It's deep into the night of February 5th, 2077 when a rare opportunity comes knocking on the door of a runner duo. On the one hand, occasional fixer and frequent source of headaches for people that buy into 'him' not being 'them', Tiamo Yun has a job for Bunny. Find a package lost by fairly reliable courier "Mad Horse", make sure Horse knows to not lose it however she lost it again, and bring the package back for at least a 3k payday. The sister half of Tiamo Yun stresses that there will be more pay if the package is in better shape than expected. Given the info she hands over on Horse's situation and last location, she stresses that there's very little chance it's going to be in condition to be worth the full amount, so don't get your hopes up for a payday of ten thousand.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>On the other hand, worming its way through the veins and arteries of the Sun On Yee, a job makes it way to M0rph3us. There was a bit of a dust-up in a bit of a contested area between two mid-ranked men of the Sun On Yee. Some grisly business at a club Hong just happend to have newly started to own, blame ended up falling on Hong's biggest rival, Chu, instead of some of the outsiders in that area, and Robin Liu, being slightly higher up the rankings than either of the ment decides to make use of seniority and 'neutrality' to see this resolved. So, M0rph3us gets a little job; investigate the area ( read as the Matrix) around the club and the club itself and deliver a verdict on who was responsible. The underling that sent the info to the Technomancer puts a little stress that, if possible, try and see to it that it's some outsiders that end up being responsible, but if there's just too much evidence that the butchers are actually Sun On Yee, well, be discrete and discreet about sending the information in.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It all comes together because, well, that club was a known stop on Mad Horse's route. And because of at least one half of Yun's paranoia, Bunny knows that Mad Horse was either at that club or damned nearby when the tracked bio-monitor went dead and the trail stopped. A perfect confluence of situations to make for a good bit of fun for tonight.