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<blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 5905147" data-attributes="member: 60965"><p><strong>VR, the Champions</strong></p><p></p><p><img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs32/f/2008/226/f/b/Isolation_Level_5_by_Hideyoshi.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>Raikov adjusted the shoulder plate on the body armor Sieran had acquired for him, wishing again he had a morph more designed for combat in case weapons went free during the meeting.</p><p></p><p>Ishmael nodded to him and Raikov was about to say something to him when Nidoran notified him that he'd gotten a message. He played it then laughed.</p><p></p><p>"What?" Ishmael said, reassembling his sub-machine gun.</p><p></p><p>"You won't believe this... this dumb luck. Sieran just told me it's go time."</p><p></p><p>"And? That's not luck, we've been waiting for nearly a day for that."</p><p></p><p>Raikov shook his head. "The person he's negotiating with is named, get this: Ridley. He says she has some rare artifact that she might want to sell to some corp or the like under-the-table and his job is to 'ascertain the value of said object'."</p><p></p><p>"And they need a third-party like Sieran so they have plausible deniability if whatever is inside wipes out Extropia..."</p><p></p><p>"Exactly. You want to contact that scientist guy that Helios hooked us up with and let him know he might need to examine an object from Earth in the near future? I'm going to see what AltecLansing has figured out."</p><p></p><p>"Koch?" Ishmael said. "Sure, I'll let him know."</p><p></p><p>Raikov was already inviting AltecLansing to the otherwise-empty maglev car that they'd been riding all around Extropia for the last six hours. AltecLansing's shimmering avatar appeared in AR on the seat across from Raikov.</p><p></p><p>"Go time?"</p><p></p><p>"Yeah, troops are rallying at Club Nocturnis. We're on our way there now. What did you find out about Ridley?"</p><p></p><p>AltecLansing rubbed his virtual lips for a moment, before he spoke. "Let's meet someplace more secure. I have a VR space I've secured - as much as that word applies - on freeMesh, I'll invite you in."</p><p></p><p>Raikov had no sooner agreed than he was sitting in a leather chair looking out over a burning city. His muse scanned the skyline and quickly supplied him with his location and a rough date: "NEW YORK, DURING ITS DESTRUCTION, MID-FALL"<strong>.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong>"Nice place, Altec" he said, getting up to look out the windows. "Bet this was a sweet pad before the Fall. Yours?"</p><p></p><p>"Call me Bose, it's my real name - as real as names are now anyway." Bose said, now an ordinary looking man in a simple black business suit mixing what looked like a mi tai in the kitchen. "But we didn't come here to talk about ancient history. Here's what I know about Ridley:"</p><p></p><p>"She was in the United States Special Forces, primarily serving as an escape-and-evasion instructor after a few stints in Kabul, Tehran, Palestine, and that nasty affair with the Johannesburg coup..."</p><p></p><p>Pictures, flat vids, and holos of various combat morphs in action, instructing, firing weapons, in formal dress, and the like played on or by the windows of the penthouse as he talked.</p><p></p><p>"Demolitions expert as well. After the Fall she worked freelance all over the solar system. No apparent politics. Worked several recurring crews with various "Wing" names depending on where they were primarily operating: Lunawing, Titanwing, etcetera. High level operative. Rumors are that her latest group should call itself Earthwing..."</p><p></p><p>He paused and poured two mi tais, watching Raikov's reaction - or lack thereof - as he did so.</p><p></p><p>"...which you already know," he said, handing Raikov one of the drinks. They both took a sip. The VR was good, Raikov could almost taste it. Judging by Bose's reaction, he had an XP linked to his - a highly personal one at that - even the best VR couldn't draw a reaction quite like that. There was an instant of... something in his expression after the drink? Terror? Sorrow? Both?</p><p></p><p>"So Omnicorp is trying to buy an Earth... something from Ridley and we're along to make things smooth?" Bose said.</p><p></p><p>"Sieran told you we were working for Omnicorp? He didn't tell me that."</p><p></p><p>"He didn't tell me anything," Bose said, pausing a moment. "And that doesn't answer my question."</p><p></p><p>"Your question wasn't a question."</p><p></p><p>"Okay, then here's one: Sieran is going as contract negotiator for Omnicorp; who are you representing? You knew about Ridley and whatever she's got from Earth before-hand but not enough to act on your own apparently since you needed me to get more info and you're pursuing this deal with Sieran instead of going after Ridley directly. What does she have that everyone is after?"</p><p></p><p>Raikov paused, considering how much to reveal. "We're mostly working for ourselves. As for what she's got, it's a pressurized, vacuum-sealed containment vessel and it <em>is</em> from Earth. If you want to know what's inside-"</p><p></p><p>Nidoran overrode his VR access and suddenly he was back in the maglev as it slid to a stop. Ishmael was pushing himself towards the door, highlighted in the flashing lights of Club Nocturnis.</p><p></p><p>"Go time," Raikov sent to Bose.</p><p></p><p>"We'll have to continue our conversation some time... soon," Bose replied.</p><p></p><p>Sieran was waiting at the boarding station outside, the burly Hacron beside him with his battered briefcase, and Bose's Swarmoid all around them.</p><p></p><p>"Good, you're all here. We're not going far, just to The Sphere - or what's left of it. Let's get moving, punctuality is key in business."</p><p></p><p>"Did you say The Sphere?" Ishmael said as they pushed out into the empty space around Club Nocturnis towards the far passageway that led to their new destination.</p><p></p><p>Sieran nodded.</p><p></p><p>"Great," Ishmael said, low enough for Raikov to hear. "Nothing like meeting an unstable demolitions expert at the last place she blew up..."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Iron Sky, post: 5905147, member: 60965"] [b]VR, the Champions[/b] [IMG]http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs32/f/2008/226/f/b/Isolation_Level_5_by_Hideyoshi.jpg[/IMG] Raikov adjusted the shoulder plate on the body armor Sieran had acquired for him, wishing again he had a morph more designed for combat in case weapons went free during the meeting. Ishmael nodded to him and Raikov was about to say something to him when Nidoran notified him that he'd gotten a message. He played it then laughed. "What?" Ishmael said, reassembling his sub-machine gun. "You won't believe this... this dumb luck. Sieran just told me it's go time." "And? That's not luck, we've been waiting for nearly a day for that." Raikov shook his head. "The person he's negotiating with is named, get this: Ridley. He says she has some rare artifact that she might want to sell to some corp or the like under-the-table and his job is to 'ascertain the value of said object'." "And they need a third-party like Sieran so they have plausible deniability if whatever is inside wipes out Extropia..." "Exactly. You want to contact that scientist guy that Helios hooked us up with and let him know he might need to examine an object from Earth in the near future? I'm going to see what AltecLansing has figured out." "Koch?" Ishmael said. "Sure, I'll let him know." Raikov was already inviting AltecLansing to the otherwise-empty maglev car that they'd been riding all around Extropia for the last six hours. AltecLansing's shimmering avatar appeared in AR on the seat across from Raikov. "Go time?" "Yeah, troops are rallying at Club Nocturnis. We're on our way there now. What did you find out about Ridley?" AltecLansing rubbed his virtual lips for a moment, before he spoke. "Let's meet someplace more secure. I have a VR space I've secured - as much as that word applies - on freeMesh, I'll invite you in." Raikov had no sooner agreed than he was sitting in a leather chair looking out over a burning city. His muse scanned the skyline and quickly supplied him with his location and a rough date: "NEW YORK, DURING ITS DESTRUCTION, MID-FALL"[B]. [/B]"Nice place, Altec" he said, getting up to look out the windows. "Bet this was a sweet pad before the Fall. Yours?" "Call me Bose, it's my real name - as real as names are now anyway." Bose said, now an ordinary looking man in a simple black business suit mixing what looked like a mi tai in the kitchen. "But we didn't come here to talk about ancient history. Here's what I know about Ridley:" "She was in the United States Special Forces, primarily serving as an escape-and-evasion instructor after a few stints in Kabul, Tehran, Palestine, and that nasty affair with the Johannesburg coup..." Pictures, flat vids, and holos of various combat morphs in action, instructing, firing weapons, in formal dress, and the like played on or by the windows of the penthouse as he talked. "Demolitions expert as well. After the Fall she worked freelance all over the solar system. No apparent politics. Worked several recurring crews with various "Wing" names depending on where they were primarily operating: Lunawing, Titanwing, etcetera. High level operative. Rumors are that her latest group should call itself Earthwing..." He paused and poured two mi tais, watching Raikov's reaction - or lack thereof - as he did so. "...which you already know," he said, handing Raikov one of the drinks. They both took a sip. The VR was good, Raikov could almost taste it. Judging by Bose's reaction, he had an XP linked to his - a highly personal one at that - even the best VR couldn't draw a reaction quite like that. There was an instant of... something in his expression after the drink? Terror? Sorrow? Both? "So Omnicorp is trying to buy an Earth... something from Ridley and we're along to make things smooth?" Bose said. "Sieran told you we were working for Omnicorp? He didn't tell me that." "He didn't tell me anything," Bose said, pausing a moment. "And that doesn't answer my question." "Your question wasn't a question." "Okay, then here's one: Sieran is going as contract negotiator for Omnicorp; who are you representing? You knew about Ridley and whatever she's got from Earth before-hand but not enough to act on your own apparently since you needed me to get more info and you're pursuing this deal with Sieran instead of going after Ridley directly. What does she have that everyone is after?" Raikov paused, considering how much to reveal. "We're mostly working for ourselves. As for what she's got, it's a pressurized, vacuum-sealed containment vessel and it [I]is[/I] from Earth. If you want to know what's inside-" Nidoran overrode his VR access and suddenly he was back in the maglev as it slid to a stop. Ishmael was pushing himself towards the door, highlighted in the flashing lights of Club Nocturnis. "Go time," Raikov sent to Bose. "We'll have to continue our conversation some time... soon," Bose replied. Sieran was waiting at the boarding station outside, the burly Hacron beside him with his battered briefcase, and Bose's Swarmoid all around them. "Good, you're all here. We're not going far, just to The Sphere - or what's left of it. Let's get moving, punctuality is key in business." "Did you say The Sphere?" Ishmael said as they pushed out into the empty space around Club Nocturnis towards the far passageway that led to their new destination. Sieran nodded. "Great," Ishmael said, low enough for Raikov to hear. "Nothing like meeting an unstable demolitions expert at the last place she blew up..." [/QUOTE]
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