OOC<br/><br/>Alright, I figured it was about time to wrap up this scene. Danielle has a debt she can call in with Rusya and an appointment at his club.<br/><br/>I've added a section to Moscow Towers called Big Picture. The PCs are several levels down in pursuing their agendas, and at the top level, things diverge a bit.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b7/c0/f3/b7c0f3913602c6d87464c8168daad5f3.jpg)</div>Please read updated OOC/Mechanical information at Moscow Towers OOC (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1pWpZPk1TPzNqfreRCTjImn15NP0eFXQZDD6oFTzcGU4/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><br/><hr/>It was an interesting negotiation. Fiona had the get-out-of-jail-free card for Valentyna, but Taryn seemed to be talking the hacker's language. Ultimately, Valentyna accepted both their offers - Fiona to keep the various federal agencies (INS, FBI) off the hacker and Taryn to provide her with gainful employment.<br/><br/>Once Valentyna was on board, things moved quickly. Valentyna's vehicle turned out to be a rental. Valentyna's gear was different. The FBI had a rolling chest with several outlets - power, Gig-Ethernet, and USB-C. A trip to a local UPS store was required, where Valentyna opened a mailbox and retrieved a small package. The package contained what appeared to be a small laptop.<br/><br/>Valentyna connected the laptop to the rolling case with a cable. She smiled and told the group,<strong>"It's re-installing all of my software. It'll take a few minutes."</strong>Valentyna opened a compartment in the rolling chest while the software rebooted and pulled out a bracelet. She showed Danielle a small compartment on the bracelet that contained a plastic plug.<strong> "If you get a chance, unplug the internet connection on any computer, plug this in, and then plug the connection back in. It'll let me start investigating and eventually hacking their network. As far as jamming their communications,"</strong>Valentyna pointed to another item on the bracelet,<strong>"Squeeze it three times, and I'll start jamming their communications. Be aware that you'll have a limited amount of time. They'll figure out their comms are being jammed and start looking for us."</strong>Valentyna looked to Fiona,<strong>"I'll need to get close to the building. Ideally, next to it. This means they'll find us fairly quickly once they realize they're being jammed."</strong><br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Danielle entered this elevator alone and pressed the button labeled "After Sunset." The elevator did not descend immediately and there was a slight pause as if whoever was watching the cameras had momentarily asked if this lone woman, wearing a black T-shirt with denim shorts, and black stocks and black heeled boots, carrying what looked to be a strapped container meant to carry a rolled up document, could get access to the basement. She was not waiting long, and the lift jerked slightly as it lowered.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Danielle noted that in addition to the two banks of Elevators, there was a lone elevator with no buttons. Likely it went to the penthouse and was remotely activated.<br/><br/>Danielle was expected. No sooner had she given her name to the Maitre'D, than someone was summoned to escort her. Danielle was escorted through the nightclub and into a service area. Her escort handed her off to someone who was a security guard. The guard took Danielle to an unmarked door and, after knocking, opened the door so that she could enter. Danielle found a plush office behind the door. The office was Oak paneled with shelving full of art curios. The walls held pictures of various celebrities visiting the club. The large room held a small conference table; a sitting area with a couch, two chairs, and a coffee table; and an ornate desk with a pair of straight-back chairs in one corner.<br/><br/>Rusya bounced out of the chair with a smile on his face.<strong>"After last night, I had no idea if you were real or would take me up on my offer."</strong>Rusya gestured to the sitting area, where a small rolling cart had been parked. The cart held the ubiquitous bottle of vodka with two glasses and caviar with all the trimmings.<strong>"Come sit; let us talk. I've ordered an appetizer in hopes that you would appear."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Come, sit down, have drink, enjoy the caviar."</strong>Rusya smiled, but it was closer to the smile of a predator.<strong>"And tell me what brings you to my club. What can you offer me, and what do you want in return?"</strong><br/><br/><hr/><div align="center">We've Got a Problem (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=344700.0)  <br/>Characters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=344531.0) <br/>Game Palette (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1TQjkX1IbaF79Bcze6X7lX2ynGcwkx4AukKLXuqPe8WA/edit?usp=sharing)<br/>Urban Shadows Cliff Notes (https://docs.google.com/document/d/10Wjn-Pim2L0qUYcSCW7z6HzDZO0O5_1UQVbg1QWcGLc/edit?usp=sharing)<br/></div>