[IC] Eclipse Phase: The Devotees

[AerisFang]

[This only applies to Ruby and Jozz Sleeman]

"Firewall challenge/authenticate code received; Pinging back; Secure connection confirmed."

Your muse pops up on your AR display:
"Heads up, we have a new firewall communication! It's coming from a certain "Pyrrhos", claim's he's a proxy in charge of Nine Lives operations. I'll just overlay the comm. feed on your AR's so you can see..."

You see a man clad in what seems to be a pure white toga, sleeved in an exalt of old Greek genotype. He sits in a white marble room, looking at you.
"Khai're sentinel, welcome to my spíti. I contact you today for a job I need you to do. A group of two sentinels are currently on Legba, Nine Lives' headquarters, to investigate a possible X-Threat. They used to be three, but they lost an A.G.I. sentinel in a yet non-explained way. I find that they are now lacking in effectiveness due to their low numbers."

"I have arranged for safe farcast to Legba via Amaru Timoti, Firewall's deep infiltrator into Nine Lives operations. He is a high ranked supervisor of the resleeving facilities and will therefore keep your egos safe from forknapping and will sleeve you in a morph of your choice once you arrive."

"You are to make contact with the two sentinels, Z0ey and Zhi Pan, upon arrival on station and assist them with solving this situation. I will shortly send you a info packet with what the team has discovered so far. Failure is not an option as Nine Lives' underground network being infected could mean quasi-instantaneous and total contamination of transhumanity. Kalí̱ týchi̱, sentinels."

The feed cuts off.

"Well that was fast, the info pack is already here." Says your muse.
[See the info packet in the OOC section]

"Pyrrhos has arranged for our farcasting, we just need to get to the facility. He says to take care of any business fast as the other sentinels might need help fast."

[Mr Philoslothopher]

Jozz Sleeman puts down whatever scrap of electronics she was working on and sighs. "Alright, Jeffro. Feed me that info packet to me while I get ready for the cast."

Jozz's muse, whom she named Jeffro, feeds her the info pack data punctually in his usual helpful and concise style. The little entity of data and algorithm making its own preparations for the cast as well as helping Jozz with her own. Chats to put on hold, schedules to rework, data to consume. Projects and whatnot to stow till they can be returned to.

Once farcasted and sleeved in a decent Exalt morph, Jozz picks up her usual feeds as she picks up what gear and software she needs for her job. New software going into beta, what's new in her hacker circles, news about what's going on all over the solar system and what might be going on beyond it. "Always got to keep yer eye on new horizons" as her pop always told her. Cheesus Crust, she misses the old days of being a spacer; the long burns between heavenly bodies may have been boring but there's just not much like that sense of scale and adventure they brought.

[AerisFang]

You wake up. The familiar cold steel of a reanimation table is the first thing you can feel. As your mind starts up slowly, you remember: farcast, Legba, Timoti, firewall.
[Continuity Test: WIL x3, +10]
You start to feel your new body. Feels like an exalt/bouncer, but you are still too groggy to know properly.
A man in a bouncer morph looks at you: "Welcome to the shithole that is Legba! I found you a standard bouncer, hopefully you like it and can get me off this place faster."
You move your hand, unfamiliar fingers respond.
You look at your feet and move your prehensible toes. So far, so good, except for a few scars you were never there to get and the odd tattoo you don't remember. Seems good enough.
Doesn't feel like your hand, the feeling is strange no matter how many times you experience it.
[Integration Test: SOM x3 (No morph bonuses), +10]
[Alienation Test: INT x3, +10]

[Please link dice rolls in your post, thanks!]

[Mr Philoslothopher]

Continuity test: (WIL) 15 x 3= target number 45. +10 = target number 55. Rolled 1d100, got 41. http://orokos.com/roll/209430[/url]: 1d100 41

Integration test: (SOM) 20 x 3= target number 60. +10= target number 70. Rolled 1d100, got 26. http://orokos.com/roll/209431[/url]: 1d100 26

Alienation test: (INT) 15 x 3= target number 45. +10= target number 55. Rolled 1d100, got 40. http://orokos.com/roll/209432[/url]: 1d100 40

[TechPreist]

Continuity test: 1d100 9

Intagration test: 1d100 45

Alienation test: 1d100 1

Ruby's eyes flash open as he feels the warmth blood, and the steady thump of the bouncers heart start to beat inside it's chest. It was faster than his last body. He looked down and tried take a look at his surroundings. He caught a glimpse of the morphs skin. Slightly tanner, used, scarred. Move a few scars and the tattoo and it was him. As he tried to sit up he could feel the muscles in his stomach cramp, forcing him back down with a slight gasp. He looked at the morph to his right.. Or was it left? The resleeve process always made him feel a tad off. He finally got the strength to sit up and swing his legs over popping his new toes and stretching his arms, feeling the tendons pop. "Hot damn Timoti. Feels like me. You couldn't have found a shittier morph could you."

He smiled and hopped off the table, with a slight slapping sound. He always loved the way bouncers feet felt on metal floors. Always so cool. He looked around and sent his muse, Lylah, the okay to turn on his feeds. He smiled when nothing popped up. No one had messed with anything on the ride over. Good. He liked silence. He saw the figure of Lylah light up in his head and give him a gentle, and quiet nod, before fading back out. "I need some clothes."

[AerisFang]

[Ruby]
[All good mechanically, you adapt well to your new morph and take the continuity loss with no real problems.]

"I tried getting gear as close as possible to what Pyrrhos informed me you had. Not the same brands and all, but should work the same... Hopefully"
[Basically, your gear is there]
"I know you just rezzed in and this is not really fun, but you are going to get to business right about now... I already took the liberty of calling Zhi and Z0ey over, your new collegues, they'll explain what's going on so far. Anyways... I've got to get back to work, people are getting suspicious. Good luck sorting this mess out."

As he says this, he leaves and you are left alone in the resleeving room. You can hear the bustling sounds of Psychopomp and Legba outside, but for now it seems you are safe and undisturbed.

[AerisFang]

[Zhi and Z0ey]

A message pops up on your comms. Firewall encrypted protocols; it's Timoti.
"Can't talk for long, but I've got some good news. You got some reinforcements. They just farcasted in, I've left them get ready in Section 5, room 82."
You receive location data, it points to a room in Psychopomp.

"I've really streched my cover now.. I won't hold out more than a week so you guys better fix this soon, I don't want to face permadeath. Timoti out."

[Zhi Pan]

"Aiya! How the fuck did this happen!?"

<Pan, Fengmi, it's not your fault..->

"I don't know that, Jin! What if the rest of my fucking brain's infected!? What did he do with that infomorph!?

<Pan ...Dear. It will be okay. I was keeping an eye on the implant as you asked, soon as it crashed that hard I fully partitioned it. Whatever had went wrong, it is isolated with ...whatever is left of him, hopefully a salvageable ego.>

Giving a shaky nod, the heavily built, shark-looking Aquanaut stood from his seat on the bridge, still mostly dressed in the mining crash suit he had come in on as he paced back and forth in the cockpit. Having a one-sided conversation with his muse as he waited for the results of his report to "Tim" to come though... As well as the frantic request for help added in, much as he trusted Zoey in a straight up fight, it didn't take a quantum mathematician to figure out butchering their way through Legba wasn't going to solve this anything.

"Alright, Gaisi de, I need a drink and like ...Enough comfurt to drown a dolphin. Shitty hardware, virus or ...You know, infection? You got it?"

<I promise dear... Also, you have a one way message, it's asking for I-net decryption, shall I...?>

"Shi, shi ...Uh, is it from Tim? What's it say?"

Jin didn't respond, the shark's giving an unfocused stare as he read the missive from their local informant across his entropics, before finally nodding again with more reassurance. "Alright! We got this, how can four agents fuck this up, right?"

<Fengmi...>

"Right, sorry ..." Taking his seat again and starting to put the rest of his hardsuit back on, he finally spoke up over their tacnet. <Yo, Zoey. You get anything from Tim too? He ...Uh, got us some help, we're gonna meet them back in psychopomp, ready to go?>

[Zoey]

Z0ey'd been standing nearby to Zhi, just.. casually leaning against a wall, guitar out and busking for the last hour or so (though most likely being ignored).
"Shit, you ever drowned a dolphin? That shit is fun... man, that'd make a kick ass song. 'Drowning a Dolphin'."
Buskin' for money: 33 (crit?) v. 65 art (music(metal))
<Man I ain't got shit, let's go get them cunts and fix us a dead man already, I got shit to do at home.>

[Zhi Pan]

Fixing the helmet over his snouted head, Zhi nods and stands again, hefting up his duffel bag and mining pick from where he dropped them closely, starting to make his way for the airlock. "Yeah, well ...We all do and Grandma's gonna be pissed at how late I am and that I didn't go with her shipment, so you're not the only one, come on..."

[AerisFang]

[Z0ey]
As you play a kick ass metal solo inspired by old school pre-fall metal, a small following of gangers gathers around you to smoke some orbital hash. "Ey yo dawg that's some sick... uhhh music, yeah! Wanna blaze it up with us? This is some good shit, gets you reaaaal high, I hand grow it in a vat myself." He hands you an ecto displaying what seems to be the most jury rigged hydroponic garden you have ever seen. It's a wonder it actually works and doesn't just leak water everywhere. The bouncer and his following are clearly highly intoxicated as their bloodshot eyes and sluggish behavior seem to indicate. Their constant munching of various snacks also pointing towards a severe case of the munchies. He offers you a small block of brownish resin, it does indeed look like your average orbital hash.

[1x dose of orbital hash added, time for some 420]

[Zoey and Zhi]
You make your way with relative ease to the room marked by Timoti. It is one of a few dozen similar rooms, most likely kept for resleeving gang members or anyone worth more than a slave. As you arrive, the hatch is locked, but a quick ping of your I.D. authorizes access. The door slides into a side panel revealing the inside: two relatively new ego bridges are placed at opposite sides of the cylindrical room. Various equipments and screens cover the walls and display information about the process. You see two morphs getting dressed and prepared: a slim exalt of indian genotype and a rugged male bouncer. Their mesh I.D. identify them respectively as Jozz Sleeman and Ruby.

[Mr Philoslothopher]

Jozz pulls on her shirt and checks her tool kits as the newcomers walk in. She regards them with mild interest and introduces herself: "My name is Jozz, I'll be your techie. Nice to meet ya." After her short intro she gathers up her guns. She has Jeffro dig up what he can of her new compatriots while she looks them over.

[TechPreist]

Ruby turns as he zips up his suit and makes sure his belt is on right. " And my names Ruby. I'm.. Uh. Well I'm here as an extra hand." He smiles and extends his hand out to Zhi for a friendly hand shake. He made sure his muse took notes on their morphs, and had it try to dig up some dirt on the.. He had to avoid thinking of the word fishy.. Well on the pair.

[Zhi Pan]

Took off his rig's helmet and took the hand, shaking it eagerly. "Hao, I'm Zhi, this is Zoey...We're uh, one of the first on site agents to this mess, yeah? How much our handler tell you? Cause ...It's a long story and we may have detours." The 'Naut letting down his gear bag and mining pick, taking a seat on a nearby desk.

[Zoey]

Z0ey gives a big, toothy grin and waves. "S'up, maybe we can get shit done now without Twin Peaks bein' a weepy cunt all over the place."

[Zhi Pan]

"Shut up Guilao!" The 'Naut snapped, before slumping his shoulders in his seat. "Right, the issue is, Nine Lives isn't normally an X-issue, right? Disgusting scum just from a few hours here, but not Firewall-Teir. That changed when our on-site contact got a report they have new psych-surgery tech and methods ....From before the fall, of TITAN make. you know, back when it was a new and scary thing. So that thing may be an exsurgent vector and if so it's got to go."

Pausing a moment to rummage in his dufflebag, the Shark chugged a moment from a flask before handing it off to Zoey and speaking again.

"We looked at one of the egos it's been used on, it's ...Way, way, WAY too passive and subservent, never seen anything like this. Now, from what we've been told, Nine Lives is in Sects ...and the lead Branch with Roland Nazon in charge currently holds the equipment. This has the others in a fit because it threatens the balance of power and they're gonna host a moot over it in the market district, This is our only opening. We need an idea how to crash it or get into their graces to get to this TITAN tech Nazon got his hands on and scuttle it."

Lowering his fishy head a moment, he gave the room a pensive stare. ",..If that thing is carrying exsurgent, The Houngan branch may be infected. We can't just mark them up to ignorant Niang. Keep that in mind."

",..Any questions?"

[TechPreist]

Ruby smiled at the two as they bickered. It felt pretty good to be back on a team after.. Oh god, it had to have been at least five years alone out in the void. "TITAN? Like... Those monsters who caused the fall TITAN?"

He'd, thankfully, never come into contact with anything TITAN. He tried to avoid anything prefall, as he wasn't a huge fan of earth history. Too much violence, threats, and death. Not much had changed, but at least he could drift away from it. "I thought those were gone, or atleast.. You know. Stuck on earth.. I suddenly feel a bit.. unprotected if you get my drift."

He nervously figited around and sighed. "Man.. This is gonna get crazy isn't it.."

[AerisFang]

As you discuss the various events and circumstances surrounding the Legba affair, something catches your eye on one of the camera monitors for the outside of the ship.

[Everyone give me a perception check at -20]

[TechPreist]

Perception: 1d100 85 (Trying for 40)

[Zhi Pan]

Exellent Failurex2
Rubbing the back of his head, the sharknaut sighed. "Yeah ...It likely is, I mean, not TITANs directly, just something they probably left behind, or reverse engineered- I don't know. If we could figure out the psych behind those things we wouldn't be here, would we? We'll fix it up just-"

Blinking a few times, Zhi shook his head in a groggy manner.

"We're also going to need to let you into the tac-net ...and- When we leave ...Who would be opposed to stealing the ego servers here for altruistic reasons? Free some trapped souls?"