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𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

Finally some one else posted. Where's everyone else?

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

Dr. Godricksson

What does it takes for a good team to do something compared to others?

That's a question alot of Marc's ask. Whether it be about watching a team work and seeing what they do that works or while on an op with a team a fixer put together and finding how well they mesh. It could be anything really. It is never clear.

It's been years now. Three? Four? Since Boots? Jorick isn't sure. It's been abit since he met these particular Edgerunners. Sinless souls. Slipped through the cracks. Dropped out from the Corps. It's all a different story. He's no different. His combat vest is almost fresh, like it's almost never been used. The tell tale stitching of a TTI sponsored gear company along the edge of one of the Kevlar plate pouches. Designed for the protection of a Truama Team paramedic. What the good Doctor wouldn't give for a TTI grade hard suit. But he will make do. Adjusting the ear piece he has on he taps it for the second time since they got there. He's not usually out here. He's usually at the clinic when the team goes out. Waiting in case someone gets popped or spanked, they bring him in and he patches them up on the cheap, regular customer discount kinda thing. He steps put of the car he'd come in looking around for the rest of the team.

His look screamed corporate, can't hide it. His gear is too new, too pristine. The twin Chao smart pistols at his hips almost gleam with polish and gun oil. His boots req'ed from a TTI quarter master, no questions asked, same with the vest and combat fatigues without TTI insignia. All of it almost sparkling new.

The wearer not so much, for his age Jorick is weathered. Working the Corp system isn't exactly gentle work as some people would try and lead you to believe. From clinic to clinic sometimes it can get pretty cut throat. Stealing patients from each other, trying to claim the prestige of tending to this or that notable member of society. Jorick wouldn't admit as he tries to help everyone he can, equally. But having Ziggy Q come by for check ups did give his clinic abit of greatness.

All of this aside Jorick looked up at the building, "And what the hell are we doing here...?" The doctor said. His eyes glowed as Jorick dialed up Top Gun, "It's Godricksson, I'm at the apartment, anything else you can tell us?" Jorick scanned the area trying to spot the rest of the team.

The Conflict

Hayden edged his way back step by step. Keeping his big gun leveled on the rioters and looters. Finger on the trigger but no pressure. He didn't turn when he heard the engine rumble to life, he kept on moving as the Hilux edged forward. Trusting Kat, Beth and Sean to check the 1200 angle. While he kept their 0600. He kept moving, "They're staying at 180 over here, just edging closer as we move. Anything at the 1200?" He didn't want to chance a look, keeping his eye one the group edging along with them. He kept creeping back as the Hilux began to roll and the other members of their team started to board up. He called back, "Pump the breaks...let me jump in the back." Just long enough for Hayden to feel his hip bump into the rear of the Hilux, he gave a hop back planting his rear into the back of the truck, keeping his LMG pointed back behind them, "Go!" he called, and crawled in further as they roared into the street.

The Canadian had enough time to get his feet into the truck before they came onto the main road. He poked his head up as Sean called out the checkpoint, "The fuck...oh right Edgar did say they had check points." He figured it wouldn't be a problem, then the forces at the check point opened up on them. Hayden ducked a shot that pinged off the roll bar beside him. He growled and surged up, got his balance and placed the Bren on the top of the truck, getting it settled, then let loose. Oh people have seen Bren guns in games and on TV or in the movies. But it's something else when one opens up in a 20 round fuck you on your enemies. The skinnies at the check point ducked under the combined from himself and Bethany. The gangers jumping and ducking out of sight as the big rounds kicked. One of them going down holding a hole in his shoulder from a lucky round.

Hayden grabbed the roll bar and lowered the Bren to the side as they swerved and pulled into the back alley, scraping into the little side alley. He groaned and rubbed his forehead, "You know...back when I did my time with CSOR...I didn't get shot at nearly as much as this. We tended to do our work with knives instead of guns." He looked at the other three then out into the alley, "We hoofing it then? Okay I can get that." He climbed up onto the roof of the hilux, clambered over and then slide down onto the hood and down over the front. Once there he checked the pan mag, muttering, "80 rounds or so, this thing still has some use." He watches the others, "Want me to take point, I don't want to have to fan you guys from behind if we have to do some shooting." He hiked the Bren up, using the shoulder strap over one shoulder to help him carry it, "Two blocks you say? Well, let's go kill us a fuck off madwoman huh? I want off the radar and I wanna know where the Hyena is hiding. Before we get capped somehow." He heaved forward, briefly getting his bearings in the alley then heading east, "no time like the present!" He calls.

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

@BingTheWing

You're probably right I can edit that sure. Corpo would know Corpo though. And maybe Arasaka as well Arasaka has their whole internal culture thing being predominately Japanese bushido-esque. But yeah I can edit it if you like.

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

@DeadDrop

Alright thank you kindly Dead

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

Corpo Ripper Doc

_{Jorick Godricksson
◄ 43 ▎ MALE ▎ 6 feet ►}

Me, Myself and I

_{P R O F I L E}
Tall, business like and stalwart. This man, with tanned skin and dark haired, with an undercut, a shock of blonde hair. With a deceptively strong frame hidden under his doctors gear. A set of extra limbs grafted to his spine. One of them being an injector that can morph into a three fingered hand. The other being a medical cutting tool that can also morph into a hand. When out in the field with the team he's wearing light combat armor, colored in a urban tactical pattern, along with combat boots and along sleeved compression shirt. Both arms are colored matted steel grey, Both hands house smart weapon interfaces. And with a flick both hands can change into "Delicate Work Arrays" that help him install cyberware. His doctors outfit is a long thigh length doctors coat, padded and with abit of kevlar.

_{D A Y S - G O N E}
You start small. You go to school usually. If you're focused you can go far. If you're lucky you get picked up by a corp education system and you go far and fast. Some people get lucky. Jorick did get rpretty lucky in the grand scheme of things. His family wasn't terrifically rich or anything, but Truama Team International saw something in him perhaps. Jorick was allowed into a Corp run education academy. For some time he coasted along. But showed some interest in Bio-physical synchronicity and augmentation. upon his 19th birthday and his graduation from the TTI Education Academy in Vancouver, Canada he was offered a chance. The company would set him and three other medical personnel up with a Medical/Ripper clinic or a "Legal Augmentation Clinic" near the Corp Plaza of Night City.

What kind of person would he be not to snap that up.

Half way through his 19th year of life he'd now be Doctor Jorick Godricksson, doing "chrome" grafting and surgery for anyone and everyone. No matter the circumstances. Rich and Poor. Old and Young. He'd set up debt and payment opportunities through TTI finances, to help his patients.

To this day he still works out of that Corp Plaza ripper clinic, and regularly will don light armor, and grab up a pair of Kang Tao A-22B Chao smart pistols to help out on the field while of course having a medical bag filled with meds for the team.

Meeting the Crew

At first, it was a distant relationship. This or that member of the early crew came in for some Chrome work. Someone would come in and offer to sell him some bit of chrome they'd picked up, and he's buy it off them for an okay price, probably well below what it was really worth, but it's still fair.

This would continue for sometime, as the crew in general came to him for work or to sell mods and augments.

Has operated a few times on this or that member of the crew after a bad fire fight or an Op that went sideways.

A particular moment with a former member of the Crew named Boots was a sad time. Brought in ripped up at the chest and hip. The only thing those who brought him in was that they had run into someone with a wicked set of mantis blades. Jorick's clinic mates had all come in to help him. All four plus the nursing staff at one point in a small exam room working to try and keep the kid alive. Twice bringing him back from the brink. But in then end there was just nothing they could do. Boots had passed away. Jorick pleading with the other three doctors and the nursing staff to keep quiet. And then shooing the crew out the door before the corporate team sent to check on the clinic because of an automatic alert that was sent out arrives. Jorick covered for the Crew at that moment. And many moments after that as well.

_{M E M O R I E S}First and foremost, everyone who approaches Jorick is treated the same way. Distant and as a client first, not a friend. It takes many visits or a high end, high take situation to get into his good books and then you're going to be looked after with the best of intentions.

Medical Director Crassius Nork - Jorick's direct supervisor at the local TTI Headquarters. The pair don't always see eye to eye, but there is a mutual respect between the pair. Crassius works the coporate boards and funding parties. And keeps the many TTI medical operatives running with the resources he procures. Jorick describes him as acerbic and needlessly loud, but the respect is clear.

Eric Forheen, Tod Liker and Veronica Staggir - The other three Doctors that work out of the Clinic with him. Eric works with surgery, while Tod does work specifically with neural interfaces. And Veronica is a Drug and Stim specialist.

Set - Good kid, young, former Corpo. But what sets him aside is how good he is on the Net. Almost makes Jorick want to ask him what it's like, and if he's ever had a chance to approach the Black Wall.

Steven Bates - Former Corpo again, can't hold that against someone. What is really scary though, former MaxTac. And Chromed to high heaven. A former CyberPsycho hunter...this guy is something else. But Jorick can respect that.

Fingers - Interesting kid. Lots of respect here for being former TTI. Not sure why someone would want to leave Trauma Team International, but hey you do what you gotta do. Working street doc deals now, good man in Jorick's books.

_{G E A R & C Y B E R N E T I C S}Tends to carry twin Kang Tao A-22B Chao smart pistols.

Both arms are cyberware, each hand having a smart weapon interface installed, as well as the ability to switch from a normal hand into a 4 digit Delicate work Array for performing cyberware installation.

TTI grade Neural interface. Can quickly be plugged into a Trauma Team Int. computer to go into Corporate physician mode and know everything a TTI employee needs to know about a patients coverage, incident and the care that is allowed.

He has in his possession a light combat vest, covering only his torso when he has to come into a fight.

His doctors coat is padded with a few carefully placed kevlar plates.

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

I'm having a hard time putting together a reason for my guy to join the crew.

I really want to pursue the idea of a Corpo ripper doc, but I don't know how to edge him in beyond being someone the crew goes too for work done and to sell mods and chrome they've scrounged up.

Anyone give a guy an in here?

EDIT

Well okay I looked through CSes already posted and did some work arounds. I'm hitting save here in a moment. Let me know if I need to change anything more. Because I don't know what else to add at this point.

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

I'll do some edits after work

I thought I had added in something on how joined the crew. I'll change things around.

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

Corpo Ripper Doc

_{Jorick Godricksson
◄ 43 ▎ MALE ▎ 6 feet ►}

Me, Myself and I

_{P R O F I L E}
Tall, business like and stalwart. This man, with tanned skin and dark haired, with an undercut, a shock of blonde hair. With a deceptively strong frame hidden under his doctors gear. A set of extra limbs grafted to his spine. One of them being an injector that can morph into a three fingered hand. The other being a medical cutting tool that can also morph into a hand. When out in the field with the team he's wearing light combat armor, colored in a urban tactical pattern, along with combat boots and along sleeved compression shirt. Both arms are colored matted steel grey, Both hands house smart weapon interfaces. And with a flick both hands can change into "Delicate Work Arrays" that help him install cyberware. His doctors outfit is a long thigh length doctors coat, padded and with abit of kevlar.

_{D A Y S - G O N E}
You start small. You go to school usually. If you're focused you can go far. If you're lucky you get picked up by a corp education system and you go far and fast. Some people get lucky. Jorick did get rpretty lucky in the grand scheme of things. His family wasn't terrifically rich or anything, but Truama Team International saw something in him perhaps. Jorick was allowed into a Corp run education academy. For some time he coasted along. But showed some interest in Bio-physical synchronicity and augmentation. upon his 19th birthday and his graduation from the TTI Education Academy in Vancouver, Canada he was offered a chance. The company would set him and three other medical personnel up with a Medical/Ripper clinic or a "Legal Augmentation Clinic" near the Corp Plaza of Night City.

What kind of person would he be not to snap that up.

Half way through his 19th year of life he'd now be Doctor Jorick Godricksson, doing "chrome" grafting and surgery for anyone and everyone. No matter the circumstances. Rich and Poor. Old and Young. He'd set up debt and payment opportunities through TTI finances, to help his patients.

To this day he still works out of that Corp Plaza ripper clinic, and regularly will don light armor, and grab up a pair of Kang Tao A-22B Chao smart pistols to help out on the field while of course having a medical bag filled with meds for the team.

Meeting the Crew

At first, it was a distant relationship. This or that member of the early crew came in for some Chrome work. Someone would come in and offer to sell him some bit of chrome they'd picked up, and he's buy it off them for an okay price, probably well below what it was really worth, but it's still fair.

This would continue for sometime, as the crew in general came to him for work or to sell mods and augments.

Has operated a few times on this or that member of the crew after a bad fire fight or an Op that went sideways.

A particular moment with a former member of the Crew named Boots was a sad time. Brought in ripped up at the chest and hip. The only thing those who brought him in was that they had run into someone with a wicked set of mantis blades. Jorick's clinic mates had all come in to help him. All four plus the nursing staff at one point in a small exam room working to try and keep the kid alive. Twice bringing him back from the brink. But in then end there was just nothing they could do. Boots had passed away. Jorick pleading with the other three doctors and the nursing staff to keep quiet. And then shooing the crew out the door before the corporate team sent to check on the clinic because of an automatic alert that was sent out arrives. Jorick covered for the Crew at that moment. And many moments after that as well.

_{M E M O R I E S}First and foremost, everyone who approaches Jorick is treated the same way. Distant and as a client first, not a friend. It takes many visits or a high end, high take situation to get into his good books and then you're going to be looked after with the best of intentions.

Medical Director Crassius Nork - Jorick's direct supervisor at the local TTI Headquarters. The pair don't always see eye to eye, but there is a mutual respect between the pair. Crassius works the coporate boards and funding parties. And keeps the many TTI medical operatives running with the resources he procures. Jorick describes him as acerbic and needlessly loud, but the respect is clear.

Eric Forheen, Tod Liker and Veronica Staggir - The other three Doctors that work out of the Clinic with him. Eric works with surgery, while Tod does work specifically with neural interfaces. And Veronica is a Drug and Stim specialist.

Set - Good kid, young, former Arasaka, but no ones perfect. But what sets him aside is how good he is on the Net. Almost makes Jorick want to ask him what it's like, and if he's ever had a chance to approach the Black Wall.

Steven Bates - Former Arasaka again, can't hold that against someone. What is really scary though, former MaxTac. And Chromed to high heaven. A former CyberPsycho hunter...this guy is something else. But Jorick can respect that.

Fingers - Interesting kid. Lots of respect here for being former TTI. Not sure why someone would want to leave Trauma Team International, but hey you do what you gotta do. Working street doc deals now, good man in Jorick's books.

_{G E A R & C Y B E R N E T I C S}Tends to carry twin Kang Tao A-22B Chao smart pistols.

Both arms are cyberware, each hand having a smart weapon interface installed, as well as the ability to switch from a normal hand into a 4 digit Delicate work Array for performing cyberware installation.

TTI grade Neural interface. Can quickly be plugged into a Trauma Team Int. computer to go into Corporate physician mode and know everything a TTI employee needs to know about a patients coverage, incident and the care that is allowed.

He has in his possession a light combat vest, covering only his torso when he has to come into a fight.

His doctors coat is padded with a few carefully placed kevlar plates.

Welp changed what I could, not sure what else I can do.

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢 - 𝙰 𝙲𝚢𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎

@Sanity43217

I'm working the idea of being a medtech. And if no one decides to snap it up, going to concentrate on tech and smart weapons. Maybe a med drone as well. Some one geared up to keep everyone alive. And to hit hard. Emmmm yes I want an Achilles tech rifle.