<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/FemalePirate-1.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Temporary effects</div><div class="spoiler_body">Psyche (until 1 pm): +2 Logic, +2 Intuition, +1 Mental Limit, half penalty for sustained complex forms<br/>Red Mescaline (until 7 pm): +2 Charisma, -2 Reaction, +2 Perception, +2 Willpower<br/>Hyper BTL: +1 Reaction, +1 Agility, -1 Intuition, -1 Charisma<br/>Altskin (until March 2, 3 am): +1 Armor, immune to contact toxins touching the face, +1 against area contact toxins<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Living Persona</div><div class="spoiler_body">Device Rating 6<br/>Attack 3<br/>Sleaze 6<br/>Data Processing 11<br/>Firewall 5<br/>Running silent (17 dice to resist Matrix Perception)<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">PAN</div><div class="spoiler_body">Master: Transys Avalon<br/>Slaves: Sleeping Tiger armour, Second Skin armour, Yamaha Raiden, Steyr TMP, goggles, headphones, trode hat, reactive myomer pack<br/>Device Rating 6<br/>Data Processing 6<br/>Firewall 7<br/>Running silent (11 dice to resist Matrix Perception)<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sprites</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Spanners", Level 4 Machine Sprite, registered with 8 tasks remaining, currently on standby in the Resonance<br/></div></div><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">The Facility, 3 am</span></strong><br/><br/>Magellan struggled into her Second Skin armour. She posed in front of a mirror - well, actually she hacked into a nearby camera feed to get a good look at herself, but same difference - and briefly wished that she had any kind of breasts, hips or muscles worth showing off, instead of the skinny, lacklustre body she actually had. She flicked the armour's ruthenium polymer display through a series of alternate body types, then to its "invisible" setting, then back to showing her real body. The really nice thing about her Second Skin, though, was the weave of Fresnel Fabric integrated into it, giving her a much firmer connection to the Matrix.<br/><br/>Over the top of her Second Skin went her Sleeping Tiger suit. She knew all about the chequered history of the Sleeping Tiger line, with roots in orxploitation and walking the line between slumming and corporate chic, but what she really cared about was its protective qualities and another layer of ruthenium polymer. The suit fit her perfectly, of course, and though it was heavier than she liked, she knew it would keep her safe.<br/><br/>Finally, she applied a bottle of what looked like clear lacquer to her face. The lacquer contained a system of nanites that bonded with her skin, and over the course of the next ten minutes, they formed into a layer of armour that was invisible to the naked eye, although the nanites' Matrix signature was clearly visible to her Emerged senses. Over the lacquer went her baseball cap with trode net, bulky headset, and goggles.<br/><br/>Since this was an important mission, she reached into her pack, sent a quick "Drugs" command to its processor, and pulled out two packets of pills, one labelled "Psyche", the other "Red Mescaline". She quickly popped one tab of each into her mouth, and washed them down with a glass of real orange juice - might as well enjoy some luxuries before they shipped out. As the drugs worked her way through her system, she felt her senses all prickling as psychedelic visions swam before her eyes. Her mind sped up into a state that made her feel more herself than she usually did, and she felt like she could take on the world. But on the other hand, everything was so nice already, and she could just stay here all day...<br/><br/>As she felt herself drifting into the comforting haze of a red mescaline trip, she glared at her commlink and ordered it to transmit the "Adrenaline Burst" mood program. As the BTL took charge of her brain, she felt jumpy and hyperactive, unwilling to lie down and wait for things to happen. She shouldered her pack and went racing down the corridor towards the bay where the Roadmaster was parked, bouncing off the walls and giggling.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Crash site, 5 am</span></strong><br/><br/>Magellan slowly clawed her way out of the wreckage. The ruthenium polymer display on her armour fritzed briefly and cycled through a nonsensical set of images, before turning her partially invisible again. She glanced briefly at the biomonitor feed from her armour. "My vitals are fine," she said, sending her messages on the team's commlink network rather than actually opening her mouth. "It probably hurts, but I can't tell."<br/><br/>She looked around at nearby icons while she hauled herself upright. "Someone knows we're here. Someone's tracking us. I wanna know who."<br/><br/>She glared at the wreckage, performed a brief trace on her backpack, and quickly found it. One mental command later, her pack disgorged her Yamaha Raiden assault rifle, and she clung to it like a security blanket.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Matrix Perception, looking for hidden icons, and for unexpected marks on our icons.<br/>At 2015-12-16 01:33:54, Magellan (uid: 25346) rolls: 11d6 tn1: 5 Result: 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=83193)<br/></div></div>