can have it in a few hours at most."
Blindside lets the Magical Man and the Flexible Fixer hash out the exacts of their deal. "Hey, I'll toss in half for it. What the fuck. The saint's never did me no wrong, and well, I like having extra places I can park. So like, double the order and shiznit."
Slinger nods quickly. "Don't care where it comes from. As long as it's decent and works. Cheap is good, I'll admit. And the timing is right." As Blindside makes the offer, he glances over, then back, nods once. "Lemme know what it costs. Like I said, I owe them."
The list memorized, Silk draws out her own secretary, tapping a few keys and ejecting a flimsy with electronic data encoded. "This is the address you can pick things up from. Give me 90 minutes to get things together and you'll be all set. The second set of data is the routing account you can deposit cred into. I know B-Side is good for it, and I am not overly worried. Get it to me when you can."
She'll put the item away, remarking, "And be careful out that way. The Sons are still tearing up the place, and everyone else is playing warlord."
Blindside takes the address then, looking it over. "Scaby, Scan this."
"Address Obtained, Blindside." Says the truck.
Blindside looks over to Kassandra. "Hey, baby. How about a ride along? You feel like comin along for the ride?"
The youth nods swiftly, pondering, and then names a number of how much he wants. A little negotiation follows, of course — with Kassandra probably getting the best of the deal, given that Slinger isn't exactly up on the latest prices and trends. Then he holds out his hand, nodding, to seal the deal. "Few hours is plenty of time. When's the best time for us to go through?"
«Auto-Judge[]» Kassandra (#9777) rolls Denver Border Crossings:
«OOC» Blindside says, "Kassandra has the PERFECT place! ;)"
Silk seems indifferent to the money, unlike many in the city. She accepts the price without haggling at all, shaking the man's hand carefully. "There is a crossing at about .. 2143 and then again at 0116, the guards there are unobservant. You'd want to go through slowly, but there are openings for about 10 minutes at those times."
She shakes her head to Blindside, "I have some previous engagements, B-Side, but thank you for the kind offer."
«Stats System» You pay Kassandra (#9777) 500 nuyen for "Top".
Blindside slides some script from a pocket, peeling off 500. "Thanks for comin, Silky. You're all heart." he says, offering her the script. "Fer' comen out, even though you're officially retired."
Slinger glances over to Blindside, nods once. "Sounds like a plan." He doesn't have any scrip, but offers payment for his part of it up front — a gesture of trust. Blindside seems to trust her, and that's good enough for him. "All right. So we head to the next spot, pick up those items, pick up the loot, and chill for a while?" the youth asks, making sure that there is full agreement on what the plan is. And he smiles to Silk, inclining his head in gratitude.
Silk will accept the money, nodding her thanks. "Ah, you know, for you B-Side it isn't a hassle. I don't mind the trip in at all." She grins at that, slipping the money out of sight. She nods to Slinger as well, "A pleasure meeting you, Slinger. Stay out of trouble you two." She will step back and move out of the vehicle, letting the men plan in peace. If she doesn't hear, she doesn't know.
The youth grins, watching Silk depart, and fires up a fresh cancer stick, breathing in deeply while he thinks. "So… now we wait, pick up the merchandise, and figure out a way through the blockade. I kinda liked your idea, but ain't they gonna wanna see papers, you know. Authorizations, stuff like that? Or are they gonna just look at your truck and figure it's legit?" he wants to know.
"And aint that gonna be what you finger-wiggle up? Or at least, you know, make em think they sees em?" he shrugs. "You're the mage, man!"
Slinger chuckles thoughtfully. "Yeah, as long as it's just one guy I gotta convince," he agrees. "Maybe two, maybe as many as three. Any more than that, and my mojo ain't gonna work." He leans back in his seat, taking a deep drag from carcinogens, and grins. "It'll be good to see the Saints again. Hope they appreciate all this shit," he adds, with a soft chuckle.
"Well." Says the halfer then, reaching for a cigar. "Uh… we kin set up a diversion! Yeah! Like they do on the trids. YEAH! See, we'll send Bambi there… in Gladdy. Gladdy'l break down, see.."
The car in the back growls, its phone-sex operator quality, female toned voice huffing indignantly. "I will NOT!"
"Yeah yeah, you ACT like you break down, see?"
"… Very well."
"And then Bambi, see, she'll get out and bend over to look under the hood."
Bambi bends over, deep. She's not wearing underpants. She looks remarkably lifelike. "Like this, Blindy?"
"Oh yeah baby, just like that."
Blindside then, as an aside to slinger.. "I uh, use a stool."
Slinger watches the display, and smirks. "And so we just hope that the guys there, that they like girls and not boys," he chuckles. "That might get their attention. 'Cept… what would she be doing there, running the blockade? Unless she just happened to have a breakdown right there." He rubs his chin thoughtfully. "Yeah, that could work." He smirks, and shakes his head — and shudders. "Sorry, tend to like my lovers with, you know, flesh.
Bambi huffs indignantly now, herself. "I have PLENTY of Nu-Flesh." She says, straightening back up and lifting her breasts in each hand. I have 3 pounds of Nu-flesh in each breast!"
"What do we call those, Bambi?"
"Mammaries?"
"No, the -sexy- name."
"Oh!" She brightens. "Fun bags!"
Slinger shudders, closes his eyes. Meditation. Willpower. He tries hard not to retch. And just steadies his nerves with a drag on the cigarette. "Maybe I should, you know, meet you when we're ready to pick up the stuff," he finally says, very slowly, trying hard to keep emotion from his voice. He doesn't offend easily, per se — but this is grossing him out. And it's even worse that the robot is female. That itself is just… well, a little nauseating to the young elf.
Blindside looks to Slinger then. "Well, if you want. I mean, by the time we roll over to the pick up joint, it will be ready, ya know. If I'm you know… Look… I know I ain't a big time runner an I ain't a pretty, athletic Elf, okay? I'm a halfer with the charisma of a bumper at high speed. Theres one thing to be said for Bambi." He says, looking to the cab of the truck, blowing out a stream of smoke. "She doesn't fuck your best friend, and she never laughs."
Slinger shakes his head. "Sorry. I just… you know, what you do in your private time is cool. It's just… well, rubbin' my nose in it," he admits, with a weak attempt at a smile. "I was never attracted to… pleasure-things, if that makes sense. If something sexy is just rubbed in my face, it kinda grosses me out. Like this guy wandering around. Cristo, I think his name is. He's an elf, sure. Sexy… yeah, probably. But he flaunts it, just sort of waves it around out there, and because of that, he grosses me out. And he can't figure out why I don't think he's sexy. I know, I'm fucked up," he admits with a chuckle. "Sorry if I offended you."
"No. You didn't offend me, Slinger." Says the dwarf then. "I was the only dwarf in my high school. It's gonna take a lot more than a pretty boy mage with an aversion to a vibrator on legs to offend me." He says with a grin,looking back to Slinger. "And you ain't fucked up. You're just on the top end of the food chain. You ain't never been down here, where the short folk walk. You think I'd ever get a woman that pretty to look twice at me in real life? Naw. But she shoots well, drives okay and she can lift a wrench. And while I got her, I can close my eyes and pretend. Just for a moment. So she ain't all bad."
Slinger chuckles, but it's a nervous one. "What about me? I like boys. Most people look at me weird 'cause they can't figure out why I don't find bulging breasts attractive." He shudders again. "I can get guys, sometimes, but most of them look at me and think I'm some kinda freak. So… enh. I'm actually not even that attractive for an elf, so I got that to deal with, too." He stretches his legs out. "Plus, everybody thinks I'm too damned young. One reason I smoke — so people will at least take me a little seriously, realize I'm not twelve or somethin'."
"How about this." Says the rigger, looking back to Slinger. "You can walk in to any bar in town and get a beer, to any hotel in town, and climb in to the bed without requiring a stool, and no one ever calls you shorty, stumpy, stunty, halfer, half pint, squat, shortstack, munchkin, micro, tiny or any of the other hundred thousand names for a Dwarf in this world. But, I dunno. I just never found guys all that attractive myself. Probably on account of all the cute ones shoven me in lockers, and me fitting." A pause.
"Bambi, go sit in Gladius."
"Alright!" Says she, oblivious to being spoken of in the third person.
The young elf smiles. "Yeah? How about keebler, dandelion-eater, pointy-ear, scrawny, skinny… there's a ton of them for elves, too. There's always racist assholes out there. And we may be pretty, but we're also kinda weak a lot of the time." He chuckles. "They never shoved me in lockers. They just beat the crap out of me," he admits. "I don't gotta use stools, at least. I'll grant you that." He eyes the outside of the truck. "Gettin' dark. When are we pickin' up the loot?"
The truck comes to life underfoot. "About now. We'll head on over." he says, gesturing out the truck. "And then we'll set up a diversion… and then we'll deliver them packages.. and then, and then, sir, we will be big damn heroes."
Slinger laughs, shakes his head. "I've found that generally, anytime I expect to be a hero, nobody really notices. Once in a while, I'd love to actually get some applause or something. Usually, though, when I do a job right, nobody ever even knows what I did, y'know?" He laughs, flicks his butt out the window to burn out on the street, consuming any evidence of the touch of his body. He belts himself in, leans back in the seat. "Nice and smooth. And I'm sure we'll have it. You got any costumes or anything, or do I need to manage that?" he wonders.
Blindside looks down at himself then… "What, this isn't outlandish enough?" He asks, without a trace of self-referential humor. "No, I ain't got anything like that. Just my usual clothes. I'm not the kind of guy you usually interface with, ya know?"
Slinger nods, chuckling. "Well, I can probably disguise us, and influence a guard, too. Though we get much more than that and my magic starts to get shaky. I can definitely disguise you. That plus Bambi wiggling her butt" — shudder — "should get us past it. And then we can toast with the Saints. You ever hung out with them? They're not bad for a gang."
"Can't say I have. Theres a junkyard down near their territory I'm looking at trying to buy maybe… Maybe they can help me out or something.. if they don't mind halfers."
Slinger chuckles. "They're pretty tolerant. They put up with a chain-smoking queer elf, so I figure they wouldn't mind you at all," he says with a chuckle. Another cigarette is lit, inhaled, while the elf lightly taps a finger against the doorframe, heading to the pickup point. "Figure I'll have to get out and load stuff," the kid remarks. "It'll help keep me in shape."
"Yeah, I'll get my drones to help you with that. Stronger than they look, really. Not a bad lot, if a little, you know, light in the head." Says the Halfer as the truck pulls in to a warehouse on the north side of town. THe back ramp to the truck opens, a little red light coming on, before Gladius backs down with Bambi inside. She'll stay there unless called out.
Slinger is heading back around the side of the truck, walking casually, but keeping his eyes alert for any sign of danger. After all, this /is/ a criminal's lair, and while the dwarf trusts Silk, Slinger doesn't know her. "Here to pick up some goods," the youth says to whoever might be present, probably with a clipboard. It's always a clipboard. "Our order ready yet?" he wonders.
Javier steps around a pile of goods marked 'Surplus, CAS ARMY'. He's a young man, maybe 20, 25. A cigarette hangs from his tusked lips, the Ork showing signs of latino or maybe Native blood. "which of you is Slinger, eh?" Asks the man. "Silk said the truck would come, and it came, so one of you is Slinger?."
Slinger has his own cigarette burning, and he inhales a deep drag of smoke, eyeing the ork. Not bad looking for one — but then, he's always been partial to Native American-looking guys. "I'm Slinger," the youth announces. "Need me to sign or something?" There's a hint of wariness about him, watching the other man, but his expression is relaxed and friendly, even though he is preparing a spell — just in case.
Javier eyes slinger for a moment, seeming to tick off noted features. "Nope. This is your lot over here. Silk says its all yours so you better take it all."
The Lot is rather larger than the one ordered.
Slinger looks at the load, then at the truck. Then at the load again, and then marches toward the truck and knocks on it a couple of times. "Is all this gonna fit along with the car?" he wants to know, as he ponders the size of the load. That is… a lot of merchandise. Including, he notes with amusement, some noodles of a certain brand that he knows well. Interesting. He takes a drag of smoke, then marches over and starts to work on grabbing some of the items — the items that won't easily be handled by a forklift.
Blindside steps up next to slinger. "Car ain't gotta fit, Biootttttch!" Says blindside, now that he's outside the sanctum of his truck. "B-SYDE rolls so hard, even his cars know how to drive!"
Slinger smirks. "Fine. So you got a forklift that can handle this? Or you got one we can borrow?" the youth wonders, as he carries the bulky items toward the truck, looking for a good spot for them. It'll have to be carefully packed, and these are slightly heavy and loose, so he positions them to the side, leaving the center aisle clear for the use of the pallets themselves.
Blindside eyes the goods… then Javier points to an old Matsuto forklift from like the 1940s. "Yeah, Esse, Use that one. Get the drek, then get out, you scan me? I Got other orders coming in!"
Slinger grins and lopsidedly salutes. "You wanna run it, B? I ain't no good when it comes to drivin' things. I got a license, but that's about it." He'll work on carrying some of the awkward items, cigarette blazing in his lips as he gets some exercise for a change. Too easy for a mage to sit around and get flabby.
Blindside trundles over to the Forklift. "Yeah BOYYYY! I got this, B-side is on the trip, what up!!!" He does manage to the thing started, its electric motor whirring to life. "Oh, I gotta get me one of these!" He will start to load the truck, a process that will take a few minutes.
Slinger works up a bit of a sweat, and ends up breathing hard — after all, heavy smoking plus physical labor tends to make one a bit short of breath. But the elf already has another of the things burning. But between the forklift, the drones, and himself, the project shouldn't take too long. And he's grinning, actually looking rather pleased with himself. "Been a while since I did anything this mindless," he admits.
Javier raises an eyebrow. "Mindless, cabrone?"
Slinger grins. "Yeah," he says to Javier. "I mean, what you guys do, you gotta think about it, where to get, what to get, that kinda thing. But me, I'm just carryin' stuff into the truck. I don't gotta worry about what goes where, or inventory." He leans against the side of the truck, wiping sweat off his brow. "You already did all the hard stuff, getting it all laid out for us." Nice save, potentially. Though Slinger definitely /sounds/ sincere.
«OOC» Blindside says, "Give me a charisma roll ;)"
«OOC» Slinger says, "Open?"
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Charisma:
«OOC» Slinger says, "Karma that shiiite."
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Charisma for "KP 1/20":
«OOC» Blindside snickers.
«OOC» Slinger says, "And again."
«OOC» Blindside guffaws.
«OOC» Slinger says, "Gah."
«OOC» Blindside says, "no more karma?"
«OOC» Slinger says, "You realize how unlikely that is?"
«OOC» Blindside says, "Well, yes."
«OOC» Blindside says, "I know the dice probabilities."
«OOC» Slinger says, "We're at 2.6% probability right now :)"
«OOC» Slinger says, "What the hell. 1 more."
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Charisma for "KP 6/20.":
Javier chuckles amiably. "Yeah, we do the hard work, let everyone else take the credit. But Silk, she pays us well, and we do what we do, ya know? Now get outta my warehouse!"
Slinger grins and salutes. "Yessir." The pile is basically loaded, and he moves again to the passenger side of the truck, flicking his cancer stick out into the parking lot. And lights up another one of the things as he climbs into the truck. "Fuckin' A. That was a lot of stuff. More than we ordered, I think. But Silk said she'd throw some extra in," he comments, as he belts himself in. "So the plan is, Bambi has a breakdown right in front of the checkpoint, just as we pull up, right? And then I disguise you — your windows are tinted, so they shouldn't look much at me." He ponders. "Actually, better if I just not be seen. And then I influence the guard, and we're through."
"Sounds like a plan, Homey!" Says Blindside, hopping off the forklift and heading around to the driver side of the truck. "Bambi! Go do some recon of the quarantine wall, full sensor sweep, route the telemetry back to Scabby."
Gladius starts up, the car pulling out and heading off as ordered.
The youth leans back, preparing his mojo. "Lemme know once we get close. And I wanna check for any astral barriers, anything like that. Those suck," he adds, as he considers. "You gonna sit still for a few? If so, lemme dart over there and scope it out." He closes his eyes, leaning back in the seat, the cigarette resting in the ashtray for the moment.
"Sure man." Says Blindside, closing the door. "I'll park just down the street here to keep the truck out of their warehouse."
As soon as the truck is parked, Slinger detaches from his body — senses fully alert, and heads toward the Warrens at full speed. But he stops short of his goal, and proceeds more stealthily, using buildings for cover on the astral plane.
The city, at this point, is alive. Trees and parks, animals and people everywhere. It's one of the quirks of Denver, all the park land. A forced issue, the city is unable to grow and has large swaths of real-estate that is simply overgrown.
The nearer you get to the Warrens however, the less that issue holds true. Parkland falls away, to the never ending sprawl of low income, high density housing. The astral space likewise, starts to die out, the auras of trees being replaced with the cold, dead faux-solidity of buildings, abandoned cars and tenement slums. The wall is not warded, the quickly erected and maintained barrier to keep the Warrens inside the warrens. Every few intersections, a lone star police cruiser sits, with drones traveling over head.
Slinger approaches the Warrens more closely, cautiously. The drones are hard to spot, being fully mechanical. But what he's watching for is spirits, astrally-perceiving mages, Awakened guards, and any sort of astral barrier like a ward that might make the checkpoint hard to penetrate.
Watcher spirits, low force, patrol the wall every few moments, looking like little British bobbies as they float along, billy club in hand. They don't really do much, or seem all that aware, mostly acting as astral tripwires.
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Intelligence:
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls 2 for "Aura reading, complementary":
Slinger doesn't notice any other more direct or active astral activity. No magi, no powerful spirits. Just cops doing mundane cop things; keeping the poor, dying people away from the rich, paying customer people.
Slinger eyes the watchers, considering them for a moment. If he nukes them, the mage will know about it. He can't really ward the inside of the vehicle very effectively — or could he? That would prevent them from having a look inside. The guards, though, would notice that immediately. He considers that, then nods, grinning, and returns back to his body in the truck. "All right," he says, waking up. "I need to ward the inside of your truck. They got watcher spirits. And hopefully, they aren't smart enough to report back if we got a ward."
"You want to ward the inside of my truck, awesome man. Awesome. I got no mojo, so it don't matter to me."
«OOC» Slinger says, "Damn. Didn't realize it took that long. Hrm :)"
«OOC» Slinger says, "I meant, didn't raelize a ward took that long. Thought you could divide the base time :)"
«OOC» Blindside says, "Oooh. I seee."
«OOC» Blindside says, "I hadn't looked up rules. how long do they take?"
«OOC» Slinger says, "1 hour per force."
«OOC» Slinger says, "And I need a force 3 or so."
«OOC» Slinger says, "Hrm. Wanna make a quick ruling — that for a temporary ward, you can use successes to divide the base time rather than having it last longer?"
«OOC» Blindside nods. Wouldnt a force-1 keep them out?
«OOC» Slinger says, "It would, but they could attack it."
«OOC» Slinger says, "Slinger will start with a Cleansing roll."
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Sorcery vs TN 2 for "BG count 1 here, times 2 for test.":
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Willpower vs TN 2 for "drain resist on cleansing. 2D.":
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls 1 vs TN 2 for "Karma 7/20":
3 = 1 Success
«OOC» Slinger says, "No drain thanks to trauma damper."
«OOC» Slinger says, "Normally, you make a test versus the Force of the ward. Extra successes make it last longer in weeks. So… would you let me use successes to divide the base time instead?"
«OOC» Blindside nods. I'm cool with that.
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Magic vs TN 4 for "Force 4 Masking ward. TN is 4.":
1 2 3 3 4 5 5 5 5 10 16 = 7 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls 3 vs TN 4 for "Karma 8/20.":
«OOC» Blindside says, "Hoooah."
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls 1 vs TN 4 for "Still karma. Missed one.":
«OOC» Slinger says, "That's 9 succs. Cuts it down to about 27 minutes."
«OOC» Blindside nods. So by the time we get across town.
«OOC» Slinger says, "Yeah. :)"
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Sorcery + Sorcery Pool: 4 + 7 (power focus) vs TN 4 for "Improved Invis, F6. TN is 4 thanks to Cleansing.":
1 2 2 3 3 4 4 4 4 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 8 = 12 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 3 vs TN 4 for "Force 6, +1M drain => 4M drain.":
3 3 4 5 5 5 5 7 14 = 7 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Sorcery + 7 (power focus) vs TN 4 for "Improved Reflexes F4, TN is reaction (4). Need 2 succs.":
1 1 1 3 3 4 4 4 4 5 7 8 14 = 8 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 4 vs TN 3 for "F4, +1D drain, 3D drain.":
1 2 2 2 3 4 4 5 5 8 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls 13 vs TN 6 for "Bracelet: Dark Armor, F6, TN is 6.":
1 1 3 4 4 4 4 5 5 7 10 11 16 = 4 Successes
Slinger nods, and begins to crawl around the inside of the cab of the truck, making signs in the air. "This is gonna take a while," the youth says, with a slow sigh. "Gonna try to make this fast — not like it needs to hold very long."
You say "Can you do this while I drive, mojo man, or I gotta keep the truck stopped?""
Slinger considers. "I think I can do it while you drive, but I think it'll take longer than it'll take us to get there, is the thing. So hold tight for a bit, huh? I'm gonna see if I can make it go faster…"
Slinger seems to be making good progress. "Go on ahead. I'll finish on the way. Goin' faster than I thought." And true to his word, within another twenty minutes, he has the ward finished. "All right. Lemme start castin'," he says with a grin. And he begins to power up his items, preparing the spells one by one.
Blindside nods then, jacking in to the truck. He goes slack in his little captains seat, the rig making its way slowly across town, obeying all the speed laws, looking just like any normal big-rig. White with generic corporate lettering.
Slinger casts a couple of quick spells — and winks out of existence beside the other man. But then there are grunts as he puts on his armor, working to don it quickly in the confined space. And he's watching out the front — and drops into the seat in plenty of time to activate the next spell.
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Sorcery + 7 (power focus) vs TN 4 for "Physical Mask, F5. TN is 4 base.":
1 1 1 2 3 3 4 5 5 5 9 10 11 = 7 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 5 vs TN 4 for "F5, +1M drain, 3M drain.":
1 1 2 3 3 4 5 5 8 9 14 = 6 Successes
Blindside now looks like a black human male in a red cross uniforms
The truck comes to a rumbling stop about a quarter mile from the wall, pulling in to a large ally, with just enough space for the truck to slide in, almost no clearance to either side. The rigger comes in to to the main area of the trailer, looking at the Mojo man as he works, but not interupting.
Slinger smiles, and makes sure his cigarette is crushed out. "Okay, man. We're cool unless they decide to search the truck." His voice is kept low, and it might be a little disconcerting to hear it originating from the middle of the air. "Go ahead and set up the diversion, then we drive through — and I see who I have to influence.
"I don't think they're gonna search the truck, I mean, for the most part, they are concerned as to whos going in and who's coming out.. I figure if we don't look suspicious…" A glance down at himself. "HOLY FUCKTOAST I'M BLACK!"
Slinger laughs softly, grins. "Good disguise, no?" He can't resist bouncing a little in the seat with amusement as the rigger reacts to his new skintone. He's black — and rather attractive, actually. And not short. That's the coolest bit. He's still not /tall/ — that wouldn't make logistical sense, but he looks to be a good five-foot seven or so, perfectly normal height for a human. "Woulda made you elf, but that image don't fit in the seat," he says apologetically.
"Naw… this kind of cool!" he says, moving to the living quarters to open a stow-away-closet with a full mirror inside the door. "Wow!" There's a moment where he turns his back to slinger, and clearly is checking out his new package. "Dude. They're RIGHT!"
Slinger grins, rather pleased with himself, actually. He seems to have made his new friend happy. "Who's right?" the kid asks, though he suspects he might not want to know. "If you talk nice to me, I'll leave the disguise up while we're visiting the Saints. And you can be good looking and fuckin' big and black and a hero to boot," he says, as he folds his arms. His little present to the rigger, a chance to be hawt.
Blindside lets his stretchypants snap back. "Blackguys have HUGE COCKS!" He reaches then, over to a control pannel. "Bambi, baby!"
"Yes blindy?"
"Put on a show for daddy."
"Oh dear! I seem to have a strangely unspecific vehicular malfunction of a dubious nature!"
Slinger snickers softly. "Don't I know it," Slinger says, and leans back in his seat. "All right. Showtime," he says, and waits for his chance to shine. "You got the right disguise up on the truck?" he asks, just to make sure nothing gets forgotten. As always when things are about to go down, the young elf is tense, excited, his blood pumping. This is what he lives for. He lowers the visor of his helmet, preparing for whatever may come.
"Yeah, on the outside, we look like a red cross transport. Standard rig they run. I got the specs off a rigger-forum on the trix."
Slinger grins. "So the truck looks good, you look good, I look like nothin', and the watcher spirits aren't gonna even touch the truck. Perfect," he says with a smile. "So now we head on. Once she provides a distraction." And he sits back to watch.
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 3 vs TN 8 for "Cops int to see if bambi ain't real.":
Bambi keeps the comm open… "Why, hello officer! I am having a bit of a car trouble!"
"What seems to be the problem, Mi… oh… Oh my… uh… Ma'am, ya seem… well, this here, thats the distributor cap, looks a little… let … oh…"
"Is this alright?"
"Yeah, Base, this is gate four… all clear… I'm taking my 15.."
Slinger watches the officer wander off. "That's one of them," he says, with a hint of satisfaction, and keeps his voice low. And switches into the astral, watching — just to see if anything decides to challenge his ward.
Blindside nods to Slinger. "Lets roll. That means theres only one guy on the gate now." The truck rumbles out of the ally and heads on down the road. Blindside moves up in to the drivers seat, lowering the window so that he can chat with the border guardsman as needed.
Wonderful thing about vehicles — you can cast out of them. Slinger eyes the guard as we approach, and his astral barrier provides no problem for /him/ to cast, since it's attuned to him. And he concentrates on the guard, maintaining the spell requiring him to split his concentration…
«OOC» Slinger says, "Guard's willpower?"
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 1:
«OOC» Blindside says, "Looks like a 4 :)"
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Sorcery + 7 (power focus) vs TN 6 for "Force 4 Control Thoughts, TN is willpower (+2 for sustaining)":
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls Willpower + Sorcery Pool: 4 vs TN 5 for "Force 4, +1S, 3S, +2 TN for sustaining.":
«OOC» Slinger says, "Gonna karma both rolls."
«OOC» Blindside nods.
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls 11 vs TN 6 for "Karma of sorcery roll: 9/20.":
1 1 2 2 2 2 4 4 5 5 11 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls 10 vs TN 6 for "Karma of sorcery roll: 11/20":
1 1 4 4 4 5 5 7 9 15 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Slinger (#69) rolls 5 vs TN 5 for "Karma of Willpower roll: 12/20.":
2 2 3 8 10 = 2 Successes
«OOC» Slinger says, "There we go. Total of… 6 successes, no drain. TN of spell is 4. He has to get 6 successes to beat me."
The youth concentrates on the guard, working to implant the thoughts in his mind. Finally, the shipment's arriving. They're three hours late. Where the hell have they been? All the documents are in order, no need to even look them over.
The guardsman looks over the paperwork that Blindside hands on down. "Jesus christ, you dipshit, you're runnin late!" He signs off on the log, then passes it back. "Get your ass in there, they must be running low by now!"
Blindside nods. "Yessir, just doing my job! I can only haul what's been loaded, and there was a back up at the dock!" He puts the truck in gear, getting ready to head on through to the warrens.
«Auto-Judge[]» Blindside (#2329) rolls 5 for "Mystery!":
Very quietly, Slinger says, "Ask him where to go. Tells us where /not/ to go." His voice is very low, and probably even spoken into his subvocal mic — radios are a wonderful thing. Especially with good encryption.
The guardsman nods to Blindside, about to wave him through the gate. He pauses through, as a call comes through his radio. He holds up a finger to Blindside, to pause him.
"Murphy? He's on his 15. No, Everything's normal here. The truck? Oh, thats shipment 401 for Camp Mercy… Yeah, I have it on my manifest. It's right here."
Slinger listens, ready to issue another mental command — but the guard appears to be doing all the work for him. 401 for Camp Mercy. If it sounds like they're saying anything bad, though, he'll call it a bureaucratic snafu… and make sure this guy believes it. Though if they give him a direct order… that would be bad. He waits, hardly even daring to breathe.
Slinger also reinforces the thought: yes, it's here in the manifest. Been expecting them.
"Yes, I have it on my manifest. I just fracken said that! No, no, I'm sorry sir. I don't mean to be disrespectful. Look, Sargent Murphys on his 15. You want me to hold this shipment here, I'll do that, but them folks at Camp Mercy, they been callin asken where the hell it is." Murphy lies; working stiffs gotta stick together when the upstairs can't be assed to do their jobs properly.
"Well, I gotcha, sir. The trucks gonna roll, and I'll send over a copy of my manifest here."
The youth sends the suggestion to the cop to 'forget' to do just that. To forget to send it — buying us a little more time. His gaze flicks back toward where the car is, but he hasn't heard anything in that direction. Hopefully the bimbo will be smart enough in her robotic programming to report back if the cop tires of helping her.
The Cop waves blindside through, as he steps back to his little impromptu gaurdshack. Blindside puts the truck in gear and rolls on through… The Truck rolls on in, rumbling down the street.
Slinger grins and maintains the spell for the moment. He'll drop it only once he needs to do something else. Two spells at once is something he can handle, though it does place a bit of load on him. "All right. Now you're through — now the question is, where we go so we don't run into any more cops. That camp he mentioned — any clue where it is?"
"Yeah, its out on the lake, its where the Red Cross and the CDC are set up. It's about 2 miles in. We just turn off the main road…" Which Blindside then does… "And we disappear from their radar. Cause the cops ain't paid to come in the diseased sprawl, ya know? They don't wanna be here… and since the camps not actually expecting this shipment… no ones coming to look for us.
Slinger grins. "Bingo. You're a genius. Getting out should be easier than getting in, of course." He ponders. "What about Bambi? She got someplace she can go retreat to?" he wonders. Things seem to be better, so he lights up a cigarette — after lifting his visor of course. The smoke appears from midair from his cigarette, curling up from the invisible smokestick. But it definitely /smells/ real.
"Bambi, yeah, she's gonna head back to los Meciana, thats a garage over in azland where I hang out sometimes… She's a good girl, she knows what to do. Smart for a bot, too."
"Yeah," the youth agrees. "Anyway. Now we just gotta keep from getting truckjacked while we make it to Saints turf. You let me know about anybody who needs zotted, and I'll zot 'em," he says with a grin. "Though they're probably getting low on ammo." He rubs his hands together, takes another drag of carcinogenic smoke, and proceeds to do a little watching of his own.
You say "Fuck truckjacked, this bitch has enough armor to ignore most of the guns these guys got.""
Pulling to a stop in front of Angel's Delight, the rigger gestures to the outside of the truck…. "Well, go get your buddys and getcher shit off my truck. Now I gotta figure out how to get the truck back out!"
Slinger laughs softly, and glances around warily, before he climbs out of the truck. Still invisible, mind. And then strides up to the door of the place — which si closed for business. Just a hangout for the guys. And that's when he pounds on the door — and takes about five steps back, and slightly off to the side in case anybody decides to shoot first.
The Saints come out, eyeing the rig warily, and Slinger. But, Zak's there, so that eases things. The rear ramp is lowered and the truck is slowly emptied. The Saints are very impressed with the shear amount of the goods provided. "Omae!" Says Gabriel then, a grin on his features. "This is some Arctic drek!"
Slinger fades back into existence. "Special delivery!" he calls out, once he's sure he won't get caught. And he gestures toward the truck invitingly, making a bit of a theatrical performance out of it. And finally, he drops the spell on the border guard — maintaining two spells can be draining. But less so, for just one of them. He lights up a cancer stick, the passes around the pack, hoping for a little praise. And he gets it from Gabriel. "Only the best for my buds. Little more than you asked for — figured you could use some extra."
"Extra, this is… " Gabriel eyes the load. "About twice what we asked for." And it is about that; with the extra Kassandra threw in, and the extra blindside tossed in, the load is about double what was ordered. "This is -ice-, Slinger." He says, pulling a cigarette from his pocket. "This is gonna put the Saints on Terra firma, bro-hiem."
Slinger laughs, nodding. "Might even let you gain s'more turf. And you'll notice there's some stuff in there that's… well, not what the Red Cross would bring ya. Smokes and booze, though we figure you guys got your own channels for harder drugs. And some ammo for the guns, figured you'd be running low. Just sorry we couldn't get here sooner. Zak said you guys weren't hit too hard by it directly, at least." He grins. "You think you might wanna hang out with me and B-side here for a bit, maybe open the doors and celebrate a little?"
"Mano, I can't, not right now, I gotta get on this shit getten distributed. Wouldn't be right to the folk." Says Gabriel then, gesturing to the people of his turf who are coming out to observe the off loading… "If I threw a party right now. But you come back when this shit blows over, and drinks on the house, you scan me? You're my -man!-"
Slinger grins and claps Gabriel on the shoulder. "You guys take good care. We're gonna skedaddle out of here, then. Brought Zak back to you — he did real good. Real brave of him," he says, with pride in his voice as he indicates the young ganger-wannabe. "Just about kicked my ass in hand to hand, too, I'll tell you. Almost," he adds, with a wink toward the Native boy. "You got a good one there. Might wanna keep him around."
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Pamunkey Tribe signs agreements with Norfolk to purchase land, develop resort & casino
By: Arianna Herriott , Erin Miller
NORFOLK, Va.- The Pamunkey Indian Tribe came to an agreement with the City of Norfolk to buy land for the development of a Norfolk waterside resort casino.
The agreement allows for the tribe to build and run a resort casino on 13.4 acres of land on the east side of Harbor Park.
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"I am pleased to announce that we have reached mutually agreeable terms with the Pamunkey Indian Tribe to pursue a resort project that will conform and comply with commercial gaming legislation being considered in Virginia," Norfolk City manager Dr. Larry "Chip" Filer released in a statement.
The City of Norfolk and the Pamunkey Indian Tribe have tried to come to an agreement since September 2019. After several additional months of due diligence by the city and the Tribe, both agreements have now been signed by the parties.
So, what does a commercial casino instead of a tribal casino mean for the citizens of Norfolk?
Councilwoman Andria McClellan said, "The city would be able to have the income from local taxes, from lodging taxes, from meals and beverage taxes from sales taxes, from admission taxes and property taxes."
The city and state would then reap the benefits, but before that happens the General Assembly has to legalize gambling in Virginia. Then, "it would be required to have a referendum city-wide in November and at that point the voters can have their say whether or not the city should have a casino," McClellan said.
McClellan, who has been vocal about pumping the breaks on the project, would like to see council discuss all of the changes.
She said, "We've made a lot of changes and we have not discussed those changes and so I think it behooves the council and those who vote for us to see us having that discussion."
The Tribe, however, says it's a win-win situation and that they're looking forward to bringing jobs and money to the city.
Key terms of the Option to Purchase Agreement include:
A term of three years, with the ability to extend the Option Term for up to two additional terms of one year each;
Payment to the City of $100,000 per year of the Option Term;
A full-value purchase price of $750,000 per acre (totaling more than $10 million), based on an appraisal of the land by an independent third-party appraisal firm approved by both the Tribe and the City;
A provision whereby the Tribe must have been given the right to conduct commercial gaming before the land may be purchased; and
Required minimum standards with regard to the size, design, and construction of the resort and casino.
Key terms of the Development Agreement include:
A requirement that the Tribe complete the project within a to-be-determined amount of time
A commitment to negotiate a "Construction and Use Covenant" to govern and regulate the construction and use of the property, including compliance with Virginia Statewide Building Code;
A requirement that the Tribe pay for all costs associated with transportation infrastructure, flood mitigation, offsite utility improvements, and any other infrastructure improvements directly necessary for the project; and
A commitment to pay for construction of the Elizabeth River Trail through or around the project
"The signing of these agreements makes it official – we are partners with Norfolk to bring a world-class resort and casino to the region," said Pamunkey Indian Chief Robert Gray. "I want to thank the Mayor, those members of Council who have supported our project, the City Administration and the thousands of people in Norfolk who have welcomed this project with excitement. We can't wait to get started."
The proposed Pamunkey Resort & Casino will include a four-diamond full-service convention hotel, several onsite restaurants, a luxurious spa, an entertainment venue, and indoor and outdoor pools.
The project is expected to create thousands of construction and ongoing full-time jobs, attract millions of visitors each year and have a significant positive economic impact annually for the city.


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Q: Insertion into a skip list A skip list is a data structure in which the elements are stored in sorted order and each node of the list may contain more than 1 pointer, and is used to reduce the time required for a search operation from O(n) in a singly linked list to O(lg n) for the average case. It looks like this:

Reference: "Skip list" by Wojciech Muła - Own work. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons - http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Skip_list.svg#mediaviewer/File:Skip_list.svg
It can be seen as an analogy to a ruler:

In a skip list, searching an element and deleting one is fine, but when it comes to insertion, it becomes difficult, because according to Data Structures and Algorithms in C++: 2nd edition by Adam Drozdek:

To insert a new element, all nodes following the node just inserted have to be restructured; the number of pointers and the value of pointers have to be changed.

I can construe from this that although choosing a node with random number of pointers based on the likelihood of nodes to insert a new element, doesn't create a perfect skip list, it gets really close to it when large number of elements (~9 million for example) are considered.
My question is: Why can't we insert the new element in a new node, determine its number of pointers based on the previous node, attach it to the end of the list, and then use efficient sorting algorithms to sort just the data present in the nodes, thereby maintaining the perfect structure of the skip list and also achieving the O(lg n) insert complexity?
Edit: I haven't tried any code yet, I'm just presenting a view. Simply because implementing a skip list is somewhat difficult. Sorry.

A: There is no need to modify any following nodes when you insert a node. See the original paper, Skip Lists: A Probabilistic Alternative to Balanced Trees, for details.
I've implemented a skip list from that reference, and I can assure you that my insertion and deletion routines do not modify any nodes forward of the insertion point.
I haven't read the book you're referring to, but out of context the passage you highlight is just flat wrong.

A: You have a problem on this point and then use efficient sorting algorithms to sort just the data present in the nodes. Sorting the data will have complexity O(n*lg(n)) and thus it will increase the complexity of insertion. In theory you can choose "perfect" number of links for each node being inserted, but even if you do that, when you perform remove operations, the perfectness will be "broken". Using the randomized approach is close enough to perfect structure to perform well.

A: You need to have function / method that search for location.
It need to do following:

*

*if you insert unique keys, it need to locate the node. then you keep everything, just change the data (baggage). e.g. node->data = data.

*if you allow duplicates, or if key is not found, then this function / method need to give you previous node on each height (lane). Then you determine height of new node and insert it after the found nodes.
Here is my C realisation:
https://github.com/nmmmnu/HM2/blob/master/hm_skiplist.c
You need to check following function:
static const hm_skiplist_node_t *_hm_skiplist_locate(const hm_skiplist_t *l, const char *key, int complete_evaluation);

it stores the position inside hm_skiplist_t struct.
complete_evaluation is used to save time in case you need the data and you are not intend to insert / delete.

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While most Beatles songs are in 4/4 time, their songs in triple meter will be the focus when pianist and Assistant Professor of Music Brian Felix offers a guided listening session as the next installment the UNC Asheville Department of Music's new lecture series. The Beatles in 3: A Guided Listening Session will take place at 7 p.m. on Tuesday, Oct. 25 in UNC Asheville's Lipinsky Auditorium.
"Unlike most of their contemporaries, the Beatles incorporated triple meter – 3/4, 6/8 and 12/8 into a relatively substantial number of their tunes. By looking at this body of tunes we can gain insights into the band's compositional process, musical output and place in 1960s musical culture," said Felix, who has directed UNC Asheville student ensembles performing Beatles music. The Beatles' Strawberry Fields Forever, which incorporates meter changes, has also provided a creative platform for Felix, who has rearranged, performed and recorded the song for solo piano (https://soundcloud.com/felixbrian).
The music lecture series at UNC Asheville will conclude for the fall semester at 7 p.m. on Nov. 22 when Christine Boone, UNC Asheville assistant professor of music, presents Gendered Power Relationships in Mashups, a look into how certain mashup tracks, placing men and women into surprising "conversations," exemplify complex and shifting gendered power relationships.
The UNC Asheville music lecture series is free and open to everyone, with talks taking place in Lipinsky Hall.


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Mnangagwa targets corrupt Zanu-PF bigwigs
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THE Zanu PF commissariat and youth league have called for a clean sweep of corrupt party and government bigwigs, saying all those implicated in corrupt activities should immediately be relieved of their positions because they were stalling President Emmerson Mnangagwa's efforts to rebuild the country's battered economy.
Newly-appointed party commissar Victor Matemadanda said the party should immediately recall all corrupt senior officials seconded to government because they were frustrating economic recovery efforts and soiling the image of Mnangagwa's administration.
Matemadanda last night told NewsDay that his calls were not a smoking gun to push out foes.
"We are saying all those in government or party, who are being accused of corruption, must clear themselves first so that we restore trust and confidence in the eyes of the people and the party," he said.
"There are some who appear to be using political clout or their government positions to avoid facing justice. We are saying they must excuse us, clear themselves and come back. Why would anyone fear being pushed out when they are innocent. I am not accusing anyone of corruption. I am saying if you have been accused, clear yourself, especially government officials, so that we don't fall back into the rot that we saw in the old dispensation."
Matemadanda also told the State media recently that leaders should not be involved in corrupt activities, adding that those implicated in corrupt activities, be it a politburo member or minister, should clear their names before the courts before taking public office.
For those in influential positions, they should resign and clear their names, he said.
"They should not wait for the President to nail them in public. They should not wait for the President to force them to resign, they should do the honourable (thing). Let them clear their names to gain confidence from the people."
The call came as several top party officials, among them sitting Cabinet ministers, have been named in various shady deals.
Zanu PF deputy youth league secretary Lewis Matutu said the warning should be taken seriously.
"The Zanu PF youth league is fully behind the call by our commissar that senior leadership in Zanu PF and government, who were fingered in corruption, must clear their names or resign from their positions with immediate effect," he said.
Although the youth leader said it was too early to name and shame, he said all those linked to corruption during or before the new dispensation should come clean.
"We are saying you have an obligation to explain yourself and clear your name. For those who are supposed to go to court, they should just go and stop using their political muscle or any influence to avoid facing justice," he said.
Matutu, a close Mnangagwa ally, alleged that there were some "very senior" government officials who were dabbling in corruption, while hiding in high offices.
"It's not just the senior officials in Zanu PF, but the majority are in government and there are very senior people in government. The names are coming, but we are giving them an opportunity to clear themselves, we must have a clear system that shows seriousness in fighting corruption," he said.
The Zanu PF youth leader, appointed to a full-time party job by Mnangagwa and an influential member of the politburo, does not normally speak without consulting senior party leadership, including the President.
He, however, said the statements of the youth league did not need presidential validation.
"We do not need the President to tell us that corrupt people should resign or those accused should clear their names. They should do so or we will push them out. As to how that will be done, you will see when the time comes," he said.
Opposition MDC leader Nelson Chamisa has always called on Mnangagwa to purge those close to him first if he is serious about fighting corruption.
Chamisa is also advocating for radical changes in the appointment of senior government officials, saying they needed parliamentary confirmation through public hearings to root out corrupt elements.
Some insiders in Zanu PF have said the calls for senior leadership to resign or be pushed out if they failed to clear their names over corruption allegations could be used to target political foes.
"It appears that there is a move to consolidate power and purge political foes ahead of the 2023 general elections," a source said.
"The move was put in motion when Matemadanda replaced (Engelbert) Rugeje and the call by the youths is an effort to use allegations of corruption to push the others out."
Factional fights and cracks were reportedly slowly emerging within Zanu PF, which appeared united after the ouster of its former strongman Robert Mugabe in November 2017.
Highly-placed sources said there was a group within the ruling party which was pushing for Vice-President Constantino Chiwenga to be the Zanu PF 2023 presidential candidate as pressure was mounting internally to make Mnangagwa rule for one term only.
The group, reportedly backed mostly by army remnants in the governing party, has, however, lost ground owing to Chiwenga's reported ill-health.
Mnangagwa recently curiously retired influential army commanders from active service and deployed them out of the country as diplomats.
Sources said he followed the move by deploying his trusted ally and leader of an internal revolt against Mugabe, Matemadanda, to a key post in the party after pushing out Rugeje.
Matemadanda has denied the party was fractured and, instead, said it was stronger and united than ever.
Party spokesperson Simon Khaya Moyo said only Matemadanda and the youth league could comment on the statements.
"You will have to speak to the youth league and Matemadanda because I do not comment on quotations. I am also unaware of factions in the party," he said.
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Military steps in as Australia floods bring crocs to the streets
Abbey Smith
AFP News 4 February 2019
Townsville and other parts of northeastern Australia have had a year's worth of rainfall in a week causing devastating flooding
Australia's military has been deployed to tackle devastating "once-in-a-century" floods that have inundated homes, schools and airports in the country's northeast, forcing hundreds to flee and bringing crocodiles onto the streets.
The Australian Defence Forces delivered 70,000 sandbags, deployed amphibious cargo vehicles and helped pluck flashlight-wielding residents from their rooftops Monday, as monsoon rains drenched the northern state of Queensland.
Australia's tropical north typically experiences heavy rains during the monsoon season, but the recent downpour has seen some areas get a year's worth of rainfall in a week.
The authorities were forced to open floodgates of a major dam late Sunday, unleashing what they called "dangerous and high velocity flows."
In hard-hit Townsville, cars were mostly submerged, with picket fences barely poking through waist-deep flood waters.
"We've never seen so much water in our lives," said local radio journalist Gabi Elgood. "You think there can't possibly be any more to come but the rain just doesn't stop."
Desperate residents had to contend not only with flash flooding, landslides and power blackouts, but also several saltwater crocodile sightings in residential roads and cul-de-sacs.
Queensland Police issued a blunt warning for people to stay out of floodwaters.
"If the thought of coming face to face with a crocodile isn't deterrent enough, before you start playing in flood waters you should always remember the distinct possibility you could be wading in your neighbour's faeces", the statement said.
Emergency services have struggled to respond to the scale of the disaster, with more than 1,100 people calling for help and 18 "swift water rescues" conducted overnight.
"Small boats worked through the night to evacuate members of the community," said local commander Brigadier Scott Winter.
Around 400 Townsville residents have sought shelter at nearby Lavarak military barracks.
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State premier Annastacia Palaszczuk warned the communities face more difficulties ahead. Schools and courts remain closed, more rain and high winds are on the way and emergency warnings still in effect for more than a dozen rivers.
Up to 20,000 homes are at risk of being inundated if the rains continue, officials said.
"It's basically not just a one in 20-year event, it's a one-in-100-year event," said Palaszczuk.
"This is unprecedented, we've never seen anything like this before," she said.
Ergon Energy's spokesperson Emma Oliveri told the AFP that more than 16,000 people were without power, with the supplier unable to say when the lights will come back on.
The main transport artery linking the north of Australia with the rest of the east coast was also affected, prompting concerns about food shortages.
Woolworths Northern Queensland Operations Manager Tina Anandji said the company had "secured two charter planes to carry 3,000 tonnes of fresh food and essential items" to the northern city of Cairns.
"We'll continue to do all we can to get stock into Far North Queensland while the roads are cut," she said.
The Bureau of Meteorology's Adam Blazak told AFP the downpours could continue until Thursday, while floodwaters will take some time to recede even when the rains lessen.
A silver lining to the deluge is that it has boosted drought-stricken farmers in western Queensland.
"Queensland has already born its fair share of extreme weather recently, with unprecedented bushfires, drought, heatwave, a cyclone, and now intense rainfall and flood," said Richard Thornton of the Bushfire and Natural Hazards Cooperative Research Centre.
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That means I have to often spice up how its served and frying up a flour tortilla typically does the trick. If you are in a crunch for time, cut out minutes on these burritos by pre-making the chicken a day before or throwing in your slow cooker to be prepped that night.
If you do decide to pre-make, simply throw the cold shredded chicken in a skillet and warm up in some light olive oil prior to assembling the rest of the mixture. Either way, these Chicken Avocado Burritos are a tasty no guilt dinner that makes you feel happy you stayed at home for the night. You can also use this same ingredient list to make chicken taquitos over burritos.
Prep by pre-cooking and shredding chicken.
Then heat up your oil in your pan.
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Put 1 tablespoon on each flour tortilla and fill with mix. Roll up both sides and fold.
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Colorado Cleantech Industries Association Announces 2017 Mining Cleantech Challenge Presenters
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GOLDEN, Colo. - March 23, 2017 - PRLog -- Colorado Cleantech Industries Association (CCIA) today announced the eight technology companies selected to present at the inaugural Mining Cleantech Challenge (MCC). Finalists were selected from an international pool of applicants to present at the Challenge in Denver, April 12, 2017.
A successor of the popular Oil & Gas Cleantech Challenge, the Mining Cleantech Challenge is a natural next-step for the Challenge series. CCIA developed the MCC in partnership with an internationally recognized team of industry leaders. Partners included Newmont Mining, Ausenco, Fresnillo, Jolimont Global, McEwen Mining, Resource Capital Funds, Clareo Partners and Davis Graham & Stubbs.
In February 2017, CCIA released a nationwide call for applications. Companies responding to the Challenge application were asked to present innovative technologies capable of working on issues related to advanced materials and chemicals, plant or biological solutions, methane detection, power management, production efficiency, water, remote sensing and tailings/waste handling and disposal. Submissions were reviewed, applicants vetted and the partners selected eight companies to present during the April program.
Six of the presenting companies are U.S. based with additional companies joining from Canada and the Netherlands. Finalists are invited to pitch their technology to the investors and decision-makers represented by the program partners. Companies selected to present in April include:
AATA International, Inc.
Ceramatec
Cypher Environmental Ltd.
Emergy Labs
Sovereign Consulting Inc.
SunTech Drive
Triogen B.V.
Vessels Coal Gas, Inc.
"The Mining Cleantech Challenge is an exciting opportunity for us to work across the energy industry to bring innovative cleantech companies together with leaders from the mining sector," said Chris Shapard, CCIA's executive director. "In partnership with industry leaders spanning the globe, we're looking forward to hearing from this year's finalists as they demonstrate cleantech's ability to answer technology challenges facing the mining industry."
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Founded in 2008, Colorado Cleantech Industries Association (CCIA) is a statewide organization dedicated to promoting Colorado's cleantech industries. CCIA impacts Colorado's policies, people, products and programs that drive expansion of a cleaner, cheaper, more efficient and secure energy economy. Through advocacy, public policy leadership, development and education, CCIA works to ensure that Colorado is a global cleantech leader. For more information, visit http://coloradocleantech.com/mining-cleantech-challenge/
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I down loaded the app from Search engines Play. From the quick download as well as install—the total quality is three. 45MB. Right after it's installed, a person log in towards the app together with your existing Pertino accounts. To use the actual app you must be part of the Pertino network. You need to remember that, as the app is totally free, using the support will probably set you back. Pertino support is free for every user in order to connect up to 3 devices. Next it's $29 each month ($290 for each year) for approximately ten gadgets; $49 each month ($490 for each year) for up 20 devices; $69 each month ($690 for each year) for approximately 30 gadgets; $89 each month ($890 for each year) for approximately 40 gadgets; and for bigger networks, you need to get in touch with Pertino for Enterprise prices.
Along with Pertino on Google android, that you can do all the same duties you would using the Pertino desktop software program. If you happen to be the creator/owner of the network, you can include other devices to your system, invite customers, and view data (such as a break down of the kind of devices and systems that are portion of your network within the cloud). Like a Pertino proprietor, you may also perform exactly the same end-user functions using the Android app because all other members of the network. Such as seeing that is online within the network and that devices are linked. You may also share documents and remotely access some other devices via your Google android device. In addition, the service features like a zero-configuration VPN.
The home display screen has three symbols: People, Gadgets, and Documents. The People function lets you see as well as email people on the Pertino system. If you faucet on the name of somebody online, a hyperlink to that lawsuit filer's email (the address linked to the individuals Pertino account) seems. While this function offers a rough ways of in-app conversation, some kind of real-time discussion would also be useful. The whole reason for Pertino would be to allow teams to operate more efficiently by using a cloud system, so a far more strong, on-the-fly method of sending messages such as, "Hey! Are you able to set that document on our cloud machine as a network discuss? " will be fine.
Tapping the Gadgets icon displays details about physical and digital devices on the system. This information consists of the type of operating-system, the actual machine's hostname, as well as its Internet protocol address. You may also remotely connect with Windows systems through Devices. I drawn on on a Windows customer icon and received a note that said which i had to down load Microsoft Remote Desktop through Google Play basically wanted to distantly connect to the device. The onscreen message included a hyperlink. Following a sacrifice of fowl. quick find, We again tapped within the Windows machine symbol and got the sign in prompt. I provided my credentials and had been running my Home windows workstation on the Nexus 7$262. 57 in Amazon tablet, through Pertino, within secs.
Once i tapped the document, a message through the Pertino app made an appearance stating I needed in order to download ES File Manager from the Google Perform store. We have X-Plore file office manager installed on the pill, but Pertino did not recognize it. Preferably, Pertino would allow you to use any document office manager.
Things i don't like regarding ES File Manager is it will not let you see Office files. Inside my testing, I can view and modify a TXT document, but when We tapped a Word doctor, I had to make use of QuickOffice or even X-Plore Document Manager's DiskUsage viewer in order to even open the doctor. For this reason We are critical associated with Pertino forcing the usage of ES Document Manager—its functionality it instead limited compared with some other Android file management applications.
Pertino is actually maturing like a network-in-the-cloud remedy. The Android application is useful in this it provides not just VPN performance, but also remote control access (with Ms RDP). Still Pertino is not really quite as effortless for the typical user to setup since the developers promote. To begin with, it takes users to get good working understanding of setting up system shares and accord. At one justification in testing, I can not generate a remote link with another Pertino-connected device. I knew through the error I had been receiving that this problem was brought on by the firewall within the host device. Would most customers who are attracted through the relative simplicity associated with Pertino understand how to create very in their fire wall to allow remote visitors? I doubt this.
Nevertheless, Pertino features a vast arsenal associated with support options, therefore even novice tech customers can get guidance once they require it. Pertino maintains getting better, and also the Android app is an extremely nice option for accessing your own Pertino network from the Android smartphones as well as tablets.