OOC: Meh. Can't think of anything.

Angela looked aside at Conrad as they left. The face was compeltely different, but the attitude was almost exactly the same.

He reminds you of Haldir, doesn't he? You were always the introverted one, and he was the guy who brought you kicking and screaming through life.

Yes...

And you KILLED him for his kindness...

Shut up! It was self-defense! I didn't know-

You SHOULD have known! That's the way they always operate!

But... but...

But nothing. You've been given a second chance. I fully expect you to repeat the mistakes of your past.


Angela blinked her eyes open. She noticed Conrad was staring at her.

"Uh... sorry... lost focus there..."

Conrad laughed.

"S'okay. How do you think Mendel will do in there. All alone. With a big, strong orc."

He raised an eyebrow at Angela. A big, toothy grin. He was trying to make her laugh. Just to see what it looked like. "I'd say stage one of the legwork is done. We have a while before Mendel is ... finished with his gracious host. What say we get the others and grab oursleves a drink, eh?"

Punching in the number to call Covenant, he gave her a thumbs up.

(OOC:And that's all for me folks. I gots a lot of working to do tommorow. Best not stay up too long. Ciao, chummers!)

OOC: See you.

She tried to laugh, but her face couldn't make the necessary movements.

Not after you remembered killing Hal, , right?

Shut up, Imiri.

So all she could manage was a somewhat forlorn smile and a nod of the head.

"No problem. But will he know where to find us?"

"We'll just find out where he is and take a taxi. I'm calling him right now."

Conrad's cell pulsed as it dialed the number and waited for Coevnant to pick up.

(OOC:Btw, Dante. At the bottom of your Sig where you mention how many posts you have, and on what date, your most recent entry almost looks like it says l33t. I don't know why I find that funny. Heh. "Most l33t post." :D I'd give that award to Saiyan. "... I watched as the closest thing I had to a father ..." That was pretty l33t. And that is my very last dig at Saiyan for that post. I promise this time! :D )

OOC: Demon, you are one evil SOB. I like evil SOBs. Hey, I'm one myself!

There was no answer from Covenant.

Turning off his cell, Conrad shrugged. "I guess we're on our own for a couple of hours. Any sights of Chicago you wanted to see? Bars you wanted to hit? Or should we just go back to the safehouse and get some rest?"

"I'm new to Chicago... I don't mind anything, except the sleazier places. Though I doubt that'll ever be a problem with you..."

OOC: Hmm, the chapter is slowing down. Shall I start a new thread and jump ahead to the day of our run?

Mendel - Diesal's Apartment

Mendel was calmly entering his multiple passwords to enter his cyberdeck while Diesal whistled and said, "You sure like your privacy, eh chummer?"

"Maybe not privacy so much as security. You never know whos out there out to get you, it's a dog eat dog wolrd in the shadows, and you never know what gang, corperation, runner, or random street thug wants a piece of you..." Mendel replied.

The ork shrugged and went back to his shelves, looking for all the electronics gear the group had requested. "Hey, what level did you want these, I got some cheap level twos here you might want."

"You trying to sell us garbage?! At least a level four is in order for any run." Mendel responded.

"Meh, your loss, you all seemed strapped for cash right now, figured you'd take what you can get, and I don't think you friends would like to lose all their gear because someone only wanted premium goods."

"We'll ace this run and pay you back, or at least put down a big downpayment. There, done." Mendel stepped back from his computer that was hooked to his cyberdeck.

Diesal took one look at his files and said, "Chummer, you're computer is weighed down with fossils. I can upgrade every one of these for almost nothing."

Mendel was, of course, suspicious, but said, "What do you have in mind?"

Diesal went to his shelves and came back with a box of program chips. He picked through quickly and soon had a good sized stack of chips. "Well call it, 800 Nuyen for the lot of these. I've been having trouble getting rid of them, there so old, but there better than what you have."

Mendel thought carefully then said, "I want to review all of them first, THEN we'll talk price." Diesal pushed the pile towards him and put the box back, while Mendel sat down, popped in the first chip, and began reviewing the program code by code while his anti-virus programs scanned it carefully.

(OOC: Yep. I think a new chapter is in order.)

OOC:So has this RP just died with nary a whimper? Are there still parties interedted in playing? Is our GM interested in running?

Because if we are simply waiting on some people who have decided to give up on this then lets just have them offed by a drive by and continue with the story. I was looking forward to getting in on the action and learning about everyones character and such.

-Luo out polish his manhunter... no wait, it's not what it sounds like!