<strong>Oni: Curioser and Curioser</strong><br/><br/>Oni could barely make a sound as Anne delivered the target for their kidnapping. The brains of VT Industries herself, and quite possibly the most desired nerd in the history of geekdom. It was news only trumped by the sudden flow and flux of information that streamed in him from his renewed access. Though he still sat at the table with the rest of them, including the bomb-wielding maniac, his mind was running amok until he was led to a reunion with his AI.<br/><br/>While the meeting went on, small changes in Oni’s stature had occurred. First from the freeing feeling of net access, and then from the link-up with his AI. He was back, and damn what Anne felt about him. He was back and soaking in the sea of information while Anne spoke on. He was already perusing information on the target’s company through third party resource sites. He’d not set foot on the company’s “mainland” until it was time to rock and roll. Provided he could communicate better with his…superior, he should be able to avoid the uncomfortable position of disposing of another dead body.<br/><br/>Still, he knew that Lao Chu Hua was a shrewd old bitch in the tech community. There was shop talk about how she liked keeping ahead of the competition…how projects seemed to sometimes start at one company, only to finish with hers. Was this how she did it? Kidnapping the brightest and making them her playthings? He had to admit, as he saw the picture of Ms. Von Trapp, that the ideal had some appeal.<br/><br/><strong>Longshot: Suddenly feeling Useless</strong><br/><br/>While Anne was running through her idea for a snatch and grab, Calvin couldn’t help but feel like the odd man out. Though he’d done close in work before, his calling was always the distance kill. He looked at the other rifle user in the bunch that he knew of and ground his teeth. It was pointless getting into a pissing contest in this level of their work, but pride was pride. He’s just have to seek solace in doing whatever the gig called for him. The credits should be good if they were dealing with shady shit like this. It was the ‘leaving the job alive’ aspect of things that was bothering him.<br/><br/>When Anne made her comment about her abilities, Calvin merely took it in stride. Maybe she didn’t need them. Maybe she could do it with some washed out hacker, sadistic bitch, and an overdeveloped secretary. That was fine by him for her to say so, but while the money flowed so did the power to his scope. If she wanted to secure a little insurance in the form of his person, who was he to complain? The fact that her explanation to the other woman’s question led to the revelation that they were getting hard currency, and Calvin was ready to get into a plane. Money talks, and this broad was calling his name.<br/>