Fish and Finger

9.00 - 10.00 Summary

Well, things have been rather fucking interesting this time around.

9.00 – Afterparty
Donal is approached by Kimiko from CYA about their operations and interests, and the possibility of getting the Big Finger spun up again. Donal then started the Faster Pussycat Spin Spin fishbook to garner support for the project, talking to influential individuals from organisations such as the Left Arm. It’ll be good to be able to fucking walk again. All this floating around bullshit does my head in.

Rudyard begins printing off Guardian Angel drones in preparation for the imminent investigation of the Big Finger beta arm. He is approached to assemble some custom-built drones, and after a long period of time manages to put them together. He is not contacted again for this service. See? You know nothing’s going on when THIS is what I’m reporting.

Eddie, still paranoid about the headhunter shell, set his muse to monitoring spime feeds around the Big Finger. He was notified of a suspicious crate floating near the hotzone. He ventured out to it, finding it impervious to T-ray analysis (contents suspected to be someone’s private Meatcube collection). Donal polled the populace to find an owner, and when no-one was forthcoming Eddie decided to open it, whereupon it burst open to reveal the headhunter shell suspended in a protective non-Newtonian fluid. Eddie opened up with his sniper rifle while the rest of the team hastened to him. The headhunter shell fired long spindles tipped in some sort of nerve-agent. Eddie managed to dispatch the headhunter, and followed his usual TITAN protocol. This asshole really likes his disassemblers.

10.00 – Hothouse

Suspicious of the headhunter shell and its appearance unattended near the hotzone (and sorely disappointed in missing out on free Meatcube, Eddie continued to look for clues. He found that one of the fabbers on the southwest face of the Big Finger’s Alpha arm was missing, a saucer drone in its place. Upon checking the spime feeds, the team saw the saucer that was spoofing the system had flown in some hours before, and that afterwards a trundlebot had collected the fabber and taken it to a subsurface room. Eddie and Donal went in person to investigate this room. They spied the fabber floating in the middle of the room, surrounded by crates and barrels, which they found containing oxidiser and combustibles. In addition, monowire filaments were stretched across the doorway. The two moved some distance down the corridor and entered the room, upon which the interior exploded with enough force to distend the walls of the room, and send a fireball rushing into the vacuum. The two escaped unscathed. Pity. Eddie would look fucking hilarious without his eyebrows.

Feeling ever so slightly miffed, Donal plied his contacts while Eddie did some mesh research, and they came to the conclusion that the only person who had used that room recently was Jacqui E. Donal met with Jacqui at the Smoky Python, and immediately set to interrogating her. Jacqui claimed that she had been in the room during the time that the trap had been set up, but that all she had been doing was preparing drugs and had no knowledge of any fabber or explosion. Donal grew increasingly forceful, as the circumstantial evidence was strong against Jacqui, until she agreed to undergo a brain scan. While being escorted to Dimble on the Wrecking Ball, still parked spaceward on Haiku, Jacqui showed increasing signs of agitation, until she finally collapsed. Medical analysis showed a nanobot infestation, at which point Donal prudently quarantined her in an airlock. They called their favourite medic Taya onto the scene, who informed them that the nanoplague was transforming critical blood elements into a potent toxin, essentially melting Jacqui from the inside. Taya surgically popped the stack, and promptly went to go drinking.

Dimble re-instantiated Jacqui in a simulspace, in the process finding out that she had 2 months of lack due to a malfunction in her cortical stack. They also learned that her morph had been brokered by one Dione Abelli, and that she had been invited to the Flotilla by Grimhilt Von Grimmelshausen. Grimhilt claimed that though Jacqui had originally agreed to his invitation, she had subsequently canceled and he had not seen her. Donal started a Fishbook project to retrieve and collate some of Jacqui’s missing time. What a fucking nice guy.

So, that’s what’s been happening. Looks like they’re still aiming for that other side of the cylinder, though this whole Jacqui thing might distract them for a while. Oh, and you got me my fucking ballistics yet? I have been waiting for-fucking-ever. -xxK



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