<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/Leotard_and_Lace_profile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Antimony</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=243890.msg12052526#msg12052526)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Context</strong></td><td>Arrival at New Shanghai</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging</strong></td><td>The Team</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Fate Points</strong></td><td>1</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><hr/>Ahhh, New Shanghai.  Nowhere else on all of Mars would one find a greater hive of scum and villainy, though Elysium came close in Harley's experience.  Olfactory perception relayed a number of scents as she stepped off the train and out onto the platform, including smoke and the smell of cooking food, the burning of certain narcotic substances, the collective sweat of the teeming masses around her...  These scents had been logged in her memory many times before; they were quite familiar to her by now.  She had traveled to this city many times in the past, on business, but this melange of scents was familiar to her for a different reason from that.  Quite simply, New Shanghai was where Harley had been born, both in the sense that it was within the city limits that her software had first been activated, and in the sense that the city had made her the person she was today.<br/><br/>The people around her had no clue as to her true nature, of course.  An artificial intelligence in the body of a prostitute?  Preposterous.  Such things were toys of the rich and famous, and one would hardly be likely to find one taking the 11:30 train in from Noctis-Qianjiao, alone and unguarded in a passenger seat.  Perhaps it might be shipped in with the cargo, but walking around on its own on the boarding platform?  Certainly not.<br/><br/>As such, Harley was confident that she was not attracting any undue attention to herself as she walked down the boarding platform and out onto the street, and as for the attention that was due to her...  Well, it was hardly strange for men - or at least male morphs - to spend a significant length of time visually scanning an attractive female morph, now was it?  There were still some aspects of transhuman emotions and behavior that were a bit fuzzy to her, but lust, arousal and sex in general were aspects of the transhuman condition that she knew quite well.  She wouldn't have taken a job working as a prostitute - or rather, an 'escort' - if she didn't have a thorough understanding of such things, and if she didn't find them enjoyable, for that matter.  Perhaps one or more of the men making note of the sway of her hips as she walked along the street might even make for an entertaining lay...  Though, she doubted that they could afford her.<br/><br/>Speaking of business, though, her itinerary for the day was quite clear.  Having arrived in New Shanghai, the first thing she needed to do was get in contact with her client.  An executive for a certain minor hypercorp had paid her quite well in advance to take the train out to New Shanghai from her home in Qianjiao, after all, and since she would be hanging off his arm as he attended the unveiling of a new product line to help him appear powerful and successful in front of investors, and then quite likely working his pants off during the drive back to his home in order to help him feel as powerful and successful as he looked afterwards, he had also generously opened up his home to her, and she would be living in a luxury apartment suite during the three days she would be staying in the city.  It was an experience she was looking forward to, since this was really her first big job in the escort business.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, the exact moment that she was about to give her muse the order to contact the man was when an encrypted message dropped into her inbox, followed shortly afterwards by a note from the agency she worked for telling her that her current job had been cancelled.  Since both messages were technically from the same organization, it was not hard for her to deduce what had happened.  She was in the area and Firewall needed her for a job of some sort, and so the job that she had been doing as the luxury call girl, Harley, had been sabotaged.  More than likely a mixup had been arranged with whatever banking service her employer had used, making it look like his credits had been declined and giving them a pretext to cancel her job.  The client would be furious, of course, but his anger would be directed at his bank, not at the agency that she worked for.<br/><br/>And with Harley suddenly having been granted a great deal of spare time, that left her alternate identity as sentinel Antimony all the time that she needed to work on this mission.<br/><br/>Antimony wasted little time in finding a quiet restaurant to sit down in.  She ordered a simple meal, and with a reasonably safe place established within which to work, she started going over the mission details and the brief amount of information she had been provided on the colleagues she had been assigned.  The task was to gather information on an individual who was rumored to be selling TITAN technology off to the highest bidder, and on this mission she would be working with two combat specialists, an engineer, another hacker and a medic...  And just as she finished skimming over the basics and set her muse to the task of organizing and collating all the data that she had been provided, she was pinged with another message, this one from an ID that belonged to one of the people she would be working with, and containing an invitation into a secure tacnet.<br/><br/><hr/># Joining Æther Jabber #<br/># Active Members: 6 #<br/><strong>Antimony:</strong>Greetings, everyone.<br/><strong>Antimony:</strong>My specialty is subverting security systems, whether that be through network intrusion, social engineering, forgery, or other methods.<br/><strong>Antimony:</strong>I've done freelance work for criminal groups in New Shanghai before. It was all arranged anonymously, so I don't have any specific contacts, but I can work up a fake ID or two that will help keep our target from growing suspicious if we want to start asking around outside of our usual social circles.<br/><hr/><br/>Of course, preparing fake identities took a little time, so immediately after she made the offer, Antimony was busied herself with the task of actually following through on it, setting up accounts on social media services and filling out the posting history with fake conversations, renting out a suitable reputation score, falsifying credentials through a combination of taking advantage of a few bureaucratic loopholes and placing a few bribes to the right people...  And once that was done, she then presented it to her new comrades.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Antimony:</strong>Alright, it's finished. If anyone on the team is skilled at asking around discretely, your new name is James Yao.<br/><strong>Antimony:</strong>You have Triad connections and are working for an interested party who has heard rumors of a sale happening here in New Shanghai. Your client wishes to remain anonymous.<br/><br/><em># Insert Identity_Documentation_(James_Yao) #</em><br/><br/><strong>Antimony:</strong>Also, after we're finished investigating, do we have a safe place to meet up?<br/><strong>Antimony:</strong>I'm one of the two who commuted in, and I will need a place to stay while I am here.<br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Cover:</strong> 4 - 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=85617) = 2<br/><br/>Trying to create a situational aspect called something like 'James Yao, Triad Negotiator'.  At a result of a mere +2(Good), I'm expecting it will probably just be a boost, rather than a full success, but we'll only really need it for one roll anyway, so...</div></div>