Pete's third shadowrun adventure:Welcome to Fortune

Post by **fabyak** » September 6th, 2010, 8:12

Jon strolls up to the desk and asks, regardless of the sex or race of the being answering the questions

Jon wrote:'Scuse me sweet'eart, we're here to see 'Ey Son. Could you do your thing and let them know we've arrived? Ta

Roman, would you mind if I use Olive for Jon as it's what he's had in the past and it's likely to confuse the hell out of me otherwise

Post by **Roman Totale** » September 6th, 2010, 10:38

No probs! Forgot what you had last time. I need a funky colour, but I'm going to be typing in italics anyway.

Post by **Dog Pants** » September 6th, 2010, 16:07

Does that mean I can have my blue back? I think that's what I was last time.

I'll catch a cab to seatac (I'll assume that's the airport) and do likewise;

Jasper wrote:Awrite. Ah wus look'n fur Ay-sun?

Post by **Roman Totale** » September 6th, 2010, 16:35

Is this taken?

Post by **fabyak** » September 6th, 2010, 19:10

Jon goes into an unexpected coughing fit

Jon wrote:URRRRRRRRRRRRHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAC... Urgh, Fuck me ragged with a 10 foot cactus, that's got it

Post by **Dog Pants** » September 6th, 2010, 19:51

Post by **HereComesPete** » September 7th, 2010, 16:07

Jon wrote:'Scuse me sweet'eart, we're here to see 'Ey Son. Could you do your thing and let them know we've arrived? Ta

The neatly dressed elf looks up at the queue you've just walked past and begins to say something...

Jon wrote:URRRRRRRRRRRRHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAC... Urgh, Fuck me ragged with a 10 foot cactus, that's got it

...She stands there mouth open in horror at the lump of lung butter you just produced and then points at a door labelled 'internal flights'. Her usual composure and professionalism abandoned in the haste to get rid of you.

Staff elf wrote:...through there.

(The door is glass, it leads into one of the rooms behind the big internal glass wall. There's seats and drinks dispensers etc.)

Jasper wrote:Awrite. Ah wus look'n fur Ay-sun?

The neatly dressed elf looks up as you reach the front of the queue and looks at your face paints and big raggedy jacket. She barely misses a beat though, she's obviously quite used to all kinds of people asking her information.

Staff elf wrote:Well hello there... sir... if you'd like to head through the door over to your left labelled internal flights and take a seat, Miss Ghanem will send someone to pick you up shortly.

Post by **HereComesPete** » September 7th, 2010, 16:25

Roman Totale wrote:
Is this taken?

It is now.

So, Alvrin is still to arrive.

Post by **deject** » September 7th, 2010, 16:39

Sorry, as usual I had not been paying close enough attention. I'll walk up to the desk. In my most gentlemanly manner, I will ask the attendant:

Hello, I am looking for Aysun, I'm supposed to be catching a flight.

Post by **HereComesPete** » September 7th, 2010, 17:37

Staff elf wrote:Well hello to you too sir! If you head through the door over there labelled internal flights and help yourself to refreshments whilst you wait.

The flights room is pretty busy, lots of crew and technicians etc are flitting about or crashed out on the ergonomic plastic chairs. Those chairs that make you numb after a few minutes.

There's drink/snack dispensers, worn carpet tiles and the faint smell of bodies despite the air-con. It's the usual uncomfortable waiting room you'll find anywhere that doesn't charge money to sit down.[/quote]

Post by **HereComesPete** » September 7th, 2010, 18:24

After a short wait a Mexican dwarf walks in, obviously looking for people. He heads over to one guy and gives him some directions, then stands blankly for a few seconds.

Pnut · Post by **Pnut** » September 7th, 2010, 18:40

Herandez wrote: Passengers Smith, Dntella, Krinkle and Lafayette, please

Post by **Roman Totale** » September 7th, 2010, 19:17

Smith wrote:I'm Smith. Is this the flight to Fortune?

Smith is...vague. You'd have difficulty remembering his face, and picking him out of a crowd would be difficult. He carries what looks like an old school leather Gladstone bag.

Post by **Dog Pants** » September 7th, 2010, 19:42

Jasper wrote:Where yat cap, y'all lookin' fo us?

Post by **deject** » September 7th, 2010, 20:01

Alvrin stands silently, waiting for instruction.

Post by **fabyak** » September 8th, 2010, 8:12

Jon nods to Alvrin and Jasper

Jon wrote:Afternoon boys

He then offers his hand to the newcomers but doesn't get up

Jon wrote:How you doing, chaps? I'm Jon

Post by **HereComesPete** » September 8th, 2010, 9:12

The passenger Hernandez talked to first just looks at you as if you're crazy. Studying him for a few seconds you quickly ascertain that he is not a 'runner. He may well be up to something dodgy getting on the same flight as you, but he may just fancy not trying to get all the visas and checks necessary to pass through elvish/native american territories. He sets off in the directon he's been told.

That just leaves the team members standing (or sitting in Jon's case) with Smith and Hernandez.

Post by **Roman Totale** » September 8th, 2010, 10:14

Smith looks blankly at the others

Smith wrote:Are you from Fortune? I'm looking for a doctor there.

Pnut · Post by **Pnut** » September 8th, 2010, 17:23

Hernadez turns to Smith

Hernadez wrote:Unfortunatley not sir

Then turns to face the rest of the group

Hernadez wrote:Hola, my name is Hernadez, I am part of the flight crew for Fortune, if you would like to follow me we can now board the flight

With out waiting to see if anyone is following, he turns and starts to head towards the door he came from.

Post by **Dog Pants** » September 8th, 2010, 17:37

I'll follow.