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Loki waited until everybody hussled their asses out of bed and amde their way around the table. Some of them looked anxious, but most of them looked rather terrible. Loki sniffed into the air, and the faint smell of alcohol hit her nostrils like a hammer. She went through a few dozen swears in her head to vent the frustration in herself. If her Runners can't keep themselves from drinking before mission day, how can she expect them to be ready if things go sour in the tunnels. This must not go unanswered, but there were more important things to talk about right now.

Loki nod at the crew and replied with a short [color=f7941d]"Morning"[/color] as she unscrewed the top of the metal container. From inside she pulled out a large roll of paper, carefully housed inside a plastic bag. She used her free hand to place the container on the concrete floor, and close it back for safe measures.

With the massive view blocking object out of the way, Loki took the paper out of the bag and unrolled it along the lenght of the table, revealing a large map of the local community. It looked brand new with no signs of damaged or wear, and showed hints of preservating mixtures as the light bounced off of it with a strong shine. The faint smell of chemicals surrounded the table as the fumes rose up from the map. It perfectly overlapped the existing map, and finally brought colors and defined lines to the table. 

[color=f7941d]"It has finally arrived. I was out all night to get this map for your sorry asses. And before any of you say we didn't need it, I refuse to navigate the wasteland with a piece of paper drenched in alcohol and littered with coffe stains."[/color] Loki pat the map with her hand and smiled for a brief second with please as she observed the it. But her expression changed back quickly as she turned towards the alcoholics of the group. [color=f7941d]"I especially asked them to apply a special mixture to it so you will have a harder job ruining yet another piece of our equipment. I paid for that special request with our monthly budget for alcohol. That should teach you not to mess with my shit.This is by far our most expensive equipment after the guns, and I dare you to make as much as a single scratch on this map. If I find it damaged, I willstring ALL of you up above the Pit for a night."[/color] She smiled at the thought of such a delightful torture, and tucked the plastic bag away in the metal container.

She expected the group to be upset about this new rule and the disappearance of the booze money, so she opened up one of her waist bags and pulled out a metal clipboard with hunderds of ragged papers attached to it. It was a list of all the weekly tasks that the settlements offered them and other runners, and listed neatly by risk and reward. As the beginning of the week, she only picked these up eralier today, and didn't have time to read through them. So she took the oppurtinity as an easy way to ignore the others and shut them up simultaneously. She looked up from the papers every few pages, calculating the capabilities of the party for said quest. She stopped about halfway through the papers so she could still remember what she read, and then proceeded to pull out a second clipboard from her bag and hold it up in front of her meaningfully.

[color=f7941d]"This was last week's list of tasks."[/color] She put in down on the table, careful not to damage the map below it. The stack of papaers was notably smaller than the one Loki was holding, and missed a few papers which have been clearly ripped from below the clipper. [color=f7941d]"And the one I am holding is the list of new tasks for this week."[/color] She put the second clipboard down next to the other, showing the significant difference in numbers. [color=f7941d]"We have a lot of requests to choose from, some of which are harder than the others. I don't expect you dumbasses to read all of these, since you clearly can't even be bothered to keep your quarters clean or take care of our shit, so I took the liberty of sorting out the ones that your expertise can handle."[/color] Her burning gaze focused on Sidney, Klaus and Liam for a few seconds, befor elooknig back down at the clipboard. She ripped out three papaers from it that contained requests she thought to be doable by the team, and then laid them out in a neat order in the middle of the table. She packed away the two clipboards, and then crossed her arms in front of her chest and began to detail each missions. [color=f7941d]"For the first request, we need to source a problem for a settlement way up north. They use cables above ground to get electricity, but they are having constant failures in the supply. Appereantly they don't have any rad-suits avaible for them, so they cannot go out an check it, and the Mafia being the Mafia won't help them. I expect that Teach could fix their issues and help us negotiate a good price with his understanding of electronics."[/color] She glanced over at Teach before continuing. [color=f7941d]"Then we have a request straight from the Operators at Lornfell. They want us to locate and retreive a large cache of fuel in the form of an old tanker truck somewhere in the waste. They gave us basic locations but nothing more."[/color] Loki looked around the party with expectations in her eyes. [color=f7941d]"I hope someone here can drive. This is an old wheeled truck, so it should still work with some love. They will give us a whole load of money for it, but getting it to the settlement will not be an easy task."[/color] He then turned his attention to Grim, and adressed him directly. [color=f7941d]"You may want to skip the next option Liam. We have to move food cargo between two settlments after one of their usual trading tunnels collapsed. They don't know how to get the cargo over there, and they cannot transport it on the surface due to the nature of the cargo. It may be just as easy as finding a new tunnel, but there is a good chance they called us because they cannot find a route themselves. They agreed to pay us according to the freshness of the products we deliver, but it could take a day to get this cargo moved without trains."[/color] Loki took a deep breath after she finished her sentence, out of breath from all the talking. With that off her chest she observed the rest of the group and opened her arms as to encompass the whole group. [color=f7941d]"We vote as usual, and you have plenty of time to think this over. You can choose not to do any, but theseoffer the best reward for the lowest risk. Unless you want to start the week as mutant food."[/color]