Cata listened patiently while Mika explained her situation. When it was finished, she took a long swig from her own metal flask. "Jesus, that's quite a lot to swallow all at once. Not that I don't believe you, I've seen more outlandish stories unfold myself. Oh, and cut out that puppy dog look. It makes your aura even worse."<br/><br/>Her eyes flickered over Mika's changing hair colors. "No offense, but you aren't going to be making a lot of new friends in the near future. I know a score of people off the top of my head who wouldn't have hesitated to lend Mika the party elf a couch to crash on, but the way you are now, you'd be lucky if they didn't shoot you on sight. But you pulled out something amazing, you said? If it's magic, I know some runners who're short a mage for a job. They're your best bet for quick nuyen and a place to stay. Now before we go meet them, why don't you tell me more about your discovery..."<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag94/Autocad-E/b5c9e6131ee306209a232f05e7b7e3b5_zpsmnnqpbn4.jpg)</div>Being introduced by Cata as a mage first and Mika second all the difference in the world. The eyes that looked at her were still wary, but instead of "what the fuck is wrong with this dandelion eater" they read "this elf is more than meets the eye, I'd better be careful".<br/><br/>Although to call them shadowrunners was a stretch - glorified gangsters was more like it, with a friendly understanding with the Red Hot Nukes and operating out of a run-down garage on their turf, but not actually part of the gang by virtue of not being dwarves.<br/><br/>"Strife" was a human samurai, hair dyed and gelled platinum blonde, the muscle of the group.<br/><br/>"Langley" was an elven rigger, whose long hair and feminine face gave him a prettier look than most girls (Mika didn't count as most girls, of course), though he carried himself with normal masculinity.<br/><br/>There was a third, an ork mage, with emphasis on "was" - he had been geeked on the last run, leaving an unfilled spot.<br/><br/>Strife was the warier of the two, put off by Mika's aura, while Langley was more laid-back about the whole deal. They were willing to give Mika a chance to introduce herself, at least. Cautiously, they shared only their street names for now, and if Cata knew their real names, she wasn't telling either.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>(Make a roll, using the social skill that matches Mika's tone when she introduces herself.)