>>>>>[We are both safe, and laying low for a little bit in St. Kitts, like
I said.]<<<<<
         -- Durandal <19:48:31/03-21-55>

>>>>>[All we can say is that Necromancer is still here.

***** Encrypt: Party Maniac (all except AJ)
And there's going to be a party over AJ's birthday.  Ask Diana.
***** Encrypt Ends

I'm pretty much doing nothing, after I got back from Chicago, but I got a
couple of runs coming down soon, anyway.  That's about all that's going
on, sorry to tell you, except for the fact that some people are dead and
some are missing.  Oh, and the Pope died, that's kindof interesting...but
I'm sure you figured that one out already, what with the media coverage of
the thing (how many times do we have to see the guy pull his gun?)]<<<<<
        --  Solonus <20:02:55/03-21-55>

>>>>>[Oh shit....]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <Hrrmm...>

>>>>>[Necromancer... I got some word on what's going on with Lauri and so
forth... I'm not free to talk about it over the net, but I would like to
help if at all possible... tell me what I can do... I really want to clear
this whole mess up... 

The whole team is ready to help... Lauri is a good friend of ours, and we
don't want to see any further problems develop. I can't believe it... I
really can't... why didn't she ask us for help? 

Dammit... I want some answers. Can anybody give me any more info at all
connected to this thing? I want to get to the bottom of this...
FAST!]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <On the rampage>

>>>>>[Jarred....I got a transmission with one of Durandal's encryption
schemes incoming to the Seattle RTG from the Caribbean League.  I can't
pinpoint the exact location, as the transmission was too short.  I'm
working on trying to figure out how he left the country.  My check of the
Sea-Tac databanks should be done by midnight.  The ice there is
horrible.]<<<<<
        - She-Devil <21:54:37/03-21-55>

>>>>>[Understood, Alex.  Thanks a mil.  If I can get into a satellite
soon, I will try and do a check of all incoming flights into the League. 
Can you help me with those guards at Chris'?]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <21:56:04/03-21-55>

>>>>>[I'm working on it, but it is awful hard to forge an AresArms order. 
If all goes at the current rate....I'd say I might be able to sneak you in
by tomorrow or early Wednesday.  I'va already got control of the locks,
it's just the guards you will have to worry about.]<<<<<
        - She-Devil <21:58:11/03-21-55>

>>>>>[I got it.  I hope I see you soon.]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <21:58:41/03-21-55>

>>>>>[Ded-boy, is it really a good idea to have a fixation on a mainframe? 
I mean, that's just a little strange....even for you.]<<<<<
        - Icepick <21:59:36/03-21-55>

>>>>>[Just keep outta my way, okay?]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <22:00:05/03-21-55> 

>>>>>[Colin?  Where are you lad?  What's going on?  Answer me, you
blighter!]<<<<<
        --Heather (23:23:23:3-21-55)

>>>>>[Hello, you have reached the Highlander residence.  This is his evil
twin Skippy.  I've disposed of the lad as step one in my plan for world
conquest. 

Just kidding.  I am actually only a smart frame programmed with some
simple answers to questions that might arise during my brief abence. I
will be away for a few days helping out a friend, but should be back very
soon.  All other information is classified, sorry, hope you
understand.]<<<<<
        --Highlander (23:25:45/3-21-55)

>>>>>[Classified?!  Classify this, you smart-ass.....]<<<<<
        --Heather (32:27:55/3-21-55)

>>>>>[Hello, you have reached--Halt!  Who goes the--I'm sorry, Dave, I
can't do that--Stop, Dave, I feel that.....Daisy, Daisy, Give me your
answer......]<<<<<
        --Highlander (23:30:10/3-21-55)

>>>>>[COLIN!!!!]<<<<<
        --Heather (23:32:54/3-21-55)

>>>>>[ Goes to show how much attention I pay to religion. Felinius always
taught me that the whole "God" schtick was something to avoid if at all
possible. Wonder if he went to Heaven or Hell in the end... probably Hell
knowing that ol' boy... ]<<<<<
                --  Warped Warlock <20:44:41/03-21-55>

>>>>>[ The more magically inclined catholics of the world are scouring the
upper metaplanes, looking for clues to what happened to the pope. 

The free spirit calling himself Malabrahim has already set in motion his:
Cult of Peter the Antipope, but then his cult of Ronald Reagan wasn't
really a success anyway. ]<<<<<
        -- Vilya <GMT 10:06:14/22-MAR-55>

>>>>>[Next time you wanna go tripping all over the fragging Caribbean, you
wanna leave me some notice?]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <07:41:34/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Ok, Coyote, I am a little in the dark here too.  I'll will send you
word over more....private channels, lets say, as soon as I can.  It's sort
of a long story....]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <07:45:34/03-22-55>

>>>>>[It's outside your jurisdiction, Coyote.  No offense, I really like
and respect you and your team, but I've got the situation under control. 
Just let us alone for a bit.]<<<<<
        -- Durandal <07:56:43/03-22-55>

>>>>>[I'll answer your questions.  Private Ares suborbital and corporate
aircraft.  And I gave you the passcode through to the mainframe.]<<<<<
        -- Durandal <07:58:10/03-22-55>

>>>>>[No.]<<<<<
        -- Durandal <08:00:32/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Frosty, sorry we got back late. Brick saw that road paved road and
decided to investigate.  You know how it is, Brick decides something and
it takes a Panzer to turn him around.  Anyway, it was a pyramid, about 150
m up the road.  There was some sort of security fence around the
perimeter, but I couldn't get a closer look.  Brick set off some kind of
motion detector and sicced a couple of beasties on us.  Made me wish I was
back home on my computer.  They looked liked cybered Piasmas or something.
We just ran for it, even Brick.  Maybe he isn't so stupid.]<<<<<
        -- Mercy <15:16:15 / 03-21-55>

>>>>>[Gawk and I went back to the Aztechnology Compound yesterday.  While
we were watching about 15 trucks with the logo "La Espada" drove by.  A
jeep also passed us.  In the back, you could make out a man handcuffed to
the roll bar. 

{Download espada.pix ...........
 Download aztechpris1.............}

I did a thurough check in the matrix, and came up with a little about the
"prisoner" He went by the streetname of Dancer.  He seemed to be a mildly
notorious decker.  He was arrested by Aztlan for grand theft.  (I believe
thats what the charge translates to) Dancer was turned over to
Aztechnology for trial and sentencing.  It seems he stole something from
them.  Aztechnology filed a report with the government saying that he
escaped yesterday afternoon. 

It seems that Dancer pissed off someone in Aztechnology and is being
hidden from his "Due Proccess" rights. (Not that they have any in Aztlan)

My guess is that this could be a sort of "correctional facility" for
Aztechnology.]<<<<<
        -- Frosty <10:57:55 / 03-22-55>

>>>>>[I just looked up dat Espada place in da directory.  It sez dat it is
a delivery company.  Dey specialize in large hardware.]<<<<<
        -- Gawk <10:58:33 / 03-22-55>

>>>>>[I forgot to ask, has anyone else found out anything at all??]<<<<<
        -- Frosty <10:59:44 / 03-22-55)

>>>>>[At Jimi's suggestion the Hellion is up and running if Johnson can
cover the ammo costs I can Level that facility.  The streets quiet as to
what kind of real defenses they have but I'm sure their not loaded for a
hungry Panzer. 

The world is my oyster and High explosives are the nut cracker]<<<<<
        -- PlagueRat <13:30:22/3-22-55>

>>>>>[Mav:  Did you pick up that last note I dropped you?]<<<<<
        -- Black Dog (13:50.25/03.22.55)

>>>>>[Dog:  I haven't gotten anything in the last two days... I'm going to
have 'Wraith take a quick look at the node. 

'Wraith:  You up to it?]<<<<<
        -- The Mav (13:52.17/03.22.55)

>>>>>[Allright, everyone out of the pool, I'm about to run the diags on
the node. 

[run Node Sweeper v. 6.8]

*****Node Sweeper Activated (13:55.05)
Allright, looking good... DREK!

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Tap detected(13:56.05)>>>>>Designate #1
Ok, following it back...  Oh boy, somebody really wanted to set up a quiet
tap. 

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Tap detected(13:59.51)>>>>>Designate #2
Drek, another one...

*****Encrypt: CyberWraith-DeathWarrant-Encode-Level(20362)-Spike to:The Mav*****
OK... Mav, I'm going to set up a new relay.  I'll take extra precautions to
conceal it, but I can't make any guarantees.
*****End Encrypt*****

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Origin found #2(14:04.21)>>>>>####LTG####>>>>>Store T2

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Tap Detected(14:06.10)>>>>>Designate #3

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working

Man this pisses me off.  Anybody have a cold mainframe I can score some time on?
Contact me at *****Encrypt Black Scorpion v.4***** Mackies *****End Encrypt*****

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Origin found #3(14:12.53)>>>>>####LTG####>>>>>Store T3

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Origin found #1(14:15.21)>>>>>####LTG####>>>>>Store T1

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>No other traces detected(14:16.22)

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Report(14:17.47)>>>>>Taps=3>>>>>Origins=3

[run Directory Lookup v. 4.7]
[enter T1, T2, T3]

*****Directory Lookup >>>>>Working

*****Encrypt:CyberWraith-DeathWarrant-Encode-Level(54278)-Spike to:Posse*****
OK guys, I found three seperate taps on our distribution node, I have a
frame looking them up right now.  The first one was easy to find because
of a high signal amplification at our node, but ran through a lot of nodes
to avoid detection.  The other two were a little more discreet at the
node, but easier to trace back.  I'll give you a report when I find out
who had the taps.]<<<<<
        -- CyberWraith (14:28.24/03.22.55)

>>>>>[Dammit Durandal, I an NOT going to leave you guys alone. You can
warn me off as much as you want, but I am not going to listen to you. I
wasn't around when Lauri really could've used our help, and I feel kinda
bad because of it. If I had been here, if WE had been here, we might have
been able to do SOMETHING. 

So don't tell me its out of my jurisdiction... just about the whole net is
at my fingertips, and if I can use my resources to help my friends out,
then I am going to do that. I don't care what you say, I want to do
SOMETHING. Even if I find out that there really ISN'T anything I can do,
at least I'll have tried. I am not going to give up before then. 

Necromancer, where have you been looking, and how can I help... if we have
more than one person working on this, we might find something that much
sooner. I don't know enough about this, so please give me a lead to
follow... I would really appreciate it...]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <Workin' Hard>

>>>>>[Just boppin' in ta say Hi Seattle, and where the frack's the party! 
We like it loud and we hate suits.  'Nuff said?]<<<<<
        -- Gabriel (15:02.00/03.22.55)

****Incoming SatLink Transmission
****Encrypt: Shiva Degradable: Coyote MPCP
>>>>>[Ok, Coyote....This is as much as I know.  Durandal offered to help
me with She-Devil, finding her a body of sorts, on his mainframe, and I
went over there, oh, musta been last week?  Anyway, when I got there,
Durandal opened the door and let me in.  He showed me his mainframe and as
I was setting up the rest of my stuff Lauri came downstairs.... 
      
I was quite surprised to say the least.  I was over there all that day
working on She-Devil and his mainframe, so I have no idea what went on the
rest of the day until I were finished, around 2200 hours. 
      
The rest of this is absolutely confidential.  Don't tell _anyone_ the rest
of this.  Essentially what Durandal has on his mainframe is a _real_ ghost
in the Matrix....with _everything_ but a body.  She-Devil is perhaps the
first AI....but I am not entirely sure what exactly she is.  Either way
she is very valuable....and that's why I think he left....I have a feeling
he told Ares and that's why they are watching his apartment.  I don't
know.  If you know anything more, tell me.  I don't want to worry
She-Devil, but if that is why Ares is there, I need to get her out ASAP. 
      
I am really sorry about Lauri....]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <14:48:34/03-22-55>

>>>>>[I should have it out to you ASAP.  I finally got inside Durandal's
apartment and now me and She-Devil are trying to dig up what we can. 
However, all these Ares guys are making me very nervous.]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <16:01:23/03-22-55>

>>>>[Coyote, admit it.  Admit it to yourself first -- whatever you wanted
between Lauri and yourself is not going to happen, at least not right now. 
If you hurt me you will hurt her.  I'm sorry, chummer, but that's the way
it is. One man's sorrow is another man's joy: I've lived with that all my
life 'cept twice.  I wish there was something I could do to take the edge
off of it, but obviously there isn't. 

And what were you going to do?  Come in with guns blazing against about
200 seasoned mercs?  I don't think so.  I didn't see a matrix uplink in
the entire place, so your decking skills are useless.  Quit fooling
yourself, for your own sake.]<<<<<
        -- Durandal, Ares Macrotechnology <16:44:52/03-22-55>

*****Black Death Systems Decryption Process Activated: DNL Ares Defense
*****  Computing Systems Activated:
*****    Para1: Secure, Unable to Decrypt
*****    Para2: Secure, Unable to Decrypt
*****    Para3: Working...Done.
*****Encrypt Silver Shield, Necromancer/Coyote MPCP
>>>>>[Necromancer, of all people.  The security team is there because when
I see the person who I love walk through my door wearing a bloody dress
and carrying an empty revolver, and tells me that she was framed, I'm
going to hit my security switch.  The team is there right now to secure my
house, you drekker, so 'Raku doesn't go through it all. 

I thought I was doing you a fragging favor by letting you ressurect
She-Devil.  I guess you don't believe in doing favors, eh?  So now I have
to run Black Death on a message and tear it to shreds, and I only get bits
of the third paragraph.  What is this? 

Frag you all.  I'm out of here, maybe I'll be back in a few years when
people are willing to respect their friends, eh?]<<<<<
        -- Durandal <17:26:00/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Hey guys, something interesting has turned up in my
investigations... I can't really talk about it over an open channel, so
here comes an encryption scheme... 

*****CoyotEncrypt V4.2 : Durandal Laurissa*****
I was digging in the 'Raku files about the attack (don't worry, I'm being
careful) and comparing them to Police reports on the same attack and have
found a few discrepancies... nothing concrete yet, but it might be
evidence of a cover up, or something like that... I could be wrong... I
need to call in a couple of favors to verify it... so don't get your hopes
up. I just thought I'd give you a status report on how things were coming
along. 
*****End Encrypt*****

Necromancer, what you sent me really sounds interesting... I don't know if
it is connected at all with what I'm researching, but hell, I have try to
have a couple of projects going at once... keeps me from getting bored...
keep me updated as to what you find regarding your research, and I'll do
some investigating of my own. Talk to you later...]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <Back to Work>

>>>>>[Oh... Widow... could you do me a REALLY big favor? You might not be
thrilled, but it could help out Lauri and Durandal...]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <Please?>

>>>>>[*Sigh* I suppose... what is it Coyote?]<<<<<
        -- Widow <18:59:04/03-22-55>

>>>>>[I know you have some old contacts back at... erm... THAT place... I
was wondering if you could talk to them, and find out some stuff about...
uh... Lauri's problem? I can't rely just on hard data here... I need some
more personal information.... verification of certain details that could
be important...]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <Pretty Please?>

>>>>>[WHAT? Matt! How could you ask me to do that? For cryin' out loud, I
haven't talked to those people in years... and most of them are not in any
position to have access to the information you need. What do you expect
from me? Miracles?]<<<<<
        -- Widow <19:02:15/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Well... I give them to you guys all the time, right?]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <Pretty Please with sugar on top?>

>>>>>[*Sigh* All right Coyote... I'll do what I can. No promises
though.... of ANY kind.]<<<<<
        -- Widow <19:03:27/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Thanks Wid... you're wiz...]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <All right!>

>>>>>[I know.]<<<<<
        -- Widow <19:04:15/03-22-55>

*****Encrypt:CyberWraith-DeathWarrant-Encode-Level(103294)-Spike to:Posse*****
>>>>>[I hate to say it gents, but the Star, Ares, _and_ MCT had taps on
our node, and I can't really tell you for how long.  They were really
discreet so there was little loss of signal strength even with multiple
taps.  I think that we have been incredibly lucky so far, but we _have_
been compromised.  My suggestion is that we re-establish our link with the
matrix in a new way.  I'm developing the theory right now, and will
incorporate a continuous monitoring program, but it will take me another
two to three days to find the right way to set up the link, and to
reallocate the nodes and swap datalines.  We are going to be down for the
next four days, like it or not, starting at 2300 tonight.  I'm also going
to disable the T/D stamps until we're back up. 
[run Node Sweeper]
[run When?/Where?] ]<<<<<
        -- CyberWraith (T/D disabled)

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected
*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected
*****Encrypt:VengTech-ShortSword v. 20.4*****
>>>>>[OK guys, you heard it!  The node crashes in 3.  If you have anything
you need to get out do it now, otherwise, tough luck. 

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected

Anyway, I think I may be able to pursuade Mr. A into letting us use a
sub-node on his drop. 

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected

I'll get in contact with everybody on the phone.

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected

*****End Encrypt*****

OK, anybody who has business with or for the Posse can leave it at Mackies
in Redmond, at this address ####LTG####.]<<<<<
        -- The Mav (T/D disabled)

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected
*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected
>>>>>[Read and understood.]<<<<<
        -- Damn Yankee (T/D disabled)

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected
>>>>>[Ditto.]<<<<<
        -- Black Dog (T/D disabled)

*****Node Sweeper >>>>>Working >>>>>No Trace Detected
>>>>>[All the more reason to go hunting, right Mav?]<<<<<
        -- The Extremist (T/D disabled)

>>>>>[Pride cometh before the fall, Durandal...]<<<<<
        --  Machiavelli(21:31:52/03-22-55)

****Encrypt Necromancer's Folly v1.0 Durandal MPCP
>>>>>[Look, you son of a slitch, She-Devil know what I've been doing for
the past three years and I couldn't care less what she thinks. 
      
If you don't want me to recruit people to help find you, then tell me
where the hell you are going next time.  I could care less what you and
Lauri want to do, or what Coyote wants to do, but dammit, I don't like you
bugging out and not giving me any indication when I can get in to see
She-Devil.  Put that in your pipe and smoke it.]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <20:36:07/03-22-55>

>>>>>[I didn't count 200, Durandal....lemme see....hang on a sec....]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <20:41:58/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Oh, give it up, Jer....]<<<<<
        - She-Devil <20:42:35>

>>>>>[I only count a platoon, Durandal....Kinda hard to fit 5 platoons in
your tinsy apartment and the surrounding building.  Ok, Alex, lets try
that NBS hack again and see if we can do it right this time.]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <20:44:16/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Jesus fragging Christ!  What the hell happened to her?  You wanna
fill me in on the details here before I make anymore "stupid" remarks? 
Look, I had your and Lauri's best interests at heart when I told Coyote. 
I'll buy you a new fragging mainframe when I get the cash and I'll move
this one over to....well, maybe not. 
      
Get yer butt back over here so we can straighten this drek out before
something _really_ fragged in the head happens.]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <20:50:13/03-22-55>

>>>>>[I'll keep you posted, Coyote....Do you know anything more about this
than I do?  I'm kinda lost over here....how does Renraku tie into all
this? Does it have anything to do with Lauri playing hockey?  On the other
hand.... I've heard Renraku was working on experimental expert systems and
might of even developed an AI....maybe there is more to this than we
originally thought. I see what I can dig up in the Arcology, I have a
contact in the Special Projects Division that owes me a favor....]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <20:55:36/03-22-55>

>>>>>[I just sent in an order for the Ares squad to return to squadron HQ.
Happy now?]<<<<<
        -- Durandal <21:07:34/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Tell me what the hell you're doing, please, in extreme detail.  Oh
well, here comes an encrypt. *****Encrypt Stars of Fire Coyote Widow

I'm an "independent consultant" for Ares Macrotech.  You run on Ares,
bring me along, because if you get caught, you're instantly free and will
be paid for the completion of your run.  As such, I get Ares corporate
protection, both a blessing and a curse.  So that's why the guards have
been hanging around, not because of She-Devil.  I don't trust Ares _that_
much, and I'd rather not risk my life over Necromancer's pet-project. 

Second, I need to know what you're doing, so I don't bump into stuff in
the wrong place. 

Take care of yourselves, sorry if I blew up at you there.
*****End Encrypt

Watch for the sun that sets golden.]<<<<<
        -- Durandal <21:15:28/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Well, there goes most of my toys.  All down the drain...oh well. 
For those of you who haven't quite figured out yet, most of what I've got
right now has suddenly vanished.  Ah, confiscated, in sorts.  Let's just
say that most of what I took from Ares when I left got taken back.  Oops. 
And an enterprising little decker trashed out most of my accounts.  I've
got enough to maintain my life style, but please don't ask me to pull any
serious favors for a long, long while.  As I said, no more fun toys. 

Oh, and I've decided I'm going to move, but I'm not sure where to yet.  I
will deal with that if/when I get back into Seattle. 

That's life in the Shadows, I suppose...]<<<<<
        -- Durandal <21:21:46/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Durandal, you are a true bastard... why would you think that my
motices for helping out Lauri were anything but friendship? Nothing ever
happened between us, and that's fine by me, but don't go telling me what
my motives are. I'm not into martyrdom. I'm not about to try pulling her
out of wherever she is. I may be young, but I ain't stupid. Really. 

What I do want to know is WHY Mrs. McClure was killed. I want to work on
the problem from this end, not try to be a hero. I am not going to let up,
unless it really turns out that there isn't anything I can do. 

Lauri was a member of our team, for however short a time that was, and was
a friend. I stand by my friends. If you'll recall, I went to help out a
friend of Widow's last week, even though I didn't know them personally.
Widow needed all of our help, and we gave it. I had respect for you,
Durandal, but that is rapidly deteriorating. It seems to me that your
motives for warning me off are a little suspect themselves... I'm not
saying any more, but that's what I think... 

Oh, and another thing... what are you doing back with Ares? I thought you
had left them chummer? If I recall, we went in there to destroy your
on-file trissue sample. What was the point of doing that if you just went
back to them? I really don't get it. I really don't get you at all,
Durandal. Not at all. Stop telling me what to do with my time, and you
just sit in your little fortress, surrounded by your milspec friends and
shout orders. I ain't hering them. I'm Shadows born and bred, and have
little respect for people like you. Don't aggravate a bad situation. I
don't want to hurt Lauri any more than you do.]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <Stay out of it>

*****Encrypt - Party all night long: Diana
>>>>>[ Diana, include Craig and myself.]<<<<<
        -- Spirit <of the matrix>

*****Encrypt - Dance Fever:  Diana
>>>>>[ Well, Ah guess since Ah'm finally back from Germany, you can count
me in Diana.]<<<<<
        -- Circuit Breaker <needs a T/D stamp>

>>>>>[Necromancer.... I think we're working on two separate projects
here... I wish I could say more right now, but I don't trust this board,
even with encrypts... I'll contact you over a more secure channel shortly,
and fill you in then...]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <Things are happenin'>

***** Roxey, I have been pondering your question about the effects of a
mana spike on an un-born child.  Though telling you the truth cause
distress, it is better than falsehood.  It can honestly be said that a
severe mana spike will only effect un-born children less than 1% of the
time, unfortuanately that less than 1% consists of children with a high
magical attunement.  There is a possibility for magical potential in any
child, whether their parents are active or not, though the parents being
active greatly increases the chance of the children being active also. 
Since you are active and the father is also, your child has a good chance
of being active.  the results of a severe mana spike on a child with
potential magical attunement are unfortuanely severe.  In most instances
the child will be killed from the excess mana of the spike, if the child
lives, it will probably suffer from various physical disorders.  There is
a very small chance of good outcome in the form of the child being normal
except for not being magically active.  Yes, there is chance of nothing
happening at all to the child, but it is very slim. 

There is something else you should know, everything that you went through
in your ordeal could hardly be considered a severe mana spike, possibly
the first one could be considered that, but not the fluctuations your went
through nor what happened after.  I trully am sorry.*****
        -- Nightfox <N'Ralan Filox>

>>>>>[ N'Ralan, you do know that there are instances where were the
children in severe or worse mana spikes have turned out to be more than
normal.]<<<<<
        -- Seraphy <22:39:44/03-22-54>

***** Of the two and one other occurances that you and I know of, not one
of them can hardly be considered normal instances. *****
        -- Nightfox <N'Ralan Filox>

>>>>>[ Neither can this one.]<<<<<
        -- Seraphy <22:50:24/03-22-54>

***** Neither of them resemble the current situation in anything but the
occurance of mana spike, the initial and contributing factors from any of
the occurances are not there either, also extreme fluctuations would not
be helpful in anyway.  I personally do not see much if any hope *****
        -- Nightfox <N'Ralan Filox>

>>>>>[Would you please stop arguing and fighting?  It's not solving
anything.  There are enough problems without everybody fighting it out.
Rather than fight, could one of you tell me if Renraku is still looking
for me?]<<<<<
        -- Laurissa <00:50:12, 03-23-55>

>>>>>[ Necromancer, you speak like a typical non-believer who doesn't
bother to research before making assertions about the Church. ]<<<<<
        -- Raven the Mage <22:40:01/03-22-55>

>>>>>[ I think that is enough, Raven.  There's no point getting in an
argument with a man who's only real talent is in bitching. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <22:42:44/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Aww geez.... now I feel kinda bad... Durandal, there has been kindof
a misunderstanding between us, and I really regret it... I thought that
you were telling me not to get involved at all, and I went into a rage
because I thought you were being a scuzz. You thought that I was going to
come flying down and pull Lauri away from you, and didn't want that to
happen... 

So I'm sorry... I honestly just want to try and get to the bottom of this
mystery... Lauri can do what she wants, but I don't want her to have to do
it while being hunted by a corp, especially Raku.... I got carried away,
and kinda regret it now... just don't get all bent out of shape, OK? If
you;ve got problems, ask for help, don't try and handle them all by
yourself. OK? 

It's partly because I came back and everything seemed to have blown up,
with things going on that I didn't know about... I don't like not knowing,
especially when it involves friends. Again, I apolagize for being such a
tempermental schmuck. Hope everything works out for you.]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <Back to Work>

>>>>>[ Hotel, Frosty? Christ... the Gulag didn't have as many soldiers! At
any rate, I managed to do surveillance without being recognized. I posed
as a flower delivery boy, and after arguing with the desk clerk for
half-an-hour (frag, I have to learn Spanish someday) managed to scout out
the place. I think it's obvious that this hotel is truly for the Rich and
Famous and Paranoid.... 
       
To begin with: In the lobby there were 6 well-dressed goons, carrying
"concealed" handguns (of what make and model they were I couldn't tell ya
because I gave them no reason to use them). When I was leaving I noticed 6
different guards, so I think they change posts every hour or so. In
addition, the lobby was lousy with security cameras, and weapon scanners
over the doorways. 
       
In the hallways it was more of the same: cameras, scanners, blast-proof
doors, and _personal_ security outside every occupied room. 
       
Hirisoto's room is on the eighth floor, and I believe it's three windows
in from the left end of the building. Might I add that those windows are
bulletproof? 
       
When I finally got the flowers up to Hirisoto's room, his guards (mucho
cybered... some of the chrome I didn't even recognize) thoroughly examined
them (for bugs, explosives, etc.) and brought them into the room. 
       
The elevators seem to be a weak link... security cameras, yes, but I
noticed ceiling panels that could easily be removed, giving us access to
air vents. If they actually take the time to guard the air vents with
motion detectors or something is beyond me, but it might be an easy way to
get to Hirisoto. 
       
Speaking of the elevators, I took one to the roof (yes... they go directly
to the roof for easy access to the helipad), and was met by 5 hotel
security guards with heavy weapons, who were none too pleased at my
presence. I said that I had pressed the wrong button, they bought it, and
escorted me out of the hotel at gunpoint (service with a smile... gotta
love it...) ]<<<<<
                --  Warped Warlock <12:02:24/03-22-55>

>>>>>[Gawd, back to sunny Seattle again. PH, if your about and not 'up' to
anything, how's about getting blasted with me tonight a Polish's place.
I've got to say goodbye to an friend properly. I promised Phoenix a drink
of real beer, *sigh* well I'll drink one for you old son tonight and
tomorrow, well that's .... tomorrow.]<<<<<
        -WHAT(12:32:30/3-23-55)

>>>>>[Apology accepted.  Thanks.]<<<<<
        -- Durandal <07:29:25/03-22-55>

>>>>>[I don't smoke, and if I had a half-a-chance, I would've told
you.]<<<<<
          -- Durandal <07:31:59/03-23-55>

>>>>>[I meant at St. Kitts, Jer...and anways, I'm probably going to be
leaving here fairly soon.  I don't know where I'm going to go yet.]<<<<<
         -- Durandal <07:34:50/03-23-55>

>>>>>[If I knew all the details, I'd tell you.  I don't know what's
happening anymore.]<<<<<
         -- Durandal <07:35:43/03-23-55>

>>>>>[O.K., Brick, see that plug on the end of the deck?  Just put it in
the helmet.  Got it?  Now, turn the switch on and you can talk by typing
on the console there.]<<<<<
        -- Mercy <10:02:47 / 03-23-55>

>>>>>[Heh!  This is cool.  What's all those lights?  Everything is kind of
slow here.  Jeez, bro, you look funny.  Are you supposed to be that lady
of justice or somethin'?]<<<<<
        -- Brick <10:06:35 / 03-23-55>

>>>>>[Yeah, Brick, that's the point.  Everything is slow to you because
you aren't cybernetically connected to the desk.  If you had the guts to
jack in like the rest of us, everything would flow more smoothly for you.
Also, you should get a small deck of your own instead of sharing
mine]<<<<<
        -- Mercy <10:08:58 / 03-23-55>

>>>>>[Don't you ever call be a coward again, Mercy.  I've seen what the
Matrix did to your head.  I'll stay in the world of guns and violence. 
Its easier to understand.]<<<<<
        -- Brick <10:11:30 / 03-23-55>

>>>>>[Well, down to business.  Be quiet for awhile, Brick.  Frosty, I
looked into the correctional facility thing that you found out in the
jungle.  It seems that Aztechnology has a problem with "escaping"
prisoners.  Whenever a runner or something burns the big boys, Aztech
somehow loses them.  From what I could find, most never show up alive.  My
guess is that they are all shipped down to this place in the jungle.]<<<<<
        -- Mercy <10:15:07 / 03-23-55> 

>>>>>[My turn now?  Uh, I don't do this matrix stuff.  I just asked a
couple people downtown.  Not many knew about this Espada delivery company. 
They get jobs from other companies to deliver stuff.  This is what some
guy told me.  Why doesn't someone just call them up?]<<<<<
        -- Brick <10:18:17 / 03-23-55>

>>>>>[That's all we came up with.  Frosty, we should see if there is a way
to find out who is being kept in that prison.  I doubt if they are linked
to the matrix, but I haven't scouted around too much.  I'll ask around. 
Now Brick, turn off the helmet and unplug the jack.  If you ever need to
use this, just do what I told you before.]<<<<<
        -- Mercy <10:20:50 / 03-23-55>

>>>>>[Thank you, N'Ralan.  Luckily, I have not miscarried and the doctor
has not noticed anything unusual on the ultrasound.  But this doesn't mean
some- thing isn't wrong.  Actually, my daughter's development(from the
ultrasound) has accelerated rapidly and I fear she may be born premature. 
I wish I could have DragonEyes look me over.  He'd have a better chance of
understanding what was going on than I do...}I am sorry, but this has Rox
very upset, so I took over.  The child looks normal, but as I have never
seen the aura of a healthy developing baby, I could far too easily be
totally wrong.  Well, Rox needs some comforting.  Max signing
off...{]<<<<<
        --  Foxey Roxey(10:33:48/03-23-55)

>>>>>[Good idea, Nightstalker.  Get EVERYONE to stop arguing with
Necromancer. 

It's just not worth wasting your time with it, trust me.  He's VERY close-
minded, and seems to be a little homicidal at times too... 

That's why I only bait him now, I don't argue with him.]<<<<<
        --  Solonus <10:34:45/03-23-55>

>>>>>[Basilisk hier.  More info on our friday night target.  I have
secured a back door into the system, and am ready to wreak havok with
these Arschloecher.  I have acquired a secure site from where i can be
decking, so i am ready to go.  Bis Bald.]<<<<<
        -- Basilisk <18:46:38 GMT/23. Maerz 55>

>>>>>[ Sounds like a cozy little place that you guys are describing.
Between my last run and this one, I guarantee that Aztech has a cell there
with my name on it... ]<<<<<
                 --  Warped Warlock <13:20:34/03-23-55>

>>>>>[ If they don't just execute you on the spot... ]<<<<<
                 --  Silicon Saboteur <HeyJoe/WhereYouGonnaRunToNow?>

>>>>>[ Now, now... what kind of backwards country do you take Atzlan to
be? They _might_ be civilized enough to give me a fixed trial before
executing me. 
       
Then again, you're probably right. ]<<<<<
                 --  Warped Warlock <13:26:37/03-23-55>

>>>>>[Testing, testing... Anybody copy this post?]<<<<<
        -- FireJack  <15:37:45/03-23-55>

>>>>>[No, we didn't recieve your post saying that you were testing, and
asking if we revceived it... <slap forehead with hand>

Any particular reason you're posting this, or are you new?]<<<<<
        --  Solonus <17:04:34/03-23-55>

>>>>>[Of course we copy this post, FireJack.  If you have something to
say, say it, if not, take your tests somewhere else.]<<<<<
        -- CyberWraith (T/D disabled)

>>>>>['Wraith, any prognosis on when you'll have the new relay in
place?]<<<<<
        -- The Extremist (T/D disabled)

>>>>>[Not going to even guess, X.  I'd say by tomorrow, at the
earliest.]<<<<<
        -- CyberWraith (T/D disabled)

>>>>>[Message received.  What's up?]<<<<<
        -- Rattler <18:03:15/03-23-55>

>>>>>[Sorry, chummers, but what else wuz I gonna put in a test post?  Had
to make sure someone out there wuz receiving - my first few trys were
bounced back; might've been those taps you found. Now that I know I've got
a good feed, my apologies for taking up your time.  I can see you have
more important things to do than deal with a newbie.  If you ever need an
extra hand, feel free to look me up.]<<<<<
        -- FireJack  <17:44:31/05-23-55>

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>>>>>[Be advised-Team: Toys 'R Us going emcon, net silent, and radio
silent starting NLT DTG 03/17/55/00/00/01 hrs local. Return to service
TBA. All inquiries shoud be forwarded to DATA HOLD-Stormhaven.<<<<<
        --Flatliner <Atropine/50ccIVP>

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>>>>>Audio/Visual/Sensoral Reconnisence/Surveilance Report for
03/18/55/00/00/01hrs (L). 24 Hour Duration Packet 100 %
complete.Downloaded from SAT/RECON/CONDOR LDSD-23, stored local, retrans
via Shadowland to StormHaven. 

Surveilance Subject: Knight Errant
Surveilance Goals: To find, fix, and fry hostile antagonists
Surveilence Opperation: 001010
Billing To: 'Customer 001010'

Flatliner, here's the first of the reports.  Go ahead and evaluate data in
accordance with Opp-Plan 1 Alpha. Need eval by NLT 12:00:01 hrs (L). Next
download will be in 24 hours.]<<<<<
	-- Edge...

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>>>>>Edge (God's I hate this medium, butt with this type of mass computer
aided surveilance it necessary), the data pack was received very well.
After 8 hours of evaluation ParaGod and I have the following to report:
Guard Shifts were in accordance with their posted scheduals (The ones I
lifted off their MainFrame). The amount of trafick for the period was
substantialy larger than their security contracts would account for. As a
matter of fact it's up some 16.3% or (256 persons). Their EMAG was hell 'n
gone also.  What ever the reason they're dam busy.<<<<<
        --Flatliner <Atropine/50ccIVP>

*****DELAYED TRANSMISSION-INIT DTG=03/18/55/15/45/35hrs*****
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*****TO:FIELD SURVEILANCE TEAM DELTA-SAVOY*****
*****STANDARD COUNTERMEASURES AND TRANSMISSION RELAY*****
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>>>>>Edge, this is from Paragod: You asked me to check on the number of
injuries in the past two weeks.  Mind findings are; 
        1) 118 Level III Trauma Patients
                A)Mechanism of injuries: lacerations and other low level
                                         trauma mostly caused by weapon/
                                         ammunition failures.
                B)Persons injuried: Corporate Security Force Members
                                    Metroplex Guard Members
                                    Indiginous Populace
                                    Lone Star opperatives
                                    Doc Wagon Employes
                C)Mortality Rate: 0.3% of 1%
        2) 187 Level II Trauma Patients:
                A)Mechanism of Injuries: Accidental Discharges
                                         Weapons Failures
                                         Ordinance Problems
                B)Persons injuried: As Above
                C)Mortality Rate: 27%
        3) 205 Level I Trauma Patients:
                A)Mechanism Of Injuries: As Above with Catastrophic
                                         weapons failures
                B)Persons Injuried: as above with a higher rate of
                                    incidence for Lone Star personell
                                    (Some 15% Higher)
                C)Mortality Rate:38.567%

Looks real coincidental to me. I think you're right about the main target
of the bollebeaned ammo and bogus parts.  Their were two cases of note
that did not make the news. 

        1)A 100 liter can of what was supposed to be Breakfree CLP was in
          fact a bottled toxic deamon. When the oppened the drum it
          attacked killing some 27 persons and wounding another 37.

        2)The other was a batch of inert gas cartridges that the Metroplex
          Guard was using in a training scenario up at Fort Lewis. Can you
          guess? Yep Sarin 12 Nerve Gas.

That's it for now. More Later.<<<<<
        --Flatliner <Atropine/50 ccIVP>

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>>>>>Audio/Visual/Sensoral Reconnisence/Surveilence Report for
03/19/55/00/00/00 hrs (L) to 03/20/55/00/00/00 hrs (L). 2x24 hour
durration packet 100 % complete. Downloaded from SAT/RECON/CONDOR LDSD-23,
Stored localy, retrans via Shadowland to StormHaven.

Surveilence Subject:Knight Errant
Surveilence Goals: To find, fix and fry hostile antagonists
Surveilence Opperation: 001010
Billing to 'Customer' 001010
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>>>>>EDGE this is from Larry and GunBunny; Hey boss we followed the 4
GMC-Nissan Hover's like you ordered. They left the downtown K-E office and
headed out to the Berrens, like you thought.  After playing around for
half an hour they ended up at a large abandon wearhous complex.  It looked
decrepit from the outside but Thermo depicted a signature the indicated
some thermal masking and recent construction. We observed for 6 hours and
then leftt to make this report. We will return and continue surveilenc. 

Results: It's a pretty good bet that this is the facility that is
producing the bad ammo.They seem to be using Go-Gangers to bring the stuff
in. Definatly a priority target if we go to phase four. 

Edge, I also found out that the Accounting department at the Down Town
office of K-E had a 250,000=Y= Disbursment. Very Scarry<<<<<
        --Flatliner <Atropine/50cc IVP>

*****DELAYED TRANSMISSION-INIT DTG=03/22/55/14/56/24hrs (L)*****
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*****TO DATA-HOLD StormHaven Via Shadowland*****
*****STANDARD COUNTERMEASURES AND TRANSMISSION RELAY*****
*****PATH LOCATED*****
*****SENDING*****

*****BEGIN MESSAGE*****
>>>>>Flatliner, put this eval in with the rest of the tactical data base
you are assimalating on K-E. It provides the magical rrecon of the
DownTown and Berrens Sites. *****DOWNLOAD Gythyanki 25367****<<<<<
        --TRYPTIC <WhoNeedFireSupport>

>>>>>Rattler, contact me at *****Location***** NLT *****DTG***** for a
possible One Person Run<<<<<
        --Flatliner <Atropine/50cc IVP)

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>>>>>Audio/Visual/Sensoral Recconisence/Surveilence Report for
03/21/55/00/00/01 hrs (L) to 03/23/55/00/00/01 hrs (L) 3x24 hour durration
packet 100 % complete. Downloaded from SAT/RECON/CONDOR LDSD-23, Stored
localy, retrans via Shadowland to StormHaven.

Surveilence Subject: Knight Errant
Surveilence Goals: Find Fix Fry Hostile antagonists
Surveilence Opperation: 001010
Billing to 'Customer'001010
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>>>>>[ Hello something going on with Knight Errant I see ... alot of junk
been dumped on the list.  Still what the frag, I guess there maybe some
money in it for me ... he he he]<<<<<
        -I.B.A. (**:**:**/**.**.**)

>>>>>[Roger that...haven't done anything interesting in a while.]<<<<<
        -- Rattler <05:11:34/03-24-55>

>>>>>[No problem, chummer.  Just wondering why you were doing it. 

And don't worry about taking up our time too much while you're on here. 
Just don't do test posts, unless you explain why you need the
test...]<<<<<
        --  Solonus <07:50:24/03-24-55>

>>>>>[Well, gentlemen, I see everyone is ready to go.  Lets meet Thursday
night at *****Encrypt The_Spider_Bites: Location***** at 20:00 to go over
the plans, then get ready to party.]<<<<<
        -- The Jeweler </03-23-55>

>>>>>[FireJack:  Slide down to Mackies in Redmond tonight, we can have a
couple of brews and talk about what you can do.]<<<<<
        -- CyberWraith (T/D disabled)

>>>>>[Will do, CyberWraith.  See you there.]<<<<<
        -- FireJack  (10:26:25/03-24-55)

>>>>>[ The growth rate has accelerated?  That doesn't sound good.  Right
now I'm in my 8th month with the twins, while you haven't been pregnant
half that long. Roxey, I really think that you and I should get together
soon and talk, I'm also just an expectant mother to be, but it would
probably be good to talk to someone who understands.]<<<<<
        -- Spirit <of the matrix>

*****Encrypt Party all night long :  Diana  Roxey
>>>>>[ Diana, Kichanski and Lister have said that they will be coming. 
Claw says that he might attend and Sheena wants to know if she could do a
little surprise musical performance.  She says that might will even sing
one or two of her new songs that not even her team mates have heard yet. 

Roxey, the party will probably be a descent time to talk, since it would
be the easiest way to get together.]<<<<<
        -- Spirit <of the matrix>

>>>>>[Renraku issued a warrant today for the arrest of Christopher
Tarleton for complicity in the recent murder of a Renraku corporate
vice-president.  He was reported to stand 6'1" tall, with dark brown hair
and hazel eyes.  Renraku is offering a bounty of 25,000Y for information
leading to his arrest.  Renraku can be contacted at <LTG>.]<<<<<
          -- Seattle Newsfeed <18:00:00/03-24-55>

>>>>>[*crackle as coffee hits his deck* Jesus, Durandal.  You are not
doing to good at the moment....However, I have a feeling Renraku will, uh,
forget what you look like if all goes well. 
      
Unless of course you were framed too, in which case it would appear that
Renraku has something against you and Lauri something fierce. 
      
By the way, I'm gonna move your mainframe over to my apartment <it should
fit somewhere>.  The fact that these AresArms guys are watching over my
shoulder while I crack into their trideo network's satellite makes me just
a bitnervous.  I'll pay you back later.  Really. 
      
Alex, standby to go offline for a bit.  I'll have to shut off most of your
higher functions or the battery I cooked up will die pretty damn quick.
Hang on.]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <22:02:23/03-24-55>

>>>>>[Hanging, Jer.  ****LINK TERMINATED****]<<<<<
        - She-Devil <22:03:11/03-24-55>

>>>>>[ Well Highlander all rested up now after that little jaunt to Atzlan
? He he, I didn't realise that you had such a soft spot for SpotOn,
strange I hadn't noticed it when we were in the Caribbean, but ahh.... of
course then you had Cerise hovering around to keep and eye on you. 

Well for the benefit of our damsel in distress's friends we can inform you
all that we have recovered one SpotOn.  She was in a bad way it seems when
she first did her dash across the border but a word with Speed who had a
word with some of his contacts soon got things flowing.  Oh if any of you
ever need rapid and discreet transport down to the Atzlan border I can
recommend Speed.  Ha, he told me not to mention his name, still a little
bit more street rep won't hurt him. 

The journey down was fairly uneventful, we skirted the Tir lands, no point
in taking extra risks when we didn't need them.  Still the journey through
NAN lands was more than interesting dodging patrols here and doging
patrols there. Stopped off in Denver to refuel and meet some of the Denver
crew then onward to the Atzlan border. 

The journey back was much the same except we had to use a little fire
power to scare off one of the more persistent patrols, no casualties
though on either side, a thouroughly proffesional run in fact. 

As to how well SpotOn is, she's still recuperating back at Highlander's,
who's trying to find ways to improve the security after my little visit to
him, don't worry Highlander I'll always find a way in :).  Highlander is
busy with some chips that SpotOn had. 

Oh, one last thing, it appears that Nodefaerie is dead SpotOn was still a
little hazy on the details but the shadow community has lost a great
decker. ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (18:54:23/3.23.55)

>>>>>[ What, PH is outta town at the moment if you want the info meet me
at Polish's and I'll fill you in.  Will be there tonight. ]<<<<<
        -Punisher (18:55:35/3.23.55)

>>>>>[ Punisher?  What the hell is the talk about Cyberbrains and SpotOn?
Speak up before you make me mad. ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <22:43:43/03-24-55>

>>>>>[ Don't make he angry!  You won't like her when she's angry! ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <22:43:59/03-24-55>

*****TEXT-ONLY CONNECTION COMMENCING*****
>>>>>[#*?!?orry, 'Wraith; stupid newbie move #14, huh? That>X$ teach me to
back-trace a post, hu%{!@??  Anyway, "}[ sorry I couln'}@! make it to
Mck!@'s; my head wuz st^!?? ringin'.  Thi#( I could get some helpppp
patch'!@# up my deck? Again, my apolo)%^!@ apol}{!@#~! ap"{@$!  Sorry!! 
Geez..;]<<<<<
        -- FireJack  (01:45:32/03-25-55)

>>>>>[What the bloody hell happened to my smart frame?!]<<<<<
        --Highlander (22:55:44/3-24-55)

>>>>>[Nightstalker did it. 

About time you got back, lad.  What's been going on?]<<<<<
        --Heather (22:56:44/3-24-55)

>>>>>[Oh, aye?  And since when did 'Stalker start using your program
icons?  Your virtual fingerprints are all over my code!  Shame on you,
lassie!  You should have known I'd never leave important information lying
around like that.][<<<<<
        --Highlander (23:01:32/3-24-55)

>>>>>[Can't blame a girl for tyring, can you Colin?  Anyway, you never
minded me getting my hands into your...code before. 

BTW, are you going to tell us what went on?  Or what's going on?]<<<<<
        --Heather (23:03:16/3-24-55)

>>>>>[I'm kind of busy at the moment; I'm keeping an eye on a recovering
(slowly) SpotOn, and trying to decode some chips she had with her.  I
think they have somethng to do with what NodeFaerie (RIP, lad) was working
on--the encryptions are his. 

Oops--she's wakng up.  I think the lass had another nightmare.  I've got
to go, I'll talk more later.]<<<<<
        --Highlander (23:05:43/3-24-55)

*****Encrypt Ark-of-the-Covenant Cerise MPCP
>>>>>[Lassie, I think your medical services might be needed over at
Colin's.  As a purely civic duty, you understand.  ;>]<<<<<
        --Heather (23:07:11/3-24-55)

>>>>>[ My it's good to be back in town.  So how's the brat Raven? ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <23:26:26/03-24-55>

>>>>>[ He's not a brat! ]<<<<<
        -- Raven the Mage <23:26:47/03-24-54>

>>>>>[ Then why are you two always passifying him with candy? ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <23:27:27/03-24-55>

>>>>>[ This conversation is over. ]<<<<<
        -- Raven the Mage <23:28:29/03-24-55>

*****Encrypt Hand of God: Necromancer
>>>>>[Good.  Get anything of value out of there, please...drek, this
bites. Big.]<<<<<
         -- Durandal <07:05:47/03-25-55>

>>>>>[Cheers Punisher, Gawd, I glad you didn't drink. 

AJ as you back in Seattle yet. I have to get my Wires replaced. Have you
got the Time or a name of someone else ? Ta.]<<<<<
        -WHAT(13:43:12/3-25-55)

***** Encrypt: Private (Durandal)
***** Encrypt: Black Death of the 1990's (Durandal)
>>>>>[Durandal, all differences aside, if you want some help with all this
stuff I can do something at least.  Most of all, I can change your
appearance if you want to be changed, and keep it up for as long as
necessary.  I don't know why I'd do it, but if you want the help I CAN
help.]<<<<<
        --  Solonus <07:53:33/03-25-55>

***** Encrypt Plaguebearer (Solonus)
>>>>>[I don't like being reliant on people.  No offense, Solonus, but I
think I'll have to turn that offer down.]<<<<<
         -- Durandal <08:55:39/03-25-55>

*****Encrypt:CyberWraith-Simplex-Encode-Level(143)=Spike to:FireJack
*****Private communique to:FireJack
>>>>>['Jack, sorry about the deck, give me the address of where you squat,
and I stop by and do the repairs. (Don't forget to encrypt it!) I hope you
can handle an level 8 MPCP, that's the only chips I have available right
now.]<<<<<
        -- CyberWraith (12:27.56/03.25.55)

>>>>>[OK boys, I have reconnected the node, and everything's running
peachy. I'll keep you posted on this FireJack thing.]<<<<<
        -- CyberWraith (12:30.00/03.25.55)

*****Encrypt:CyberWraith-Wipeout-Encode-Level(2457)=Spike to: Durandal, Laurissa
>>>>>[I feel kind of like that djinni in that '90s movie "Aladdin," but,
what do you need.  Tell us what we can do, and the Posse will deliver
(within reason). I still have a couple of favors owed me by high-level
Johnson's in 'Raku Seattle. I have been out of sanction myself, so I
understand the strees.  I hate to see this happen to anyone.  If there's
anything we can do, post it with the enclosed encrypts.

*****Encrypt:DeathWarrant(30984)***** 
[append file: DW(20461).enc] [append file: WO(36732).enc] [append file:
numbers.txt]

Notes: The DW is the higher level encrypt, and the numbers file include
LTG#s so that if you want a virtual conference, we can chat (they're
multi-blind, don't waste your time trying to trace them.]<<<<<
        --CyberWraith (12:42.30/03.25.55)

>>>>>[ Okay, let's not get caught up in some long, drawn-out
conversations, lads.  We still have a mission going. ]<<<<<
        -- Jack Hack <13:26:57/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ Right, Jack.  Seems we missed Powerhouse -- had to drop out of
sight again, y'know -- I guess we'll talk to him when he gets back. 
Although I can see from these messages he dropped us he put the info to
"the best possible use".  *laugh*

Time to check mail . . . . ]<<<<<
        -- Hangtime <13:27:13/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ HOLY GHOST!  Look at these NewsFAXs, guys!  It says that the Pope's
been killed! ]<<<<<
        -- Hangtime <13:28:42/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ It must've taken a REALLY sick fragger to do somethin' that
low.]<<<<<
        -- Sonic Boom <13:28:47/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ Gee, I'm not Catholic, but errr . . . I think Darkwatch once said
he was.  God, I'll bet he's really upset right now. ]<<<<<
        -- Hangtime <13:28:59/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ Here's some more discussion on it . . . lessee, hey, now that's not
very nice, Necromancer! ]<<<<<
        -- Sonic Boom <13:29:06/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ Even tho' Doom's errrr . . . Lutheran, I'm fairly sure he'd be
defending the Church if he were here.  I don't have Doom's command of
history, but I don't think that your cynical generalizations are all that
true, Necromancer. My guess is that you're just some belligerent atheist
more eager to criticize than to really discuss your thoughts. ]<<<<<
        -- Hangtime <13:29:17/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ Boys, I tell you the drek's really gonna hit the fan on this one. 
I guarantee it. ]<<<<
        -- Jack Hack <13:29:24/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ Why?  You Catholic, Jack? ]<<<<<
        -- Sonic Boom <13:29:27/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ Nah, I'm agnostic, but that's not the point.  The Roman Catholic
(which translates to "universal" for those of you who don't know) Church
is still the single largest Christian sect in the world, and you KNOW
there's some mightily pissed-off Catholics out there who wanna know who
offed their spiritual leader. 

Just think of all the Mafia dons, much less the ramifications this will
have for other leaders.  Despite what Necromancer might have you think,
religion still matters A LOT to people all over the world.  There are even
some Protestants who have gotten off of their anti-papal stint and will
sympathize with their Catholic brethren in this tragedy. 

As a twentieth century comedian once said, just after J.P. II was shot: 

"Now, what's your rationale for shooting the Pope?  Do you say, "Hey, I'm
going to go to Hell anyway, I just don't wanna wait in line with
everyone." ]<<<<<
        -- Jack Hack <13:30:24/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ Oh, dear, I almost forgot!  I.B.A., could you please tell the
Powerhouse we'd be more than happy to arrange a meet with us or the
Countess whenever it's convenient. ]<<<<<
        -- Hangtime <13:30:45/03-25-55>

>>>>>[Not one left standin and only one of us hurt.  That only because of
the faulty ammo of the guards.  It must really hurt when your gun explodes
in your hand.  I know the metal fragments sure do.  Lone Star will be
hurting for weeks.  But why did some of us look like Lone Star? May you
wake from your dreams................]>>>>>
     --Sandman  <03/25/55--04:57:10>

>>>>>[Of course, on the lighter side of all this Pope stuff...it's another
possible opportunity for a job. 

I'M doing some research on this.  There may not be much on it, but there's
got to be something.  Someone had better check the matrix, I'm considering
a trip to Italy to check this out...I probably won't, considering all the
stuff I have going down, but... 

The world's changed.  And I wish that it hadn't.  Let's get the Pope back,
and find out who did it...for a profit, of course...]<<<<<
        --  Solonus <18:46:26/03-25-55>

>>>>>[I agree.  I'll see you there.  And the doctor doesn't like my
daughter's accelerated development any more than I do...}again, she is
distraught. Spirit, I think it would be good for you to talk to her at the
party.  And there is something unusual about the child...specifically,
that it's development is not only accelerated, but still accelerating. 
Geometrically, no less.  It is due to be born in May, instead of August. 
And Nightfox, it appears that the child will be magically active.  In
fact, it might be active upon birth.  From what I have read recently, this
is most unusual.  I would certainly be grateful for any knowledge you
might have on this matter.  Thank you, and this is Max again, saying good
night.{]<<<<<
        --  Foxey Roxey(20:20:15/03-25-55)

>>>>>[Yep, I sure am back in town, and the shop is open for buisness. 
Maybe this time I'll be able to settle down, make some nuyen, and not have
to disappear for a while into the darkness. 

Now, what exactly is the problem with your wires?  I don't do much
bodywork, being a headware man myself, but if it's just an interface, I
can replace that in a jiffy(ewwww, I'm feeling old again...).  But I need
to know more before I can even recommend a doc for you.  How about we meet
in Stuck's?]<<<<<
        --  Action Jackson(20:25:44/03-25-55)

>>>>>[We have the kids!!!!  Bruce and Morgan are safe, and so are we, for
the moment anyway.  The rescue went exactly as planned

*****WARNING!!!  Trace Initiated, TRC #22339ad865.776*****

SHIT!  *****Initiate Burst Transfer, Destination:  London ShadowLand Hub*****
*****Transfer completed:  Burst re-routed as per coding to Location #88920.7***
*****Location:  London Outlet Safehouse.*****
*****Message Recieved, London safehouse #4*****
*****Message re-routed, Destination:  Central*****
*****Message Recieved, Central.  Local Time:  20:31:20.38/03-25-55*****

*****WARNING!!! Message Trace Initiated, TRC #009723459.2969345*****

Hope that worked...*****Link Terminated*****
        Val/a;0923&^)(*--

*****Message Trace encountering opposition*****
*****Warning!  You are in violation of Matrix law!  Cease and desist your*****
*****attempt at opposing the legal operation of this trace!*****
>>>>>[Yeah, right...]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(20:35:18/03-25-55)

*****Solitaire Upload:  TaroT.DeATh-ver33.7*****
*****Warning!  You are in violation of Matrix law!  Cease and desist your*****
*****attempt at opposing the legal operation of this trace!  If you do not*****
*****do so, it is within the program's power to defend itself!*****
>>>>>[Oh please...  Don't make me laugh!]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(20:38:01/03-25-55)

*****Solitaire Upload:  Complete*****
*****Solitaire Command:  Activate TaroT.DeATh-ver33.7*****
*****Command Query:  Identify Target*****
*****Solitaire Command:  Localized TRC Trace and Burn mobile BLASTER Construct
*****Command Response:  Confirmed*****

*****Warning!  You are in violation o f M atr ix LLAw!!?  Cea SEEEEEEEE*****

*****System Notification:  Local mobile program was destroyed*****
>>>>>[Well, that takes care of that!  Now to see what Val sent us...]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(20:42:06/03-25-55)

>>>>>[Sorry about that, but here's the drek from Valentine. 

*****Include VALENTINE_DECRYPT*****

If you are reading this, then it means that we are hunted men. 
STREETWOLF, Stormfalcon, Hermit, and I(Valentine) probably have very
little time to live, or we will end up rotting in a TNO prison for
eternity, unless I can....  But that is another decision not relevant
here. 

Last night the four of us penetrated Dane O'Kennedy's private home in
Dublin and safely retrieved Bruce(Little Dragon) and Morgan.  And all
without injuring a single individual, with the exception of the security
Warrior who ran into Hermit.  No fatalities, at least. 

The property was fenced in and warded, and we had seen a guard doing the
rounds.  STREETWOLF was all ready to crash the ward and then levitate us
over the fence, as was I.  So, he attacked the warding and it immediately
fell. Unfortunately, it fell just as a free spirit who was doing security
was passing by.  Poor timing and just plain bad luck.  It proceeded to
attack STREETWOLF directly, grounding it's power of flame projection
through his astral sight and lighting him on fire temporarily.  He was
quickly able to switch back to fully normal sight and escape the spirit's
wrath for the time being. 

As the ward fell, Stormfalcon and Hermit, both waiting in a tree, leaped
across the fence and landed at the other end of the yard, hoping to make a
large enough distraction to draw off the roving guard and whoever else was
in the house.  It worked, more or less.  The guard shot at them both and I
cast Sleep at him, and down he went, unwounded.  However, the guard did
nick Stormfalcon, but not enough to much more than mar his armor. 

The spirit near us had begun to manifest as I slipped by it toward the
house, using only my mundane senses.  The back of the house where we were
at had four windows that opened into bedrooms, and I was able to find the
one that opened in on the children quickly.  But there was a guard in the
place.  I ended up Controlling his actions and having him open the window
and then untie the two children.  Both, I could tell, were drugged heavily
and had been for quite some time.  Neither were in a healthy condition,
appearing as if they had barely eaten in a week or more.  But a pair of
detox spells and they were beginning to wake. 

STREETWOLF was doing remarkably well against the free Fire elemental.  But
in an argument between elven fire and Elemental Fire, the elemental wins,
and the Free elemental was winning gradually.  Until STREETWOLF did
something and she backed off, gasping in pain, and then disappeared off
into the metaplanes to heal.  But that was just in time to see an earth,
air, and water elemental appear nearby.  STREETWOLF called up his
elementals, and I my Feild Spirit, and they fought.  It was terrible, and
the utter destruction as the fire met the water... 

By this time the guards inside the house were rushing out onto the porch
where Stormfalcon and Hermit were creating the distraction STREETWOLF and
I needed to get inside and get the still groggy children out of the window
and over the fence.  The guards began to shoot at Stormfalcon and Hermit,
and then Hermit disappeared into the nimbus of an engulfing Fire
elemental.  His skills and raw magical combat ability enabled him to
escape, but not before his beautiful robes that made him so distinctive
were burned badly.  That's when I noticed the tatoos.  Covering every part
of skin that the robes had uncovered.  And the Tir Taingire eye tatooed
around his left eye, as well as the white flag on his right forearm...  A
true clue to his origin and history. 

It appears that there was an additional magician besides Dane in the
house, because Stormfalcon's magical armor seemed to decide that the
anti-spell barrierwould fall right about now, and it did fall.  Destroyed
by a Bard on the astral plane.  And the second thing was a spell that
attacked Stormfalcon himself. He almost succomed to the influence of the
spell and began to attack Hermit, but not quite.  And the Warrior exited
the house, onto the porch, and ordered his guards(two of them) to remove
Stormfalcon.  It did not work, as Stormfalcon had prepared himself and
used the stun loads and chemical knock-outs I had provided him. 

So it went to the Warrior and Hermit, as Dane had not yet made an
appearence. The Warrior calmly stepped down to the grass, and the two of
them went into melee combat.  It was all but over in the first three
seconds.  Hermit was far out of the Warrior's league and had nearly
knocked him out with his first blow. That's when the Warrior drew his
sword and attacked.  And even all the extral skill that the focus granted
the Warrior meerly raised him to within sight of Hermit's skill.  One man,
unarmed and in robes that should have encumbered him terribly, against a
TRC Path of the Warrior initiate physical adept armed with a weapon focus. 
And Hermit calmy caught the blade on the first attack between his palms,
broke it as if it were made of wood, and then taught the Warrior how to
fly with what he later called "Braided Laser." An unusual, dancelike form
I have only seen Hermit use and heard only rumors about otherwise.  And it
threw an armed, combat expert through the air as if he was a newborn bird
caught in a hurricane. 

I called to Stormfalcon and Hermit as soon as the children were over the
fence, and they retreated.  We certainly did not wish to be around when
the Garda or TRC arrived.  It was not until now that Dane appeared at the
window of her main bedroom.  She appeared awake, and laughing, as we
escaped. 

This does not bode well for us.  I certainly hope to be able to
communicate with you directly, but if you are reading this prepared
message, that means you will not likely get that communication.  We will
be running from place to place until I decide what to do with my future,
or until we escape TNO. 

*****End Enclosure*****

There ya have it!]<<<<<
        --  Solitaire(21:23:00/03-25-55)

>>>>>[I am not a militant atheist....I'm just intelligent.]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <21:33:12/03-25-55>

>>>>>[I was reading over the Shadowland Germany database and I found a
great place to take a vacation, Chris.  Check out Germany, where the
second most popular leisure activity is having sex 2.7 times a week.  I
might head on over there myself....]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <21:38:39/03-25-55>

>>>>>[You really have no life, Necromancer.]<<<<<
        - Icepick <21:39:34/03-25-55>

>>>>>[Oh, and you are one to talk, sitting in that bar picking up whatever
poor deck-girl happens to have the misfortune to fall for you.]<<<<<
        - Necromancer <21:40:34/03-25-55>

>>>>>[Hey, it's a living....]<<<<<
        - Icepick <21:41:59/03-25-55>

>>>>>[ Heather, I don't appreciate people I don't know blaming things on
me. So, how about you meet me at the Times Square VR Bar?  We can get
aquainted and talk about our favorite Scotsman.  Sound good, lassie?]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <22:34:48/03-25-55>

*****Begin: Wiederholungsreihenfolge_Eins Data Log
*****Begin Video Feed
*****Audio not available
>>>>>[Scene:  obvious security camera shot, a dim interior, richly
furnished with the latest in decadence.  Semi-clothed beauties, both male
and female, lounge around on cushions.  They appear to be drugged.  A man
in clothes meant to advertise his wealth comes into the field of view with
another man in less expensive, but flashier, clothes.  The well dressed
man looks over the goods, eventually picking out a young man who appears
to be about 18.  The two disappear through a doorway, the young man
staggering behind the other, and the other man goes off screen.  A small
digital display in the lower right corner shows the time as 23:58:22. 

Scene shift:  Outside, night.  The camera pans to reveal heavily fortified
fence, flood lights, several groups of armed guards.  Pan continues and
shows a dark stretch of water and city lights in the distance, then starts
to pan back.  All is quiet, the time display reads 23:59:47.... 

As the outside camera pans back to the front gate, bright headlights are
suddenly turned on and what looks like a military grade panzer rams
through the gate and immediately starts firing on the surprised guards. 
The flood lights start to swing over towards the intruder, then stop and
start to move back to the guards.  The beams waver as if struggling
somehow, and then swing over to shine on the guards, who are quickly cut
down by heavy weapon fire.  For the first time, the audio comes on in the
recording: *****Insert Synchronous Audio Feed, Source: 
Kommunikationsdatenserie

Basilisk:  Good timing, meine Freunde.  I have control of the flood
lights. Initial alarm suppressed, but they seem to have noticed anyway. 
More troops on the way, 10 o'clock and 2 o'clock. 

PlagueRat:  Thanks Swiss cheesy dude.  I've got em on de sensors.  Two
orders of Sloppy Slushy Guardburgers comin up!  What's up wit de lizard
man and Fagboy? 

Cobra:  That's snake, PlagueRat, and Jimi and I are in position in back.
The last guard just left to join the party in front.  Moving in now. 

As the carnage continues in front, the scene shifts to a camera
overlooking the small docks behind the building, which have been hastily
deserted after the chaos in front.  Two shadowy shapes break off from an
outbuilding and run towards the main house.  As they run, a pearly white
glow forms around one of the figures, and a large, ghostly snake shoots
out and bursts a hole through the rear door.  Light shines out of the hole
and reveals Jimi Smooth, in a brand new powder blue suit of body armor
from Ultramod Personal Protection Systems , glistening seductively from
the swim over, and Cobra, in a beat up armor jacket and jeans, who just
looks wet.  A surprised guard staggers out with splinters of door in his
face and hands, and Jimi quickly finishes him off as they head through the
door.  The time display reads 00:01:16. 

Jimi Smooth:  We're in.  We'll head upstairs and work our way down.
PlagueRat, you and Jeweler head in and work your way up, as planned. 

PlagueRat:  I know what we planned, fairyboy, just don't go shootin us on
your way down. 

Camera shifts quickly to the inside, where Jimi and Cobra are hurrying up
a flight of stairs.  As they turn to the next flight, the camera shifts
back to the front of the building.  Bodies lay strewn around. The Hellion
barely slows down as it ploughs straight through the front wall.  Flashes
of electric sparks are seen and the camera goes dead... 

Shift to interior.  The front end of a panzer is seen just rolling over a
few armed Orks and Humans.  The gun on the top takes out the rest.  As the
panzer stops, the top opens and a Japanese man in dark armor jumps out
with an assault rifle. 

Jeweler:  I'm in.  Am heading to the lobby. 

PlagueRat:  Right, I'm releasing the drones. 

Another hatch on the panzer opens and two drones rise out and head into
the room ahead of Jeweler.  The time is 00:01:53. 

Lobby:  Three guards and the pimp are waiting.  The sudden appearance of
the drones throws them off and they start shooting.  The drugged men and
women mostly ignore the gunfire.  A couple start laughing hysterically,
and a few try to crawl to a corner.  Jeweler dives into the room and takes
out two of the guards as they try shooting the drones.  Realizing their
mistake, the remaining guard and the pimp ignore the drones and shoot at
Jeweler.  The pimp misses miserably, but the guard tags Jeweler as he
dives for cover.  As the guard moves towards where Jeweler went down, a
small object drops from one of the drones and lands at the guards feet,
and detonates, spreading the guard over the far wall and lightly wounding
the pimp.  In the second of confusion that follows, Jeweler is able to get
up and finish off the pimp.  A couple of the others seem to have been
lightly wounded from the blast, but they seem to be oblivious. 

Jeweler:  Thanks, Rat.  Not bad for a gaijin.  But you're lucky you didn't
injure the others more than you did. 

PlagueRat:  Lucky, nothin, man.  Those things are designed that way.
Deadly inside a meter, but almost worthless outside two.  You been hit? 

Jeweler:  Yeah, but not bad.  Good thing Cobra sang his song for all of us
before the run.  I barely feel the pain.  I'm heading up. 

Jeweler heads through a doorway on the far side of the room after quickly
checking the wounded people.  His left arm is dragging a bit.  The time
display reads 00:02:31. 

Upstairs hallway:  Jimi Smooth and Cobra are systematically making their
way down the hallway:  Jimi kicks in a door and guns down the client
inside, and Cobra follows him in and checks over the other occupant(s).
Occasionally, these are in bad shape.  The clients must pay an awful lot
to do some of the things they do here.  Some of the rooms are streaked
with blood, even before Jimi makes his appearance.  One Joyboy is barely
alive.  Over him, Cobras song reaches an intense pitch, full of grief and
supplication to the Spirits, as he tries to reverse at least some of the
damage done to the once beautiful body. 

Jimi:  I've cleaned out the top floor, there were only four up here. 
Cobra's still working.  I'm heading down to the next floor.  Jeweler, did
you say you're wounded? 

Jeweler:  Nothing serious.  Arm shot.  Left.  I'm almost through with the
ground floor.  I'll meet you on the first floor. 

Cobra:  Destruction is always faster than healing, Jimi.  Go ahead, I'll
come when I finish here. 

A drone buzzes into view near Jimi.  He spins around towards it, then
stops as he recognizes what it is.  The time display reads 00:05:33. 

Jimi:  Jeez, Rat, give a guy some warning next time, will ya? 

PlagueRat:  Yeah right, next time.  Halls clear.  I took care of two
guards on the first floor.  No others in sight.  What're we gonna do wit
de peds? Too many ta fit in the Hellion. 

Jeweler:  We'll leave them here.  The police will take care of them.  I
think Mr. Warner is out of business.  Let's take care of the first floor
and go. 

Camera shows the first floor hallway.  Two very dead guards lay on the
floor.  A door opens and a mans head looks out, sees the bodies, and
quickly goes back inside.  Jeweler and Jimi reach the first floor from
opposite ends, and begin to clean out the rooms.  The time is 00:06:57. 

Basilisk:  PlagueRat, I have a client vacating from a first floor window,
east side.  You want to get him? 

PlagueRat:  He's mine!  A drone's on its way. 

Jeweler and Jimi make their way down the hallway from opposite ends.  As
Jimi kicks in the last door, it is clear that someone was waiting for him.
He is thrown back into the opposite wall by what must be gunfire.  He
spins with the blow and lets off a burst into the room, then launches
himself off the wall into the room.  After a few seconds, he comes out
again, dragging his gun and looking pale.  Jeweler arrives quickly, and
starts to enter the room, but Jimi stops him. 

Jimi: You don't want to see that.  No... No one should have that done to
them.  I hope she died quickly, but I doubt it.  Looked too professional
to be a quick death. 

Jeweler pushes past into the room, and quickly retreats.  A drone follows
him in.  The scene shifts to reveal the drones view:  First a naked man on
the floor with a gun is seen.  He has been shot, apparently by Jimi.  He
has knocked over some trideo recording equipment as he fell.  Then the
view pans up to the bed.  The scene is nauseating.  A body, male or female
is hard to tell, is tied to the blood-soaked bed.  Most of the skin has
been carefully peeled away and is laid out in strips alongside the body. 
the eyes stare blankly out of a skinless face and the perfect teeth are
exposed in a lipless grin.  The image wavers as PlagueRat loses control of
the drone, then the scene mercifully switches back to the hallway, where
Jeweler is retching. 

Jimi:  He's a dead man.  Warner must die, but slowly. 

Cobra comes into view, looking tired and upset.  He looks at Jimi and
Jeweler, and then into the room.  Seeing the body, he falls to his knees
and lets out an inhuman howl of rage and anguish.  Slowly, he gets to his
feet and starts into the room.  Jimi reaches out to him and grabs his
shoulder. 

Jimi:  She's dead, just leave her.  Theres nothing you can do. 

Cobra whirls around to face Jimi.  Rage on his face and hate burning in
his milky white eyes. 

Cobra:  She's... not... dead.  That monster peeled her like a grape, but
she's not dead.  I don't know if I can do anything, but I have to try.  I
can at least ease the pain. 

Cobra heads into the room, and the sound of his chant comes weak and
uncertain at first, but quickly gathers strength and conviction.  After a
time, he comes back out, with tears on his face. 

Cobra:  I could not heal her.  She did not want to live.  But I was able
to ease her passing.  She went free of pain into the next world.  I
promised her that she would be avenged. 

Jeweler:  Gentlemen, I think its time we left.  We have another job to do
tonight to shut these people down for good.  Then we need to find Mr.
Warner, and express our displeasure as to his business practices. 

Basilisk:  A good idea, Freunde.  No phone calls went out, at least not
successfully, but I can't control radio, so I dont know if we should
expect visitors or not. 

Jimi:  Right, let's go.  PlagueRat, well be down in a few seconds, get
your drones packed away and ready to go. 

The three men head off to the stairs:  Jeweler dragging his left arm, Jimi
hit in the shoulder and the leg, and Cobra staggering along after them.
The time is 00:11:36. 

*****End Wiederholungsreihenfolge_Eins Video Log
*****End Kommunikationsdatenserie Audio Log]<<<<<
        -- Basilisk <00:25:22/26. Maerz 55>

>>>>>[Hey, not bad!  2.7 times a week...***ENCRYPT BEGIN* I get more here,
thank you ***END ENCRYPT***]<<<<<
         -- Durandal <08:09:08/03-26-55>

>>>>>[There; finally got that patched up!  OK, CyberWraith, I finally got
your message; I'm crashed at >>LOCATION ENCRYPTED<<.  I'll be at thhat
location for th the rest of thhe day.  (Yeah, crashed; good choice of
words!) Anyway, thankss for th# help.  Uh, oh, loo@! like I'{ sti*^ having
problems. See ya!}{$%]<<<<<
        -- FireJack  (10:18:49/05-26-55)

>>>>>[Necromancer, I'd say that I can argue against that... 

Anyway, there ARE intelligent religous people.  Plenty of them.  If you
want a flame war about it, go down a few nodes, there should be the
Shadowland Religous Debate area (and you'll lose BADLY.  Trust me.)]<<<<<
        --  Solonus <18:01:56/03-26-55>

>>>>>[The TRC is certainly persistant...  Rebecca, I should be returning
to Haven within the next week.  I have made my decision, and asked
Stormfalcon, Hermit, and STREETWOLF be my champions.  They have graciously
accepted, even after I explained it to them...  Well, it is off to
Tara.]<<<<<
        --  Valentine(15:39:38/03-27-55)

*****BEGIN MATRIX IMAGE FEED*****
***There is a lone figure working feverishly in a Renraku datastore. Files
flash by him at the speed of thought. He scans them all madly, looking for
something important. Through a dataline behind him comes a woman, led by a
bloodhound. As she enters the node, the hound leaps at the young man,
barking happily. The man gestures, and the dog pixelates and vanishes from
sight, its task complete. The woman watches the man work for a moment, and
the begins speaking... worry evident in her voice.***
>>>>>[Matt... You're about to collapse from stress and fatigue. If you
don't come back, I'm gonna have to drag you out myself, and I don't want
to do that! You've been in the Matrix far too long! Come back!]<<<<<
        -- Widow <18:01:39/03-27-55>

>>>>>[Tanya... what the hell are you doing here? You're gonna get burned
if you're not careful... this isn't a playground, you know. 

Besides, what does it matter how long I've been in here?]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <18:03:19/03-27-55>

>>>>>[It matters because if you don't jack out NOW. And I mean NOW, you're
gonna collapse and go possibly go into a coma. You aren't helping anybody
by running yourself into the ground, you know. You aren't helping us, and
you aren't helping Lauri. Come back. Look at you, you're so tired you
can't even suppress your T/D stamp.]<<<<<
        -- Widow <18:05:50/03-27-55>

>>>>>[They're hiding something... I know they are. I just need to find
it... I haven't been able to find it yet... just give me a little more
time... please... I need to do this.]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <18:06:50/03-27-55>

>>>>>[No. Coyote, did it ever occur to you that you haven't found anything
because there may not be anything to find? If you don't come back, yoiu
might die. How will you be able to help Lauri if you're fertilizer, huh?
Come on... she doesn't need us to uncover a conspiracy... she just needs
us to be here for her. Come on Matt... let it go... you've lost... face
it.]<<<<<
        -- Widow <18:08:45/03-27-55>

>>>>>[NO! I can't accept that.... I can't lose... I can't... I'm the only
one that can help... I have to do this... I have to... PLEASE Tanya...
don't make me give up... PLEASE.]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <18:10:24/03-27-55>

>>>>>[I'm sorry, Matt... but I have to do this... give it up. It's all
right to lose... it's not the end of the world... come on... take my
hand... let's go home... leave it behind.]<<<<<
        -- Widow <18:11:29/03-27-55>

>>>>>[...]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <18:11:48/03-27-55>

>>>>>[Matt... please come home. We want you back.]<<<<<
        -- Widow <18:12:22/03-27-55>

>>>>>[All right.]<<<<<
        -- Coyote <18:13:00/03-27-55>

>>>>>[It'll be all right, Matt... I promise... let's go.]<<<<<
        -- Widow <18:13:44/03-27-55>

***The young man reaches out and takes the woman's hand. Together, they
head back down the dataline towards home. As they leave, their images
pixelate and fade from sight.***
*****END MATRIX IMAGE FEED : SIGNAL TERMINATED*****

*****Encrypt Angel's Whisper: Coyote
>>>>>[You know me, child.  I can be reached at >>LTG<<, but speak to none
of me.  I am with you.]<<<<<
         -- Dark Angel <Dawn is rising!>

>>>>>[NEWS FLASH-Seattle Times

75% Increase in trauma hospitalizations is linked to increase in
inner-city violence.  Seattle General Hospital, along with; Harborview
Hospital, U.S. Public Health Hospital, Health Maintenance Organization as
well as the other four major hospitals in the downtown Seattle area have
reported a serious increase in Level I, II, and III trauma patients in the
past three weeks.  They say that the higher rate of hospitalizations
stemed from the type and nature of the injuries. 

-------------------------------------------------------------------

In the news today, Lone Star Security Corp has announced that it will
invest some =Y= 500,000 in order to insure weapon safety for it's officers
who patrol hevily populated ares of Seattle.  There was no reason given as
to why Lone Star felt it necessary to increase it's personal safety. 

-------------------------------------------------------------------

Only four more days untill the City of Seattles' police security charter
comes up for debate and resubscriprtion.  For the past six years the city
has had the Lone Star Security Corporation provide the services of
inner-city security and police actions. With the exception of the past six
months Lone Star's reputation was spotless.  In wake of the currant
problems with the increase of volital Go-Gangs and so called Shadow
Runners who the blame for the problems with the local security use of
weapons and amunition resulting in numerous deaths, Knight Errant has comr
forward with it's budget plan.The plan...... 

-------------------------------------------------------------------

The rumors of problems with the Doc Wagon Aeromed ambulance service.....

-------------------------------------------------------------------
Flatliner, just thought I'dd pass this on.]<<<<<
        --Rogue Poet  <TobeOrNotToBe>

>>>>>ENCRYPTED TO RATTLER ONLY<<<<<
Go aheadd with the plan as specified<<<<<
        --Flatliner <Atropine/50 ccIVP>

*****Encrypt CelestialSlayers**********To Toys 'R Us MPCP ONLY*****
>>>>>[I've set up the preliminary arraignements concerning for my part in
the operation. Everything looks like it is going to work out. The basic
plan is that I will be possing as a Seattle sanitation engineer with work
orders pertaining to monthly sewer and water line inspections. The
credentials that I've had my associate Bonejacker set up for me should
guarrauntee me unopposed access to both the basement and the power supply
areas. The goal of the infiltration is to plant five shaped incediary
explosives and six structural elimination shaped C-12 charges. The charges
should totally incapacitate the computer capabilities, the power supply,
bring down the building, destroy the secondary and tertiary ammunition
supplies, and wreak massive havoc on the Lone Star station. I will await
confirmation of the team's attack before any charges are detonated.]<<<<<
        --  Morgue(22:00:00/03-27-55)

>>>>>[All right, Nightstalker, you talked me into it.  I've got all sorts
of embarassing Highlander stories I'm sure you'd love to hear.]<<<<<
        --Heather (22:50:43/3-27-55)

>>>>>[Watch it, lassie, I know plenty of stories myself.  And I still have
the LTG numbers of our mutual friens, who would love some fresh ammunition
to use.  And Nightsalker: Et tu, laddie? 

BTW: are congratulations in order?  Have you and Raven had a child? When's
the baby shower? ;>]<<<<<
        --Highlander (22:52:43/3-27-55)

>>>>>[Message received. I'll be out of contact for a bit. Look for my
report in a day or so.]<<<<<
        -- Rattler <00:10:15/3-28-55>

>>>>>[ Great Heather.  I'll see you there in a little bit. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <23:24:34/03-27-55>

>>>>>[ NO!  Nightstalker and I did not have a child!  What are you
thinking, Highlander?  Spirit is pregnant, not me. ]<<<<<
        -- Raven the Mage <23:26:13/03-27-55>

>>>>>[ Calm down, Raven.  Highlander's been so busy taking care of SpotOn
that he doesn't know anything about the mission Cerise, you, and I did. 
That means he knows nothing about Tommy. ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <23:28:04/03-27-55>

>>>>>[ Highlander, you wound me.  I'm just trying to get acquainted with a
friend of a friend.  Is there any harm in that? ]<<<<<
        -- Nightstalker <23:29:36/03-27-55>

>>>>>[ Depends on if you get too close for Raven's liking. ]<<<<<
        -- Cerise <23:30;30/03-27-55>

>>>>>[We all met in a bar about ten blocks from the downtown office of
Lone Star.  There were ten of us that went on this run.  Obviously someone
wants the Lone Star to be hit hard with no chance of recovery.  The night
was overcast and cool as it sometimes gets just befor the rain comes in
Seattle. My name is Sandman.  I'm a very large Orc who specializes in wet
work,but just loves an interesting run.  This run was very interseting.
Against the number one police corp in Seattle.  The bar was a run down
joint near to some warehous in what yused to be the old manufacturing
district of Seattle.  The entire structure was built like something out of
a Cajuns nightmera.  The upper balcony was sloping precariously and look
as if was partialy seperated from the building itself.  This building was
constructed along time in the past.  Back when there were no Orcs or any
other Metahumans.  The door was steel reinforced and had bullet holes in
it to.  The sign over the door said "The Louisana Bayou." I knockedd on
the door and it was opened after the person inside reassured themselves
that it was not Lone Star knocking.  The woman who opened the door was a
petite old woman who looked frail untill you looked into her eyes, then
you knew that she would pull your heart out and eat it raw if she didn't
like you. 
        
I looked around and noticed that the only customers she had this night
were my fellow runners.  That must have cost a pretty nuyen to rent the
place exclusive like for a couple of hours.  From the last meet and by
reputation I made the headcount. 

Sitting on a very large bench was another Orc like myself, one of the
first that looked to be about the same size that I was.  That is big even
sitting down he was taller than some of those standing.  He looked as
though all the talk was boreing him to death.  I took a seat down from him
while nodding to him. 

SANDMAN: "Can you bring me up to speed?"
AZRAEL: "Everyn's here, we go from here to a warehouse nearby to get
	outfitted, we was just waitin' for you."
SANDMAN: "Thanks"

There were a small group of humans who seemed to stay together, as if they
had worked together before. Cyberwraith could only be the one with the
double jack in his forhead and the Cyberdeck straped to his arm. Vengence
was the mage.  He had talismans hung about his person within easy reach. 
He looked as if you gave him enough time that he would be a very mean
person indeed.  Black Dog looked almost like the machines that he rigs'. 
His eyes glowed with the same light that came out of headlights, or maybe
it was weird light in the place.  The indian could only be the
extreamist.He's cybered to the max.  One step below becoming a complete
cyborg.  The metal that was exposed looked deadly.  Definately not someone
to piss off in a dark alley.  There was another Orc, slightly smaller than
me ooro Azrael, but no less deadly looking.  The retracted razors were
clearly visable on his arms.  The sword hanging at his side was a dead
giveaway to the person he was.  The flaming red hair standing apart could
only be Hell-Beast.  Back in the corner was the last member of the team
and the backup, in case it got hairy, was a slightly plump looking medium
height person with a shock of blondish hair that could only be Beowulf. 
        
I had only been sitting for a couple of seconds when Hellspawn stood and
brought the small meeting to attention, by rapping the butt of his pistol
on the table. 

HELLSPAWN: I know that many of you donot know each other,but take my word
for it when I say that they have been thouroughly checked out.  You can
trust each other, in fact you must if this run is to be a success. As you
all know by now the run is against the main Lone Star downtown station. I
will be directing your efforts from a mobile site from the back of a
modified Rolls Royce Prarie Cat.  I will be moving often to avoid the Lone
Star cops that surely respond to the 'incident' we are about to make.
Cyberwraith will be doing matrix overwatch from a safe house in Pullyup.
Damage is the most important factor of this entire run.  It is a must that
this run recieve max news coverage, so it must need max damage.  You will
receive military proto-type materials to accomplish this.  All materials
must be returned to the pickup zone, or measure will be, let us say
severe.  The run should take no longer than fifteen minutes in and out so
that Lone Star central command will not have time to send the realy heavy
duties out.  If there are no more questions then will go to the ready
point. 

There were no questions and we all stood, some of us stooping, and headed
out a rear entrance and made our way to the warehouse two blocks over.
Since all of us had arived on foot, as per instructions, no one needed to
get their transportation.  The moos was not out this night and the streets
in this ancient part of the town were seemingly deserted.  We arived and
opened the door to see what could only be amodified military peronel
carrier, although strangely it only had a SMG for armorment.  It looked to
be in fine condition though and there were strange electronic gadgets
hooked on the outside of the carrier.  There were also nine seperate boces
with our names stenciled on them, the only member of our team who would
not need the stuff was Cyberwraith. 

HELLSPAWN: "The equipment that you will find inside is the stuff we talked
about earlier.  In each you will find a black suit of armor which has a
belt that powers the whole setup.  The suits will fit as you were
electronicaly measured the last time we met.  The suits contain an ECM
package to fool the recording instruments with false images of you. The
truck is similarly equiped and will apear to be a Lone Star wagon. 
Cyberwraith will get you into the yard and the building and then the rest
of the job will be up to you.  You will also find weapons that will work
for each of you based on your abilities.  For our larger friends are
modified M-80's with smartgun likns where apprppriate.  For our other
friends are modified M-16E's with the M-302a6 grenade launchers attached.
Standard MPCIM, multi-purpose-conventional-and-incendiary-munitions for
you who only know four sylyble words, rounds for the grenade launchers.
You will also find a pistol which has a larger than normal barrel.  This
is Gause-Round pistol.  Taser Sandman.  It shoots a small sphere that
packs 110,000 volts.  Head shots wipe memory and play havoc with
cyberware. Ammo loads will be as follows:M-80, 1000 rounds tracer in back
mount cassets, the 16's have 300 rounds, ball tracer mix, and 10 MIPCM
rounds. The helmets have secure, freak-hop chanels with direct feed. Sat
link if necessary and the normal IFF links so none of you accidently hit
each other.  Take a few moments to familiarize yourself with the toys."

As he was speaking most of us had already donned our armor and were
pulling weapon checks. As he finished we were locking and loading. 

HELLSPAWN:"Only Beowulf will have a differant weapon.  He will be covering
our butts with a SKS SuperSniper rifle. It has all the normal tricks with
lots of other nice bells and whistles.  Other than that give us twenty
minutes from my mark-MARK- to get the forward elements in place.  Beowulf
and Cyberwraith follow me."

Beowulf had not switched on his suit, and he was hard to see at twenty
meters in the darkened warehouse.  Time passed swiftly and it seemed as if
only a moment had passed when a voiced quietly said in each of our
ears,"mount up lets frag an office!"

We all got into our position and Black Dog jacked into the carrier.  The
engine purred to life with promise of untapped potential and the doors to
the warehouse silently opened to Black Dog's thoughts.  The carriers ECM
holographic projector flickered into life then went staedy. All of us were
amazed by the transformation it had made upon the carrier. Our reflection
to the naked eye was a Lone Star wagon.  But, if you put the combat visor
down you could still see the ghostly image, but the carrier was clear
underneath. 

BLACKDOG:ETA 45 SECONDS
HELSPAWN:LOCK 'N LOAD, AND POWER UP YOUR SUITS

Each of us hit a small protected switch that controlled the suits ECM's. 
Everyone gasped at the sudden veiw their helms afforded them.  It looked
like the carriers bay was full of Lone Star and Knight Errant cops. We
pulled up to the gate and waited. 

CYBERWRAITH: THE ICE IS HEAVIER THAN EXPECTED, BUT NO PROB.  MUST BE
BECAUSE OF THE SQUABBLE BETWEEN THE TWO CORPS.

We all chuckeled at the comment, because Cyberwraith could not see the
mixture we had there in the bay.  Someone very powerfull had set this up. 
Lots of hush-hush, and shut-up-heres-your-payoff-money.  The gate moved
aside and the carrier slowly entered the compound.  Two Chrysler/Nissan
Patrol cars were parked in the lot next to the main entrance.  We figured
that there was about ten men on duty since most were out on patrol.  Those
of us who were 'LS Cops' would go first to neutralize any inside.  Then
the rest would follow.  Vengence, Azreal, Damn Yankee, sandman and I
sauntered up to the doorway and waited for the doors to open.  The door
slid asid, thanks to the wraith, and as we entered the desk sergeant
noticed that we were not the officers he was expecting.  Three more were
playing cards in the attached wardroom and five more were at data terms
typing out reports on turtle-coms. 
        
The desk sergeant chalenged us with a,"Who are you and what are you doing
in my station!?! 

AZREAL:I hate cops.

He trigered his Gause Pistol and sent the watch sergeantto the floor. 
Then all hell broke loose. On the run and still fireing the cops in the
offices could not believe what was happening.  Three of us fired a volley
of Gause rounds and scored two hits.  The third intended victom got his
sidearm up and pulled the trigger.  The gun wracked back and exploded in
his hand. The coppery taste of blood was added to the stench of burnt
flesh.  We could hear the call for help go out over the wire and then the
cop ran out with his SMG firing full auto.  The only person who didn't
reach cover was Damn Yankee and the guard had made a lucky shot.  The
round hit the pistol and caused an electrical explosion which sent Damn
YYankee flying into a wall and then slumped unconscious.  When the cop ran
out of bullets, Vengence stood and roared with anger.  His powerbolt flew
from his finger tips and struck the cop midchest.  The scream that issued
forth was abruptly silenced as the broken ragdoll form of a cop slammed
into the wall with a sickening crunch. 
        
Vengence gained controll over himself again and we radioed for the others. 
All told less than one minute had passed. 
        
The others burst into the room weapons drawn and we began the systematic
workj of destroying the building.  Every guard we met was gunned down and
each area of the building recieved either a MIPCM round or a hand grenade. 
We made the place look as if terrorists had use it for target
practice,over and over.  In one room, they must have been storing small
arms ammunition-the shortage maybe-but when it ate a granade it realy
blew.  Knocked all but the strongest of us on our butts.  It was almost
fun.  It also signaled the end to our fun. 

HELL-BEAST: "No oone gonna spend a night in here for a real long time."
AZREAL: "Slagged to hell and back." 
BEOWULF: "Yo you got company inbound in about one minute, six patrol cars
	with two bodies each."
HELLSPAWN:[over radio net]"Time to go kids.  The bus is waiting out
	front."

We hauled ass and within moments we were back inside the carrier.  Black
Dog roared out of the compound nearly ramming the first of the cars.
Seconds later with no persuit, thanks to a pile of mines dropped out the
rear of the carrier we headed for the safety of the warehouse. 

In the distance we saw over the carriers monitors what we had left as a
serious projects renovation, became a pile of debris as a series of
explosions rocked the early morning.  It must have been a mix of cratering
charges and incendiarys, from the look of it. 

Some crazy pilot was trying to hover near the crater, and was bearly
missed by a surviving Lone Star officer who had a SAM handy.  It missed
the choper which then beat feet out of the airspace.  Probably the
newsies. 

With only one major injury, Damn Yankee, who would be in a hospital for a
week or so this had been a straight forward power run.  We each received
our payment and faded away into the shadows wondering who, or what and why
did we just nail Lone Star for?]<<<<<
        --Sandman <../../../../../..>

>>>>>[Edge this is Flatliner, were sending you a ride.  It's just like you
suspected, someone is playing smash with LS.]<<<<<
        --Flatliner <Atropine/50cc IVP>

>>>>>[Great, just great,there went the 'we will protect you' bonus]<<<<<
        --GunBunny <00:00:00/03/28/55>

*****Message Follows Transscript From In Flight*****
Edge: Move in closer, who is that leaving...?
Larry: Larry Don know...
Edge: Save it Larry...Tryptic,scan the area for hostiles...!
GunBunny: Going in...
ParaGod: I hate this part...!
*****over radio net*****
Flatliner: The transmissions from the controll have stoped, the san is
shut and system crashed, I barely got out...!
Tryptic: Lock On...!!!
GunBunny: Lock On...!!!
Flatliner(over net):....SAM LockOn...evade...evade...!!!!!!!!!
****CRACKEL BUZZ POP***
*****TRANSMISSION ENDS*****


>>>>>[NEWS FLASH

The downtown office building that has headquartered and garrissoned the
downtown precint of the security corporation Lone Star was gutted to the
ground early this morning.  Casuilty counts are estimated at 30 pluss, and
over it is estimated that the corp has sustained 2 million =Y= worth of
damage to it's facilities there.  It was a total loss.  Wutnesses in the
area were reported to have seen nothing out of the ordinary prior to the
attack.  More as it breaks! 

----------------------------------------------------------

The Captain of the Downtown Precint of Lone Star Security Corp "Deke
Robinson was notedas stateing, "This was a blatant, and open attack, of
the darkest kind,from Knight Errant, in hopes of causing dissent among the
peoples of our fair city.  With the contract do for negoiation this is
thier honorable way of saying they want the city for their own purposes
and they will go to any lengths to achieve this aim."

When asked for proof of this alegation, Captain Robinson refused further
questions. 
----------------------------------------------------------

>>>>>[ Sorry about that sudden idle there. Raptor contacted me and said
that the new CO of my old platoon was getting suspicious and almost found
me out. But nevertheless I am back, working on a new system that should
correct this problem.]<<<<<
        --  Optimal(**:**:**/**/**/**)

>>>>>[Fire, I'm on my way, and I'm bringing my brother to deal with your
head- ache.]<<<<<
        -- CyberWraith (14:39.51/03.28.55)

>>>>>[GREETINGS, Chummers!  Allow me to introduce myself.  My name is
Nexus and I'm new to this side of the Matix.  I just completed a job and I
thought I'd see what was going on in here.  It's great to be aboard.  If
you haven't heard of me, I'm a elven bounty hunter.  Recently, I've been
tracking down a man by the name of Saim Hain.  He's a nasty fellow. 
Anyone ever heard of him?  He runs a corporation based in... Sinsearch, I
believe.  The corporation is called Allhalous Reasearch Unlimited. 
Supposed to be tinkering with biological warfare agents (allegedly). 
Anyway, if anyone hears anything give me a ring. Other than that, I just
wanted to say hello.  "HELLO." So long for now...>>>>>]. 
                        ---- 9016 <15:08:04/MAR-28-??>