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Kalos: what now comradskis?
Amoni Steeltower: (We flying to the planet riiight?)
Amoni Steeltower: (Struko is also leaving the planet)
Amoni Steeltower: (For their own reasons)
Keith: (For now, we are heading to the planet.)
Amoni Steeltower: (Still in spaceport tho)
Amoni Steeltower: (Do I gotta pay anything?)
Amoni Steeltower: (As we fly thru the cosmos)
Kalos: If you want to, sure. est. 4 days away to Vartsi III. though struko was poised to leave
Keith: (Shouldn't need to, our hydroponics is still going, and our engines are reactionless)
Amoni Steeltower: (Border crossing)
Amoni Steeltower: (Also, we can change direction)
Kalos: Struko's actually always operated within Narirela
Kalos: you got lots of money. you wont need fuel for years
Dos Vital: [There isn't even a space government for space borders.]
Amoni Steeltower: (Well, I say we head to the planet, and the moment Struko leaves/is scene on another planet we follow them.)
Amoni Steeltower: (Let me make this offical...)
Kalos: You set the ship in motion. Who is flying?
Amoni Steeltower: (I'd imagine out little pilot buddy)
Amoni Steeltower: (Tho I could Co-pilot)
Keith: (Amoni is also proficient in piloting)
Amoni Steeltower: Sips coffee on the bridge
Keith: (But... Rylex is best birb pilot)
Amoni Steeltower: (Runi is keeping eyes on strukos position, how reliably?)
Amoni Steeltower: (We'll get notified as soon as they leave a planet, obviously. But can we keep tabs on them in transit?)
Amoni Steeltower: (Actually I'l just ask)
Amoni Steeltower: (Not sure how long in jump we've been, but whatever)
Amoni Steeltower: Rings up Runi'n friends
Kalos: It's been 2 minutes since you last talked to runi. <Yea?>
Kalos: .r pilot
Pseudobot: <@!Kalos>: Can't parse 'pilot'
Kalos: .r
Pseudobot: <@!Kalos> Rolled 3d. Result: (4+4+4) = 12
Kalos: .r
Pseudobot: <@!Kalos> Rolled 3d. Result: (3+4+2) = 9
Amoni Steeltower: <So, its very likely they may be off the planet by the time we get there. How well can you keep tabs on Struko?>
Kalos: Ship sets into motion into hyperspace. ETA is set for 4 days., Rylex is off vacation once again
Amoni Steeltower: <Can we follow them as they're in transit?>
Kalos: Runi: <Not that well. Once she's out, we can't really track her ship too far except maybe an initial direction.. or when they're seen again. We got special wake-field following ships in the military, I'd need to call to see if we can get one.>
Amoni Steeltower: <Alright, that would make tracking them easier in the event we don't get there in time.>
Amoni Steeltower: <Thats about it then. Let us know how getting one of those ships goes.>
Dos Vital: Dos finishes his two cups and places them in the sink, <Soooo...>
Kalos: <if I do... the ships are pretty obviously military ships.>
Kalos: <and look like it too.>
Amoni Steeltower: <They don't have any stealth tech?>
Kalos: Runi: <Well, to some degree...>
Keith: <I know we are trying for the Kansas City Shuffle plan... But making it TOO obvious could be bad...>
Kalos: <A likely location for her to go to is back to her believed home, on the planet Zenko.>
Miri: <That's the idea. It needs to be convincing enough that Struko thinks she's outsmarted us by figuring it out.>
Kalos: Runi: <she's boarded her ship now>
Kalos: Runi: <what's your plan?>
Amoni Steeltower: <Something about making them think one thing while we do another? From some Kansas city or something.>
Keith: <Okay, see if she's going remotely in the direction of the Planet Zenko...>
Amoni Steeltower: <Miri?...>
Keith: <Also. The plan is as follows...>
Amoni Steeltower: <Or Keith.>
Kalos: <there is another thing that can be done... There is one planetary defense ship in orbit, it can ground her, possibly.>
Keith: <That's... Maybe a bit of a harsh move, but it is an option, hmmm... We need to think quickly.>
Amoni Steeltower: <I don't think grounding them would be best.>
Keith: <I must agree with Amoni.>
Amoni Steeltower: <I'm in favour of following them.>
Amoni Steeltower: <As best we can.>
Keith: <Well, I agree with Amoni to a certain extent... Let's keep an eye on the direction she takes off. And if it looks like she's going back home... Bingo.>
Amoni Steeltower: Drinks some more Coffee, only to find theres none left
Keith: <Otherwise... We might need to keep track of her more closely.>
Amoni Steeltower: To Rylex: "Gonna go grab another cup."
Amoni Steeltower: To Ry: "Want some?"
Adem Nineball: <I mean, I thought the military ship idea was a good one.>
Kalos: Runi: <We have probably 10 minutes to decide if we want to ground her ship>
Keith: <Amoni don't think it is a good idea, I don't think it is a good idea... Adem is probably talking about following them with a military ship, which was Amoni's idea.>
Amoni Steeltower: <I'm making the call, don't ground it.>
Keith: < <@!Adem Nineball> , do you mean following or grounding? >
Kalos: Runi: <alright. I'm going to call navy command about borrowing a wake chaser.>
Amoni Steeltower: <Hopefully, if you can grab one, they're skilled enough to keep out of Strukos 'radar'.>
Adem Nineball: <Following, I would love grounding her but we don't have a good excuse to, didn't we?>
Amoni Steeltower: <Correct.>
Keith: <We could make an excuse, but... It is a heavy-handed move.>
Keith: <As for the plan... If <@!Miri> wishes to aid in the explanation, that's fine too. Or do it completely.>
Amoni Steeltower: As Rylex did not respond, Amoni goes to get herself some coffee
Kalos: (rylex is busy flying lol)
Kalos: .r request for ship
Pseudobot: <@!Kalos>: Can't parse 'request for ship'
Kalos: .r
Pseudobot: <@!Kalos> Rolled 3d. Result: (1+5+3) = 9
Keith: (Amoni was co-piloting)
Amoni Steeltower: (Yeah, fine fair)
Kalos: (oh)
Kalos: Yea I guess he can get up and get you coffee, sure
Keith: nah
Amoni Steeltower: (NO NO)
Keith: the other way around
Amoni Steeltower: (I'm asking)
Kalos: Nope~
Amoni Steeltower: (If they want a cup)
Kalos: Rylex: "No coffee for me."
Amoni Steeltower: Goes and gets herself a refill
Kalos: (i mised the message)
Amoni Steeltower: (Its all good)
Miri: <@Amoni Steeltower> <It's called a Kansas City Shuffle. We dupe Struko by setting up an obvious con she's supposed to figure out, and a real con she falls for by avoiding the obvious one.>
Amoni Steeltower: <That, just sounds so cheesy>
Keith: <Well. Yes. But let's go into detail... For Runi.>
Kalos: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBR9V6Skt-A
Kalos: Runi: <We got one. orders not to be seen? or should it be?>
Amoni Steeltower: <Don't be seen I think would be best?>
Keith: <Precisely, we are trying to set up me, Amoni and Miri... Along with maybe Adem... So that it seems like we are trying to chat up Struko for her to reveal the location of illegal weapon-grade mod sellers... On the pretense that we would use them ourselves. But really, we are trying to sneak Dos in to infiltrate her stuff and retrieve her slab.>
Keith: <Also. Ask them not to be seen... If they are seen, that's fine... But let's not try to aim for that.>
Dos Vital: <Yo.> Dos says, chirping up, <Sneak in, take the slab, and sneak out, easy-peasey, what could possibly go wrong?>
Keith: <Never say that. Also, make sure to erase our conversation from the ship's logs, just in case.>
Adem Nineball: <Well, you failing or Sturko having a quantum brain could be a way to fail.>
Amoni Steeltower: Pours cup of joe
Amoni Steeltower: Returns to bridge
Keith: <Dos. This is your job while we are in flight, make sure that nobody can guess our real deal, even if they plug into our conputers.>
Keith: <That is...>
Keith: <Should you dare accept it.>
Dos Vital: <Alright alright, geez. I'll delete my comments and any further comments about that one, including this very one.>
Kalos: (brb a sec)
Dos Vital: [Do I gotta roll or something for that, Kalos?]
Dos Vital: [oof]
Keith: (Are you Pming Miri again?)
Adem Nineball: <That's... An interesting mission, just don't mess with my photo folders, in serious about that.>
Kalos: I'm back. time tor ead up on the last 20 lines)
Keith: <Draw raccoon faces all over Adem's photos, got it.>
Adem Nineball: <I'm gonna find you.>
Dos Vital: <Photoshop all faces into Racoon faces, gotcha.>
Adem Nineball: <Don't.>
Kalos: Runi:<Alright the ship is on its way. Anything else?>
Keith: <Thanks Mom. It may be all for now.>
Amoni Steeltower: Makes it back to bridge
Amoni Steeltower: <Yeah, thank you Runi.>
Amoni Steeltower: Plops back down on seat
Keith: <Also, Mom, is the plan's explanation sufficient?>
Amoni Steeltower: Drinks coffee
Kalos: <Makes enough sense, but its probably on you to figure out implementing it past the resource I provide. I shouldn't talk to her.>
Keith: <... Yeah. It is unlikely to go down well if you were to expose yourself like that.>
Amoni Steeltower: (SoL, time skip to Wake tracking? What are we feeling up for?)
Kalos: (timeskips are always available at will~
)
Amoni Steeltower: Sip
Kalos: Some time later, <She's taken off, and entered hyperspace. directed towards her home at Zenko.>
Amoni Steeltower: ( <@&348237371705131009> Time-Skips are available, but there's also possible SoL)
Amoni Steeltower: (Up to how we're feeling)
Keith: Keith was polishing the party's coordinate slab
Amoni Steeltower: <Huh, well maybe she is on her way home.>
Adem Nineball: <Actually, did I ever show you the armor I bought? I'm on the Hangar if you want to see it.>
Amoni Steeltower: At Rylex: "Rylex, change direction to Zenko."
Amoni Steeltower: <Keep us updated Runi. Thanks a bunch.>
Amoni Steeltower: Sends Heart Emoji
Keith: <Cool... I think we can tell our tracking ship that they can let her gain on them if they think this would make it less likely for her to know that she was being tracked. It is very unlikely that she'll go anywhere else.>
Kalos: The coordinate lab has a sort of slightly rough finish, that doesn't seem to ablate away regardless of the amount of polishing.
Amoni Steeltower: To Adem: <Sure, you bought that at the station riiight?>
Kalos: Runi: <wake chase ship is nearly ready. Updates coming soon.>
Adem Nineball: <It's a Commando Battlesuit, bought it after we could cash out on the fuel light things>
Amoni Steeltower: <You left it in the launch bay right?>
Amoni Steeltower: Gets up from seat
Adem Nineball: <I haven't actually tested it yet, i don't want to break anything!>
Amoni Steeltower: <Thank you for having concern of my ship Adem.>
Amoni Steeltower: Makes way to launch bay
Keith: <Alright... I am going over there. Let me put the mop down.>
Keith: Keith puts cleaning equipment back in place, and then goes to see WTF Adem is doing with the battlesuit.
Amoni Steeltower: Takes elevator
Keith: (What path I'd need to take, from the rec room?)
Amoni Steeltower: (Maps in Calendar, but stairs would lead directly there, past a hatch. Or Personnel elevator, down the hall a bit, and through another hatch.)
Amoni Steeltower: (Guh, I need to update that map)
Amoni Steeltower: (So low res)
Keith: Keith takes the stairs
Amoni Steeltower: Makes it to launch bay, finding Adem(?)
Amoni Steeltower: "So, whats this suit all about?"
Adem Nineball: Adem is sitting on a chair looking at a red & black armour resting on a stand against the wall, needless to say it looks badass, the visor of the helmet had a V pattern, once either Amoni arrive, he turns the chair around making a hellish screeching sound. "Heya, looks cool, doesn't it? If I put this on, I can technically kick a lot more ass than on my own."
Amoni Steeltower: (I'll leave it up to you to finda pic)
Adem Nineball: (Are you asking me to post a Mjolnir Mark VI pic.)
Amoni Steeltower: (Suuure)
Amoni Steeltower: (I have no idea what this looks like)
Adem Nineball: (Halo)
Amoni Steeltower: (Oh sit)
Amoni Steeltower: (THAT RIIIGHT)
Miri: (okay so family stuff is over-ish and can people TL;DR what's going on for me)
Adem Nineball: (Adem is showcasing his totally not Halo armor)
Amoni Steeltower: (Tahts the right now)
Amoni Steeltower: (Runi also helping us track Struko with military sneaky ships)
Keith: (Also, we need to tell Miri about actual plot, other than SoL stuff)
Keith: (And Struko seems to be going home, as previously suggested)
Amoni Steeltower: (TL;DR <@!Miri> )
Kalos: Runi <I'm going to connect you over to captain Hivaan, of the NS Tapestry>
Kalos: <that's the wake chaser.>
Amoni Steeltower: <Understood!>
Amoni Steeltower: Inspects the armor closer
Keith: Keith makes it to launch bay too
Amoni Steeltower: "Why red and black?"
Keith: <Oh, alright.>
Kalos: Cpt. HIvaan of N.S. Tapestry: <This is Captain Hivy speaking. We have the target locked, and we're tracking it across our systems. its currently turnedaway from its initial destination, and is now going towards what is likely the space station Bankino. We have no reason to believe we have been detected. estimated time to arrival for target and us is 5 hours. Over.>
Adem Nineball: "Because those colors leave great impressions, just imagine what people would think upon seeing someone slice a soldier in half with this!"
Kalos: the voice befits an avali, fitting enough
Keith: Keith lets Amoni speak
Amoni Steeltower: To Rylex: <Change direction to Bankino Station.>
Amoni Steeltower: To Hlvaan: <Thank you Captain, please keep tracking and continue to stay out of sight.>
Keith: <Heard loud and clear. You are doing a good job Captain. Over.>
Dos Vital: <Something something Metal Gear something something Raiden.> Dos says over the channel to Adem.
Kalos: <This is Hivy. When the target reaches its destination, we'll lose contact over the wakefield system. should we remain in hiding at the area? Over.>
Adem Nineball: <No, Spartans.> he retorts to Dos.
Amoni Steeltower: <Yes, we may need use of your capabilities later, if Struko leaves Bankino and we need to track her further.>
Dos Vital: <Well than let's find Guilty Spark and strap you into a Banshee with them, mister nerd.> Dos replies, <Is the armor that dumb Hayabusa Variant?>
Amoni Steeltower: Is partially ignoring the banter between Dos and Adem
Adem Nineball: <Fuck no! Its the Warrior one, im a man of taste. >
Keith: Private Chat: <Amoni, shall I begin working on researching the station?>
Kalos: <Hivy speaking: understood. ETA is 17 hours and 40 minutes. over and out. >
Amoni Steeltower: To Keith: <Yeah, if you can get us schematics that would be helpful. Get Dos to assist you.>
Amoni Steeltower: To Hivy: <Over>
Kalos: (your own eta is 30 hours)
Dos Vital: <Recon is the best!! Fucking best armor. Especially the Halo 3 version.>
Amoni Steeltower: TO Dos: <Help kieth with getting schematics of Bankino Station.>
Amoni Steeltower: <It may not hurt for us to have them on hand.>
Keith: Keith's eyes stop being unfocused from using his implant, and he starts climbing the stairs back up
Adem Nineball: "AAAANNYYWAYS." Adem says focusing back on the hangar. "I wanted to use this when we met with Sturko, not just for the looks but in case we need to hurt people."
Keith: "Cool armor, Adem."
Keith: Keith then leaves in the direction of the bridge.
Amoni Steeltower: "...Hmmm."
Keith: (The bridge has four spaces, right?)
Amoni Steeltower: "Adem, I don't think we're gonna be having use the armor for combat.>
Miri: "Adem, do yourself a favor. Look in a mirror and think: 'if I was a criminal overlord and saw this, what would I assume.'"
Amoni Steeltower: <No, wait miri>
Amoni Steeltower: <Did you say.>
Dos Vital: Dos follows Keith from the rec room to the bridge, <This is just a snatch and grab mission armor, not show off your dumb toys.>
Amoni Steeltower: <we wanted Struko to look the other way?>
Adem Nineball: "...You haven't even seen what anyone can with this things!"
Kalos: maybe on space liveleak
Amoni Steeltower: <You and keith have the best idea on how to get this plan to work, but what if we use the armor as the item we're conning?>
Amoni Steeltower: <Not actually, of course.>
Amoni Steeltower: <But as a distraction>
Amoni Steeltower: <You'll keep your armor Adem, don't fret.>
Amoni Steeltower: <I don't know, what do you guys think?>
Keith: <... Please elaborate.>
Adem Nineball: <Excuse me what.>
Amoni Steeltower: leans against wall
Amoni Steeltower: <well, don't we need to 'con' the conner?>
Dos Vital: <I've seen what an rail cannon does to tanks, Adem. I don't think I'd be surprised to see even what you could do to surpass my expectation of that.>
Amoni Steeltower: <I'm sorry if I'm still confused.>
Keith: <It is not as much as conning the conner. Is making them think they are conning the conner- which is us- but we actually have a deeper con that is what we are actually going for. So, we have a surface, fake con...>
Keith: <That they think they figured out...>
Keith: <And we have another con...>
Amoni Steeltower: facepalms
Keith: <That is actually what is going on.>
Amoni Steeltower: <Ah, okay never mind me then.>
Adem Nineball: <It at least makes me a 10 hit kill instead of a single hit one, unlike everyone else.>
Amoni Steeltower: Looks at Adem armor some more
Amoni Steeltower: "Oh shit, that reminds me I haven't tried to activate my bracer shield yet."
Dos Vital: <Y'all just gotta get buddy buddy with her while I sneak in. Y'all distract, I do the dirty work.> He then sends a message to Adem, <AP .50 Caliber Rounds sound possible 2 shot.>
Amoni Steeltower: "New tech and all that."
Adem Nineball: <Fuck off nobody would have that on their persons.>
Dos Vital: <This is a fucking Crimelord Adem, of course somebody will.> Dos says, poking at Adem, <And I bet they have a better armor suit than you too!>
Keith: <Pretty much what Dos said. We get buddy buddy... Then we make it look like we are trying to figure out locations for weapon-grade mod dealers- By fooling her into telling that... Meanwhile, Dos makes his way in and does the tablet in.>
Keith: <Also, I can't keep pace of these guys chat.>
Adem Nineball: Adem grunts, irritated. <Whatever, its meant to look like an actual bodyguard.>
Keith: <Uhm... We'll sit on the armor idea. We'll look if the place warrants this level of protection, alright Adem?>
Dos Vital: <...Do you know bodyguards don't wear high spec armors around in public?>
Keith: <Don't get your hopes up, tho.>
Adem Nineball: <Blehg, Alright.>
Keith: <You're FINE as is, don't worry about it, Adem.>
Miri: <Yeah, again, the idea is we use a fake con as a setup for the real con. It's like, hmm...>
Miri: <Okay, so there's this little snippet of an old Martian kids' show I once saw where this guy comes across a hole in the ground, right? It's in his way, it's clearly there to trip him up.>
Miri: <He announces his intention to just jump over the hole, and he does so.>
Miri: <Guess what's on the other side of the hole?>
Miri: <Another hole.>
Dos Vital: <It's like luring some people into a street game, and having your partner steal people's wallets while people are enthralled.>
Miri: <Not quite, Dos.>
Miri: <It's more like...>
Miri: <They catch your partner stealing wallets, but that's only to distract them so you can steal their phones instead.>
Miri: <The phones are what you're after all along. The wallets are the obvious game, but the phones are the real target.>
Keith: Keith gets into the bridge. "Hey there Rylex, you're doing a great job buddy." Keith then plugs in and starts researching on the station we are flying towards ( <@Kalos> , relevant stuff in the middle of SoL stuff and plan explanation.)
Miri: <And by catching your accomplice grabbing wallets, they set themselves up so you can snatch their phones.>
Keith: (What do I roll?)
Kalos: Rylex waves over, wordless. (research!)
Kalos: (or area knowledge narirela)
Dos Vital: Dos flumps down in a chair next to Keith.
Keith: .ra 13 (Research)
Pseudobot: <@!Keith> Rolled against 13 (Research). Result: [5,5,5] = 15. Margin of Failure: 2. Failure
Keith: ( <@!Dos Vital> , before I use my luck...)
Keith: ( What is your Research?)
Dos Vital: [It's...]
Dos Vital: [14]
Keith: (Alright, roll for it.)
Amoni Steeltower: (Catching up, was distracted fora minute)
Keith: (My luck is wishing luck)
Dos Vital: !roll 3d6
DiscoDude: <@Dos Vital> rolled 3d6 for 4 [3d6 = 1, 1, 2]
Dos Vital: [...yo holy shit.]
Keith: <@Kalos> crit alert
Adem Nineball: <There will be a moment when we need someone to dive into an array of bullets, and THEN this thing will be useful, I SWEAR on it.>
Keith: <There's nobody here that said it is useless. I assure you, it is a good thing you have it.>
Keith: (And now everyone waits the result of the crit)
Amoni Steeltower: "Yeah, this thing would have come in handy on the first mission I was with you guys on."
Dos Vital: [A success of 10, like, wow.]
Amoni Steeltower: (Good rolls also!)
Keith: (It is actually in crit range)
Adem Nineball: (OH I DID NOT SEE THE CRIT. Good!)
Dos Vital: [Magic Fingers Dos]
Amoni Steeltower: Moves away from the Launch Bay wall they were leaning on, is currently shaking there wrist. Looking weird.
Kalos: (one sec)
Amoni Steeltower: "Come oon..."
Kalos: (family called me)
Keith: (CRIT ALERT KALOS)
Amoni Steeltower: Flails robo arm, standing sorta in front of Adem
Kalos: switching pcs)
Amoni Steeltower: "Grr, activate damn you..."
Amoni Steeltower: (Gonna roll to see if i succeed in activating my wrist shield)
Amoni Steeltower: (Gotta get 14 or lower)
Amoni Steeltower: (Whats the command to roll 3d?)
Keith: ( .r 3d )
Amoni Steeltower: .r 3d
Pseudobot: <@!Amoni Steeltower> Rolled 3d. Result: (4+2+2) = 8
Keith: ( Maybe wait for the crit resolution? )
Amoni Steeltower: (oops)
Kalos: back
Amoni Steeltower: FWAH
Kalos: scrolls up
Amoni Steeltower: (ignore my roll Kal)
Amoni Steeltower: Ha-ha!
Adem Nineball: "Uh, be careful with that thin-" Please don't try to hit Adem, because he just got up and took a few steps back.
Amoni Steeltower: Waves arm a bit
Amoni Steeltower: Waaah- Waaaaah-
Amoni Steeltower: "Coool~"
Kalos: Dos: you find out that basically, Struko has a second base on this space station. Even its exact address, too. you found a surprising amount of info on the dark web after following through with enough rabbit holes... prices of services, 'pet' aquisition... various illegal (read: weapons grade) mods in their hospital...
Amoni Steeltower: Commands Power Holster to launch Magnum
Adem Nineball: "Wow, stay back!" Adem is against the wall, looking at the shield with a shocked expression.
Keith: Keith unplugs
Keith: "Man... I got nuthin'... Just a normal station."
Dos Vital: Dos looks over at Keith and begins sending him a private stream of all the info he found with some little tricks he picked up on the past. "Read all of this, you're the plan maker."
Kalos: you also found job openings, but they require, of all things, extensive references and work experience.
Keith: Keith starts reading
Keith: "Holy shit."
Amoni Steeltower: grabs
Amoni Steeltower: "Haha!"
Amoni Steeltower: "I'm a badass Adem~"
Dos Vital: Dos slides back into his chair, and smiles blissfully, "Am I good, or am I good?"
Kalos: The station itself not including the struko mob business, is a non-remarkable station built 100 years ago for its convenient location next to a planet, though isn't in orbit of the system due to high radiation from its star
Keith: "This is really fucking good..."
Amoni Steeltower: "Safties on, don't worry"
Kalos: Mosly used for science and mining purposes.
Amoni Steeltower: Posses with pistol and shield, being mindful to aim away from Adem at all times
Keith: <@&348237371705131009> <Party, I got nothing, but Dos struck gold. I would like Dos to stream the info for all of you. You need to see this yourself.>
Adem Nineball: "Do you want me to actually test your shield? I bet I could dent it!"
Amoni Steeltower: <Oh?>
Dos Vital: Dos begins to send everybody personal streams of the files he found, just so they can all be updated on what he found, "Yup, all the info you really need."
Amoni Steeltower: "Also, this things an energy mesh. Basically suspended force"
Amoni Steeltower: "You can't really 'dent' this."
Amoni Steeltower: "...."
Keith: Dos: you find out that basically, Struko has a second base on this space station. Even its exact address, too. you found a surprising amount of info on the dark web after following through with enough rabbit holes... prices of services, 'pet' aquisition... various illegal (read: weapons grade) mods in their hospital.
you also found job openings, but they require, of all things, extensive references and work experience.
The station itself not including the struko mob business, is a non-remarkable station built 100 years ago for its convenient location next to a planet, though isn't in orbit of the system due to high radiation from its star
Mosly used for science and mining purposes.
<@&348237371705131009> , data given by <@Kalos> to <@!Dos Vital> , and then passed to everyone by him.
Amoni Steeltower: <Holy shit, Dos.>
Adem Nineball: "Oh, I can dent it, if not break it!" Adem boast. until he sees the info and his jaw drops. <Well, fuck!>
Dos Vital: <Runi, I'm sending you some evidence, so that we may arrest Struko later, at your own time.> He then sends all of that to Runi, <This should be enough evidence?>
Keith: This is actually a smart move
Amoni Steeltower: "Yeah, this will help tons."
Keith: And I didn't think of it
Amoni Steeltower: "Fucking, good job Dos."
Dos Vital: "Weeeell what can I say? I've got the know how." He smirks.
Kalos: Runi <how did you even get all this? I'm going to sent this to a team to dig through.>
Dos Vital: <short answer: I know my ways around the business when I was in it back on my home planet.> He send an emoji whistling innocently along with it.
Miri: whistles. "Nice work, Dos."
Dos Vital: "So, well, now we have to construct a plan with all of this juicy info, isn't that right?" Dos said, turning to the group.
Amoni Steeltower: To Adem: "Uh, I'd love to but I think nothing too high caliber. I still need to practice wielding a shield."
Dos Vital: "I'm not much a plan maker, so I'll just let you guys sift through it and, do something."
Keith: <We just got a new asset we can integrate on the plan... Making a plan from the ground up requires time, and smarts and a spark os genius.>
<We got some time... The other ones are... Uuuh, a work in progress.>
Keith: <In any case, we now probably have an arrest warrant.>
Dos Vital: <I've already sent Runi all the info. She's working on it now.>
Adem Nineball: "Oh, come back to me when you can handle a bullet, then. I want to break the shield, not your hand."
Amoni Steeltower: <The time being, about a day and some.>
Keith: <Struko won't disappear if we get her. We can arrest her the legal way.>
Keith: <Also, good call on that, Dos.>
Amoni Steeltower: "I think I'd wear your armor behind it then. If a bullets breaks it then whats to say it won't keep going?"
Dos Vital: <I can try and work on some operating system thing if you need me to, fair warning; my program making skills aren't up to snuff.>
Amoni Steeltower: "Though, I think I recall the science team stating this could theoretically stop a tank shell."
Dos Vital: <AKA...They don't exist, but I do have some good insight on the operations of systems.>
Keith: <Hmmm... Don't worry about that just yet...>
Adem Nineball: "Hah, might as well test a rocket launcher if that's the case!"
Amoni Steeltower: Shakes head
Adem Nineball: "But we don't have those."
Amoni Steeltower: "No, no we don't."
Amoni Steeltower: "I'd also like to know get launched back."
Adem Nineball: "We Should, though."
Amoni Steeltower: "Because physics."
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni pokes her palm with her finger, palm 'flying' back as she does so
Kalos: Most likely touching the shield isn't dangerous at all. it just feels like a 'soft' wall that starts just above its visible surface
Kalos: along with some static electricity effects on your fur
Adem Nineball: Adem looks at the shield, giving it a punch was tempting.
Amoni Steeltower: "Wanna punch?"
Amoni Steeltower: "I think I can handle a punch"
Kalos: but as you push into and touch its visible glowing portion, it'd just feel like trying to push through a block of solid steel
Amoni Steeltower: Braces, aiming the shield at Adem
Amoni Steeltower: Also Holster her pistol
Keith: Keith's musings
<So, we got data for an warrant... But she doesn't need to know that. We can make it seems like we are trying to get her to confess this stuff to us. While we already have it, and what we really want is the tablet.>
<Now... I need to try and see how the fuck we will approach her initially...>
Adem Nineball: Adem lines his fist against the center of the shield before giving it a well placed punch.
Adem Nineball: (Brwaling?)
Dos Vital: Dos looks at Keith, "She is looking for new people to join her, that can be a good icebreaker."
Amoni Steeltower:
Amoni Steeltower: (What do i need to counter with? I don't have Shield skill yet)
Dos Vital: Dos gives Keith the exact link of where that was stated in the dark web and sends it to him, "Take the link as well, you don't wanna show up empty handed without it."
Dos Vital: "As for acquisition..." He pauses, thinking deeply about a lie that could form a possible scenario for it. [Kalos, what should I roll?]
Amoni Steeltower: ( <@Kalos> , what would Adem need to roll, and what do I need to counter with. As i don't have Shield skill)
Amoni Steeltower: (Also brb)
Keith: "Yeah... But she's looking for people with experience."
Kalos: (if you don't have shield skill you defend as if shield skill default)
Kalos: (adem rolls a punch)
Dos Vital: [I assume Acting should be the one to make up a good, long term lie...and I could honestly make fake ID's for everybody too with my Forgery Skills.]
Amoni Steeltower: (Okay)
Adem Nineball: (So the damage row over the punch melee?)
Dos Vital: He turns to Keith, "I can forge documents for you, and everybody else. It should be able to fool a lot of people."
Dos Vital: [So, Adem, Amoni, Keith, and Miri are heading down to meet Struko, right?]
Amoni Steeltower: (oh joy, 7)
Keith: (yeah, we are on the overt route, I think)
Kalos: (acting is the lying skill, yea)
Kalos: (fake ids take forgery.)
Dos Vital: [Kalos, can I roll 4 Forgery Checks, and 1 Acting Check to make this whole shabang?]
Kalos: you roll forgery for each document every time they're inspected.
Dos Vital: [Ah. gotcha.]
Kalos: against the forgery skill you had when they were created.
Keith: "That's an option... I'll let you come up with stuff to forge, if you want, we might not need it, however. Besides... She does know our face and is aware we are someone's special agents, and may reject us as soon as she notices it is us..."
Keith: "Or..."
Dos Vital: [Well, I do have a 14 skill in it, should be enough.]
Keith: "We can LET her reject us..."
Dos Vital: !roll 3d6 [acting]
DiscoDude: <@Dos Vital> rolled 3d6 for 16 [3d6 = 6, 6, 4] [acting]
Keith: "As means to start the plan."
Amoni Steeltower: (Roll you punch adem)
Dos Vital: [OOF]
Amoni Steeltower: (oh, wait for this)
Kalos: (whats the acting roll for?)
Dos Vital: [Uh...Kalos, can I reroll? at a minus? ^^;]
Dos Vital: [To make a good plausible lie for all of them to be there]
Kalos: (you have to tell me what the first roll was for.)
Dos Vital: [And meet Struko.]
Keith: Dos, buddy
Kalos: (you weren't in front of anyone so why would you be rolling acting)
Keith:
Dos Vital: [Well I'm, crafting a lie for them :x]
Dos Vital: [I have Forgery Keith, at 14]
Kalos: (nah you only roll in the scene.)
Kalos: (the delivery of a lie is often more important than the lie itself)
Dos Vital: [Ah, oops]
Keith: ( Sadly, that can't be helped... but you can forge us documents. )
Dos Vital: [So, just, Everybody gets my skill level 14 stuffs, yay.]
Keith: KeithToday at 8:13 PM "That's an option... I'll let you come up with stuff to forge, if you want, we might not need it, however. Besides... She does know our face and is aware we are someone's special agents, and may reject us as soon as she notices it is us..." "Or..." Dos VitalToday at 8:14 PM [Well, I do have a 14 skill in it, should be enough.] KeithToday at 8:14 PM "We can LET her reject us..."
"This way, she will think she caught us, and we will start to chat her up."
Dos Vital: "Sounds good..." Dos says, typing away at a computer screen, making four fake Identification cards for the Overt Team. "Oh, also, I can do some movie magic make up stuff, you know, for some subtle changes, or more."
Adem Nineball: (Its gonna be hilarious when Adem has to actually roll his punch and he gets a 0)
Amoni Steeltower: (Speaking of, can we roll that now?)
Amoni Steeltower: (Also, I have to beat a 7)
Kalos: (if adem is trying to punch YOU rather than your shield, yea, make a roll)
Amoni Steeltower: (Soo, my bad stance could very well fuck me up)
Amoni Steeltower: (Punch my shield)
Adem Nineball: (Im punching the Shieeeelllddddd)
Kalos: DX or brawling
Kalos: oh, the shield
Adem Nineball: AH
Kalos: no roll required then amoni
Kalos: to defend
Kalos: unless adem screws up
Amoni Steeltower: (oh)
Amoni Steeltower: (pfft)
Amoni Steeltower: (ALright, come at me)
Amoni Steeltower: (bro)
Adem Nineball: (SO Brawling or Punch?)
Keith: Should we split the chat?
Kalos: literally the same thing
Dos Vital: [yea, we should]
Amoni Steeltower: (toodles)
Keith: "Alright... So, if we are faking stuff. What kind of work are we faking? Because we all already got fake medical liscences. And by all, I mean... Most of us?"
Keith: "Wait, we all got fake liscences to meet fama."
Keith: "You should have too."
Keith: "My fake name was Kevin Kevin... Yours?"
Dos Vital: "Yea but, I like making new ones and destroying old ones." He said, looking at Keith, "I never use the same alias twice."
Dos Vital: "I keep a list of old aliases in my head, just in case somehow one of the people that knew it got into contact with me." He then prints out the cards for the members. "It's better safe than sorry."
Keith: "We won't need physical copies. Just make the virtual stuff. People don't use the physical credentials anymore..."
Dos Vital: He gives an odd look at Keith, shrugging as he takes the copies that were already digitally there, and send the corresponding tags to each one of them.
Keith: <@Kalos> , remind me how forgery works in this setting?
Keith: Just to make sure we are doing it right
Kalos: what do you mean
Dos Vital: Dos looks at Keith, "Oh, I can probably try and add myself to their guard list and make it all official, just in case."
Dos Vital: [ <@Kalos> So, how much work would that be for Dos to make an ID for Struko's places and make him sit snuggly in the system? ]
Keith: "Hmm... You really like that idea, but I am very skittish about it. I'd prefer to try and make this seem like you don't exist for the longest time we can afford"
Dos Vital: "If you see a ghost with no identification, those alarms are going up, having at least a form of identification is a shot for a safety net."
Dos Vital: !roll 3d6 [Research]
DiscoDude: <@Dos Vital> rolled 3d6 for 10 [3d6 = 1, 6, 3] [Research]
Keith: "You are right. But... You need to be in their systems as well. Or they'll see a fake ID, and look into their systems, and then say 'hey, this ID is not on the system.' so..."
Kalos: do you use luck?
Dos Vital: [ Success of 4 ]
Dos Vital: [ And...nope :x, I don't have that, that's on my to buy list. ]
Kalos: no dice.
Dos Vital: Dos sighs and taps the desk a little bit, "Well, we do know their address..." He contemplates for a while. "Maybe I can proxy and try and worm my way in to find something...But that's a huge risk." He turns to Kieth. "Do you want me to ghost or try and risk it for a safety net?"
Keith: "Here is an idea... You sit on that idea, and I can probably try to get you an intrusion access from the inside. Like, plug my hypercomm and let you hack wirelessly from a weak spot."
Keith: "Striking from the net is often faced with severe firewall."
Dos Vital: He scrambles for maybe a blueprint or some layout plans of the second base of Struko. "And I might as well study up for some routes too." He looks over some documents and looks back at Kieth, "Alright, sounds, a bit rough, but I can manage that." He said, shrugging.
Dos Vital: [ <@Kalos> Do we have a layout of the base schematic wise? Like, ventilation shafts and the like? ]
Kalos: No layout
Kalos: that's not something you typically put online
Kalos: for a secret mob base
Dos Vital: [ Ah, yea. ]
Keith: (Wait)
Keith: (Does the secret mob base has a front?)
Keith: (Like, does it pretend to be something else?)
Dos Vital: [ Boxes and Boxes Delivery Service LTC. ]
Kalos: Of course. Exotic pet and animal supplies + veterinary care
Keith: Does that have a layout?
Amoni Steeltower: (Where you guys hold up rn? Bridge?)
Kalos: Not public, no. It's also not huge as to deserve a service like space-google making an interior map
Dos Vital: [Yuuup]
Dos Vital: [Bridge]
Keith: "Alright... I must say... What I am afraid off is that if we try to do any sort of web-based intrusion, it might tip them off to the real trick, which is the subvert intrusion we are trying to do."
Dos Vital: Dos chews on his nails, looking at the screen. "Yea, fair point. I'll stop digging into this, I'll bring this back up when I get there."
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni wonders in to the twos discussions
Amoni Steeltower: "Hows the planning going?"
Kalos: Rylex: "wasn't even paying attention."
Dos Vital: "I crafted you some simple fake ID cards, you should have one in your messages."
Keith: "Don't worry Rylex."
Amoni Steeltower: Eyes glaze over
Dos Vital: "Yea, don't worry, just focus on...not smashing into a space station, I guess."
Amoni Steeltower: "Ah, I see."
Keith: "Also, we need something that will make it think we are trying to get a job there... Maybe we can use our already ready fake medical degrees."
Keith: "Or we could try for fake veterinary degrees..."
Dos Vital: Dos folds his arms, "Do you need more documents?" He says, the corners of his mouth turning down.
Amoni Steeltower: Turns around on the spot, soon looking back*
"Going to grab something the snack, you two need anything?"
Keith: "Well... Alright, we don't need any more documents..."
Dos Vital: "Cherry Soooooda please."
Keith: "I'm good. I can't eat too much or I'll be a furry sphere."
Adem Nineball: <Oh, could you send a drink? Punching shit can get Tiring.>
Dos Vital: https://youtu.be/1RJ4BmqT7AU
Dos Vital: I fuckin, love donut.
Amoni Steeltower: (Wrong chat)
Kalos: dos made some shitty fake id attemps
Dos Vital: [OH SHIT]
Kalos: afterall, dos had no real one to work off of
Amoni Steeltower: (lol)
Keith: "So. Amoni. Currently we will try to pretend we are signing up for a job there. It is very likely we will get rejected, but what really needs to happen is Struko to notice that we tried."
Keith: "I've been near Struko."
Keith: "She liked to torture me... And Miri."
"In not a literal sense."
Dos Vital: [Well, I made the research attempts, and fucked up :x]
Keith: "She'll... Be interested in us."
Dos Vital: [So I gave up.]
Adem Nineball: "A bitch, pretty much."
Keith: "Yeah."
Amoni Steeltower: "Alright, whos trying to work for her?"
Adem Nineball: Oh hey, he came to pick the drink himself.
Amoni Steeltower: Leaves the bridge, switches to comms
Keith: "The lot of us. Me, you, Adem and Miri."
Keith: "Just like we did with the hospital ship."
Amoni Steeltower: <Alright>
Keith: <Oh, you left.>
Amoni Steeltower: <And what if we do get it?>
Amoni Steeltower: Heads to kitchen
Keith: <Hah. That would be interesting. Probably Struko herself would have override-approved our stuff.>
Keith: <I mean, for that to happen, that is.>
Amoni Steeltower: <But in the event it did happen, you thought about that?>
Keith: <Yeah. We are in. And we can intrude on stuff very easily.>
Amoni Steeltower: Pulls out some Conk-a-Coola Cherry Soda and a tall glass
Keith: <I am counting on failing... But. If we are 'accepted', then we are on a even better spot>
Amoni Steeltower: Then digs through the fridge for some hybrid fruit...
Amoni Steeltower: <Awesome.>
Amoni Steeltower: <Well, anything else that needs to get done then?>
Keith: <Yes. Pray.>
Amoni Steeltower: Makes their way back to the bridge
Keith: <All plans are perfect on paper.>
Adem Nineball: <What was Miri's goddess again?> <@!Miri>
Miri: (Sorsteub, Chierun god of craftsmen)
Amoni Steeltower: (<You wana use Radio>)
Amoni Steeltower: (Adem was actually asking Miri)
Keith: <Uh, if I remember correctly, Sorsteub, Chierum god of craftsmen... Out of all gods possible Chierun gods.>
Miri: <It's Sorsteub and he's a god. Chierun god of crafstmen.>
Adem Nineball: <Right, Once I get my drink, let me spend a bit to honor the god of Craftsmen...>
Amoni Steeltower: Returns to bridge, giving <@!Dos Vital> His cherry soda
Amoni Steeltower: Goes to grab something for Adem, taking bites out of there fruit along the way
Dos Vital: "Heeeeelll yeaaaaa"
Dos Vital: He takes sips of the soda, drinking it nice and slow, "Thanks Amoni!"
Amoni Steeltower: <No prob>
Amoni Steeltower: Mouth full of fruit, was easier to ping you with comm
Amoni Steeltower: <Any preference Adem?>
Amoni Steeltower: <For drink.>
Keith: Keith taps his chin, thoughtfully
Adem Nineball: <Classic cola.>
Amoni Steeltower: Is soon back in the kitchen and grabs a bottle of classic Conk-a-Coola
Amoni Steeltower: Pours it in a large glass like the last drink
Keith: "I am not so sure about my plan... It feels like it has a big gap between the point where we meet Struko and where we actually get to intrude on stuff..."
Keith: "Or, rather... A small gap, but a gap notheless."
Amoni Steeltower: Makes their way to the Launch Bay
Amoni Steeltower: Gets to the bay, and give Adem their drink
Amoni Steeltower: <well, you said it yourself>
Amoni Steeltower: <No plans perfect>
Keith: <We got... 30 hours... That's a lot of time for things to develop.>
Keith: <Let's wait and see, maybe we can polish this plan as information comes in...>
Amoni Steeltower: <Agreed.>
Amoni Steeltower: <Also, whats plans for dinner?...>
Amoni Steeltower: (If we wana stop now-ish, I don't plan on actually doing any cooking rolls)
Keith: <Yes, so. Dinner.>
Amoni Steeltower: (I don't plan on actually doing any cooking rolls)
Amoni Steeltower: ( <@&348237371705131009> <@&233837951417712640> Stop the ses, continue 15-30 hours from now next ses?)
Amoni Steeltower: (Hows that sound)
Miri: (whatever everyone else is good with)
Kalos: I can maybbbeee do tomorrow
Kalos: We shall see
Amoni Steeltower: (I can't)
Miri: (i'll admit as stoked as i was to suggest like)
Amoni Steeltower: (I am however)
Miri: ("we'll Kansas City Shuffle the daylights out of Struko")
Kalos: Oh, IC 14-30 hours, heh)
Miri: (i'm struggling to figure out what our actual next step will be XD)
Amoni Steeltower: (If we wanna keep going, I'm cool with that as well)
Keith: ( <@!Miri> , we use our fake degrees to try and get a job. Wether we fail ot succeed, we have a plan.)
Keith: (That is, once we get on the station)
Miri: (gotcha)
Keith: (If we fail, at least we'll try to get Struko's attention and try to get her to lead us deeper inside the rabbit hole...)
Kalos: !end
