***** SYSTEM INTERUPT*****
>>>>>[ Sorry folks if the logs seem a little messed up, we're changing 
systems and some software over here at shadowland (as well as the site)
so there may a repittitions of posts or miss ordered ones.]<<<<<
        -- Sysop <**:**:**/??-??-??>

>>>>[Shade, I am willing to aid you in finding this creature.  Mr. Jackson,
this will only be the second time that I will be in Seattle...I would be
honored to have you accompany me.]<<<<<
        -- Mac (07:00:30 GMT/ 20-Oct-56)

>>>>>[Yep, whatta life, huh?]<<<<<
        -- Rumormonger (Always/ Tuned-In) 

*****NOT TO:  Drake, Interpol
>>>>>[Yawn....  Damn, it's early.  Well, Shade, tonight will work well 
for me.  I'll show you what I saw, the area I was in, etc.  I'll meet you 
at >>encrypted<< and we'll drive to the site.  Do you like old cars, 
Shade?  Well, I've got a treat for you....]<<<<<
	--  Action Jackson <15:41:13/10-20-56>

>>>>>[Mr. Shade, I do not require a lecture on professionalism.  That you 
have admited to working for creatures that exist by killing indicates, at 
best, complicity on your part.  At worst, by working with Dr. Jackson you 
potentially open yourself to prosecution on a variety of charges.  I do 
not need to remind you that vampires and thier ilk have no rights within 
the laws of the UCAS, which includes Seattle, and they in fact have many 
thousands of nuyen bountys on thier heads.  Dr. Jackson himself, even 
without his crimes, would have approximately 20kY worth of bounty.  With 
his crimes factored in, however, his bounty now exceeds 160kY, alive.  
Consider yourself warned, sir.]<<<<<
	--  Commander Drake, Interpol <15:47:21/10-20-56>

>>>>>[Mr. Shade, I will be happy to allow you to visit Mr. O'Kennedy, 
under certain rather stringant conditions.  First, you will submit to a 
DNA scan and background check prior to being admitted.  Second, your 
conversation with Mr. O'Kennedy will be limited to 15 minutes.  Third, 
your conversation will be recorded.  Fourth, Mr. O'Kennedy will have to 
approve your conversation in advance.  Perhaps if I knew what you 
specifically wanted to talk to him about, in detail, I could relay it to 
him.]<<<<<
	--  Commander Drake, Interpol <16:07:05/10-20-56>

>>>>>[Ok, who's the fraggin joker?  I've checked everyone here, and they 
didn't send the donuts.

Talky, a Magnatech Toaster?  Yeah, not fraggin likely.  Nice alias, 
Alex.]<<<<<
	--  Commander Drake, Interpol <16:11:55/10-2-56>

>>>>>[**laughs**  Nope, not my fault on this one, Commander.  But I wish 
I'd thought of it....  You've got Slash to thank for this one....]<<<<<
	--  Action Jackson <16:12:54/10-20-56>

>>>>>[Oh, that's right, AJ.  Pass the nuyen, why don't ya....  Drake, I'm 
only partly responsible, but I am partly paying for it.  Enjoy the toast.
**grin**]<<<<<
	--  Slash <16:14:15/10-20-56>

>>>>>[I don't know what it is, but the Astral is going really ugly.  The 
Veirtes Reich gangers have been pestering us with gunshots for days now, 
and they even cut the power to Haven for a while.  We're on generator 
power now and have been for a while, but that will be gone too here in 
another six hours.

We're treating several injuries, a couple of them major even.  Everyone 
keeps being turned back, and Lone Star isn't even answering our 
PanicButton calls anymore.  They lost 2 cars and had 3 of thier cops 
injured.  They're just waiting for whatever to happen so they can pick up 
the mess.  Everyone who can help, please, we need it.  I've been hearing 
from the kids on the upper floors that they are seeing movement all 
around us.  It's almost as if we're under seige here and we expect to be 
attacked at any moment.  The only reason I can even reach you is that Pat 
had a satellite link on the roof, and it's not been shot out....yet.

We've heard rumors that there are folks scattered around the "safe" area 
with high tech gear and armor.  Why would these folks want us, though?  
It doesn't make sense....*(kljads98**warning:  Signal degrading....

Frag, what was that?  I just heard a single big bang....  Drek, they're 
on to my transmission and are trying to wreck the transmitter.  I'll cut 
it short.

We have no weapons and limited ability to defend ourselves.  We'll run 
out of food in three days, and potable water in 2.  Power is almost 
goa96awerv3+++++Warning!:  Signal degrading beyond transmission limits!  
Signal fading.....

+++++Transmission ceasing immediately.  ++++No, I do not agree.++++
+++++Transmission.....restored.

+++++HURRY!  You have only an additional 30 seconds to a minute before my 
controls cease to operate.+++++

Thank you, whoever you are.  Please, help us.  No-one else will.  The 
spirits will remain, but they're not enough....

Hurry.....  @#a 0943 SDF#$%+++++transmission ended.  Signal no longer 
above noise level.

+++++Damn it!  I have limitd ability within the metroplex of Seattle, yet 
I have a personal interest in Haven's survial.  I will pay if you aid 
them somehow.+++++ ]<<<<<
	--  Mozart <16:39:47/10-20-56>

*****Private: Action Jackson
>>>>>[I will be there ;-)  However, I can't say that I know much about old
cars.  I usually travel via spirit or Wyvern.]<<<<<
        --  Shade <18:43:05 / 10-20-56>

>>>>>[ Commander Drake, If you could ask Mr. O'Kenedey about the history of
Haven and any other pertinent information that might relay to any changes in
the aura of the area.  Any rituals he might of kept up against something,
etc.  I assume that I do not need to go any further since you are a trained
investigator]<<<<<
        -- Shade <18:46:04 / 10-20-56>

>>>>>[I thank everyone for the help they have given me so far.  Mac, I would
be most pleased if you could join us.

      Dark Stranger, I am not a self-proclaimed expert.  I went to school and
studied and earned a degree.  I won't go into the why I am no longer directly
involved in that business, no more than you ask of me.  I was not born with
the ability to see into the Astral.  I do have some magical abilities and an
affinity for communication with magical beings.  I appreciate the
descriptions of the tinge in the Astral, but you have mostly told me what it
is not.  I would like to try to determine what it is.  I would beg of you to
try describing the 'tinge' in the positive form.]<<<<<
        --  Shade <18:23:18 / 10-20-56>

*****PRIVATE: Shogun, Renegade
>>>>>[Edmund, Jess activate Special Force teams A and B, send them to
Redmond, specifically the area around Haven, we must protect a special
person, whom is within Haven.  Oh, and arm them with mil. spec. gear.]<<<<<
         -- Ryuga (21:00:30 PDT/ 10:20:56)

*****PRIVATE: Ryuga, Renegade
>>>>>[Already done.]<<<<<
        -- Shogun (21:02:30 PDT/ 10:20:56)

*****PRIVATE: Shogun, Ryuga
>>>>>[Full military escort?]<<<<<
        -- Renegade (21:03:30 PDT/ 10:20:56)

*****PRIVATE: Renegade, Shogun
>>>>>[No, just military transport with panzer support.]<<<<<
        -- Ryuga (21:05:30 PDT/ 10:20:56)

*****PRIVATE: Ryuga, Shogun
>>>>>[Got ya, boss.]<<<<<
        -- Renegade (21:07:30 PDT/ 10:20:56)

>>>>>[ Mozart, I am by my nature a man who is measured by the extent of his
friends.  I am a Summoning Adept.  Though I must investigate another matter,
I will make sure that one of the local storm clouds (not just a mere spirit)
heads in your direction for aid.  It will cause chaos untold among the enemy.
 The very lightning of the skies will strike down your foes, and gunfire will
do little to harm the storm.  It will be quite exhausting, but I have the
materials and the ability to help.  Prepare for a fearsome cacophany of death
to descend upon your foes.]<<<<<
       --  Shade <23:37:01 / 10-20-95>

*****PRIVATE: Shade, Mozart
>>>>>[Just be careful what you do, as my people are in the area, setting up a
supply line to Haven.]<<<<<
         -- Ryuga (23:15:30 PDT/ 10:20:56)
            CEO
            Ryaka Science and Tech

*****PRIVATE: Commander Drake 
>>>>>[ Could a Shadowrunner claim the price on Action Jackson's head
without fear of reprisal?]<<<<<
        -- Righteous <02:30:05/10-21-56>

>>>>>[Hey! Darky, you never know. Maybe the sprawl's finally evolving
an aura of it's own by devouring every soul and critter inside of it.
From where I'm sitting, it doesn't look too far off from the
truth.]<<<<<
        -- Zippy <02:25:25/10-21-56>

>>>>>[Mozart: We come.]<<<<<
       -- Righteous <02:47:29/10-21-56>

>>>>>[Alas, Mr. Shade, I canna meet ye this day, as I am in Great Britain.
 But on the morrow, I shall be in Seattle.]<<<<<
         -- Mac (15:00:30 GMT/ 10:21:56)

*****PRIVATE: Action Jackson, Shade
>>>>>[I am of a similar nature as yourself, Mr. Jackson.]<<<<<
        -- Mac (15:01:30 GMT/ 10:21:56)

>>>>>[  +++++Include Trideo Download+++++

Good evening, I am Charlie Fingers, and this is a special news 
announcement.

Just 20 minutes ago, Lone Star Security dispatched 1 GMC "Harpy" LAV 
loaded with FRT troopers, followed by 2 armored FRT Stallions, and 2 SWAT 
hovertrucks.  In addition, several RPVs have been patroling the area 
around Haven, the orphanage operated by the currently encarcerated 
Patrick O'Kennedy.  The unusual show of force was apparently responding 
to a gang war between several Seattle gangs and a new gang that had moved 
in from outside of Seattle.  We have not been allowed near Haven and the 
combat zone, but we have reports that Lone Star was also responding to 
the presence of corporate military units on the ground.

In an unusual show of solidarity, both the SWAT and FRT units appear to 
be working together to isolate the area.  Many DocWagon units and regular 
paramedics are also in the area, apparently using Haven as an emergency 
staging are....what?  What's this?

Folks, I've just recieved news that someone has attacked the Redmond 
Nuclear Reactor, operated by Shiawase Atomics, and that there are 
casualties.  Kathy, turn the chopper and head toward the plant.  Folks, 
we are heading East from near Haven to what is known in Seattle as Glow 
City.  Below me are thousands of abandoned buildings, most inhabited by 
squatters who have no-where else to go.  

Off in the distance there you can see the Power plant, all lit up and 
reflecting off the steam pouring out of the cooling towers.  We are 
receiving radio broadcasts from the ground to stay out of the area, that 
this is a restricted area, that we'll be... SHOT DOWN???  Kathy, back off!

Folks, we've just been threatened by Shiawase Atomics to back off or face 
being shot down.  We are backing off, but we'll stay nearby if we can....

+++++End Trideo Download+++++

Hey kids!  Trideo Pirate here, just chewin the fat while I swap stuff in 
and out....  Ahh, and just a bit after this shot above....

+++++Begin Trideo Clip+++++

....we are here on the ground outside Shiawase Atomics' Redmond Nuclear 
Plant, talking with Roger Barnes, spokesman for Shiawase.  Mr, Barnes, 
what happened here tonight?

"We were attacked by some 25 individuals who entered the facility through 
several means and proceeded to run off with some of our nuclear waste 
material."

Why would anyone be interested in nuclear waste, Mr. Barnes?

"We have yet to determine that ourselves, but we are working on it."

And do you have any idea who might be responsible for this attack?

"We suspect terrorists, possibly to use the waste as a way to hold 
Seattle hostage.  The waste is higly radioactive and just a little in the 
drinking water would increase cancer rates for years to come."

Just how much waste did they escape with, Mr. Barnes?

"We think they made off with about 1250 kilos of waste."

So much?  How did they get it out?

"One of the ways the terrorists attacked was by air, and we suspect that 
they removed the waste from the plant by helicopter."

But you threatened to shoot us down?  How could terrorists get to your 
plant by air?

"I do want to say that these terrorists are very dangerous and they put 
the entire city of Seattle at risk tonight.  If they had damaged a 
coolant pipe, or the systems that control the reaction rate, we could 
have lost power or even melted down.  They MUST be apprehended."

Mr. Barnes, I'm sure they will be....but you avoided my question?  If 
your radar saw us coming, and at a low altitude, how did another 
helicoptor get through?

"This interview is over.  Good night."

Mr Barnes!  Mr. BARNES!!!  Well, folks, I guess that's all.

+++++End Trideo Clip+++++ 

This pirate makes no judgements....]<<<<<
	--  Trideo Pirate <21:13:03/10-21-56>

>>>>>[Well, well, well...this is interesting...I think I know how they were
able to get away with it....it's called "Stealth Technology."]<<<<<
         -- Gunny (21:00:30 PDT/ 10:21:56)

>>>>>[We have power now, thanks to many people, and things are going back 
to normal, more or less.  We've had many problems, injuries, and some 
things will never be the same.  But I will let my comments and the 
footage spirited away from several Lone Star surveillance drones speak 
for me.  Keep in mind that we had no power, and so these logs were 
recorded on a battery powered audio recorder.  Don't complain too much.

+++++ Begin Log 1, Time:  21:21:33 +++++

I don't know if anyone will ever see this, but I feel that it is 
important that I record my impressions until either we here are either 
rescued or destroyed.

For the record, my name is Jennifer Lynn Grahm, and I am known on the 
private, and perhaps only partly legal, system Shadowland as Mozart.  I 
am a hermetic magician who was once a joygirl for the NOva Rich gang of 
Bellevue.  I was rescued by Patrick John O'Kennedy when I was 15 and he 
taught me the ways of Power.  I went to college, and decided that his 
plans and ideals for Redmond were something I could believe in myself.  I 
am now 37 and one of the resident instructors at the Haven Home.  I teach 
magical theory, English, and Physical Education--volleyball.  I am 
recording this for posterity in the necessary case that I am killed.  If 
this happens, then I desire this to be considered a "deathbed" statement 
and used as evidence against those who are responsible for my death.  
This said, perhaps I should go on.  But where to start....

Haven is under seige.  Ever since the day that the first Veirte Reich 
(refered to as VR from now on) ganger showed up on our doorstep demanding 
that we pay protection, things have been deteriorating.  Until then we 
had been a happy, well respected, and honorable institution.  We are 
still honorable, but I wonder about the respect, and we are certainly not 
happy.  Nor are we safe.  In the weeks since that dreadful day, we have 
been under siege.  But it was not until recently that the noose began to 
close.  First to go was our communication lines, then our food trucks 
were harassed to the point that they have refused to deliver food any 
longer.  Then our water was cut off, by Shiawase Envirotech itself.  They 
had received notice that we were late on our payments, for the last 6 
months no less, and as we had no proof this was untrue, we lost our 
potable water.  However, after three days ago, we no longer would have 
recieved it anyway.  It appears that the VR had physically cut the water 
mains as they had the optical fibers, and then the power grid 
connections.  Until yesterday we had enough fuel for the generator to 
keep us cooking and the security systems operational.  But that failed as 
well.  And we had a backup system for the communications, a satellite 
link, until the VR targeted it with rifle fire.

Since about 2200 last night, we have been totally cut off from the 
world.  And I have just recieved notice from some of the children 
watching out the third and fourth windows that there is movement off in 
the distance, in the directions we know the VR to be.

Further, some of the children have artificial hearing and have described 
what can only be the sounds of vehicles reving up, and the distinct whine 
of a chopper's engine.  If the VR has access to a chopper, we are 
doomed.  Even Haven's spirit will not save us.  It's simply not powerful 
enough yet to do so, at least not with Pat's guiding presence.

I and the others have attempted to perform astral recon, but to no 
avail.  Within the physical borders of Haven we are unimpeded by 
anything, yet as soon as we leave this realm, the Astral becomes almost 
painful.  It is strange, and terrifying.  We have all run into things we 
hate to conceive of.  If only I were a higher grade than I am, I might 
have been able to identify the creature that lurks about the fringes of 
Haven, yet seems to be unable to enter the grounds.  But there are also 
at least 2 VR magicians, and they have several elementals who patrol the 
area as well, for the express purpose of stopping us from leaving in this 
manner.  We nearly lost Malcolm to an Earth elemental, and he will be 
long in recovering from his wounds, if he ever will.

The background count continues to rise on the outside, and now I fear 
that it will begin to impinge upon Haven's aura.  In that event, all 
Pat's 30 years of work will be for nothing and we would have to destroy 
Haven and start anew.  Yet Haven seems strong at this point.  But I feel 
the press of magic and spirits who are....bent.  And there is a presence 
that seems both old and powerful, yet I cannot understand it.  It is 
almost as if it is a shamanic totem, but I cannot know a Totem....  And 
there remains something I do not recognize, yet fear and, dare I say it, 
hate?  Pat taught me, and the others, that hate is a weapon to one's 
opponent and only weakened the spirit.  Yet it scares me so that my 
primal instinct is to destroy it before it can destroy me and those I 
care for.

I have just recieved notice from another one of the kids that there is 
more movement, all around us this time, and that the vehicle noises have 
faded away into the distance.  There were many trucks to the east of us, 
where the sound of the chopper came from, several days ago.  Perhaps they 
were related?  I do not know.  But I must get all the children into the 
basement and interior rooms.  They will be far safer there than they will 
anywhere else.  We still do not...**BOOM!!!!!!**

Oh know, it's started!  I.....

+++++End of audio log+++++

Now for the video.  My many thanks to the unknown decker who deliverd 
this to us.  It is definately appreciated.

I'll warn you, though.  It may cut off abruptly.  If it does so in the 
middle of the clips, then forgive us.  We are still having power 
fluctuations and the optical fiber splices are noisier than they used to 
be.  The remainder of the clip will be forthcoming.

+++++Begin Surveillance Logs, Time 22:04:17+++++

**This message is integral within the logs.  They already have been 
edited and thier content remains complete as well as could be maintained.**

You see, from an angled viewpoint, the sprawl known as Redmond.  Below 
you, moving relatively quickly, are shantys, abandoned buildins, fires 
inside barrels, and occasional movement.  It is cold tonight, and the 
forgotten squatters huddle together for warmth far more than for 
companionship or human contact.  These people have long since been 
forgotten and left to die by the megacorporate world, and have learned 
the ways of the streets:  Trust no-one, survive by any means necessary, 
and you'll never escape the Barrens.  Up ahead you notice something 
unusual.  Several dark shapes moving along the ground, and another in the 
air.  But the movement is purely within the visual spectrum.  The sensor 
systems of the spotter drone register nothing larger than a sparrow, and 
even visually the only way you notice them is through the way they block 
lights.  But soon they move on, heading in a generally easterly 
direction, and the spotter drone is itself heading northwest toward a 
block and a building.

>From the air even, Haven is distincive.  But as the magnification of the 
images change, you recognize a very different Haven than when Charlie 
Fingers visisted.  That Haven was happy, with a fence, no graffitti, and 
no noticable blemishes.  Well, that was then and this is now.  And now 
Haven looks like a building that has gotten itself on the wrong end of a 
HMG with attitude.  Most of the windows are broken.  The white picket 
fence is more grey than white, where it still exists.  And the outside of 
Haven has more than it's fair share of swastikas, crossed hammers, and 
anarchy symbols, with all the verbal graffitti in German.  The VR have 
been working overtime here, and if the movement you see is any 
indication, they have decided that it is time to finish Haven off.

With no warning, the camera angle changes enough to indicate a totally 
different drone, or a major time lapse.  But checking the indicators 
shows the time is actually only about 2 minutes later.  Here you see some 
new things, including two sensor blips large enough to be small tanks, 
and moving at a rather extreme velocity.  These blips are more than 
enough to alert the drone's onboard intelligence, and it begins 
broadcasting an attention signal to the local rigger, whom you assume 
relays the information to Lone Star Security downtown.  There you can 
only assume that Lone Star's array of experts are beginning already to 
formulate a plan of action regarding the operation of non-Lone Star 
panzers within Seattle.  You crane but cannot make out through the gloom 
the insignia on the panzers.  All you can tell for sure is that they are 
heading for Haven as well, and thier ETA appears to be about 4 minutes.

Another major location shift, and you are to yet another drone.  This 
one, however, has it's unblinking eye upon another group of people 
totally.  This group is dressed in colors, riding bikes or in cars, and 
also heading for Haven.  All told, you estimate the number of gangers in 
this troupe to be more than 50, but less than 80.  Due to the cars, you 
cannot guess better than that.  Yet their ETA is approximately 2 minutes.

Switchin again, you find yourself in the familiar environment of the 
immediate Haven area, and you see that the VR have begun thier attack on 
the poor children and teachers of Haven Home.

+++++Cease transmission of camera log (y/n)?  Y
+++++Transmission ended+++++

I am sorry, but we are about to shut down the system for a complete 
security check.  More later.]<<<<<
	--  Mozart <01:30:40/10-22-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Ms. V
>>>>>[Ma'am, we have achieved the goal.  We are returning home.  Tertiary 
complete.]<<<<<
	--  Avatar <01:32:41/10-22-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Avatar
>>>>>[Excellent.  ETA of arrival at the center?]<<<<<
	--  Ms. V <01:34:57/10-22-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Ms. V
>>>>>[Leaving Seattle immidiatly, ETA 0900 today.]<<<<<
	--  Avatar <03:35:49/10-22-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Avatar
>>>>>[Congratuations.  Return to Boulder when you have seen the materials 
safely to the center.]<<<<<
	--  Ms. V <01:35:43/10-22-56>

>>>>>[Hey, folks at the leaner FryppSec.  Got a quicky question for 
ya: how come yopu ladies haven't done anything lately?  I mean, MCT 
has taken over your contracts, your corp HQ is in ruins, you've been 
run out of town, your pres is in a coma and you're sittin' on your 
hands doin' nuthin'.]<<<<<
        -- Rumormonger (Always / Tuned-In)
      
***** Private: Rumormonger        
>>>>>[We're waiting for Freddy to come back.  He'll know what to 
do.]<<<<<
        -- Spark (10:11:12 / 10-22-56)

>>>>>[Well, Hi there everybody. I'm back from Japan, in case anyone missed
me. Took me some time to find the new shadowland address, but it wasn't too
difficult. What happened? The corps finally get tired of Shadowland?]<<<<<
        -- Goku (10:12:45/10-22-56)

***** Private: Rumormonger
>>>>>[We will not make any tactical maneuvers without Freddy.  He 
alone has the contacts we will need to strike with the proper 
force.]<<<<<
        -- Jacamus (11:23:59 / 10-22-56)
        
***** Private: Rumormonger 
>>>>>[Without Freddy we don't have the proper unification.  He can 
motivate the troops like nobody else.  We will return.]<<<<<
        -- Kabuki Man (17:22:45 / 10-22-56)
        
>>>>>[Ah, so, I see now he's gonna get a Messianic Complex...  What 
the hell, he's got all the rest of 'em....]<<<<<
        -- Rumormonger (Always / Tuned-In)

>>>>>[I am very sorry about the delay, but the power system spiked the 
computer system again, and even with some professional help, we are 
having trouble repairing all the damage done.  It will take several weeks 
before Haven is back to some semblance of normal.

But here we go again.  Enjoy.

+++++ Include Lone Star Surveillance logs +++++

After an instant of static, the logs pick up not too far after you left 
them, with movement all around, mostly in the shadows, but moving 
inexorably closer to Haven all the time.  From the number of people 
moving, you estimate the VR to be in excess of 30.  Considering the 
number of people that Moonwalker and others had identified, this is much 
larger than you expected.  Perhaps 15 or 20, but 30?  Either whoever is 
running the VR brought in more of their chummers, or they've been 
recruiting.  From this position, you cannot tell what kind of weapons or 
armor they are wearing, but the drone is slowly moving closer toward 
Haven and you expect this to change shortly.  You are also noticing a few 
vehicles moving forward as well, but not many.

The movement stops almost as quickly as it started, and then you see 
nearly simultaneous flashes, followed about 2 seconds later by bright 
flashes at the front door, the roof, and the north side of Haven.  You 
recognize the obvious signature of mini-grenades.  These appear to be 
offensive frag grenades.  More flashes follow, but these are from a very 
different source.  Something is making the scene darken noticably, 
obscuring the already cloudy sky with its dark presence.  Then comes the 
lightning.  You have no audio feed through this drone, but from the 
damage on the ground, you can imagine the sounds of thunder as 
deafening.  The shadows advance, even into the realm of the greater storm 
spirit, and some of them begin to take damage and fall.  But three 
figures only advance so far and then stop.  For brief instants thier 
hands glow with an otherworldly light as lances peirce the spirits cloudy 
manifestation.  It appears injured, if indeed a spirit can be such.

And then something else appears.  A humanoid figure just pops into 
existance, wearing a suit, tie, and mirrorshades.  All the lightning 
coming his way he neatly sidesteps as he non-chalantly removes his 
glasses.  There is enough light now that you see the glasses disappear, 
and the camera suddenly changes angle again, to another drone coming in 
from the west, and in it you can see the man's eyes....  They are empty 
of all but reflections of the storm.  Then he begins to change shape, 
growing larger and more sinister.  A spirit, perhaps greater itself, or 
maybe something more.  He blinks out of existance again, followed almost 
instantly by the storm spirit.  Without the storm around, the VR get 
bolder and press their assult.

The camera changes angle again and you see another, new shape.  A car.  
The editor of this log has even called up an identifying program, and the 
caption reads "1952 Hudson".  There is, to the best of your knowledge, 
only one in Seattle, and it is owned by Dr. Alexander Jackson.  It is 
barreling in, and from out of it's bodywork spout some rather unpleasant 
looking weaponry, including two miniguns.  You are momentarily blinded by 
the flashes as the weapons begin chewing up the VR in front of the 
vehicle, and then it comes screeching to a halt before the front door, 
effectively blocking the way inside.

But something is wrong.  Off to the south side of the building, even as 
you see a tall human male, a red-headed female elf, and a medium sized 
human female pour out of the protected side of the Hudson, a small 
figure, with thumb stuck in mouth and stuffed animal in hand, wanders 
forward as if in a daze.  The camera changes angle to another drone 
again, and from behind you begin see the same suited figure appear at the 
corner, looking a bit disheveled but very much alive, motioning to the 
little girl, as if beconing her forward.  And she responds, walking 
through what is now becoming a battlezone with bullets flying past her.  
One of the VR, carrying what appears to be an assult rifle, spots her and 
spins to take a bead on her.  The female elf, spins too slowly to stop 
what is about to occur, but screams anyway as the VR trooper fires a 
single burst at the girl.  The girl, somehow breaking free of the spell 
the spirit was maintaining on her, sees the ganger aiming and 
instinctively covers her face.  Somehow the bullets do not reach her.  
And in that instant she takes on another countenance alltogheter, this 
one a little less human and with, perhaps, a few more than the normal two 
eyes.  Her arms and fingers seem to shimmer with magic, and the physical 
barrier that she cast to save herself has an unusal manifestation, much 
as lines radiating from a center point to enclose her in a spiral net.  

Less than a second later, she passes out from the drain and falls 
forward.  In the same instant, a form manifests and catches her somehow, 
a tall elven male.  As he scoops her up in his protective arms, the elven 
woman has directed something and the ganger who shot at the girl and he 
has been engulfed by a fire elemental of emmense power.  The temperature 
of this elemental is enough that the asphalt appears to be bubbling, and 
naturally the ganger's ammo is cooking off, and his clothing burning.  
Again, three bolts of magical energy strike this elemental, but this time 
they are enough to destroy it.  What it leaves behind, however, is 
charred bone and melted plastic.

The camera shifts again, but to the sight of the panzers.  They are 
slowing and settling down upon the road nearby, and they begin to 
discharge figures dressed in what looks to be milspec armor, and carrying 
weapons from assult rifles to a few heavy weapons.  The full gamut, it 
appears, along with a magician.  They apparently have heard the gunfire 
and begin to advance cautiously, but nevertheless rapidly, with the 
panzers ahead as targets and scouts.  Within about 10 seconds they begin 
to encounter resistance.

Another view, and you see the gangers are nearly upon Haven.  The ones 
with vehicles are stopped and letting off the passengers, who then fan 
out in an only remotely organized fashion.  Most of them are carrying 
pistols, with only two or three SMGs among the 60 or gangers.  These 
children will be no match for the rifles and grenades of the VR.

And yet another switch and we return to the battlescene around Haven 
itself.  The human male, with spurs out and a heavy pistol in hand, has 
started picking off VR as he spots them, until something catches his 
eye.  The camera angle, however, does not let you get a shot of what it 
is he sees.  But you do see the human woman, with her mirrorshades 
missing and her matte black cybereyes reflecting nothing of the chaos 
around her, crouch behind the Hudson and make some motion with her 
hands.  With a sudden, jarring change, the view changes to the other 
local drone which shows a VR ganger clutch his chest and fall over 
suddenly.  The VR mages appear to know that these individuals are 
responsible for most of thier problems, and they begin to cast spells at 
them.  With another shift, you see the tall elf with the girl open the 
side door and enter, immediately disappearing inside.

You can only imagine what the spirit battle in astral space is like, 
considering the number of spirits that Valentine and his instructors kept 
around Haven to maintain order and safety for the children.  And if the 
VR had only half the number, the battle could still be going strong.  But 
here, on this plane, it is already going strong.  This drone appears to 
be circling around to the north side and the entranceway there where some 
of the VR are stationed.  One of them pulls a grenade and throws it 
inside one of the windows, and they begin to batter at the door.  Then, 
out of nowhere almost, a figure enshrouded in a full robe, cloak, gloves, 
all colored a medium grey, appears and rushes the three VR.  Only one of 
them appears to be fast enough and gets a burst off that flys just barely 
ahead of the figure before it crashes into the three.  As you watch, one 
of them decides he wants to learn how to fly and lands with a broken arm 
and neck.  Another just collapses, his skull caved in from the top.  And 
the third, reacting just in time, avoids a blow that would have broken 
several ribs at best and collapsed a lung at worst, only to run into a 
foot that appears and strikes him in the throat, crushing his larynx.  He 
looks around, and then enters the building through the broken window.

The view changes again, and you see from the other drone that the gangers 
have encountered the VR and are fighting.  But you also see a single man, 
carrying what has the classical profile of a sniper rifle, wearing urban 
camoflage.  You figure that a Lone Star rigger must now be controling the 
drone directly now, as it begins to move a little faster and perform 
actions that it's onboard autopilot would be tasked to perform.  But you 
do see the camera zoom in on this man, and then the shot pauses as it 
pans over his shoulder.  What you see is unmistakably the shoulder flash of 
an Aztechnology Leopard Guard.  And he is the only individual among the 
VR who is moving as if he knows EXACTLY what is going on.  One by one his 
weapon fires, and from what you can tell, every shot takes down a ganger, 
one bullet at a time.

With another switch, you realize that now all four of the drones are 
controlled by riggers.  This one, over by the panzers, has approached 
close enough to finally catch flashes of some kind of insignia on the 
panzers and armor:  a silver dragon holding an atom in one claw and an 
optical cable in the other.  They appear to be having minimal difficulty 
with the VR near them, but they are nevertheless advancing cautiously.  
At this rate, they will be at Haven in about a minute.

The third drone has joined up with the first two and you finally have a 
view of what it was that the human man was, and still is, looking at.  
Off across the street, in a shadowed corner, stands something tall, but 
with no recognizable features besides its dark and tattered robe and a 
gradually growing violet light from within the hood.  You see the man 
shout something, and the human woman turns, spots it, blanches, and 
appears to cast something at it.  All of a sudden the shadow it stands 
within grow even deeper, almost as if they have just decided to suck up 
the light rather than just be a lack of it.  Strips of what appears to be 
animate darkness rip and tear at the figure for an instant, and then fade 
away.  Left is the figure, showing now signs that it was even remotely 
affected by the spell.  It raises its two hands, gestures, and all around 
the battle seems to take on another, even more frenzied level.  And it's 
purple eyes begin to glow brighter and brighter.

You see something that surprises you, though.  The man crouches down and 
then leaps over woman elf and lands square on the human woman, almost as 
if he was an animal.  The woman, stunned and surprised, cannot move as 
the man bears...fangs?  and lunges at her throat.  The elf, however, 
spins and casts a spell that strikes the man full in the back.  He 
spasms, and then falls off, lying motionless on the ground.

With another shift in drone, you see two figures, one male and one 
female, hurrying up to the south entrance, after apparently fighting 
thier way through the VR.  They stop, and then both rise into the air and 
enter through an open, second story window.  They immediately take up 
positions on that side of Haven and fire out into the VR gangers, 
catching them in a crossfire with the other gangers.  Some of the 
gangers, the ones in vehicles, have even used thier lances and driven 
through the VR.  But the VRs grenades have destroyed more than a few 
bikes, and broken bodies lie around.  The gangers are losing.  Losing 
bravely, but nevertheless losing.  The VR, however, are now at about a 
half of thier original number.

Suddenly, in the logs, appears an editor comment:
   2 RPVs, fully armed, launched from Downtown.  SWAT dispatched.  FRT 
units dispatched.  ETA:  8-10 minutes SWAT, 4 minutes RPV, 3 minutes 
FRT-LAV, 5 minutes remaning FRT.

The drone watching the corp units has now rejoined the other three, and 
it appears that the corp troops are just shy of breaking through to the 
front and north side of Haven.  They have taken a few minor casualties, 
but they appear to be moving as a military unit should.  And they are, 
afterall, military.  The VR are only gangers with a decent leader, if 
indeed that is what the Leopard Guard is.  He continues to fire round by 
round, causing death and destruction each time.  The gangers, their moral 
failing, have begun to retreat.  But the VR are not pursueing.  Instead, 
they are turning thier attention back to Haven.  One of the drones, 
though, has noticed that the west side of Haven, where the loading docks 
and such are, remains totally unguarded.  And two of the VR are 
disappearing into Haven itself.

Out in the front, the man appears to still be alive, as he is breathing, 
but the other two are faring better still.  They both look to be 
teetering on the edge of exhaustion.  The elf, after having the figure 
off in the shadows pointed out, closes her eyes and concentrates.  But no 
effect is forthcoming.  Nothing happens.  Now, if only you knew for sure 
what it was that she tried.  Immediately following that, she ducks to the 
ground to escape a burst of fire.  The human woman, however, notices the 
Guard coming around into range, and dives to the side.  But not fast 
enough as she takes a round in the leg.  About the same time, though, the 
first troop bursts onto the scene and, knowingly, blasts away at him with 
a stitch of autofire, catching him across his chest.  He falls back, 
mortally wounded, but still somehow manages to get off a burst from his 
sniper rifle that catches the soldier in the head and chest.  The rounds 
must have been powerful, because the soldier flys backward a few steps 
and then collapses.

The troops begin to fan out and mop up the remaining VR, a job that they 
take a few wounds in the process of.  The man that the elf blasted 
appears to be waking up, and the figure in the shadows has disappeared.  
One of the drones shows a countdown clock, and it is now at 1:21.  The 
man, somehow still active, picks up the woman he attacked and looks at 
her leg, then ties a tourniquet around the wound and helps he into the 
car.  The elven woman starts heading toward Haven when the elven man 
again appears and stops her.  She trys to shov her way past the spirit, 
but then the human man comes up behind her and grabs her.  They have a 
sudden confrontation that lasts maybe 10 seconds, and then they both run 
to the Hudson again, which disapears off east into deep Redmond.

40 seconds later, a panzer drops out of the sky and disgorges some 12 
figures, wearing heavy armor, carrying heavy weapons, and wearing the 
Lone Star insignia upon thier helmets.  The begin moving in from the 
west.  You cannot hear anything, but you feel that they are probably 
warning the troops to stay where they are and be prepared to be 
arrested.  The troops, however, hunker down and prepare for more 
unpleasantness.  None is immediately forthcoming, even after the Wandjina 
RPVs and remaining LSS forces arive.

Then static, and nothing

+++++ End Surveillance Log+++++

That's what happened.  What happened after Alex, er, AJ, Roxey, and Diana 
left the scene was this.  Lone Star took extreme exception to Ryaka 
Science and Technology using thier military assets in thier jurisdiction 
for any reason whatsoever.  Ryaka withdrew, and Lone Star cleaned up.  
LSS has apparently decided to pursue the matter with the Seattle court as 
to damages from Ryaka's operations in Redmond.

And there were two VR gangers who did get inside.  Righteous, Dana, and 
Hermit ran afoul of them, but didn't get them.  They then ran afoul of 
Bruce, who knocked one out but got cut himself in the process.  Righteous 
came up and almost shot the last one, but the kids behind made it too 
dangerous.  He was knocked out by a quick sleep spell.

They have both been turned over to Lone Star.  Oh, the Leopard Guard 
wasn't dead when Ryaka troops found him.  He apparently had a cyanide 
capsule in his teeth, and killed the first troop who got too close.  Then 
he triggered a cranial bomb that was powerful enough to crater the road 
and severly wound three troops in the blast area.

What is this world coming to when things like this happen?]<<<<<
	--  Mozart <17:06:13/10-22-56>

>>>>>[What is going on with Haven? We came to help children, not
participate in a corporate war. 

     We would like more information.]<<<<<
        -- Righteous <21:39:28/10-22-56>

>>>>>[Seems like an awful lot of trouble to go through for a little bit of
extortion money.  What aren't we being told Mozart?  And I never heard of any
gang sporting two mages.....This is bad...very bad!]<<<<<
                --  Shadow Watcher <01:30:40/10-22-56>

>>>>>[I do not know what happened.  The troops were apparently sent by 
Ryaka Science and Technology to break the seige on Haven.  Lone Star took 
the presence of military units rather personally so responded with what 
they had available.

As for the Leopard Guard, Lone Star claimed all that remained of the 
body.  If some decker could retrieve the autopsy and DNA information, 
perhaps we can determine why Aztechnology would want Haven destroyed.

But another alternative is this:  Could the attack on Haven been 
precipitated by whoever attacked the power plant?  That they occured 
simultaneously is far too strange to be a coincidence.  Also, has anyone 
been able to figure out what the attackers removed from the plant?  I 
think that it is safe to assume, like Gunny said, that it was stealth 
tech of some kind, but that smacks of a corporate strike team or VERY 
well equipped runners.]<<<<<
	--  Action Jackson <22:19:35/10-22-56>

>>>>>[Shadow Watcher, if I understood what was going on, I would happily 
explain it.  But I do not understand it myself.  Thier cutting us off 
from all food, power, water, etc was beyond normal responses for a gang 
extorting money.  And the attack was FAR beyond it.  I am as much at a 
loss as you are.  Unless they wanted one of the children here, or they 
felt that we were a threat to thier plans, whatever they might have 
been.  But we have no corporate children on the rosters right now, and 
haven't had any for at least 4 months.  And how could we be a threat to 
anyone?  We have no weapons, only limited and passive security.  We have 
several mages and shamans, and a few spirits, yes, but not enough to 
threaten anyone even should we want to.  And most of us agree with Pat's 
ideals of pacifism and non-violence.

I cannot understand it myself.]<<<<<
	--  Mozart <22:27:50/10-22-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Righteous
>>>>>[Possibly an arrangement could be made for the delivery of Mr. 
Jackson.  I would have to clear any such actions with my superiors first, 
however.]<<<<<
	--  Commander Drake, Interpol <22:33:51/10-22-56>

>>>>>[Mr. Shade, I will not aid any criminal.  You appear to fear a 
background check and DNA scan.  While I can understand the second, since 
a DNA sample makes for an excellent ritual link, or so I'm told, the 
first only makes sense if you have something in your past you wish not to 
be discovered.  If you wish a message to be taken to Mr. O'Kennedy, then 
I suggest that you either come in yourself or contact his lawyer.  I will 
not be party to it.  His lawyer is, however, generally unavailable.  Good 
evening, Mr. Shade.]<<<<<
	--  Commander Drake, Interpol <22:39:19/10-22-56>

>>>>>Shade, I thank you for the greater Storm spirit you sent.  I am 
afraid, however, that it was not so much of an aid as you had intended.  
Had it survived longer, I am sure it would have made our lives here much 
simpler and less stressful, but it did not.  We think that a free spirit, 
a shadow, possibly even....toxic, was responsible for it's destruction, 
but we do not know for certain.  But we can show you specifically where 
the creature was.  From what Alex told us after thier narrow escape, it 
was the same being he encountered in Tacoma.  Come over whenever you are 
available and we will do our best to show you the area.]<<<<<
	--  Mozart <22:44:58/10-22-56>

*****Private: Action Jackson, Mac
>>>>>[Fascinating.  Has the disease become so far spread among shadowrunners?
 Are either of you magically active besides your vampiracy?  How old are each
of you?   Sorry, just my innate curiousity peeking out.  As a Stag Shaman, I
was given a mission that if I did not understand someone, that I should not
make judgements.  First, I should learn more of them; though stag would still
give me his help in social situations.  Fear not me.  The stag is a totem of
both life and death.  I am interested in creatures that somehow evade the
cycle for a time.  Anyway, I know a good club in Seattle that you both might
be interested in ;-)]<<<<<
        --  Shade <20:10:47 / 10-21-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Shade
>>>>>[I am 56 and have been a vampire for 30 years.  I do not know Mac's 
story, but I was not a willing doner, and I continue to search for the 
one who created me.  I would very much like to thank him for my life with 
my spurs....  I wasn't always a shadowrunner, Shade.  I was one of the 
best headware implant surgeons in the world when it got me.  I only 
became a runner afterward, then an arms dealer, then an information 
broker.  And I have always been trying to escape my past, to leave it 
behind me.  And to find some cure for me so that I will finally grow old 
and die an old man.  But it is not to be....]<<<<<
	--  Action Jackson <23:17:57/10-22-56>

*****PRIVATE: Action Jackson
>>>>>[As of now, the newly expanded Shadowland has been recovered and
is back on-line. Your friendly neighborhood SysOps had to duck and run,
and we blew the bunker with about twenty seconds to spare. But I'm back
(with a newfound respect for thermite) and I'd like to assist you with
this thing; it looks like a real mess. Glad I wasn't there myself last
night. If you ARE interested in autopsy reports and DNA scans, I should
be able to hack LS's files. Whaddaya say?]<<<<<
	--Moonwalker <new&/improved>

>>>>>[Once again Commander Drake, you have demonstrated your skill at good
manners.  You implicate matters and ideas that you have no proof of.  I do
not fear a background check.  I have quite a prestigious background.  I went
to a well-known University, which is how I became a parazoologist.  The reson
for my reluctance of the DNA scan is simply the fear of a ritual link you
have no need of requesting.

The reason for my reluctance of a background check is for two reasons.  One
it takes time, and if you observed the video of Haven you can see it gets
worse with this creature every day.  It seems that it may feed off of
violence, hatred, etc.  The second reason is due to the fact that all
scientist must do some work to continue to fuel their endeavors.  Undue
publicity might jeoprodize the current situation of my funding.  It is
nothing illegal, I assure you.]<<<<<
        --  Shade <02:12:57 / 10-23-56>

>>>>>[I am merely glad it was able to distract the creature for some length
of time.  Yes, I would like to see the location.  If you like I can meet you
for lunch, and afterwards we can see the spot.  That is assuming it will not
interfere with your classes.]<<<<<
        --  Shade <02:33:17 / 10-23-56>

*****NOTTO: Drake, Interpol
>>>>>[What could the "terrorists" have wanted from the nuclear power plant:
an interesting question indeed.  Although it was not stated in the news
broadcast, it is a fact that reactor waste contains substantial amounts of
plutonium, one of the most hazardous substances known.  In addition to its
obvious application in nuclear weapons, it might also fill some ritual purpose,
in the right hands...one thing is certain: if the director of the plant said
he feared for the integrity of the reactor containment, he is lying.  I have
some experience with the physical details of the Diablo Canyon complex in the
central coast of the CFS, and I can assure everyone that its containment domes
are designed to withstand an impact from a large passenger jet without a
scratch.  I am informed that the local plant is constructed using the same
reactor design.  Damage to the turbine building and the anccillary support
facilities could be quite debilitating, but not to the extent the corporate
representative said. 

Quite an interesting place, Diablo Canyon.  Excellent forest and beach front,
and ten thousand years of devils in a bottle.  And its own military.]<<<<<
        --  Thelienista  <11:50:11 / 10-23-56>

*****PRIVATE TO: Mozart, Action Jackson
>>>>>[We recognized one of the mages at Haven: the human female. AJ
brought her down and tried to make dinner out of her. She was the
Johnson who hired a certain team of runners to retrieve something from
Ares.]<<<<<
        -- Righteous <15:19:51/10-23-56>

*****PRIVATE TO: Commander Drake
>>>>>[If the service were to be rendered, it would put those who did
it in a very poor position. They would like a number of concessions to
be made on their behalf. 
 
      Do not mention this to your superiors until it is
necessary. It might make some people nervous.]<<<<< 
        -- Righteous <15:22:18/10-23-56>

>>>>>[   Well finally! It took me two weeks, but I finally managed to find
Shadowland. Now all I have to do is hunt down MagicNET and I'll be
set. *grin*
 
   Just so you all know who I am, I'm not a Shadowrunner, but a
long-time computer enthusiast who has recently found himself retired
and bedridden. For fun, I just thought I'd see if I'd be able to hunt
down the fabled Shadowland and get myself an account. I have a lot of
free time, as you can tell. I don't know if I'll be able to keep in
tune with most of your conversation, but at least I'll have something
to watch (I can't stand TriD, I even had problems with flatscreens). 

    To all you Deckers: You're part of the third generation to grow up
with computers, I was part of the first. Tell me what you think of
them, I want to know how much has changed.]<<<<<
        -- Tobai <15:31:02/10-23-56>

*****PRIVATE TO: Tobai
>>>>>[You sound VERY familiar. What colour are your eyes?]<<<<<
        -- Zippy <15:33:33/10-23-56>
 

*****PRIVATE TO: Zippy
>>>>>[ I never thought you liked this handle. If I'd known you would
still have it I never would have given it to you. *grin*]<<<<<
        -- Tobai <15:33:56/10-23-56>
 
*****PRIVATE TO: Tobai
>>>>>[      ________IT IS YOU!_______ 
 
  I haven't seen you in years! Whats been happening? And whats all
this about retired and bed-ridden?]<<<<<
        -- Zippy <15:33:59/10-23-56>


*****PRIVATE TO: Zippy
>>>>>[ It happens to the best of us dear. Don't worry, it isn't
anything serious. I'm at the >>encrypted<<. Come and see me sometime.

 If you can fight your way past the nurses that is... *grin*

PS> I'm still using my old key. And bring me a deck. The ones they let
us use here are pathetic.]<<<<<
        -- Tobai <15:35:02/10-23-56>

*****PRIVATE TO: Tobai
>>>>>[I don't live in town, so don't hold your breath, but I will be
in by tonight. I'll bring it. I'll even let you see the one I run on.]<<<<<
       -- Zippy <15:35:59/10-23-56>

*****PRIVATE: Shade, Action Jackson
>>>>>[I am about 30 years old.  I was unwilling to become what I am.  In my
first days, I killed my wife.  I hunted the ones responsible for me becoming
what I am, and I killed them.  I found no joy in the killing, besides they
were working on creating an airborne form of HMHVV.  Luckily for this world,
I and a few others were able to stop them.  As for being magically active,
Wolf is my guide; although until I became what I am, I was unable to use any
form of magic.]<<<<<
         -- Mac (14:15:30 PDT/ 10:23:56)

*****NOT TO: Aztechnology, Aztechnology Employees, Aztlan Government
>>>>>[+++++Iniate Translator Aztlan Spanish

I hope I covered all those that should not receive but I will 
probably not make it through this run any way.
 
My team has made within three blocks of the Pyramid.  We plan to hit it 
in five days.  Once we have all are final business in line we shall go 
and hit the head office of one of the baddest 3A Corps.
  
I guess I'm posting this for any extra knowledge that can be gained for a 
run of this magnitude, and to make sure that it is okay to post my team's 
last wishes and testimonies.  If we can't, well then we'll be up shit 
creek with out the canoe.
  
For those that wish to see our run, well we're trying to set it up so 
that if we don't live others might gain from our mistakes.
 
Sorry about being so long winded statement.  If the SysOp could please 
respond over >>Encrypted<<.  We would be quite thankful.]<<<<<
        --  Far From The Best <21:15:06 CST/10-23-56>
 
>>>>>[ Far from the Best: What on earth are you doing? Why would you
take a run that you might be killed in? I know very little of
Shadowrunners, but very few _non_runner people would do this. 
 
   After all, don't Shadowrunners do it to make a living? (Pun
intended of course...)]<<<<<
       -- Tobai <22:36:01/10-23-56>

>>>>>[Has anyone recently heard from Sasquatch?  He failed to contact me after
a meeting with a representative of Fuchi, and I fear the worst...]<<<<<
        --  Thelienista  <20:56:19 / 10-23-56>

>>>>>[I must protest at the sudden unannounced node change. Surely it could
have been better planned? Sysops should know better than to work in such a
shoddy way]<<<<<
        -- Disbeliever (10:13:21/10-24-56)

>>>>>[Ah, I found this fellow's tortoise construct moping around the former
address, so I let him tag along. He does have some rather interesting points
of view...]<<<<<
        -- Goku (10:14:12/10-24-56)

>>>>>[For which I am extremely grateful, Mr. Goku. I probably wouldn't have
been able to find this node without your help. And I hate leaving discussions
unfinished]<<<<<
        -- Disbeliever (10:16:56/10-24-56)

>>>>>[Yeah, sure, no prob. Ah, by the way, how is Flute? Before I left she was
still in a coma, and I haven't been able to log on to get updates - I had
some trouble with the big 'R' but hopefully everything's sorted now.
At least, I think it is... ]<<<<<
        -- Goku (10:16:59/10-24-56)

*****PRIVATE TO: Tobai
>>>>>[Sorry I couldn't make it last night. The car rental company said
I was too far out of the city to deliver. I'll be hiring a limo. *grin*
 
    How have things been in the last little while? Hows Nad? Hows the
buisiness?]<<<<<
        -- Zippy <12:59:48/10-24-56>

*****PRIVATE: Far From The Best
>>>>>[I thought that you were to not let ANYONE know about this run.  If 
I see more from you before the end of the run, you shall recieve no 
payment.

Also you owe me big time, so be glad that I'm paying you anything.]<<<<<
        --  John Doe <13:21:42/10-24-56>

*****PRIVATE: Far From The Best
>>>>>[+++++Intiate Translator Aztlan Spanish

Normally I just watch but I will warn you watch your back.  Your post 
brought unwanted attention in the city.

Again, watch your back, or you may have fewer members than you even have 
now.]<<<<<
        --  Toxic <15:27:38 CST/10-24-56>

+++++PRIVATE: Action Jackson
>>>>>[Dr. Jackson, I would like to have a meeting with you in your capacity
as a doctor. I have suffered some... changes in the recent past wich have
serious effect on my ah, social life. I would like to get a complete medical
check up from you, as you are a recognized expert on 'altered states'.
So to speak.

Please contact me regarding visiting hours, fees and security arrangements.
Thank you]<<<<<
        -- Marksanspensah (15:32:12/10-24-56)

*****PRIVATE:  Moonwalker
>>>>>[Dad's asleep right now, but he did tell me to tell you to go for it
on the autopsy report.  It could clear up some stuff, I hope.]<<<<<
        --  Diana, Mistress of the Night <09:49:59/10-24-56>

>>>>>[Shade, you seem to be the expert.  Do you know why Dad would have
attacked me suddenly like that?  Roxey had to blast him hard to keep him
from killing me!  I don't understand it.  And the creature fraggin near
ignored my spell.  And Roxey tried to banish it too, with no effect.  I
can tell you what it looked like in Astral, though.  A big, violet thing
with pseudopods going all over the place.  Does that help ID the fraggin
thing?]<<<<<
        --  Diana, Mistress of the Night <09:52:43/10-24-56>

*****NOT TO:Aztechnology,Atechnology Employees,Azltan Government
>>>>>[Mr. John Doe, I will tell people what ever I want.  Won't matter if 
you don't pay me and my team since your sending us on a Sucide run any way.
So why don't you take your nY and crawl under a large rock, because if we 
survive your fraggin run, your our next target.And if you care at all two 
of  my team is already dead we have no chance of getting more than two  
meters inside.

For those of you that just tuned in, frag it we're already dead.]<<<<<
        --  Far From The Best <19:39:32 CST/10-24-56>

*****PRIVATE:Far From The Best
>>>>>[+++++Iniate Translator Aztlan Spanish

I will tell you again watch you step.  You're way to close to the 
pyramid to launch a raid on it.  Leave the area now before you're 
pin-pointed]<<<<<
        --  Toxic  <20:00:00 CST/10-24-56>

>>>>>[System warning last message sent time/date was tampered by +/- 2 
hours.

Please, find and correct.

+++++Locking Out All Translator Iniation Sequences ]<<<<<
        --  Aztechnology Communications <20:37:46 CST/10-24-56>
            System Monitor
            Aztechnology

*****PRIVATE: Tobai.
>>>>>[YOU STUPID OLD FART!]<<<<<
       -- Pippy <02:01:00/10-25-56>

*****PRIVATE: Zippy.
>>>>>[  I told you to watch who played with your deck. *grin* How many
processors do you have running? 10? 20? *giggle* To think that I'd
stop just because you'd grown up... Silly lass!
 
     And you might want to check your persona as well... ]<<<<<
       -- Tobai <02:03:01/10-25-56>

*****NOT TO: Gryphon
>>>>>[I resent being called a pig!  I'm a dragon for crying out loud!]<<<<<
        -- Ryuga (00:13:30 PDT/ 10:25:56)
           CEO
           Ryaka Science and Tech

>>>>>[Attention all Seattle dwellers on this list.  I have recently
correlated enough data to make an almost perfect match with this creature.
 If it is what I think it is, then we have much bigger problems than I
thought.
             Diana, I would like a better description if possible.  Could you
draw me an image.
             Jackson, thank you for the location and the wonderful car ride.
             Mac, I need to see you as soon as possible.  You may be the only
one who can confirm my theories.  This is an ASAP situation.
              Commander Drake, thank you for quibbling over details and
generally wasting my time.
              The reason I require some information from Mac, is that if this
creature is what it appears to be; then it is out of my area of specialty.
 Hec, its out of just about everyone's area of specialty inside of
parapsychology.  As soon as I am certain, I will tell everyone.  I do not
wish to start a panic.  That would only aid the creature.]<<<<<
        --  Shade  <24:19:08 / 10-25-56>

>>>>>[Sorry you didn't hear about the shift. Evidently the same folks
who were unhappy with Trideo Pirate's footage decided that stepping
on Shadowland would keep the truth from coming out. No idea who they were,
becase we didn't stick around that long. For now, let's just say we're
in a safe place. I'm still doing support work for our Frindly Neighborhood
SysOpus, so I'll be hardwiring some new decor for this place. Hope you
like it.]<<<<<
        --Moonwalker (movin'/on up)

>>>>>[Ah, mister Goku. It has been a while, hasn't it? If you should
find yourself in need of employment here in Seattle, I'm sure we can
come to some arrangement. You have my card, I believe?]<<<<<
        --Gryphon <22:57:19/10-24-56>
          Matrix Security
          RENRAKU/SEATTLE

*****NOT TO:Gryphon
>>>>>[As you can see, at least some of our more legitimate users have
followed us to the new site as well. Capitalist pigs.]<<<<<
        --Moonwalker (movin'/on up)

>>>>>[ "We have big problems" he says. "It's completely out of normal,"
he says. And he doesn't wanna start a panic? seesh! ]<<<<<
        --Moonwalker (commandment/#11)

>>>>>[Shade, I may be able to aid you...you and I should meet at the place
where the creature was last seen.]<<<<<
        -- Olorin (00:05:30 PDT/ 10:25:56)

>>>>>[Shade, where at?]<<<<<
        -- Mac (00:06:30 PDT/ 10:25:56)

>>>>>[Stealth technology isn't the half of it...surely I'm not the only one
to see a connection between the gang war and the raid on Shiawase...I may be
wrong but I think there is now a lead in the Haven business.]<<<<<
         --the Dark Stranger<22:37:33/10-21-56>

>>>>>[Shade, what in the name of what is holy do you want from me?  The grey
tinge, the scent, it all reeks of Corruption.  It is not life, it is not
normal, it is not "good."  It is wrong, it is blasphemous, it is not what
belongs on this world.  It has the stench of the Invae and of others you know
not of, it has the stench of DEATH!!!  I know not yet what it truly is, but I
do know it does not belong.

I too have a degree Shade.  But in the last decade, I have found that
university education to be of little help when times are dire.  Your books
and degree may give you your base upon with to work, but it is LIFE that
teaches the most informative lessons.  But then again, I'm sure you knew
that...]<<<<<
        --the Dark Stranger<22:45:23/10-21-56>

>>>>>[Nice Place this board.. A little easy to get into, I guess here are even
non Deckers... Doesn't matter Hi alll out therre, I hope ya had a nice day, I had one]<<<<<
        --  Socrates  <18:34:33/10-25-56>

>>>>>[???]<<<<<
        -- Crucifix (KingKongDied/ForYerSins)

>>>>>[Sorry for my unusual introduction, but when I wrote this, I
was on some sort of a trip..... So now Hi all out there, I hope to
see some action around here]<<<<<
        -- Socrates<22:29:27/10-25-56>

>>>>>[+++++Re-intiate All Translation Programs
      +++++Intiate Translator Aztlan Spanish

For all you who believe that you can just run in Aztlan and pull 
off the biggest run of the century.  Guess again.  We just killed one 
little helper of Far From The Best, Toxic.  Now, Toxic was a true Aztlan 
runner to bad he screwed up.

Far From The Best, you are next.  You can watch your back all you want 
to bad you'll leave your front wide open.

Hope you had a nice visit.]<<<<<
        --  Pedro Perez <14:40:30 CST/10-25-56>
            Captain/Order of the Eagle
            ACS

*****PRIVATE:Far From The Best
>>>>>[FFTB see what you've caused by sending letters out into the open.  
Remember that I saved your drek big time and now you owe me.  If you 
don't believe how bad I am I'll have one of my doctors send you my 
photograph.

Don't screw up again and most of all get me that infromation.]<<<<<
        --  John Doe <10:56:26/10-26-56>

*****PRIVATE: Action Jackson
>>>>>[Two things about your past.  First, I wish to help you track down the
menace that sired you.  I can communicate with others in my field to better
track him.  Second, this creature may have the ability to cure you if my
theories are correct.  However, don't get your hopes up.]<<<<<
        --  Shade <18:17:36 / 10-26-56>

*****PRIVATE:John Doe
>>>>>[As you can see, we're still alive and in Aztlan.  No need to send 
pictures because by the time they reach us we'll be dead.  Don't tell me 
to stop doubting me and my team.  With two members already killed do you 
think that are plans are going to be the same.  Also, next time you have 
the chance break into Aztlan and plant yourself within three blocks of 
THE PYRAMID.  Now, normally we could handle it, but you didn't tell use 
we had to be in fashion, even with the air filters.  So chummer, frag 
off.]<<<<<
        --  Far From The Best <21:02.59 CST/10-26-56>

>>>>>[I agree that life is the best teacher, Dark Stranger.  I appologize if
I dredged up emotions too painful to express.  Your reaction was expected.  I
am sorry for having used you this way, but I had to check my theories.  I
only await Mac's Visit to confirm, and I will be able to tell you what this
creature is and how to combat it.]<<<<<
        --  Shade <18:44:18 / 10-26-56>

*****PRIVATE: Mac, Olorin
>>>>>[Meet me at <encrypted>, the creature's actual nature I will not reveal
till Friday at 22:00:00.]<<<<<
        --  Shade <20:34:16 / 10-26-56>

*****PRIVATE: Shade
>>>>>[I will be there.]<<<<<
        -- Mac (23:00:30 PDT/ 10:26:56)

>>>>>[G'day Mates, I would bloody well appreciate it if all of you would
comment on the following Trid.  I found it rather disturbing, but I'll save
my comments until after.

+++++Begin Trideo upload

The picture fades slowly from white to a hospital room.  The bed is against
the wall on the far side of the room.  A LARGE raven is perched on the
headboard of the bed.  You see the unconcious form of THE Nexus on the bed, a
woman is also in the room.  She is sitting in a chair facing away from the
camera with her head resting on the bed.  You see the monitors lined up on
the opposite side of the bed, wires connected to Nex, indicating that THE
Nexus is alive and well.  As a matter of fact the monitors show vital signs
being at levels of one who is out of a coma.  Two windows are in the room one
on each side of the bed about halfway between the bed and the terminus of the
wall.  The light entering the room indicates another bright, gloomy day in
the city.

Suddenly, Nex begins to thrash as if trying to get away from some unseen
danger His eyes fly open, and he mutters in a youthful, yet crystalline
voice, "Brother...ANTRA!"  Just as suddenly, the monitors explode and a wall
of shimmering force cocoons him, throwing the startled woman to the floor
several feet away from the bed.  At the same time the light in the room  dims
as a tall dark, hooded figure in a black robe, trimmed with red, enters the
room.  The raven looks at the dark being with malevolent hatred in its eyes.
The woman, Shekhinah, looks the dark figure with fear in her eyes, and the
bolts over to Nex's once again comatose form, positioning herself between the
being and Nex. The force surrounding Nex has collapsed, and you hear a
muffled sound from the only monitor left from the explosion.  It is the sound
of a flatline from the heart monitor.

You hear in a gravelly voice, dripping with evil, eminating from the dark
figure, "Darianne, my brother, so good to see you again, before you...DIE.
HeHeHeHe."  The dark being looks at Shekhinah and addresses her, "Puny
mortal, do you think you can protect my brother from ME?!  I have far more
power than you can ever dream of."

The dark figure advances, taking something from the folds of his black robe,
and raises it in his right hand.  It is  wicked looking black knife, whether
it is made from Obsidian or if it is black metal; cannot be told.   Shekhinah
looks past the dark being and exclaims, "Doctor O'Keefe thank goodness you're
h...Oh, My GOD!"  The light in the room gets brighter and you hear in a
musical, slightly crystalline, Irish voice, "Brother, you know you aren't
going to do it."

The black figure hisses, "Olorin!"  The knife clatters to the floor.  The
dark figure reaches into his robe, once again with his right hand, and takes
something else out of it, at the same time his left removes the hood covering
his features, and Shekhinah gasps.  The dark being spins around and you
glimpse the features of the dark elf for the first time.  The similarities
between THE Nexus and the elf are startling similar, as a matter of fact
almost identical.  The major differences are in the skin coloring, the dark
elf's color nearly makes Nex look pale in comparison; and in the scar that is
nonexistant on the dark elf's unblemished face, twisted in a look of pure
hatred.

Another elf, Olorin, with the hood of his white robe, trimmed in silver
already down, enters the picture.  His skin is so pale that he looks nearly
white in comparison to the dark elf.  The two elves are of the same height,
about 6' 11".   Then you realize that the dark elf's and Olorin's features
are EXACTLY identical, except for the skin color these two could be identical
twins.  Olorin speaks, "Vader, my twin, our nephew is not a challenge to you,
he's helpless."

The dark elf, now you know to be Vader, replies, "No, but you ARE!"  The last
is spoken as Vader raises his right arm, and a crystalline whine fills
the room.  Angry red-orange flame, with swirls of malevolent black, rises in
a column from his clenched hand.  Olorin reaches into his robe and pulls out
a crystal, that begins to hum.  Calm blue-white flame tinged with golden
tranquility, extend from the crystal.  Vader brings his flame down in a
slashing motion, and Olorin parries.  As the flames touch you heard the
crackling of a wood fire, with a crystalline ringing.  Energy arcs between
the
two combatants, but it seems at most a minor irritation.  In the background
you see the raven flutter down beside Nex's head from the headboard and run
its beak lightly over the side of Nex's face.

The two masters begin to dance as their flame-blades clash.  Grunts of
extertion come from both combatants, as each try to gain an advantage,
suddenly Vader breaks off and backs away a little, raising his left hand as
he does so.  Olorin's back is to the window on the same side of the bed as
Shekhinah's chair.  Olorin asks a bit of skepticism in his voice, "Brother
are you finally giving up?"  Vader replies derision in his, "Never!", as his
raised hand glows with blue light for a split second, before a very large
ball of
force flies from it into Olorin's chest.  Olorin flies back out of the
window, shattering the glass, and past the fire escape.  He screams as he
falls out of sight, "AHHHHHhhhhhhh...!"  The scream suddenly gets cut off.

Vader turns and walks over to the knife, evil laughter flowing from his
throat.  You hear the sound from the heart monitor again, it is the steady
beat of a healthy heart.
+++++Link Terminated at Source
+++++Automatic Timeout]<<<<<
        -- Freeline (Ain't no line/ Like a Free Line)

>>>>>[Sorry, mates about that last bit.  The bloody system went into
Automatic Timeout.  I think I've gotten around that, now.

+++++Continue Trideo Upload? Y

Vader has picked up the knife again, and looks at THE Nexus.  "Ah, today will
be a grand day.  First my twin dies, and now you will die, Darianne."  He
advances
on Shekhinah and Nex, raising the knife as he does so.  Shekhinah, knowing
that Vader will destroy her to get to Nex, stands resolutely between the dark
elf and his target.

A voice comes drifting fromoutside the shattered window, a musical voice,
"Brother, are you going to come down here or do I have to come back up
there?"

A snarl of rage escapes Vader's throat, "NO!  IT CAN'T BE!!!!!!"

Olorin's voice again floats up from the ground below the window, "Brother,
I'm waiting."

Vader throws the knife as he spins toward the window.  The knife flies
towards the bed, barely missing Shekhinah and lands in the pillow next to
Nex's ear.  Vader moves quickly to the shattered window, but as he steps out
onto the fire escape he addresses Shekhinah, "Tell my brother when he awakes
that when next we meet he shall die like his predecessors, by MY hand.
Should
you try to protect him; you, too, shall fall to me."

Vader disappears out of sight, before security personnel burst through the
door.
A burly human in light security armor ,with sergeant stripes, orders,
"Jefferson, get that knife!"

A dwarf walks over to the bed says to Shekhinah, "Excuse me, ma'am.", and
pulls the knife out of the pillow.  Meanwhile there is a deafening explosion
outside, and a stocky human goes over to the shattered window.

The sergeant bellows, "Pyle, what the hell do you think you're doing??!!"

The stocky human replies, "Well, gawlly Sergeant, Ah ain't seen nuthing like
this, since Ah left Mayberry!  Ah do believe that the perputrator(s) are
outside, and Ah tell y'all theys still be afightin'."

The sergeant orders, "Alright, we go outside, move it ya maggots!"

The officers double-time it out of the room.

+++++End Trideo upload

Well, there's some drone footage of the rest, but I seem to have misplaced
it.  I'll sign off look for it and then send the rest.]<<<<<
         -- Freeline (Ain't no line/ Like a Free line)

>>>>>[Found the drone coverage, mates!

+++++Begin Drone Footage

You see below you a street, with, surprisingly, no traffic whatsoever at this
time of day.  To your right is what you assume to be the clinic that houses
THE Nexus.  This is in an area with high affluency.  Coming from around the
corner to the right is the reddish-orange glow of a fire.  You fly towards
the glow, knowing you have to inspect it.

As you turn the corner, you see Olorin and Vader between the street and the
front doors
of the clinic.  They are, once again, locked in combat.  You see two
shimmerings surrounding them; the one around the dark being seemingly mutes
the light around him.  The shimmering around the white robed one seems
brighter than the surrounding light.  Electricity arcs where the two
shimmerings interact.  Near the
curb is the burning wreckage of a car, what type it is cannot be told.  You
can see that the combatants are speaking as they fight, but you are too far
away to hear the words.  You get closer and you begin to pick them up.

"....Why, brother? Why?" Olorin's voice asks, "Why did you betray our people?
Why?"

"Brother, you are foolish; those fools in charge couldn't keep things in
control." states Vader's.

"Things were peaceful, until you betrayed our homeland.  Our people were
prosperous, our order was well respected, YOU were respected.  But, now,
because of you, we are homeless, the vast majority of our family is dead,
there is still a schism between our people and the ones you aided.  So, why
did you do it?  Tell me the truth...it was for power wasn't it, since we
vowed to give up all political aspirations.  Brother, you didn't have to
start a war...you could have used your influence as leader of our order to
get what you wanted." Tears run down Olorin's face as he speaks, an
unutterable saddness in his voice.

"You have always been weak-willed, Olorin.  Too soft in the heart, and blind
to what was in your grasp." Vader states scathingly, "You failed to see the
true benefits of power...Brother it is still not too late to join with me and
aid me in bringing the world under control, together we can bring this world
into a new Golden Age."

"Brother, you fail to see that _I_ do NOT wish to control anyone, let alone
the entire world, I wish to help others learn."  Olorin replies.

Words stop as they concentrate more on their blades and movements.  Their
grace once again makes it seem they are dancing, rather than fighting.  Vader
slashes visciously at Olorin's face, who barely dodges the blow, and falls
back.  As this occurs the doors to the clinic burst open as the security
detachment from Nex's room exit the building, taking up cover positions.  A
slim human, dressed in light armor with fetishes and foci hanging from it,
suddenly falls back as if struck by some unseen force.  He stammers, as he
collapses in a whimpering heap, "F...F...F....Oh, God....Mommy!"

The sergeant yells, "Jackson?  JACKSON!  What the HELL is going on??!!!
DAMMIT, GET ME ANOTHER MAGE, ON THE DOUBLE!!!!!!  AND GET A PSYCHIATRIST!"

Vader addresses Olorin, "You are lucky this time brother, but next time you
WILL die."  He, then, disappears, only to reappear farther down the street.
As Vader ducks around a corner, the sergeant orders, "Get Him, boys!"

But as the security officers begin to move, Olorin's voice, with thunderous
authority, says, "NO!  You would not be able to catch him.  Even if you did,
you would fall to him like leaves before the wind.  Besides, it is not his
time, yet."

The officers look at Olorin and each other with bemusement in their eyes.
Olorin turns and begins walking towards the clinic, "Sergeant, if you need to
speak with me, I'll be in Mr. Og O'Brecon's room.  Oh, and check the people
within the area for any injuries.  As for your mage, he just saw something he
wasn't prepared for, it will pass in time."  The last is spoken as Olorin
enters the clinic.

+++++End Drone Footage]<<<<<
         -- Freeline (Ain't no line/ Like a Free Line)

>>>>>[As promised, mates, here's my comments.
First off, I have never seen anything like this before.  A mage throws up a
cocoon of energy, which I have NEVER seen any mage do.  By the way, who is
this Darianne person?  What is so important about him that someone would try
to take his life.  Why did one of those twins call this Darianne nephew,
while the other called him brother?  This is so confusing, can someone give
me an answer please?!]<<<<<
         -- Freeline (Ain't no line/ Like a Free Line)

>>>>>[+++++Begin Trideo Feed

You see the car being towed away.  You also see the clinic where Nex is being
housed, a 5th story window has been blown out of it.  You hear a viscious
snarling from your right.  A hick, amazingly, the same one that fished off of
Katana Industrial's Dock 17 in fall of 2054, is standing next to Steven
Stalker.

Steven Stalker begins speaking, "This is your Action News Reporter, Steven
Stalker, with all the news that is news.  I'm here at across the street from
a clinic here in an affluent area of Bellevue.  There seems to have been some
disturbance here, sir, did you see what happened?"

The hick replies, "Yeeea, Ah did, I was over there walking me dog," (camera
turns to the right focussing on the snapping features of a Cerberus Hound
tiedup about 50 yards away with steel cable)"when here he comes flying out
the window up there falling for all he was wurth.  Ah cried out to Ethel,
'DON'T LOOK, ETHEL!,' but it was tooo late.  She tripped right over the fire
hydrant, and got run over, by a Lone Star executive no less."

"Then what happened?" asks Steven.

"Well, ah high-tailed it around the corner not wanting to have to explain why
Ah was in this airiea of town.  And Ah hunkered down with me dog, until all
the commocean setteeled down.' replies the hick.

"Is that all?" queries Steven.

"Yee-ep!" states the hick.

"Well, next time be a little more observant." grumbles Steven.  He, then,
addresses the camera, "This has been Steven Stalker."

+++++End Trideo Feed]<<<<<
          -- KTAN News Agency (23:15:30 PDT/ 10:26:56)

>>>>>[  I just thought I should let everyone know that NB is doing okay.  We
got back from the surgery to replace his arm about a week ago, and he's been
doing well ever since.  ]<<<<<
        -- Trixie <10:42:00/10-27-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Markspansah
>>>>>[Whoa.....  Wait a tic here....  You mean...?  Uh, security is
really tight around my clinic.  It's a shadowclinic, afterall.  But I'll
meet you tonight at >>encrypted<<  and take you there myself.  I won't be
in my Hudson, but the truck.  Don't worry about it, just be on the NE
corner and I'll swing by at exactly 2100.  Please be aware that I'm not
going to take you there directly, but rather to a squat and then change
vehicles, and then you'll be in the back, where you can't see out.  My
clinic is what keeps me going, Mark, and I take no chances with it's
security.]<<<<<
        --  Action Jackson <12:12:24/10-27-56>

*****NOT TO:  Drake, InterPol
>>>>>[Ok, this is the last call to all you out there who are still
interested in a party.  It's at Dad's place this time.  If you've already
expressed an interest, there's no need to reply a second time.]<<<<<
        Diana, Mistress of the Night <12:29:43/10-27-56>

>>>>>[ +++++ Include Trideo Download +++++

Hidely ho there, everyone!  This is Charlie Fingers with the local news.

Late last night, several unknown individuals ambushed and hijacked a
tanker truck hauling liquified radioactive Tritium from Gaiatronics
headquarters in Seattle to thier fusion power facility out on the Olympic
Pennunsula.  No-one was harmed, but the company had this to say about the
hijacking:

"Whoever took that truck was well prepared, but also very professional.
They performed in a manner far removed from the terrorist attack on the
Redmond Nuclear Plant.  The four individuals successfully drew off the
escorts and then later called to tell Lone Star and Gaiatronics where the
two individuals who were driving the hijacked truck were located.  When
the driver and partner were found, they were bound and gagged, but
otherwise in good health and spirits."

Lone Star refused to comment on the hijacking and theft pending further
investigation.  They did say, however, that the truck had not been
recovered yet.....

+++++ End Trideo Download +++++ ]<<<<<
        --  Trideo Pirate <12:37:00/10-27-56>

*****PRIVATE:  Velli
>>>>>[The final shipment is en-route.  The material has been divided and
sealed in lined containers to limit chance of detection, but nevertheless
the containers and transport vehicles should be destroyed upon arrival in
A-M.  We will be tracking them through the entire trip and we have
escorts as well.  The final shipment should arrive in 2 weeks.]<<<<<
        --  Avatar <12:41:09/10-27-56>

+++++PRIVATE: Action Jackson
>>>>>[That will be adequate - Although it's quite sooner that I expected.
Never mind, I'll be able to work it into my schedule. You need not worry on
my behalf, I am quite familiar with stringent security procedures.
Just one thing. You made no reference to payment. Please specify mode and
quantity you may require. I have limited funds on such short notice, but
I may draw on more resources in a matter of a few weeks.]<<<<<
        -- Marksanspensah (13:21:45/10-27-56)

+++++PRIVATE: Gryphon
>>>>>[Oh, I've got your fraggin card, omae.
I know the score, but listen to this, and listen well: I ain't one of your
corp deckers and I'll never be. If may have to work for you, but I don't
have to lick your boots. Spit it out, whaddaya want?]<<<<<
        -- Goku (12:21:45/15-24-32)

*****NOT TO: Drake, Interpol
>>>>>[The entire Motley Crew, minus Nex will be there.]<<<<<
        -- Buzz (The one the Only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

*****NOT TO: Drake, Interpol
>>>>>[Oh, and there will be a small announcement at the party.]<<<<<
        -- Firefox (13:25:30 PDT/ 10:27:56)

*****NOT TO: Drake, Interpol
>>>>>[Don't tell us...you're going to have a...OOF! OW! OUCH! WATCH WHERE
YOU'RE SWINGING THA...ARGH!]<<<<<
        -- Shadow (13:27:30 PDT/ 10:27:56)

*****NOT TO: Drake, Interpol
>>>>>[Take THAT, and THAT, and THAT, and THAT...]<<<<<
        -- Firefox (13:28:30 PDT/ 10:27:56)

>>>>>[I have no knowledge of what sort of personal history the combatants in
the footage have, but the "magical cocoon" effect is nothing new.  Sculpting a
common magical barrier into such a shape requires nothing but artistry on the
part of the creator.  There are other, higher defensive powers which could also
appear in that form, but the protection the give is not normally visible to the
eye.  It goes without saying that both Olorin and Vader seem quite skillful
with their apparently-magical weapons.  What level of potency this actually
represents will remain a mystery until someone can examine them more closely...
]<<<<<
        --  Thelienista  <14:11:59 / 10-27-56>

*****NOT TO: Drake, Interpol
>>>>>[What the hey, it's a party!  I think me and the missus can swing
it.  And if Jayna can't make it, I'm always looking for a chance to get
minorly pissed.]<<<<<
        --Ripley <15:17:22/10-27-56>

>>>>>[Shee-it. That was a Cerberus hound that guy was taking 'walkies'
I'm surprised Lone Star didn't bring in a riot squad just for that - You
can't tame those puppies. Not unless you wanna lose a leg.

Then again, compared to all that other stuff going on, it probably was nothing
special. Jeez]<<<<<
        -- Beastly Boy (15:21:22/10-27-56)

>>>>>[I don't believe that anyone out there noticed my last notice so 
here I am again.

I repeat, Mr. Smiley is dead!!

Bring in the new Ms. Smiley 8:-)

Thank you for your support.]<<<<<
        --  Zelf the Worox <22:34:34/10-27-56>