Jan 28, 2075
I was in Miami, on a quiet errand, when I received a message from the Red Queen. She has a favour she needed done.
She needs some specific hardware and data contained therein. She has cooked a ‘mission’ with the Orange Tigertails, to cover the hardware theft. This completely in character for Red Queen. The drag is this facility is a tier three MCT research facility. Mitsuhama Computer Technologies is a the third largest Mega on the planet. They lead in Magical Research, Hardware, Software, Robotics, and Entertainment. They also employ a zero survival rate of intruders philosophy. This means, they use Magic, magical beasts, spiders, drones, and human assets deployed on a lethal footing. They are willing to accept the internal collateral losses such a philosophy would dictate. It also means a no prisoners directive with no interrogation, before a summary execution.
Some reason, as yet unknown reason The Orange Tigertails raised 500,000 CAS to hire a team to attack this site. They can best be described as soft on discipline of convictions but, hard on rhetoric. They are NEO-Luddite in philosophy. The grown up disenfranchised youth from “Miami Beach who were impacted by the matrix crashes, and see the technology mega-corporations as the cause of the problems of the 6th world.”
They want to hire us for 500,000 $CAS to hit the facility and cause several million dollars of damage. Mega vandalism for hire. Unsubtle and appealing to base appetites, for an mythological time before our tools became indistinguishable from magic.
She left these parting thoughs. “You should probably take Mariner along with you – if you feel you must.” and an appointment for “Element Miami International Airport Hotel” at a date and time.
We catch the meeting, with out Mariner, as he missed his connection to Miami. We end up in a very nice AR enhanced meeting room. We get to meet the Red Queen’s new hired help.
‘Elrige’, the gaunt ‘longhaul’ amped frame of a vehicle rigger. He must be transport. Young with a casualness that I find somewhat sloppy.
The Decker is ‘Millie’, Low on interpersonal skills, reminds me of an artist, if it is not related to their art, it must be Algae feedstock. No visible weapons, or visible armor. Not well adjusted, this one.
After , we go do out meet at Wolfgang’s Steakhouse to meet with Clutch. Vertigo leads the talking and we get half the CAS payment in advance. They use Electric bikes, comlinks, some cyberware in enough concentrations to pass for a run of the mill go gang. Maybe their NEO-Luddite shtick is a cover.
I spend the time rigging a fuel and agriculture truck bomb. It was dropped into parking, and we then prepped for a boat ride out to our ticket into the MCT-Mercy Hospital research and development complex.
We get in according to plan. We get to the target clean except for some confusion with one of Millie’s agent in a track drone. The Prize is thirty blades of a complex micro proto-matix node. For those that Know this stuff better then me, that is what it looked like.
After disabling a few techs, triggering the alarm, and extracting all thirty of the quantum hardware blades, we made our way to the extraction point. My bombs were impressive, but the freighter collision was the gem.
Vertigo and Melie brought down a pursuit chopper. I covered the Millie’s Roto-killer drone up to He made it up the coast, and Eldrige stopped for food at a fish and chips place as we wait for our transport for the package.