Genni

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It took a good couple of hours skulking around the transit station before Susie felt the pleasant warmth spreading up her arm. Finding a quite, out of the way nook to slip into the jacker slipped her sleeve up her arm and quickly scanned the information her personal comp had sifted for her from the dirge of quotes, comments and memes flooding the public datanet. Someone had spotted her sales post and was asking for a rendezvouz. There was no name attached to the request, but Susie didn't expect there to be one, not in her business.

The address seemed safe enough, a public location only a few blocks from the station. Pulling up what she could on the datafeeds Susie examined the site as best she could. It seemed like just another apartment building, not that different from a dozen others in the same area, and Susie's practiced eye immediately picked out several routes into and out of the block, some which wouldn't seem all that obvious to most other people.

With a satisfied grin, the street rat quickly tapped up a response message, using the same encryption key as the first so that her client would know what to look for. After a second's thought Susie quickly accessed the public server archive and editted the original post, making sure to leave the digital fingerprints of a rival datajacker all over the place just to cover her tracks. Some may have seen this as a little paranoid and vindictive, but in Susie's experience a little of both in the short term led to far fewer problems further down the line.

It would take less than twenty minutes for Susie to cover the distance to the requested location, if she took a direct route that was. Instead he street rat made her way around the transit station, heading almost entirely in the wrong direction before ducking into a side alley and waiting a few minutes, checking for any obvious tails before unstowing her datajack and bypassing the lock on the sewer grate. The jacker almost laughed at how easy the municipal works systems were to break through, and almost anyone worth their salt could pop a manhole faster than a liscensed worker using an authorised key.

Swinging her legs down into the hole, Susie pulled the hatch closed behind her before dropping down into the darkness. It only took a moment for her I-Eye to adjust to the dim conditions, and Susie pulled up the underworld maps she had stored for just such an occasion. There were several scanner sites up ahead, mainly located under important buildings, or residences of the particualrly paranoid, and the street rat took a moment to plot her route around them. It would add almost an extra half hour to her journey, but at least it would make it far more difficult for anyone to track her if they came looking.

Taking a moment to make sure her gym bag was secured at her side, Susie set off through the dark underways, her fingers clutching at her nose as she made her way through the forgotten waste of the rich and famous.

In the Court of the High Queen

Sitting back in her chair Carmella's handmaiden quickly darted forwards to wipe her mistress's mouth with a napkin before just as swiftly falling back into her assigned position. "I have to say, that was certainly a fine meal," the entrepreneur commented, her hand gesturing over the stack of empty plates piled in front of her, "But isn't it about time we turned the discussion to more important matters?"

[Reboot] Ｔｅｒｒａ ＿ ｒ：Ｅｖｏｌｕｔｉｏｎ

So she won't need to get the EuroRail

@13org

Depending on where she lives in the district, Anya might still have needed to go to the transit station though. It's like living in a large city, you'd need to get around within the city as well as travelling to others, and the transit station would be both a hub for the intracity and intercity rail links.

They also make for useful meeting locations, since everyone would have a reason to be passing through the station at some point, and if two people just happen to be at the same location at the same time there's very little chance that someone else could prove collusion in their meeting.

Unless they were monitoring the public network chatter at the right moment to catch the meet up comms.

And yes, I will keep dropping hints about the IC Chatroom Discord channel until someone else starts using it.

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Anyways, I thought about writing a bit more, but I since Anya and Susie might bump one into another, I thought I should end my post with Anya waiting for the EuroRail.

@13org

If Anya's close enough to the party to notice the people who are going there she'd be nowhere near . Blacklight Calypso made sure to direct the street rat's attentions as far away from the party as they could, while still keeping their pet 'on station' in case they needed to call her in as backup at the last moment.

Currently is heading to the main transit station, both as a route out of the district and so she can blend in with crowds there in case anyone contacts her through the public network to make a deal for the swag she just acquired. If no-one drops her a line soon, the datajacker will head back to D9 to visit a data broker she knows who can help her crack the files to see if she's found anything juicy.

Terra

@Spiritzer What did I tell you about thinking!?! It only leads to trouble for everyone.

Oh, wait... ...that’s just when Bernie starts thinking.

Terra

@Spiritzer Looking to subvert your post slightly with mine, making the screeching Briggs heard just Bernie's excitement at finding something shiny. She also then started to make loud, easily tracked rhythmic banging noises which should either scare everything in the area away, or let every local predator know exactly where dinner is currently located.

This could either be an opportunity for a relatively peaceful first encounter, or a chance for Mr Roboto to save the naive greenskin from something big, hungry and equipped with many, many teeth.

Terra

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Bernie couldn't help but squeal with delight as she rounded the corner on the path and saw the large heap of ancient debris resting on the side of the hill. Whatever it had once been, the metallic mass had obviously been buried for an age or more, only to be uncovered by the unnaturally heavy acid rainfall the country had been experiencing over the last few weeks. What was more exciting for the little greenskin however was the tell-tale glow she could see emanating from inside the pile of scrap.

Reaching up she adjusted the lenses on her father's goggles, a gift in her parting from him. Shifting the various pieces of tinted glass she quickly focused in on the glow, determining that it must be a sparky rather than a glowy that lay hidden. With a heavy grunt Bernie reached over her shoulder for her Precision Percussion Applicator^TM, swinging it in the air a few times to get used to the heft and weight as she stepped closer to the pile.

With a mighty roar the greenskin brought the club down on the metal mass, letting of a loud clank which seemed to echo around the valley, barely dying down before her second blow struck home. After three more bashings, the acid-worn casing finally began to break free. Leaning in closer Bernie stowed away her PPA, pulling out her padded gloves instead. Reaching inside the metal shell Bernie carefully worked her arm around the various melted, cracked and twisted pieces of scrap before finally her fingers closed around something which felt solid and intact.

Deftly twisting her wrist, the young goblin wrenched the component free, and flicking her goggles back down stared at her new find anxiously. The small cylinder glowed brightly as she examined it through her special lenses, and Bernie could tell that it still held the potential for quite a sting for anyone not knowing how to properly handle it.

Dropping her prize in her satchel, Bernie gripped the sides of the cracked metal shell with both gloved hands and began to pull them apart as best she could. After a few seconds the opening seemed wide enough to fir her head inside, and so Bernie did just that, her goggles letting her examine the inner workings of the shattered machine as she hunted for any more valuable finds.

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Give or take a few personal interpretations from characters' perspectives.

@Briza

Too true. Someone who grew up in 6 might consider a 12 to be an uncouth barbarian, and a 14 might think a 5 is nothing but a soft target.

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My understanding of Europa's districts. 15 districts in total, numbered for when they joined EuroCorp and ranging from west to east across what was formerly known as Europe. Districts do not conform to historical country borders, but instead to corporate infrastructure and financial value.

Districts 1-2 are the 'Golden Towers' where the CEOs, boards of directors and other 'Gods' live. In these areas anything and everything you could possibly want, need or desire is an arm's reach away. Medical treatment grants practical immortality, although jumping into a new body using Lux is commonplace for bored executives. Life is entirely undisturbed by anything other than world changing, global scale events, usually precipitated by their counterparts in other Corporations.

Districts 3-5 are 'Upper Management'. While these people also have access to the best life has to offer, they have to work to get it. Medical treatment for general afflictions is widespread and readily available, but life extending treatments are reserved only for the most prestigious of employees. Their positions rely on the benevolence of their overlords and they're fully aware of this, doing everything they can to ensure the lifestyles of those above them are not disturbed in any way. All problems within society are resolved by these people, although their resolutions usually involve passing generalised, non-specific orders down the chain to be dealt with.

Districts 6-9 are 'Lower Management'. For these people life is mostly comfortable but luxury items are usually held just out of reach. Medical treatment for minor conditions (common diseases, broken bones, etc.) is easy to obtain, but anything requiring specialist treatment will be costly for the individual and their families. Competition with peers is commonplace, and only the 'best' will ever even get close to being offered a chance at promotion, even though almost everyone in these districts has heard of a friend of a friend's cousin's colleague who once got promoted up the chain. Plans for resolving societal problems are fully developed at this level, before being passed down the chain for actual action. These are the people who order the murders, but who have never held a gun, and in many cases have never even seen one.

Districts 10-13 are the main labour force of society, the people who slog through life struggling to pay their bills. Anything other than the most basic of medical care is usually unaffordable and many families have found themselves in life long debt after a member contracts a condition or suffers a serious injury. While some may dream of ascending the Corporate ladder, most know they will live and die in the same position for their entire lives. At this level the promise of advancement can spur most people into committing practically any act in order to be accepted by their masters, and if that involves putting other people in harm’s way, so be it.

Districts 14-15 and the landing ground for anyone who failed to make it anywhere else. Medical treatment is practically non-existent; apart from the odd back alley bone saw clinic or enthusiastic amateur physician. Life is dog eat dog, with people struggling to survive from one day to the next. Deaths by starvation and exposure are commonplace, and people are willing to do anything just to ensure their own survival for one more day.

As an example of a chain of events this structure might lead to:

• District 1 citizen mentions in passing that they might like to try a new blend of coffee with their breakfast.
• District 3 senior manager decides to provide a new blend of coffee to ingratiate themselves with 1. They give orders for new coffee blends to be developed ASAP.
• District 6 manager receives orders to create new coffee blend. They shift resources into the new project and give orders for a research centre to be built.
• District 8 manager chooses an area with known fertile soil in district 12 and orders the construction of a new coffee plantation there, along with subsiduary buildings.
• District 10 employees are assigned to clearing out the area and organising construction. The area is currently populated, but the employees know they can't raise this as a concern.
• District 14 gang members are encouraged to drive out the residents, clearing the way for construction.
• District 11 EPA called in to take care of the gang members.
• District 13 workers tasked with constructing the plantation and subsiduary buildings.
• District 12 employees assigned to new facility.
• District 1 citizen comments that perhaps orange juice would be better for breakfast instead.

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Just a quick question...

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@Briza

...so, does that mean the Soul Reaper party, or the Death God party..?

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A couple of quick notes on 's post, in case anyone wants to jump in on it.

The party I refer to is supposed to be the same one being described in @Briza's post, which would've found out about from her data vault heist.

Her new job was actually a staged Blacklight operation to keep their pet out of the way, and make sure she didn't try and crash the party making trouble for themselves and their new Ori 'friends', as well as giving Calypso a way to fund 's ongoing activities for them without her realising she's being funded by them.

Having said that, if anyone has some interesting ideas for what may have just picked up in the encrypted data she 'borrowed', I'd be more than happy to entertain suggestions.