Sunday September 13th 2020  2246 hours<br/>Ellington District & Tammy's Tap<br/><br/>A film of rain hangs in the air as you make your way down the streets of Night City. Day or night the streets are teeming with people. Some are beavers, either going to or coming home from a shift at work. Street vendors hawk their wares from kiosks in the street. Food, magazines, batteries, even chipware is available with the slide of a Credstick. Joygirls hawk a different manner of wares doing their business in the alleyways or cars of their johns. Gangbangers cruise through them all like sharks on the hunt for prey.<br/><br/>Despite the colorful neon signs and the fluorescent lights the city is still dark.<br/><br/>So much dirty business in this city. Drugs, violence, crime, and the ever popular corporate espionage. Many people curse the rain that seemingly never stops in fall and winter months, but you know better. The rain is necessary to cleanse the filth of this wretched place. If it wasn't for the rain the stink of Night City would be evident all the way to Tokyo.<br/><br/>You are almost to your destination. Tammy's Tap. A dive bar located in the center of the Ellington District. It was a little strange that you received the call wanting to meet here. The Night Walker club is right down the street, and most employers like the distractions of loud music and gyrating women to keep nosy people out of their business.<br/><br/>An Aerdyne flies overhead. Trauma Team must be heading back to the depot after delivering it's latest to the hospital. Once Trauma Team arrives you are one of two things. A patient or parts. That could be you if your not careful chummer.<br/><br/>Ellington District Map<br/>https://www.thinglink.com/scene/380917465376358401?buttonSource=userPage<br/><br/>Once inside you are thankful the place is dry and only holds a few customers. A pair of nomads shoot pool while sucking down beers and discussing things of interest happening at the Nomad Market. A woman, quite obviously a joygirl or a stripper, drinks her beer from a glass and freshens up her makeup with a small compact. She wears a pair of smartgoggles with built in earbuds and occasionally seems to be mouthing the words of a Johnny Silverhand song called 'Soul and the new Machine'. The bartender is a bear of a man, obviously hoped up on bioware. He serves drinks and wipes down the bar with equal aplomb. The tattoo on his left forearm marks him as a Marine and judging from his posture, he has had more than one bullet loosed at him.<br/><br/>Joygirl/Stripper:<br/><br/>(https://starsfact.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/Eliza-Taylor.jpg)<br/><br/>Nomads Playing Pool:<br/><br/>(http://grungeguys.com/content/galleryguys/bikers/bikerdude.jpg)<br/><br/>(https://img1.etsystatic.com/031/1/7489939/il_570xN.516002341_aej0.jpg)<br/><br/>Bartender<br/><br/>(http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/15100000/Batista-batista-15143110-444-594.jpg)<br/><br/>Your instructions were fairly simple for this interview. Go to the booth in the northwest corner of the bar and wait with the others to be contacted. It's a standard practice in the edgerunning world. The client puts his hand picked team together before arriving. They could bond, they could bicker, hell they might even try to kill one another. No matter how you slice it, the employer will have an idea of what they are walking into, and can get a grasp on their potential employees chances of success.<br/>