To: Wada Tomiyori
Personal Report – Ai Wo
My friend, as you know, today a deal was made. In fact, many deals were made. But let’s begin with the first. The group of runners I have come to begin to work with reached a decision during my unconsciousness from the previous week’s run, and elected not to go with the offered Police Station, but the basement of a bar in Arcadia, called Greenbacks. It is a spacious location that all told will cost us ¥8,000 per month. It does have space for a magical lodge, so there is that.
The decision was made none too soon. SAM1’s companion, Maria, was quite pleased to see us leave. In return for her help and service, she requested a favor of us; namely a request for us to raid a RepliTouch clinic for some rather expensive and high end cyberware. While the heist would likely have been able to pay the safehouse for a month, our debt to Maria was that large, and the favor was quite warranted. Especially with the likely costs she will incur cleaning my blood from the couch on which I was stuck for days.
Before leaving however, Kiera had a few choice words for me. For one so young, she is quite wise, if blunt. She pointed out my lack of gratitude for Elliot saving my life on our previous run; and she was right.
Our move to the safehouse, despite the pain, went smoothly with a single exception. Apparently SAM1 drives an unregistered vehicle, as I found out with a near heart attack when he found himself pulled over. However, beyond this, we were able to slide in under our cover of delivery drivers, and get our gear into the safehouse. With no one else present, casing the joint, I spent some time avoiding stir craziness by designing some potential layouts for what will become my new home.
Elliot and Bailey were sent to case out the RepliTouch clinic we had been directed to. While Eliot spoke with those at the front counter, ‘browsing’, Bailey showed some level of competence to request a blood sample be taken to determine her compatibility for cyberware, which got her into the Clinic’s back room under legitimate auspices. Impressively enough, for acting like what one would call an airhead on most days, she had the presence of mind to nick the access badge of one of the workers. Thankfully, the run would be that night, meaning we likely wouldn’t have an issue with it no longer working.
Upon their return, and just before the run, I presented Ellot with a gift, a repayment of my debt. A commlink, in a custom form factor to appear as a deck, preloaded with a wrapper program; to protect him from appearing as a technomancer at first glance.
It’s amazing what can happen when the oaf is not present on a run. With a casting of Invisibility from myself, her own silent footfalls, and the technological assistance of Ellot, we were able to steal every single item on Maria‘s list, every single item on Bailey’s Fence’s list, and a few other odds and ends without raising a single alarm. Even during the getaway.
I pray this is my first report of many, as you have quickly reminded me Wada, that my lack of attention to our relationship is unacceptable in many ways. Your call today has been noted, and I will gain the cooperation of two of my companions for your fighting competition this Sunday, as requested. Please provide me time, my friend, I will inform you as soon as I have gained their cooperation.