<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9QySb8P.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Anima</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=243890.msg12052547#msg12052547)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Context</strong></td><td>Little Shanghai - Noodle Shop</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging</strong></td><td>The Crew</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Fate Points</strong></td><td>2</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stress and Consequences</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Ego Stress</strong></td><td>1[ ] 2[ ] 3[ ]</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Morph Stress</strong></td><td>1[ ] 2[ ] 3[ ]</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Muse Stress</strong></td><td>1[ ] 2[ ]</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Mild Consequence (2)</strong></td><td>---</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Moderate Consequence (4)  </strong></td><td>---</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Major Consequence (6)</strong></td><td>---</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Anima:</strong>Oh yes, coordinates  (●´ω｀●)ゞ<br/><br/><em>Would you like to accept a file (NoodleShop.GPS) from Anima?  (y/n/m)</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>She arrived quickly enough to the noodle stand, a place she had been more than once before.  Noodles weren't exactly a staple of her diet, but they would do in a pinch--which happened more frequently than she cared for.  But what was this?  Someone selling crab!  The delightful Synthoid had already hooked a large number of other Octopods (well, large considering their relative scarcity), and Anima couldn't help but come by to procure one for herself.  Thankfully it was cheaper for Octomorphs in general since they didn't need to be cooked...or even dead sometimes but that made them easier to snack on at their leisure.  Crabs, and most seafood, had been all but annihilated when the Earth fell, but a few genetic samples later, and even some synthesized biology, and soon you had various seafood farms across the system.  Variety certainly wasn't the same as Earth-that-was, but at least it was something.<br/><br/>And the crunch was always so very satisfying.<br/><br/>Some exchange of credits later and Anima was wandering over to a generally out-of-the-way place to sit at a table.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Would you like to accept a file (NoodleTableLocation.GPS) from Anima?  (y/n/m)</em><br/><br/><strong>Anima:</strong>I have excellent news!<br/><strong>Anima:</strong>Someone was selling crab at the noodle stand!  (•́⌄•́๑)૭✧<br/><strong>Anima:</strong>I am sitting at a table, I think I'll do some snooping while I eat.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Investigate</div><div class="spoiler_body">Overcome effect:  discover most likely players in the buying/selling game<br/>At 2016-02-13 19:08:37, Re Z L - Anima (uid: 39480) rolls: 4d3a-4 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=85670)<br/></div></div><br/>There were always people interested in weird forms of technology, usually for their own obscure purposes.  World domination, improving life for transhumanity, becoming the one true technological singularity, take your pick.  Given their location it could be a number of things of course, maybe corp research being conducted through one of the local academies--something Anima was rather familiar with--or possibly this was just a simple hub to keep the transaction hidden.  Regardless it meant people in New Shanghai were involved to some degree so Anima poked around at some of the likely candidates while sickening crunching noises came from her beak as she crunched through the shell of the crab.