[d20 Modern] Session One: Funky Martian Monks (CowBoy BeBop)

The perky mechanic watches the screen as if in a trance, idly munching on some bell peppers. "You think I could get a jacket like Judy's?" she asks rhetorically.

At the sound of the reward, she almost chokes on her meal. "Thirteen million woolongs? More money than I've seen at one time. You think this cat's going to be difficult to catch?" She leans back in the chair, then glances at Thalessa. "So, how does one go about nabbing a crook, man? 'Cause bringing him in would be crazy kinds a' cool."
 

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Vincent finishes up his meal and lights a cigarette. "Well, the way everyone is referring to this cat, my guess is we lure him out with a nice, fresh tuna."

He leans back and looks around. "Anyway, we should probably hit the Net and see what we can find on this guy before we land. Anyone up for that?" He looks around, then stands up and heads to the console. "Right, didn't think so."

(OOC- During the conversation I'll miss over the next couple days I'm searching the news for references to Jun, his background, and the theft)
 

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Phase Difference Space Gates (“Gates”) use the science of Spatial Alternation Dynamics to move objects from one jump point to another in a fraction of the time it would take to travel using sub-light speed. Gate technology rests on the theory that the universe we exist in disappears every 1/48th of a second, in which it is momentarily replaced by another dimension. This Phase Difference Space dimension is calculated to be about 1/240th the size of our universe, allowing one to travel 240 times faster than normal. In order to travel from one point to another, the ship must enter and exit the PDS dimension with precise timing, handled by the Gates. Construction and maintenance of these gates rests solely on the Gate Public Corporation who most believe could have prevented the catastrophic Gate Incident of 2022 that made Earth uninhabitable.

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Through the pinpricks of light, the Bebop exited PDS into normal space, passing through the multiple rings that made up the Gate and blowing out the beautiful light streams common now into lovely streaming puffs.

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Through the viewport everyone present at the front could see the now heavily terraformed Mars, the new center of activity in the Solar System. Not an inch of Mars wasn’t covered with the repopulated earth, civilizations from all over rebuilt in haphazard fashion. Where else could you find a Zen Temple right next to the Eiffel Tower? Shopping malls, theme parks, casinos, extremely tall buildings, national landmarks and craters full of metropolitan life.

Vincent Lam continued his research into the Jun Kuroi, looking as if it will take him a few hours before he can come up with anything useful. Meanwhile the rest of the crew, left to their own devices, decide their own tasks. What could the intrepid crew of the Bebop be after now?
 

Bobcat finishes up her food and discards the bowl on the closest surface she can find. Then she hops up and turns to Thalessa, a large grin on her face. "If you need me boss, I'll be somewhere in the belly of this beast, making myself more familiar with it." She hadn't been on the Bebop long enough to know all of its systems inside out, and in fact hadn't even explored the whole ship yet, but she was going to remedy that.

Standing and smoothing out her overalls, she stalked from the room, pausing only to stoop and pick up her guitar in one hand. Heading towards the engine room, Bobcat hummed a bit, the melody ringing off the ship's internal surfaces.
 

Vincent sat there puttering for the 10 minutes until they entered Mars orbit but failed to find anything useful other than what they had already learned via Big Shot. Perhaps researching wasn't his particular skill. Though he did find out where the temple was located.
 

Thalessa rose and stepped over to glance at Vincent's results. "Hmm...I can get us there. Lam, you and I will check out the temple. As for you, Williams," she went on, turning and folding her arms while throwing a skeptical gaze Chase's way, "do you think you can handle picking up the word on the street? Tenskawatawa, why don't you go along and keep him out of any permanent trouble?" she suggested.
 

Gil nods and begins to put on his boots. "Cool Cap'n, my mind was buzzin'g with the same brainwave. Crazy." Looking at Chase he adds "We can scope out the lay of the land, check out some fences and buyers and maybe poke around the ISSP Station, hepcat. It'd be good to escape this tub."

Casting a conspiring look at the pilot he says in a half whipser "And maybe we can even cruise near the casinos and check the scene there, flyboy." Gil looks back to Thalessa and intejects somewhat defensively,"For official business of course jefe, the Syndicates sometimes have contacts there. Maybe like our bounty head is a high roller."
 
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Daiymo said:
Gil nods and begins to put on his boots. "Cool Cap'n, my mind was buzzin'g with the same brainwave. Crazy." Looking at Chase he adds "We can scope the temple and maybe poke around the ISSP Station, hepcat. It'd be good to escape this tub."

Casting a conspiring look at the pilot he says in a half whipser "And maybe we can even cruise near the casinos and check the scene there, flyboy."

I like the sound of that... he thought as he turned to Gil, "Sounds like a plan, plus it will give me a chance to get the lay of the land, he who knows the territory wins the war... Sun Tzu, got to love him."

Chase fixes his gaze on the Captain and winks, "I can handle it Captain, say how about after we catch this bounty, I take you out for a real night on the town, show you a good time..."
 

Thalessa snorted. "I don't need your help to have a good time, Williams," she informed with a smirk in that rich timbre of her voice that flowed like red wine. Well, maybe red wine mixed with bile. "And I know you can have a good time all by yourself. You like those 'racing' magazines a lot, don't you?" she ribbed as she walked back over to where Chase was sitting.

Her hand brushed his shoulder as she leaned down and grabbed the back of the couch to support herself, her other hand resting on the arm rest. A lock of blue hair that had escaped her pony tail fell forward as she looked him straight in the eye. "Just bring home the woolongs," she instructed quietly with lazy annoyance. "With that kind of money I'm sure you can buy plenty of girls to satisfy yourself."

Then she straightened up again and crossed her arms. "Screw up and I'll kick your sorry skin all the way back to Earth myself."
 

"Don't worry about me Thalessa, I will bring home the bacon," he starts walking for his ship to get it prepared for flight, "I just love it when you get all authoritative, its cute."

He dissapears down the long hallway towards the ship thinking, Now to form up a plan, scout out the Temple, yeah obvious, hmm maybe hit the Blackmarket, or maybe learn more about what he stole, and possibly why... maybe money, or maybe something else. Why do I get the feeling, I am going to have to actually work to get this thirteen million woolongs...
 
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