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[Ingo Monk]

*Takashi checks in his gun and makes with the moves from the tons of kung-fu movies he's seen.  He 'flies' towards MFI's table.*

[mercy]

(well since i have no gun ) heads to be checked then leaps up to mfi

[Ruski]

MFI makes room for you on the table by kindly sharing his seatbelt with a couple of the thinner girls that are clammoring for his attention.

It's hard to hear him over the drone of the fans; and the 'HEAYIII-YA!' of kung-fu; but it'll help keep easedroppers out as well.
"Well! If it isn't my favorite Runners! Seriously. You aren't my favorite runners. They took the holidays off! HAHAHAHA I'm just kidding! " His trademark smile is in full effect as he shouts possibly good natured jests at you.
"I'd like to introduce you to your new employeer! McDoogle Cleaning and Supply! We Clean you out; While you wait!" With this; he reaches over; and attaches a nametag ID with a clip to Jazzman's Lapel. the company name is indeed McDoogle Claning and Supply, and it's also got the name "George Washington Carver" with a picture of a short and balding azland-american dwarf with angry pouting lips on it.
"Thease ID's are Solid. the photographs need a little work; but I'll leave that to you. The rest of your gear is in the truck I got for you; parked in the lot here."
He slides a magnetic Valet identification strip onto the metal table.
"Make sure you tip the Valet, I have standards here, Not That it shows through when I hire you guys! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Just kidding!, well; mostly anyways!"

[kv]

I'll check my gun with the desk, of course. Spare a wink for the girl, and then pocket the ticket and move through the gate to MFi's table.

I'll also ignore MFI's Jibes.

*Shouting over the fans to be heard by my compatriots, I'll grab the mag card before the wind catches it*

"MFI, Takashi's deck and stuff are in the van?"

[Ruski]

MFI laughs, and it only looks a little bit forced.
"Hey! I do good work! Unlike some people who can't pick up their target, even if he was stuck to the bottom of their own shoe! HAHAHA, I'm just messing with ya'. Yea. The cyberdeck is in the van as well. but I still don't have any programs for it."
with this he pauses, and seems almost quiet for a second.
"My Source for cyberdecks and programs recently went missing; so I don't have any discounts better than full retail for that stuff."

[kv]

*I'll raise an eyebrow at that last part*

"They went missing? Any way we could do you a favor and track them down?"

[Ruski]

MFI gives an honest laugh to that.
"Perhaps later. One run at a time. I apriceate your entprinual spirit though! I'll tell you what though. if you live through this (not that I don't have faith in you) HAHAHAHAHA! that job is yours! "

[kv]

"Deal."

*I'll get up from the table, with the car keys and the mag card and everything- we don't have time to stay and chat right now*

[Ingo Monk]

*Takashi nods to MFI and kung -fu flies after Jazz.*

[mercy]

nods to mfi and ju mps down

[kv]

*Go out to the valet, give him the ticket*

[Ingo Monk]

*Takashi retrieves his equipment from the check-in counter and follows Jazz.  He still tries to kung-fu fly until he realizes there's no wind keeping him aloft.*

[Ruski]

The Vallet pulls up with your cleaning van. it's fairly non-descript, with a lenght of external vacum hose hooked up to the side, and a logo sprayed acrost the exterior.  the inside has the gear you requested piled into it. with the cyberdeck on top. there are uniforms; and ID tags (minus the one that Jazzman got) and ghost-buster styled cleaning chemical backpacks.

[kv]

(Oh, yeah- I'll pick up my gun too)

"Let's get into the van, then go somewhere else and deck this place before we change. Even if they catch us decking thier system, they might not recognize us dressed in these uniforms."

[Ingo Monk]

*Takashi climbs into the back of the van and checks out the deck.*

It isn't unill you sit down and run your fingers lightly over the startup keys that you notice the red stain left behind on your finger tips. throwing the quick release hatch on the case; exposing the MPCP and memory you are greeted by a grusome sight. it apears that blood has somehow worked it's way into the case. physically it's intact; but after running the bootup sequence, it's easy to see that good to his word, there is no software loaded on the deck. all that's there is a Tarpit subroutine that seems to have deleted everything else, and a name file attached to the hard memory tytled 'my precious'... aparently whomever had this deck previously; didn't fair well with it.