I've now done everyone's downtime I think. I've certainly looked at it all, if I haven't responded shout at me to do so. If you havent already, can you all bung me the latest copy of your character sheets too, I want to make sure I have everything up to date my end. I think I have, but it doesnt hurt to check.
On to the next run!
About a week has passed since the last run, and you have all been getting up to a variety of japes and jollies, including for some of you a rather fun night out on the town organised by Al.
Sunday morning rolls around, and Al is woken at the crack of dawn by his resident AI squatter setting all the in house music systems to play Wagner at full volume. In what you think might be an attempt to make amends, it makes you a cup of soykaff once it realises you don’t appreciate the music. It carries on making soykaff all morning. At 11am (49 cups later), a courier arrives at your front door with a thick envelope containing 3 RFID chips with “77” printed on them, and a message from Dae.
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Your presence is requested at the 77 this evening, 9pm sharp. Formal attire and one of the enclosed chips will be required for each persons entry.
Al, you know the 77. It’s an ultra-exclusive club in the Renton area, normally used for corporate bigwigs, syndicate bosses and rich people from the entertainment industry. It won’t have an issue with race, but the security means SIN’s are likely to be given a good check over, and weapons/illegal implants could cause a fuss. Active comlinks and the like will be perfectly normal though, a lot of the people there are likely to still be working whilst they eat and socialise. You haven’t actually been in this one, but you know the sort of place, and there are only two reasons to go there: to make an impression on whoever you are meeting or to be seen by the press going in.
GOTIEM!
