Dust, for his part in getting ready for the job, heads back home to the garage. Once there, he starts gathering his stuff, informing Arcadia and Old Bum that he'll be out on a job for a month. They ask a few questions about it of course, but he's quick to respond with "I don't know." or "We'll see." He honestly didn't care much for the details, focusing on the fact that this job would help make him famous.
As he packs his case, he grabs his usual outfit and mantle, as well as his combat/race mask. As he packs away his more mundane objects (extra underwear, toothbrush, etc.) he also has his two friends do a quick round of maintenance on his guns and blade, even sitting down so they can take apart portions of his arms before reassembling them. With everything cleaned and packed, he makes the additional note to make sure he's bringing his Agent, and asking for them to come with him to the Airport, so that they can take Alice of his hands.
Once it came time, Dust got into Alice, and Arcadia & Old Bum said they'd meet him at the Airport to say goodbye and make sure Alice didn't get towed or robbed. With a chuckle, he drove off, sending a text into the group chat, letting them know he was on the way to pick them up and take them to the airport.
Kat's packing is relatively quick, since she just moved in, and she's used to moving around besides. Several changes of clothes, her toolkit, and of course her shotgun. After adding her other items, like toiletries and such, she zips up her duffel and starts sending messages. To Dev, she sends a quick text that she'll be out of town for a month. Ty, on the other hand, warranted a conversation.
Kat made the call, silently resolving that this would be quick. Ty answered moments after she dialed. "Little gyro, it's been a bit since you gave me a call."
Kat waved a hand impatiently. "Yeah yeah, Ty, let's skip the 'what brings you to my part of the airwaves' bit. I'm on a clock here. I'm headed out of town for a month. You know Entropy's Eurotour? Guess who's working for them on that for a month?"
Ty beamed. "Entropy? That's some good people to be chilled with, little gyro! A lot better than being a ripperdoc on the streets, hmm?"
Kat narrowed her eyes at him. "Oh, don't you pull that shit. I noticed you told some people about me, by the way. Had a couple of Steel Vaqueros show up at my old place a few weeks ago."
Ty spread his hands. "Hey, you're the one who wanted to get away from your old reputation. I just gave you a hand and mentioned you were here to a couple people." He grinned, then glanced at something off-screen. "Aria's shouting for me, I gotta go. But I'm proud of you, little gyro. Have fun on the Eurotour."
Hanging up with a smile, Kat wrote a note that she pinned on her door as she stepped out. I'm out for a month. Call my Agent if it's urgent and you know the number. If either of those conditions aren't met, find someone else to help you out.
Stepping out of the apartment building as Dust pulled up, Kat gives a nod as she runs her eyes over Alice. "Oh, she is definitely a beauty," she tells the Nomad.
Pierce went back to his room to collect a few supplies for the trip, as well as his Assault Rifle, before coming back up to take care of some last orders of business. "Hey Min-Jee, since we're going to be out of town, do you want rent for next month now or when we get back?"While he waited for her answer, he contacted some frequent clients and told them that he'd be out of town for a month. He didn't figure that they would like that news, but with this job, his reputation would be at the point where they'd hold him in enough esteem that they'd hire him anyway, or that he'd have so many clients pour in that their loss wouldn't matter.
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Jenna had a pretty good feeling everyone would say yes, even Kat - despite how they just met. There was something promising about the company Min Jee kept, and Jenna had a good feeling.
Knowing they would most likely agree, she had prepared everything in the trunk of her car, and went downstairs to get her things. "I'll be right back."she said. "Quacky, be a good boy until the hand that feeds you get back, ok?"she teased. Quacky snorted.
Walking to the parking garage, she opened the trunk of her car where a number of items were stored and displayed. A rack installed on the top of the inside trunk had a couple of different pistols and shotguns, with a large assault rifle as well - I mean, you never know when THAT'LL come in handy. Surprisingly often.
In the actual lower trunk part contained pressed, neatly organized business suits for every occasion. She took a small suitcase and loaded it up with some clothing and toiletries, and replaced her standard pistol with another pistol that looked much more menacing - i'm talkin' a huge sick ass heavy six shooter that would puncture a hole in an armored van it's bullets were so big. She unsheathed it from the top inside hood and gave it a loving look like she was ******* it with her eyes before replacing her standard pistol with good ole "oh shit, it's time to bring out "I'm not ******* around anymore" sized pistol." She holstered it in the light leather gun holder she had strapped to her side chest, by her ribs - she could feel the weight of it and it turned her on. It was her favorite pistol, only brought out for special occasions.
After she was armed and packed, she closed the trunk and with a loud *CHEEPCHEEP* - the car alarm was activated.
She walked back to Min Jee's apartment and said, "Ok, i'm all set.", finishing her coffee.
Dust grinned at Kat as she complimented his car, "That she is." Alice seemed to roar slightly as they took off from her house, "She's a beast as well~" He laughed, feeling the excitement behind the power in her engine as he directed the car to MJ's place, knowing that, the rest of the group would likely be there.
Arriving at the apartment, he would call the rest of the group, letting them know he was downstairs with the engine on. Dist would look over to Kat, "I know it's probably a little late to ask, but you've got everything you need?"
Min-Jee saw everyone out of her apartment, and when she was left alone, she lets out a sigh and begins to call her tenants to let them know of her sudden absence. Rent would still be expected, and her tenants could still deposit their payments in her account. Had any issues arose, she was a text away, yada, yada, yada. Saying the same thing over and over again... for about an hour or so as she packed. Messages were left for those who didn't answer, and she changed her voice answering box stating her leave and her expectations. Taking care of so many tenant was a chore whenever she had to leave, but money was money.
After packing away some clothes in her Hello Kitten luggage bag, she opted to take a quick shower before putting away the good stuff in another pack. Pink heavy pistol, modded by a good friend of hers, followed by her her visor and bodysuit, were all tucked away in a pastel blue duffle bag. Now to tell the guild...
As the group funneled their way into her apartment once more, they would hear shouting in Korean coming from her room.
(Translated because I'm lazy as hell)
"Oh, suck my dick, Hyeon-Ju! You're acting as if I'm quitting forever! I'm leaving for a month! ... My systems are the best at my place, you seriously think I'm gonna downgrade to some intertech cafes? ... Yes, an actual job-- Oh **** YOU, Ji. Get Ju-Won to take care of your ass while I'm gone... Yeah, I know his healing isn't as great as mine, but the guys gotta try to get it to my level... Updated my stream shit, yeah, my subs will know... The band's called Entropy or some shit, I don't know, don't pay attention to that kinda music... Oho, nooooow you guys are alright with this?... Ugh, fanboys... Whatever. I gotta go. Try not to kill each other will you?"
Min-Jee huffs after putting away her headset and completely shutting down her systems, giving the monitors and hard drives a loving pat for a job well done, as per usual. She leaves her room with her luggage rolling behind her and bag in hand. "Alright, I'm good to go, I think. And when we get back, Pierce."
Her outfit:
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Dust drove us all to the airport. We made sure to keep his car in high security storage in the underground parking lot. We processed our paperwork, handed in our luggage, and boarded. Quacky was not thrilled, however, about being in a small animal cage in airplane cargo, however. Regulations and shit we couldn't avoid. He was a bird, after all.
The plane ride was brief and uneventful, thanks to modern airplanes and luxury. Food, drink, movies, entertainment - it was all available.
We landed in Liverpool about 5 hours later. We collected our luggage from the conveyor belts and waited for Quacky's cage to roll on in. When it did, Jenna opened the cage to let Quacky out, he was covered in duck turd.
"We missed you, Quacky!" she said, buzzed from all the drinking she did on the plane, not immediately noticing he was covered in his own shit. "F*ck you." he said, very annoyed. "F*ck ALL of you." Jenna made a sad face. "Was it bad back there?" Quacky snorted. "Oh where, you mean in storage? In the freezing cold with all the other cargo?!" "Sorry, Quacky, we tried to get you on board with the rest of us, but they said no animals in first class."Jenna admitted. "You mother f*ckers were in FIRST CLASS?!" he screamed. "What is that smell?"Jenna said, suddenly distracted. "Shit!" Quacky yelled. "It's my own shit!" "Ucchhh!"Jenna said, grossed out, finally realizing it. "What?" Quacky said, annoyed. "Don't 'Ucchhh' me, you f*cking *****. Where was I supposed to go, while all of you were in first class sipping champagne and shitting wherever you PLEASE. I've been stuck standing in a little plastic prison in my own feces!!"
But that didn't really happen. Quacky was allowed with us in first class. He was a well behaved duck, and certainly didn't speak that way. But Jenna did have a few drinks and was warm and happy. She carried Quacky under her arm, who was free of duck shit, while everyone got off the plane to meet our contact.
A sign was being held up by a typical limo driver that had our names on it. We acknowledged to him that we were the ones, showed our ID, and we were driven to the hotel. We noticed that Britain was a lot like the US in terms of technology, style, and class - it was like we never left Night City. We pulled into the hotel, where in the lobby we met a Corporate looking dude, and a Solo.
"How's it going? Welcome, i'm Jimenez, General Manager of Entropy. Nice to meet you all."the Corp said, shaking everyone's hand. He gestured to the Solo."This is Kessler, Jack Entropy's bodyguard. He'll take you up to the room to meet everyone else." Kessler smiled and nodded to everyone."Pleasure. If you'll follow me, please?"
Dust the moment they arrived at the airport, he was already on guard and watching everything around him. New place, new rules. It didn't matter how similar it was to where they came from, a good Nomad new that when they got in new stomping grounds, that they had to be wary of who owned it first.
When they met Kessler, Dust gave a nod and followed the man along, sizing him up as the walked, as well as checking the surroundings for escape routes, potential vehicles, cover, etc.
Earlier: Kat nods to Dust. "Yeah, don't worry, I'm a good packer. Spent most of my time growing up on the move. I've got everything."
Now: Kat looks around the hotel with her usual rapidly flickering eyes, snapping her gaze to the pair in front of them long enough to shake Jimenez's hand and return Kessler's nod. She murmurs a quick greeting and follows Kessler, bag over her shoulder and kept close as she kept taking in the area.
This hotel is indeed pretty fancy. Think of a futuristic five star hotel, something you might find in Vegas. Everything is cleaned, immaculate, and modern. Kessler leads you up the elevator to the eighth floor, the "special" suites and penthouses. Jimenez, who also took the elevator, said, "Come talk to me after you've met the crew and settled into your rooms. Here's the keys. We need to discuss your pay. Concert starts tomorrow and we need to dot the eyes and cross the tees. You know, business stuff."Jimenez hands you all keys. One room for the dudes, one for the ladies. "This way, people."Kessler says, leading you into the penthouse of Entropy.
The penthouse that Entropy's management team had rented for them was one of the most amazing hotel rooms you've ever seen. There was music and DJ equipment everywhere, and crew working and hustling about. There was an enormous open bar, plenty of luxurious couches and chairs, and everyone wondering why Jenna was carrying a duck. A man who looked like a combination of Mick Jagger and Steven Tyler stumbled from the crowd to Jenna and the group.
"Jenna!!" Jack Entropy slurred, walking up to her, an alcoholic beverage in hand. He had a very thick English accent. "You ******* *****! How are you??" Jenna smiled, setting Quacky down. "Hi Jack! Long time no see, how have you been?"she asked. "Fantastic! Fantastic! Wow, LOOK at you!"he said, looking her over, like inspecting a material valuable. Then Jack looked down. "Is that a f*cking duck!?" he laughed. "It is."she confirmed. "That's Quacky." Quacky honked in a hello. Jenna turned to the others. "This is Kat, Pierce, Min Jee, and Dust. We're your hired help." He clapped his hands together, delighted. "Yeeaaahhhh!" he approved, looking everyone over. "Hello everyone! I'm Jack Entropy! F*cking pleased to meet you all! I hope you enjoy the show. It's gonna be a riot!" he said, swaying a bit, excited, a little sweaty. "Come! Let me introduce you to the crew. STUART, YOU F*CK! GET ANOTHER ROUND OF DRINKS YOU C0CK."
Pierce sees (and most likely smells) the drunken rock star and can't help but find the name Jack Entropy appropriate, given his age and the amount of alcohol that he had consumed. He shook Jack's hand, while taking in their surroundings. A part of him really wanted to sleep after flying over here, but he couldn't do that at the moment without looking like he was standing his employer up. What he would do however, was go over to the bar and order something sweet.
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Min-Jee doesn't hide her discomfort and her displeasure with the drunken rockstar and merely waves at him in greeting. "Bulkwaehan jwi namja," She says through a forced smile. "Pleasure to meet you."
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While at the massive bar, Stuart does as Jack orders and serves you guys drinks - anything you'd like. He's in a good mood, tomorrow is the big show, so he calls over his Tour Crew one by one. But first, a little about Jack.
JACK ENTROPY (ROCKERBOY) Jack's real name is John Inkerman, and he's made a great lifestyle for himself in Europe. Underneath his unkempt and untamed media image, there's a smooth and businesslike min aware of the money to be made as continuing to be one of the greatest musical icons in the world. He drinks, does drugs, and is a huge party animal - not to mention a rumor that he's lately consistently refused to undergo treatment for his mild cyberpsychosis. But hey, whatever keeps cranking out the tours and the music.
JIMENEZ (CORP) Jimenez is the General Manager of Entropy, employed by the record company to make sure all things go smooth. He's a clean cut hispanic gentleman, and fatally attracted to the music business. He even gave up a lucrative career in the Music Media Studies Department at the Harvard Bsuiness School just to manage Entropy's career. He's dress in a suit, and always carries around a small organizer.
CATHRINE (CORP) You're introduced to Cathrine Clements, the Marketing Director. She's a tall slender blonde, very attractive. As you're introduced to her, she's on the phone chatting away with someone, barely giving you all a notice, which makes Jack laugh in amusement. Such an ambitious and busy lady, she seems. She's highly educated, polished, and has worked and studied across the globe, and she's got an enormous network of contacts.
TINKER (TECH) Jean Gardner, AKA Tinker, comes from a musical background and she then gravitated to the technical side of the business. She's a decent looking half white half black woman who's freelanced for bands like Eurodyne, Love KamiKaze, Blackheart, and lots of other big names. She wears a bandana around her head and a toolbelt on her waist - smiling, and cheerful. You can tell this gal can either win your heart or break it in a second. She's got black hair and bright green eyes.
KESSLER (SOLO) Kessler comes by to have a drink as Jack continues to mingle with you all - Kessler's a Scot, and boy he's got a thick accent. He's actually really pleasant and seems very genuine. He's also dressed in a suit, and shoulder length black hair, and always seems to be near Jack in some shape or form in case there's any trouble. All in all, he's a pretty solid guy.
TAMMI-LU (FIXER) Tammi-Lu is introduced next, Jack giving her a nice slap on the a$$. An Asian woman, exotic, mysterious, gorgeous. Raised in the Tokyo megaburb by a Japanese father and an american mother, her ability to socialize with people go her into the music industry with ease, and she hooked onto Jack both as a ticket to the upper class and out of twisted maternal concern. You're not exactly sure what she does, but Jack laughs and calls her an "ornament".
What to do from here? This penthouse is huge. Jack is more than happy to shoot the shit with you all before he gets pulled away by a group of hot looking chicks sitting by the couches. You're in a very fancy suite with a music legend, food, drink, drugs, sex, you name it. There's lots of emotion and energy in the air and everyone, in some shape or form, is either preparing for tomorrow, or getting f*cked up. You're more than welcome to role-play, but the concert is tomorrow night and you still have to unpack and get a good night sleep.
It didn't take long for Pierce to figure out what Jack meant by calling Tammi an ornament. It wasn't a pretty picture, but he had an idea. Overall, he got the impression that Jack wasn't the guy who realized that maybe he should chill out as he got older and that maybe checking him into rehab was the best thing they could do to protect him. But Jack didn't pay them to come over and act like his parents. He would take advantage of the food and drink offered by Jack, but he certainly wouldn't get drunk or partake in booze or sex while on the job.
Kat listens to the introductions, looking at each crew member for long enough to see what they look like before continuing to look around the suite in rapid, purposeful sweeps of her gaze. She makes a quiet excuse and heads for the girls suite, sliding her duffel under her bed without bothering to fully unpack it. She still remembered how to be on the move from when she was growing up. Obviously she didn't ditch her weapons, though. She headed back to the suite to mingle, getting some food as well. Sleeping could wait a bit, she'd napped on the plane.
Jack Entropy had not seen Jenna in quite a while. In fact, not since she was about 19 - the first time she was hired to protect the band during their tours. Now, Jenna was almost 30, maybe even 30, maybe a little over 30, so as the group was finished meeting the band staff, he continued to talk with her, and whoever was around as well - telling stories of his career, people he had met, and of course, things he had seen and done. Stuart kept the drinks and food plentiful as people of Entropy mingled. Jack loved to talk about himself, clearly, but at least his stories were interesting. He drank profusely, and swore a lot. A LOT.
The actual band members of Entropy were either extremely buzzed, doing drugs, or having sex in one of the rooms. The whole penthouse was packed with people. Hard, fast synth music was blaring in the room, and it was literally like everyone was in a private club. During the pre tour party, Jimenez and Cathrine have everyone sign agreements to be paid ten thousand euros per person for the month of work, and - as long as everything went smoothly - at the end everyone would receive a bonus.
(If this is acceptable, we will abstract the scene where you sign the agreement. Basically, the document states that you will perform various duties for each and any of the Entropy staff (Jack, Cathrine, Jimenez, Tammi, Kessler, Tinker, etc) that require your help during the tour for one month. You will make sure, by doing these tasks, that the tour runs smoothly, that Jack is protected - he is an asset, after all - and that nothing gets out of hand. Room and board, food, drink, transportation, the concerts themselves, and of course, drugs and women/men, are all on the house.)
Like perfect timing, Jack got distracted by something on the wide screen TV. The channel was tuned to Net 54 News, THE news channel of the world in this day and age. He turned to watch at it and Jenna followed his gaze. On the channel, an attractive woman at a desk announced:
"...and, in the entertainment news tonight, Rocker Jack Entropy officially denied the paternity suit brought against him by Maria Falste of New Jersey. His comment to the news was as follows: (The scene switches to Jack being interviewed) "Why would I *BEEP* that *BEEP* anyway? Have you seen her?? I've seen better looking Joy Girls in the Combat Zone in Night City for *BEEP* sake. I could have Sharon Glass if I wanted her, why would I settle for THIS nobody?" (The scene switches back to the news anchor) Ms. Falste's lawyers have yet to comment..."
Jack turns away from the TV and takes a huge swig of his drink. "F*ucking dumb a$$ b*tch!!" he yells, then explodes into laughter. It was contagious, so Jenna and Quacky laughed as well.
"With full professional confidentiality, is her kid yours?" Pierce asks, somewhat disbelieving that Maria Falste didn't give birth to Jack Entropy's bastard child.
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This wasn't Min-Jee's scene at all. The hacker tried to be polite enough to stay and be introduced to the rest of the group, but after that she bid her goodbyes and headed to the girls room with Kat. Instead of heading back like her, however, she stayed inside. With her cat headphones on, her immersed herself into a rhythm phone game she had been playing recently to help drown out the loud music and chatter from the outside.
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Dust, for his part in getting ready for the job, heads back home to the garage. Once there, he starts gathering his stuff, informing Arcadia and Old Bum that he'll be out on a job for a month. They ask a few questions about it of course, but he's quick to respond with "I don't know." or "We'll see." He honestly didn't care much for the details, focusing on the fact that this job would help make him famous.
As he packs his case, he grabs his usual outfit and mantle, as well as his combat/race mask. As he packs away his more mundane objects (extra underwear, toothbrush, etc.) he also has his two friends do a quick round of maintenance on his guns and blade, even sitting down so they can take apart portions of his arms before reassembling them. With everything cleaned and packed, he makes the additional note to make sure he's bringing his Agent, and asking for them to come with him to the Airport, so that they can take Alice of his hands.
Once it came time, Dust got into Alice, and Arcadia & Old Bum said they'd meet him at the Airport to say goodbye and make sure Alice didn't get towed or robbed. With a chuckle, he drove off, sending a text into the group chat, letting them know he was on the way to pick them up and take them to the airport.
Kat's packing is relatively quick, since she just moved in, and she's used to moving around besides. Several changes of clothes, her toolkit, and of course her shotgun. After adding her other items, like toiletries and such, she zips up her duffel and starts sending messages. To Dev, she sends a quick text that she'll be out of town for a month. Ty, on the other hand, warranted a conversation.
Kat made the call, silently resolving that this would be quick. Ty answered moments after she dialed. "Little gyro, it's been a bit since you gave me a call."
Kat waved a hand impatiently. "Yeah yeah, Ty, let's skip the 'what brings you to my part of the airwaves' bit. I'm on a clock here. I'm headed out of town for a month. You know Entropy's Eurotour? Guess who's working for them on that for a month?"
Ty beamed. "Entropy? That's some good people to be chilled with, little gyro! A lot better than being a ripperdoc on the streets, hmm?"
Kat narrowed her eyes at him. "Oh, don't you pull that shit. I noticed you told some people about me, by the way. Had a couple of Steel Vaqueros show up at my old place a few weeks ago."
Ty spread his hands. "Hey, you're the one who wanted to get away from your old reputation. I just gave you a hand and mentioned you were here to a couple people." He grinned, then glanced at something off-screen. "Aria's shouting for me, I gotta go. But I'm proud of you, little gyro. Have fun on the Eurotour."
Hanging up with a smile, Kat wrote a note that she pinned on her door as she stepped out. I'm out for a month. Call my Agent if it's urgent and you know the number. If either of those conditions aren't met, find someone else to help you out.
Stepping out of the apartment building as Dust pulled up, Kat gives a nod as she runs her eyes over Alice. "Oh, she is definitely a beauty," she tells the Nomad.
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Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
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Pierce went back to his room to collect a few supplies for the trip, as well as his Assault Rifle, before coming back up to take care of some last orders of business. "Hey Min-Jee, since we're going to be out of town, do you want rent for next month now or when we get back?" While he waited for her answer, he contacted some frequent clients and told them that he'd be out of town for a month. He didn't figure that they would like that news, but with this job, his reputation would be at the point where they'd hold him in enough esteem that they'd hire him anyway, or that he'd have so many clients pour in that their loss wouldn't matter.
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Jenna had a pretty good feeling everyone would say yes, even Kat - despite how they just met. There was something promising about the company Min Jee kept, and Jenna had a good feeling.
Knowing they would most likely agree, she had prepared everything in the trunk of her car, and went downstairs to get her things. "I'll be right back." she said. "Quacky, be a good boy until the hand that feeds you get back, ok?" she teased. Quacky snorted.
Walking to the parking garage, she opened the trunk of her car where a number of items were stored and displayed. A rack installed on the top of the inside trunk had a couple of different pistols and shotguns, with a large assault rifle as well - I mean, you never know when THAT'LL come in handy. Surprisingly often.
In the actual lower trunk part contained pressed, neatly organized business suits for every occasion. She took a small suitcase and loaded it up with some clothing and toiletries, and replaced her standard pistol with another pistol that looked much more menacing - i'm talkin' a huge sick ass heavy six shooter that would puncture a hole in an armored van it's bullets were so big. She unsheathed it from the top inside hood and gave it a loving look like she was ******* it with her eyes before replacing her standard pistol with good ole "oh shit, it's time to bring out "I'm not ******* around anymore" sized pistol." She holstered it in the light leather gun holder she had strapped to her side chest, by her ribs - she could feel the weight of it and it turned her on. It was her favorite pistol, only brought out for special occasions.
After she was armed and packed, she closed the trunk and with a loud *CHEEPCHEEP* - the car alarm was activated.
She walked back to Min Jee's apartment and said, "Ok, i'm all set.", finishing her coffee.
Dust grinned at Kat as she complimented his car, "That she is." Alice seemed to roar slightly as they took off from her house, "She's a beast as well~" He laughed, feeling the excitement behind the power in her engine as he directed the car to MJ's place, knowing that, the rest of the group would likely be there.
Arriving at the apartment, he would call the rest of the group, letting them know he was downstairs with the engine on. Dist would look over to Kat, "I know it's probably a little late to ask, but you've got everything you need?"
Min-Jee saw everyone out of her apartment, and when she was left alone, she lets out a sigh and begins to call her tenants to let them know of her sudden absence. Rent would still be expected, and her tenants could still deposit their payments in her account. Had any issues arose, she was a text away, yada, yada, yada. Saying the same thing over and over again... for about an hour or so as she packed. Messages were left for those who didn't answer, and she changed her voice answering box stating her leave and her expectations. Taking care of so many tenant was a chore whenever she had to leave, but money was money.
After packing away some clothes in her Hello Kitten luggage bag, she opted to take a quick shower before putting away the good stuff in another pack. Pink heavy pistol, modded by a good friend of hers, followed by her her visor and bodysuit, were all tucked away in a pastel blue duffle bag. Now to tell the guild...
As the group funneled their way into her apartment once more, they would hear shouting in Korean coming from her room.
(Translated because I'm lazy as hell)
"Oh, suck my dick, Hyeon-Ju! You're acting as if I'm quitting forever! I'm leaving for a month! ... My systems are the best at my place, you seriously think I'm gonna downgrade to some intertech cafes? ... Yes, an actual job-- Oh **** YOU, Ji. Get Ju-Won to take care of your ass while I'm gone... Yeah, I know his healing isn't as great as mine, but the guys gotta try to get it to my level... Updated my stream shit, yeah, my subs will know... The band's called Entropy or some shit, I don't know, don't pay attention to that kinda music... Oho, nooooow you guys are alright with this?... Ugh, fanboys... Whatever. I gotta go. Try not to kill each other will you?"
Min-Jee huffs after putting away her headset and completely shutting down her systems, giving the monitors and hard drives a loving pat for a job well done, as per usual. She leaves her room with her luggage rolling behind her and bag in hand. "Alright, I'm good to go, I think. And when we get back, Pierce."
Her outfit:
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
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NIGHT CITY TO LIVERPOOL
Dust drove us all to the airport. We made sure to keep his car in high security storage in the underground parking lot. We processed our paperwork, handed in our luggage, and boarded. Quacky was not thrilled, however, about being in a small animal cage in airplane cargo, however. Regulations and shit we couldn't avoid. He was a bird, after all.
The plane ride was brief and uneventful, thanks to modern airplanes and luxury. Food, drink, movies, entertainment - it was all available.
We landed in Liverpool about 5 hours later. We collected our luggage from the conveyor belts and waited for Quacky's cage to roll on in. When it did, Jenna opened the cage to let Quacky out, he was covered in duck turd.
"We missed you, Quacky!" she said, buzzed from all the drinking she did on the plane, not immediately noticing he was covered in his own shit.
"F*ck you." he said, very annoyed. "F*ck ALL of you."
Jenna made a sad face. "Was it bad back there?"
Quacky snorted. "Oh where, you mean in storage? In the freezing cold with all the other cargo?!"
"Sorry, Quacky, we tried to get you on board with the rest of us, but they said no animals in first class." Jenna admitted.
"You mother f*ckers were in FIRST CLASS?!" he screamed.
"What is that smell?" Jenna said, suddenly distracted.
"Shit!" Quacky yelled. "It's my own shit!"
"Ucchhh!" Jenna said, grossed out, finally realizing it.
"What?" Quacky said, annoyed. "Don't 'Ucchhh' me, you f*cking *****. Where was I supposed to go, while all of you were in first class sipping champagne and shitting wherever you PLEASE. I've been stuck standing in a little plastic prison in my own feces!!"
But that didn't really happen. Quacky was allowed with us in first class. He was a well behaved duck, and certainly didn't speak that way. But Jenna did have a few drinks and was warm and happy. She carried Quacky under her arm, who was free of duck shit, while everyone got off the plane to meet our contact.
A sign was being held up by a typical limo driver that had our names on it. We acknowledged to him that we were the ones, showed our ID, and we were driven to the hotel. We noticed that Britain was a lot like the US in terms of technology, style, and class - it was like we never left Night City. We pulled into the hotel, where in the lobby we met a Corporate looking dude, and a Solo.
"How's it going? Welcome, i'm Jimenez, General Manager of Entropy. Nice to meet you all." the Corp said, shaking everyone's hand. He gestured to the Solo. "This is Kessler, Jack Entropy's bodyguard. He'll take you up to the room to meet everyone else."
Kessler smiled and nodded to everyone. "Pleasure. If you'll follow me, please?"
Dust the moment they arrived at the airport, he was already on guard and watching everything around him. New place, new rules. It didn't matter how similar it was to where they came from, a good Nomad new that when they got in new stomping grounds, that they had to be wary of who owned it first.
When they met Kessler, Dust gave a nod and followed the man along, sizing him up as the walked, as well as checking the surroundings for escape routes, potential vehicles, cover, etc.
Earlier: Kat nods to Dust. "Yeah, don't worry, I'm a good packer. Spent most of my time growing up on the move. I've got everything."
Now: Kat looks around the hotel with her usual rapidly flickering eyes, snapping her gaze to the pair in front of them long enough to shake Jimenez's hand and return Kessler's nod. She murmurs a quick greeting and follows Kessler, bag over her shoulder and kept close as she kept taking in the area.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
THE HOTEL ROOM
This hotel is indeed pretty fancy. Think of a futuristic five star hotel, something you might find in Vegas. Everything is cleaned, immaculate, and modern. Kessler leads you up the elevator to the eighth floor, the "special" suites and penthouses. Jimenez, who also took the elevator, said, "Come talk to me after you've met the crew and settled into your rooms. Here's the keys. We need to discuss your pay. Concert starts tomorrow and we need to dot the eyes and cross the tees. You know, business stuff." Jimenez hands you all keys. One room for the dudes, one for the ladies. "This way, people." Kessler says, leading you into the penthouse of Entropy.
The penthouse that Entropy's management team had rented for them was one of the most amazing hotel rooms you've ever seen. There was music and DJ equipment everywhere, and crew working and hustling about. There was an enormous open bar, plenty of luxurious couches and chairs, and everyone wondering why Jenna was carrying a duck. A man who looked like a combination of Mick Jagger and Steven Tyler stumbled from the crowd to Jenna and the group.
"Jenna!!" Jack Entropy slurred, walking up to her, an alcoholic beverage in hand. He had a very thick English accent. "You ******* *****! How are you??"
Jenna smiled, setting Quacky down. "Hi Jack! Long time no see, how have you been?" she asked.
"Fantastic! Fantastic! Wow, LOOK at you!" he said, looking her over, like inspecting a material valuable. Then Jack looked down. "Is that a f*cking duck!?" he laughed.
"It is." she confirmed. "That's Quacky." Quacky honked in a hello. Jenna turned to the others. "This is Kat, Pierce, Min Jee, and Dust. We're your hired help."
He clapped his hands together, delighted. "Yeeaaahhhh!" he approved, looking everyone over. "Hello everyone! I'm Jack Entropy! F*cking pleased to meet you all! I hope you enjoy the show. It's gonna be a riot!" he said, swaying a bit, excited, a little sweaty. "Come! Let me introduce you to the crew. STUART, YOU F*CK! GET ANOTHER ROUND OF DRINKS YOU C0CK."
Pierce sees (and most likely smells) the drunken rock star and can't help but find the name Jack Entropy appropriate, given his age and the amount of alcohol that he had consumed. He shook Jack's hand, while taking in their surroundings. A part of him really wanted to sleep after flying over here, but he couldn't do that at the moment without looking like he was standing his employer up. What he would do however, was go over to the bar and order something sweet.
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Kat gives Jack a nod and settles for looking around the room while Jack brings them to introduce the rest of the crew.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Min-Jee doesn't hide her discomfort and her displeasure with the drunken rockstar and merely waves at him in greeting. "Bulkwaehan jwi namja," She says through a forced smile. "Pleasure to meet you."
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
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MEETING THE CREW
While at the massive bar, Stuart does as Jack orders and serves you guys drinks - anything you'd like. He's in a good mood, tomorrow is the big show, so he calls over his Tour Crew one by one. But first, a little about Jack.
JACK ENTROPY (ROCKERBOY)
Jack's real name is John Inkerman, and he's made a great lifestyle for himself in Europe. Underneath his unkempt and untamed media image, there's a smooth and businesslike min aware of the money to be made as continuing to be one of the greatest musical icons in the world. He drinks, does drugs, and is a huge party animal - not to mention a rumor that he's lately consistently refused to undergo treatment for his mild cyberpsychosis. But hey, whatever keeps cranking out the tours and the music.
JIMENEZ (CORP)
Jimenez is the General Manager of Entropy, employed by the record company to make sure all things go smooth. He's a clean cut hispanic gentleman, and fatally attracted to the music business. He even gave up a lucrative career in the Music Media Studies Department at the Harvard Bsuiness School just to manage Entropy's career. He's dress in a suit, and always carries around a small organizer.
CATHRINE (CORP)
You're introduced to Cathrine Clements, the Marketing Director. She's a tall slender blonde, very attractive. As you're introduced to her, she's on the phone chatting away with someone, barely giving you all a notice, which makes Jack laugh in amusement. Such an ambitious and busy lady, she seems. She's highly educated, polished, and has worked and studied across the globe, and she's got an enormous network of contacts.
TINKER (TECH)
Jean Gardner, AKA Tinker, comes from a musical background and she then gravitated to the technical side of the business. She's a decent looking half white half black woman who's freelanced for bands like Eurodyne, Love KamiKaze, Blackheart, and lots of other big names. She wears a bandana around her head and a toolbelt on her waist - smiling, and cheerful. You can tell this gal can either win your heart or break it in a second. She's got black hair and bright green eyes.
KESSLER (SOLO)
Kessler comes by to have a drink as Jack continues to mingle with you all - Kessler's a Scot, and boy he's got a thick accent. He's actually really pleasant and seems very genuine. He's also dressed in a suit, and shoulder length black hair, and always seems to be near Jack in some shape or form in case there's any trouble. All in all, he's a pretty solid guy.
TAMMI-LU (FIXER)
Tammi-Lu is introduced next, Jack giving her a nice slap on the a$$. An Asian woman, exotic, mysterious, gorgeous. Raised in the Tokyo megaburb by a Japanese father and an american mother, her ability to socialize with people go her into the music industry with ease, and she hooked onto Jack both as a ticket to the upper class and out of twisted maternal concern. You're not exactly sure what she does, but Jack laughs and calls her an "ornament".
What to do from here?
This penthouse is huge. Jack is more than happy to shoot the shit with you all before he gets pulled away by a group of hot looking chicks sitting by the couches. You're in a very fancy suite with a music legend, food, drink, drugs, sex, you name it. There's lots of emotion and energy in the air and everyone, in some shape or form, is either preparing for tomorrow, or getting f*cked up. You're more than welcome to role-play, but the concert is tomorrow night and you still have to unpack and get a good night sleep.
It didn't take long for Pierce to figure out what Jack meant by calling Tammi an ornament. It wasn't a pretty picture, but he had an idea. Overall, he got the impression that Jack wasn't the guy who realized that maybe he should chill out as he got older and that maybe checking him into rehab was the best thing they could do to protect him. But Jack didn't pay them to come over and act like his parents. He would take advantage of the food and drink offered by Jack, but he certainly wouldn't get drunk or partake in booze or sex while on the job.
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Kat listens to the introductions, looking at each crew member for long enough to see what they look like before continuing to look around the suite in rapid, purposeful sweeps of her gaze. She makes a quiet excuse and heads for the girls suite, sliding her duffel under her bed without bothering to fully unpack it. She still remembered how to be on the move from when she was growing up. Obviously she didn't ditch her weapons, though. She headed back to the suite to mingle, getting some food as well. Sleeping could wait a bit, she'd napped on the plane.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Jack Entropy had not seen Jenna in quite a while. In fact, not since she was about 19 - the first time she was hired to protect the band during their tours. Now, Jenna was almost 30, maybe even 30, maybe a little over 30, so as the group was finished meeting the band staff, he continued to talk with her, and whoever was around as well - telling stories of his career, people he had met, and of course, things he had seen and done. Stuart kept the drinks and food plentiful as people of Entropy mingled. Jack loved to talk about himself, clearly, but at least his stories were interesting. He drank profusely, and swore a lot. A LOT.
The actual band members of Entropy were either extremely buzzed, doing drugs, or having sex in one of the rooms. The whole penthouse was packed with people. Hard, fast synth music was blaring in the room, and it was literally like everyone was in a private club. During the pre tour party, Jimenez and Cathrine have everyone sign agreements to be paid ten thousand euros per person for the month of work, and - as long as everything went smoothly - at the end everyone would receive a bonus.
(If this is acceptable, we will abstract the scene where you sign the agreement. Basically, the document states that you will perform various duties for each and any of the Entropy staff (Jack, Cathrine, Jimenez, Tammi, Kessler, Tinker, etc) that require your help during the tour for one month. You will make sure, by doing these tasks, that the tour runs smoothly, that Jack is protected - he is an asset, after all - and that nothing gets out of hand. Room and board, food, drink, transportation, the concerts themselves, and of course, drugs and women/men, are all on the house.)
Like perfect timing, Jack got distracted by something on the wide screen TV. The channel was tuned to Net 54 News, THE news channel of the world in this day and age. He turned to watch at it and Jenna followed his gaze. On the channel, an attractive woman at a desk announced:
"...and, in the entertainment news tonight, Rocker Jack Entropy officially denied the paternity suit brought against him by Maria Falste of New Jersey. His comment to the news was as follows: (The scene switches to Jack being interviewed) "Why would I *BEEP* that *BEEP* anyway? Have you seen her?? I've seen better looking Joy Girls in the Combat Zone in Night City for *BEEP* sake. I could have Sharon Glass if I wanted her, why would I settle for THIS nobody?" (The scene switches back to the news anchor) Ms. Falste's lawyers have yet to comment..."
Jack turns away from the TV and takes a huge swig of his drink. "F*ucking dumb a$$ b*tch!!" he yells, then explodes into laughter. It was contagious, so Jenna and Quacky laughed as well.
"With full professional confidentiality, is her kid yours?" Pierce asks, somewhat disbelieving that Maria Falste didn't give birth to Jack Entropy's bastard child.
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This wasn't Min-Jee's scene at all. The hacker tried to be polite enough to stay and be introduced to the rest of the group, but after that she bid her goodbyes and headed to the girls room with Kat. Instead of heading back like her, however, she stayed inside. With her cat headphones on, her immersed herself into a rhythm phone game she had been playing recently to help drown out the loud music and chatter from the outside.
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
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