Cut to a plane ride from DC to California, San Jose Airport, to be exact. Jake mercilessly harassed one stewardess in-flight, while Johnny Axelrod dissapeared with another in one of the rest rooms. In both cases, shrieking ensued, but the group arrived in San Jose more or less intact.
One short van ride later, and Force Six was hiking through (and up) the Santa Cruz Mountains. It was easy going for the most part, until the group came upon a nearly sheer climb of over 40 feet.
Jake: Just do like I do, I'm an expert climber.
Jake breaks out his climbing gear and procedds to make slow but steady progress up the face. He reaches the top hardly out of breath and smiling (very unpleasant).
The rest of the group follows suit, with more or less decent competence. A loose piece of rock, however, betrays Biznitch, who is flung down the sheer face, sliding and slamming a considerable distance from where she started in the first place. The spots where she hits the ground are marked with small droplets of blood.
BIZNITCH: (censored) !!!!
Jake rappels down and assists her up the rock face, the two of them working together and recovering nicely.
A short while later, Manuel was called upon to employ his wilderness survival skills, leading the group away from some potential mudslides.
As the rain intensifies, the group is facing a deep chasm. A long rope bridge spans the chasm. Two men ( or just Cecil) could walk on it side by side.
CECIL: maybe I should--
EVERYONE ELSE: You're going last!!!
Biznitch grows impatient and sprints accross the bridge. She shows amazing dexterity and makes rapid progress.
Manuel and Johnny Axlrod follow her. Jake and Cecil draw thier weapons, not setting foot on the bridge, and keeping a wary eye on the opposite side of the chasm.
Just before Biznitch reaches the opposite side, a shrill keening is heard. It sounds almost mechanical, but tortured. Suddenly, four Dark Horror Core Agents rocket out of the chasm. They are wearing alien jetpacks! The jetpacks are the source of the keening noise, and each plugs into the neck of its' wearer. The DHC agents are gaunt and horrbly ugly. Three of the agents sport a horn protruding from thier foreheads. One of the Agents sports three! Each of them are wearing orange and green jumpsuits, and each carries a laser rifle!
Jake and Cecil are ready! They let fly with a barrage of blaster bolts that severely wound one of the DHC Agents! The Agents return fire, but prove to be poor shots. Biznitch puls her pistol and sets her sights on the three-horned Agent (the leader?). She taunts him mercilessly.
BIZNITCH: You want some of this? Bring it on!
Her ploy to bring him closer to her fails, however, and she receives a laser burn in the shoulder for her trouble.
Meanwhile, Johnny Axelrod runs to the far side of the bridge, and dispatches another DHC Agent. Jake and Manuel kill two more Agents, and manage to evade injury themselves.
Cecil puts on a burst of speed and makes it to the far side of the bridge, huffing and puffing all the while.
Biznitch has a brilliant idea, with Johnny's help, she ties a lasso in her rope. One lucky throw later, she is in a contest of strength with the DHC Leaders' backpack!
Manuel readies a knife , thinking the rope bridge may become an emergency rope ladder for his airborne team mate.
Biznitch is dragged off the ground, into the cliff face, and along the opposite side! Her agony ends, however, when Cecil lunges forward and grabs her around the waist. The DHC Agent jerks back in mid-air, reaching the limits of his jetpack. Jake lines the Agent up in his crosshairs, and showers the jetpack in black blood.
A few applications of first aid later, the group is getting ready to press on, but Biznitch insists on trying out her new jetpack first.
CECIL: How will you control the damn thing? It plugged into thier alien brains.
Smiling, Biznitch points to the cyber-jack socket implanted in her neck.
Biznitch shoulders the jetpack and plugs the cord into her cyber-jack. Immediately, she is able to take off into the air and zoom around, guiding the jetpack mentally! Inside Biznitch's mind, the voice that whispers to her is no longer alone. Something new has taken up residence in her mind. Something dark, something sinister, something...alien.
Understanding the need to make haste, Biznitch lands and the group starts climbing again, but not before Johnny gets a good look at her face.
JOHNNY AXELROD: Hey, Biznitch, where'd you'd get that massive zit on your forehead?
. Gospog's probably trying to be kind to me but really my dice were cursed last night. It became sort of a running joke -- I only hit an opponent once the whole night, even with the re-rolls granted by the use of "action chips". 
