Evervigilant 27

<Vigilant_GM> IT IS THE 41ST MILLENNIUM...
<Vigilant_GM> It is scarcely an hour past noon when a knock on the door to your accomodations echoes through the receiving chamber.
* Velam looks up from where he lays on the couch, a book in hand. "Oh for...what now I wonder?"
* Baird heads for the door and opens it slowly. "Identify yourself."
* Karpath is sitting on one of the other couches in the room. His head turns to the door.
<Vigilant_GM> A member of the hostel staff, in uniform, looks at Baird through the opening.
<Vigilant_GM> "Compliments of our honored guest upstairs, sir," he says.
<Baird> "Ah very good." Baird opens the door fully and gestures for the staff member to enter.
<Vigilant_GM> He bows his head, and takes a few steps inside.
<Vigilant_GM> "Where will the, erm... interview take place, sir?"
<Baird> "This side room over here." Baird leads him into the room he'd been using up until this point.
<Vigilant_GM> He nods.
<Vigilant_GM> "Any electronic devices in the room should be removed, if you please."
<Velam> "Ahhhhhhhhhhh yes, of course. Completely slipped my mind." The savant slaps his book closed and sits it on the end table before rising. Many joints pop as he rises and stretches. "Even with juvenat treatment..." the rest is lost has he mumbles to himself.
* Baird nods and collects all of his equipment.
<Vigilant_GM> Yet another quick bow of the head -a mannerism not shared by the locals, you notice- and he drops the bag on a counter, opening it to reveal the instruments he has been sent to install.
<Vigilant_GM> "I won't take the hour," he assures you as he removes the uniformed jacket and rolls up his sleeves to begin work.
<Baird> "Understood."
* Velam takes a closer look at the instruments before the man begins his work. "Fascinating."
<Baird> "Thaddeus will attend you, in case you need any assistance."
<Velam> "If you require any assistance, sirruh, I am at your disposal. I am quite handy, despite my predisposition and age."
<Vigilant_GM> "Don't trouble yourself, sir. But by all means feel free to observe."
<Vigilant_GM> Two of these instruments are fixed on opposite corners of the room, cylindrical in shape, with thick curling wires connecting the two to a central unit not unlike a portable cogitator terminal placed in the center.
<Velam> Velam observes very studiously, pushing the boundaries of personal space as his curiosity gets the better of him. To the point that his own servoskull seem to warn him that he is making the poor agent of the rogue trader uncomfortable.
<Vigilant_GM> Once the necessary hardware connections are made, the small central terminal begins to give out readings which the man uses to, presumably, calibrate the equipment proper.
<Vigilant_GM> "Perfect," he rises to his feet and admires his work.
<Vigilant_GM> "All set up."
<Velam> "Very well executed, sir. Your organization of the cables is quite wonderful. You admire your professionalism I see." The savant get's wrapped up in other minor, nonsensical details. The poor guy must be tired of the old man's company by now.
<Vigilant_GM> "Right, sir. I must return to my duties elsewhere," he says eagerly.
<Velam> "Ah, yes of course. I shan't keep you, sirruh."
<Vigilant_GM> With a bow, he makes his way out.
* Karpath watches as the man makes his leave. "So we ready for this?"
* Shiv napping on his bed.
<Baird> "Looks that way."
<Karpath> "Shall I go wake the boss then?"
<Velam> "He knew what he was doing. Unless I'm mistaken...and I'm not. It's all ready, gentlemen."
<Baird> "Good to hear Thaddeus."
<Baird> "Apprise him of the situation, but the interview..will most likely be too much for him."
* Karpath nodes and makes his way to Shiv's room.
* Karpath opens the door to Shivs room, Mr. Pettibon, just letting you know everything is set up for the interview."
<Vigilant_GM> Another knock on the door is followed by a call to... a second lunch service nearly two hours after you enjoyed your meals.
* Shiv snaps up from his bed "I AM UP!, I wasn't asleep. I am OKAY."
* Shiv crawls out of his bed and follows Karpath.
<Karpath> "Yes I know sir." he then leaves and makes his way back to the others.
<Vigilant_GM> The knock is repeated. Louder, and more intense.
<Vigilant_GM> "Lunch service..."
<Velam> "Katarn, if you please."
<Nitrous> "Hrm."
<Vigilant_GM> "Has arrived!", a pound on the door follows.
* Karpath nods and goes to open the door.
<Vigilant_GM> A man is hurled into the room, barely missing Karpath on his way down. A large man in Surena dynastic robes comes in right behind him.
<Velam> "Blessed Emperor, was that necessary?"
<Nitrous> "Yes."
* Karpath then closes the door shortly after the near hit by the man almost hitting him and the man in Surena dynastic robes enters..
<Vigilant_GM> The man on the ground is in rough shape. But perhaps more noticeable than that, he smells not unlike your contacts down in Gantry. Sewage, death, rot.
<Baird> "I think it was Thaddeus. The interview will be conducted in there." Baird points into the side room while looking at the man in the dynastic robes.
<Vigilant_GM> He nods, and grabs the prisoner by an underarm, bringing him to his feet, and drags him into the room.
<Nitrous> "Interview time."
<Velam> "Can we do something about the smell? Saints above."
<Shiv> "We should have bought some scented candles."
<Vigilant_GM> "Try being locked in a fecking shuttle with it for an hour," he growls.
* Baird follows the pair into the side room. "We can get a cleaning service in here afterwards."
<Velam> "I'd respectfully like to decline, sirruh."
* Karpath thoughts of similar trip during his time with the Anzaford Dynasty when he had to transport people flash in his mind.
* Shiv follows Baird.
* Karpath makes his way to the side room.
* Baird pulls up a dining chair before sitting the 'interviewee' down into it and secures his hands behind the back of the chair.
<Baird> "John, hand me your pair of manacles."
* Nitrous hands over his manacles
* Baird attaches the first set of manacles to the other set before attaching the end onto the leg of the chair.
<Baird> "Myself and John will handle this Mr. Pettibon. If you'd like to retire for refreshments we'll get this settled. Thaddeus, Katarn. That means you two will need to look after him while this goes on."
* Velam pulls one of the dining chairs near to the door to listen in. If things got too...real, he would just retire back to his book in the living room.
<Shiv> "Of course, of course... I'll be in my quarters if you need me."
* Shiv leaves for his room.
* Karpath makes his way out of the room and heads back to the main living area to grab himself a drink.
<Vigilant_GM> With the prisoner prepared, his blindfold and gag are both removed.
<Vigilant_GM> Ten minutes into the interrogation, the subject confirms that he was hired for the operation that saw Tony vanish. Further, he explains that a confrontation with his partner is what lead to his abandonment in the sewage system after discovering alternate plans than those communicated to him.
<Vigilant_GM> The Surena interrogator steps in, then.
<Vigilant_GM> "How were you contacted by your accomplice?"
* Karpath sips his drink in the main room as he looks out the window over the city area bellow.
<Vigilant_GM> The prisoner spits on the ground.
<Vigilant_GM> Receiving a firm back-hand, he is questioned again.
<Vigilant_GM> After several more attempts, he gives up that there is an underground information broker who put him in contact with the job.
<Vigilant_GM> The Surena man gives you a nod.
<Vigilant_GM> Information is further extracted in regards to the prisoner's suspicions that an underhive bogeyman legend is linked to his contract. Wearing the man down, the interrogation does lead him to say that the coven of legend was behind the kidnapping of Tony. The Surena interrogator presses him further, revealing names and contacts in the underground which the Rogue Trader wishes to punish
<Vigilant_GM> for the murder of her advisor.
<Velam> Late into the interrogation the savant's mind works into overdrive. Some things about what the man said help connect several hidden dots in the whole cult and conspiracy they've been investigating since he'd come down to the planet. Several, disturbing, monstrous things. To the point that his face blanches at it all. He has to leave for a glass of water to collect his thoughts, and once collected he returns to furiously
<Velam> record the complicated web of information on his data slate for later revelation.
<Vigilant_GM> The prisoner is, by now, beaten and bloodied, he has unrinated himself, and struggles to remain conscious.
<Vigilant_GM> At this moment, the door-knob begins to rattle.
* Karpath turns around and puts his glass down, he then approaches the door and then looks through the doors port, his hand by his weapon.
<Karpath> "Oh Shit." Through the port he sees Tony. He then opens the door.
<Tony> "Thank the Emperor you are still here."
* Karpath grabs him and pulls him in and cloes the door.
<Vigilant_GM> "Fucking useless..." the Surena interrogator curses as the prisoner drifts into unconsciousness once more.
<Karpath> "We have been worried about you Roy. Come with me."
<Baird> "Agreed. At least we got something out of him."
<Tony> "I need to see everyone a bit later, I have so much to tell."
<Tony> "I need something to eat though, I have not eaten in awhile."
<Vigilant_GM> "Dump it," he begins as he fixes his sleeves and walks to the sink on the connecting bathroom, "burn it, burry it," he scrubs away the blood from his hands and forearms, "doesn't matter to us what you do with him."
* Karpath looks at him, "Sure lets grab some food from the kitchen then."
<Vigilant_GM> As he dries himself off, he adds, "They'll come for the jammers tomorrow before our departure."
* Karpath walks Tony over to the kitchen as he grabs some food for him to eat.
* Velam would have welcomed Tony back if he wasn't enthralled in a mind-shattering transcription, his mind's synapses firing on overdrive.
<Baird> "Given the reach of your patron it might attract less attention if she was to use her clout to acquire someone to deal with it. Just in the interest of not attracting attention and all."
<Tony> "Thanks Katarn."
* Tony as he grabs something quick to eat to state his hunger
<Karpath> "No problem, everyone's is going to be glad your back."
<Vigilant_GM> "No can't do. This bit is your problem," he puts on his jacket once more and begins to head out.
<Tony> "That is the last time I go out for a smoke, that is for sure."
* Tony as he continues to eat some food to regain his strength
* Baird curses under his breath. "Yep."
<Tony> "What happened, while I was gone?"
<Vigilant_GM> The doors opens wide, an entranced old man awaits the rogue trader's interrogator, who stops abruptly.
<Vigilant_GM> He clears his throat loudly.
<Karpath> "Lots of things. Also Mr. Pettibon acquired a new bike."
<Tony> "Huh, Where is Mr Pettibon anyways?"
<Karpath> "Sleeping I think, we where having a interview just now in one of the rooms."
<Tony> "I take it Smith and Vestian are doing the Interview?"
* Velam makes several annoyed noises as he slowly moves himself to a couch in the living room, his fingers dancing on his dataslate, still recording with a furious vigor.
<Vigilant_GM> "Senility..." he says under his breath.
<Karpath> "Yep they are along with another guest as well from upstairs helping."
* Baird steps into the main room and makes hand gestures for everyone to join him in the adjoining room where the 'interview' took place.
* Nitrous is right behind Baird
<Vigilant_GM> The interrogator takes his leave, closing the door behind him.
<Baird> Now that the interrogator has left Baird calls out to everyone. "Join me in the interview room everyone. We have things to discuss. Katarn! Retrieve Mr. Pettibon please."
* Baird turns and steps back into the side room.
* Karpath looks over "Sure will but you might want our guess to join as well."
<Velam> "These interruptions!" He huffs, "I am working, Emperor damn you all." He shuffles, still continuing his work, to the room. So more than likely Velam will be the last to arrive.
<Karpath> "Come on Roy lets go get Mr. Pettibon."
<Tony> "I am sure he will be happy to see I am still here."
* Tony As he opens into Mr Pettibon's Room
<Baird> After re-entering the side room Baird steps over to the underhive scum and snaps his neck.
* Karpath get up from his seat and walks over to Shivs room and knocks on the door. "Mr. Pettibon we need you for the interview now."
<Shiv> "*SIGHS HEAVILY* I'll be there."
<Tony> "You might want to hurry Mr Pettibon."
* Shiv screams.
* Karpath waits for Shiv and Tony to exit the room.
<Shiv> "WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?"
* Nitrous rushes over to shiv's room
<Shiv> "WHY DO YOU HAVE A NEW SUIT?"
<Nitrous> "Well holy fuck."
<Tony> "A Long, Bad Day Sir."
* Karpath looks to Nitrous calmly.
<Shiv> "Let's just go..."
<Nitrous> "That was a long ass smoke break."
* Karpath makes his way over to the side room.
<Tony> "Aye It was John, and one I don't need again for awhile."
* Shiv joins the others.
<Nitrous> "Anyways our guest still needs our attention."
* Nitrous walks back to the side room.
<Tony> "Well alright then."
* Karpath waits in the room for the rest to walk in.
<Nitrous> whispers to baird "Tony found his way back."
<Baird> "That makes thing a lot easier. He can give us some insider information about that location we found out from the interview."
* Tony walks into the Side room Nitrous
<Baird> "Presuming that's where he escaped from."
<Nitrous> "Probably."
* Nitrous after everyone enters the room he closes the door.
<Nitrous> "Interview is over."
<Nitrous> "Now we discuss trash disposal."
<Baird> "Alright so setting aside questions for Roy for the moment two things are going to happen. First we'll dispose of the body, then we'll clean this room up and get things back to normal."
<Baird> "'Mr. Pettibon' what chemicals can break down a body but not eat through the tub."
<Tony> "Mr Thaddeus, I have something to show you."
* Tony Pulls out a Tattered Robe and hands it to Velam as he feels a book under it.
<Shiv> "There's a Industrial vent cleaner, but it takes about a few weeks to melt the body."
<Velam> "Blasted, what?" Though he's almost done, Velam is getting very impatient with all the interruptions. "I'm trying to wor-" he stops abruptly. "What is it?" He almost whispers.
<Tony> "Something I found, that might interest you." He Whispers
<Shiv> "Cut him up, wrap him up, put it in different bags, and dump the bags in a dumpster?"
<Baird> "Alright..in lieu of needing to take weeks we'll need something faster. Move him to the tub and disassemble him. Then we can carry him out much more easily. After that's done we'll just get hospital staff in here to clean and say that 'Mr. Pettibon' got a little carried away with his 'entertainment'."
<Baird> "It certainly won't be the first time the hotel staff have cleaned up something like this."
<Shiv> "Imma change out of these clothes, first."
<Nitrous> "Do your thing."
<Shiv> "Drag his ass to the tub. I'll be back with my tools."
<Nitrous> "Someone grab the legs."
<Baird> "I'll leave this to you all. After all of this I need drink and vittles. And to debrief Roy."
<Nitrous> "Katarn get the legs."
* Karpath helps Nitrous.
* Shiv leaves to change into his old robes and gets his tools.
<Tony> "Could you make that two drinks Ulrik?"
* Nitrous and Karpath drag the body to the bathroom tub
<Baird> "Amasec?"
* Velam sets his dataslate aside and digs the tome out from the cape, observing the bindings.
<Tony> "That will do me fine."
<Vigilant_GM> The limp body fills the tub awkwardly, dry blood staining the sides of the tub as well as the hands, sleeves, and forearms of Karpath and Nitrous.
* Nitrous washes off the filth as best he can
* Karpath goes and cleans himself up
<Nitrous> to Karpath "Drink?"
* Baird pours two glasses of the top shelf amasec and grabs some food from the kitchen before ushering Tony towards the 'meeting room'.
<Karpath> "Sure." he then goes to get a Drink with Nitrous.
* Nitrous pours a drink for himself and Karpath.
* Shiv begins his work on the body. He plugs the bathtub and carefully cuts up the body like he has done this before.
* Karpath grabs the drink and heads to the "meeting room" as well.
<Nitrous> "To the job." and heads to the "meeting room."
* Tony sits himself down somewhere with a drink in hand as he see's everyone come on in to the "Meeting Room."
* Shiv starts whistling as he works.
<Baird> "Whenever you're ready Roy."
<Vigilant_GM> The book Tony brought has a thinning binding, loose threads, and writing faded into illegibility over time.
<Tony> "Where do I even begin."
* Nitrous closes the door.
<Velam> "Curious." He runs his hands over the book, feeling it's age. He inhales the ancient scents of the paper and ink before opening it for a cursory look.
<Tony> "Well As you all know, I go out for a smoke as well to get a bit of time away from Shiv. But in the corner of my eye while I was out I saw someone trailing me, so I snuck into a nearby Alley way to get the drop on him."
<Tony> "But Someone else got to me first and I woke up in what seemed like some sort of basement, I was tied up and examined by this Big fella, Some Manhunter from what I heard."
<Tony> "I tried to escape, but got caught, he planned to mind wipe me and take me to this place."
<Tony> "It got dark after a struggle with him, and then I ended up in a coffin chained up and before the Manhunter and this old crone, who was asking about if he got this Pariah."
<Tony> "Turned out I am apparently this "Pariah" They speak of. Everyone in that place that got near me hissed and reeled in pain. Then The Manhunter tried to inject me with something."
<Tony> "Luckily I freed my arms and managed to get the drop on him and stab him instead, as he then fell over, it was all so quick, but I grabbed his Bolt Pistol and shot at this Old Crone and blew her back into a wall."
* Tony He rises the Bolt Pistol he still has to show it
* Tony Then I killed everyone in the heat of the moment, and started to try and escape."
<Tony> "It turns out, I was in some Old Run Down Imperial Chapel. and that there were more of these mad cultists."
<Tony> "I ran, while being shot at, then smashed a nearby window and made my escape though climbing as fast as I could down the Chapel."
<Tony> "There was Roaring that did not sound natural but I kept running."
* Karpath listen's intently as Tony describes everything that had happened to him since they last saw him.
<Tony> "Though ether the Emperor was watching over me or dumb luck I got out of that hellhole alive."
* Tony As he takes a swig of his drink
<Nitrous> "And now you're here."
* Nitrous takes a drink
<Nitrous> "Toast to your escape."
<Tony> "Here here, I am glad to be alive"
<Tony> "Oh I also might of forgot."
* Baird finishes off his plate of food and downs his glass of amasec before looking up at Tony. "Whats that Roy?"
<Tony> "Apprently that Manhunter was hired by this Old Crone to kill our Employer, both are dead now, but I don't know who they were referring too."
* Velam closes the tome gingerly before closing his eyes to gather his thoughts. "Dangerous. Very." He slowly opens his eyes and breathes deeply.
<Baird> "We need to get in touch with Kurst for sure."
<Tony> "Though a little bit unrelated, but something defiantly we might need to look into."
<Velam> "Are you aware of what you are, Tony?" He asks in a serious tone.
<Tony> There is this place called Weresaul's All Wears, I found at the way up, the mutant there defiantly gave me bad vibes, when he talked about Dead Bodies."
<Tony> "Might be something to check out once this Cult Business is over."
<Baird> "Alright so pass either John or Roy a microbead and they can take the bike to get close to the building. Then stash the vehicle and move quietly on foot to get in close."
<Tony> "You have my gear here right?"
<Tony> "I kinda lost my side arm."
<Nitrous> "Still in the pack."


<Vigilant_GM> IT IS THE 41ST MILLENNIUM...
<Vigilant_GM> The modified Brassmen autocarriage is an impressive contraption, intended to show the skill and ingenuity of the tech-obsessed gangers. Silverface is a man of few words, yet his ability to operate the vehicle is all that matters - and one which he does well.
* Tony Looks at the Autocarriage for a moment admiring the work put into it.
<Tony> "Pretty nice Autocarriage, Do you know how to get up to a place known as the Rosebery Hostel?"
<Vigilant_GM> He eye Tony up and down for a moment, expressionless.
<Vigilant_GM> "You? To the Roseburry?" he turns back to the road, and chuckles.
<Tony> "Ha, Well do you know a good clothes store then?"
<Vigilant_GM> A sharp turn turn to the left, engines roaring and tires screetching, and Silverface alters course to a narrow, rising, side-street.
* Tony Looks about for a Store of the like
<Vigilant_GM> A veritable den of undesirables reveals itself as the vehicle rolls in. These, however, are no Brassmen.
<Vigilant_GM> Silverface brings the vehicle to a halt, and turns to his passenger.
<Vigilant_GM> "Say nothing, touch nothing, and stay close."
* Tony Nods
<Vigilant_GM> You are, both, the object of everyone's curiosity, yet you remain unharassed.
<Vigilant_GM> Silverface walks across the street to a corner-hab structure, illuminated with lumin-tube signs calling the attention of would-be buyers.
<Vigilant_GM> WERESAUL'S ALL-WEARS, flashes brightest on the street. Even its unreliable flickering somehow acts as an attention-grabbing feature above the competition.
<Vigilant_GM> Silverface takes you inside.
<Vigilant_GM> A groaning, croak-like voice chimes in from within the room, though all you see are isles of merchandise in varying degrees of quality and organization. "Got something for me brassman?"
<Vigilant_GM> Before Silverface can answer, the voice delivers a pre-emptive rejection. "I don't trade in bodies anymore. You and your slave can go."
<Tony> "How about Scripts?"
<Vigilant_GM> Silverface looks back at you, and grunts.
<Vigilant_GM> "Oh? It talks?"
<Vigilant_GM> "He's not a slave," Silverface interjects.
<Vigilant_GM> "Well, now that you're here... now that you've brought me this... this, healthy specimen, perhaps I can be persuaded to consider other aspects of my trade," the voice carries on.
<Vigilant_GM> "I'm not selling. He's buying," Silverface replies, making his way further into the establishment.
<Vigilant_GM> "We are looking for clothing. The kind you find on the uppity sorts who dine well, and sleep even better."
<Vigilant_GM> "Yes... to clothe it would make it even more appealing to my loyal customers."
<Vigilant_GM> Silverface puts his hand on his weapon holster.
* Tony Keeps his hand ready seeing Sliverface being wary
<Vigilant_GM> He turns to one side, "Give me your scrip. All of it," he whispers.
* Tony Passes the bag to Sliverface with his free hand
<Vigilant_GM> Silverface raises it high.
<Vigilant_GM> "You'll never be better paid than tonight, Yvin."
<Vigilant_GM> One of the walls then begins to snap in neat lines, and a segment slowly spins.
<Vigilant_GM> A short, hunchbacked mutant with long thin fingers on a lever sits atop a tall stool on the spinning wall segment as it locks into place.
<Vigilant_GM> "Give it here," he croaks.
<Vigilant_GM> He outstreches one of his hands, his boney elongated fingers greedily beckoning Silverface for the bag.
<Vigilant_GM> The brassman steps forward and places both the bag and his weapon on the counter, letting go of only the first.
<Vigilant_GM> With a groan, the mutant lifts the bag with his fragile limb.
<Vigilant_GM> "I don't deal in bodies anymore," he says putting the bag down again.
<Vigilant_GM> "But nothing goes to waste," he wags his finger in a disturbing fashion.
<Vigilant_GM> He points it to your left, then, "Fancy off-worlders, drunken nobles, whores, mummers, we traded 'em all," his eyes go wide for emphasis, "what they wore will be down there."
<Tony> *Uses his eyes to look for a decent Suit*
* Tony keeping close to Sliverface
<Vigilant_GM> Having found a mostly-fitting suit and tie, Tony is able to dress.
* Tony Having a much needed change in attire, He looks to Sliverface
<Tony> "I have what I need, let us get out of here" He Whispers to Sliverface
<Vigilant_GM> As you pass by the counter again on your way out, the mutant's eyes are fixed on Tony.
<Vigilant_GM> "Do come back."
* Tony He locks eyes for a moment as he follows Sliverface back to the Autocarriage
<Vigilant_GM> "No more talk from you. Get in."
* Tony Gets in then takes a mental note of the store
<Vigilant_GM> Silverface resumes the trip upward to the Hostel, eager to finally be rid of his passenger.
* Tony Mostly sat waiting to arrive, thinking on everything that has happened
* Tony feels a little at ease now that he is out of the Chapel
<Vigilant_GM> The change in air, and in density of population reveals to you that you are at last in the correct hive-level. Though Desoleum can't be described as beautiful in any regard, the nature of your journey back makes it a lovely sight to behold.
<Vigilant_GM> "I'll be rid of you before long," Silverface comments, as his vehicle traverses the busy thoroughfares.
* Tony He mostly takes the sights in just looking about not saying a word after before
<Vigilant_GM> A tunnel crossing later, and the Roseburry Hostel emerges in the distance, the first glimpse of truly familiar territory. A cautious feeling of safety comes over you.
<Tony> "Just park it, to the side, I will get out of your hair now."
<Vigilant_GM> Silverface pulls over to the side, and gives you a nod.
<Tony> "But Thank you, for everything."
<Vigilant_GM> "Out you go."
* Tony He gets out of the Auto Carriage and gives him a wave
* Tony as he makes his way into the hotel.