Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150518191206/@comment-26104528-20150925013757

Fritz took a moment to think over the the list of cargo "the exos and chemicals, definetly stuff I've seen in Order bases before. Yeah, that much dust could only supply a few people at best...Now I worry about what the tools are for..."

Examining the scroll Azzie gave him, Stahlfritz turned it over and plugged in his own scroll. Sure enough, it acted like it was just another file transfer. Pictures, videos, and there it was: a back-up of the contacts list. Downloading it to his own scroll, he found Marina's code and typed it in.

''bzzz...bzzz...bzzz...bzzz..."Hello, you've reached Marina Parlinsa. I'm a little busy right now so if you could leave your name, number, and message, I'll get right back to ya. Cheers!" '' A perky british accent came over the scroll.

On one hand, she could just have it set to silent for a scout mission, but at the same time everyone knew that was just wishful thinking. Ok, we need to go deeper...

for once, Fritz felt bad about breaking into a dead man's belongings. Then again, he only ever looted from dead mooks or people wanting to put a blade in him. He opened up CATSAI on his scroll to inspect the OS on Leon's scroll. Standard edition, the same one he'd broken into many times. Old hat.

From there, he found a text message between Leon and the late huntsman's brother discussing the suspiscious cargo and precisely what they needed to know: Marina's location.

"Dock 94. That's where we need to be."

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"That's what they ALL say!" she shouted back right before hyperventilating. Anotheer officer could be faintly heard telling her to breathe and then telling someone to get more lavender candles, maybe another box of tissues.


 * sob-sob-sob* "I-I-I- CAN'T STAND THIS ANYMORE!! Y'know what!? These dawn-bastards want me, COME AND GET ME, MOTHAFU-" the speaker started to buzz from all the noise.

"I'll take ALL of ya on!" she shouted half-sobbing as it sounded like officers were trying to convince her to stay.

(As the group leaves town, the streetwise characters will notice road work on a street that is in acceptable condition.)