M.A.V.I.S Corporate Logger System.
FILE #002
Selected Personality Type: 'Sassy'
So, after two boring months working for Mr Bates in Bay City, our hero, Captain Stephen 'Wee Jimmy' Cranky was ready to get into action again!
Jim go on well with Tam (although he is a mental) and pretty well with 'Alpha Team' the main security team even though a lot of them were 'corporate goons' with no military experience.
The only one he actually liked was an ex-RM sergeant called Carole Dee. She's lovely, just 5ft 2 and stocky, but ex-bomb squad, and with full sub-dermal armour - not to be trifled with! She's 27 years old. (Alpha Team are currently just 10 people, but they do contract out for more when big events are on)
Where was I? Oh! I'd better start at the beginning:
DAY 1
My boss Will Bates (isn't he so dreamy?) wanted to keep this whole 'rescue my no-good brother from kidnappers in Brazil' on the down-low. So he officially gave Jim a holiday, but in fact sent him to contact a man called Lav Pernes. He was also given a DONG 5000 burner phone, a very expensive one, to contact the man on.
Jim jumped in a pool hovercar and booked himself into a hotel. At the bar he saw six nerds - netrunners and techies.
On closer inspection they seemed to be passing around a picture of a murdered prostitute! He decided to leave them to it. (Naughty Jim! There could have been adventure in that and a chance to kick some serious nerd ass - oh well!)
After a few drinks Jim went to his room and bed.
DAY 2
Today Jim spent some of his expenses money on new gear, wisely expecting to be in a fire fight some time soon.
This included a high tech helmet that could be worn around the neck and would cover his head in the first sign of danger. Jim had a morbid fear of being shot in the head.
The 'Bullet Smasher 9000' it was called and cost 1500 bucks.
After lunch he contacted Lav Pernes and met him at the 'The Pink Ice Cream Bar and Lounge'. It was a simple enough meeting though, he was given tickets to Rio and the contact details for Isabella.
Jim went back to his hotel and crated up his gear. He'd pick it up on the flipside.
DAY 3
It was a morning flight and he got in to Rio at 3pm. He was met at the airport by Isabella. She's a nice enoughgal as far as I know, in her 30s, has some high end cybergear. She's part of the Antifa crowd down that way.
She drove him into the city in an expensive looking 4x4.
That's right folks, Nigel 'Mazzie' Bates had only managed to get himself kidnapped by Nazis! And not just Nazis, but Cyber-Nazis! And believe you me, that's the worst kind of Nazi. He'd fallen in with a bad crowd, apparently, and this was how it had all ended up. Isabella filled in Jim with more details as she drove him to a safe house.
Jim noted that the air quality in the city was very bad. The safe house contained two tough looking Antifa guys. Together with them and Isabella they went over the plan. It was straight forward enough. They'd drop him off in the area of the favella where Bates was known to be, then once he was found, Jim was to send up a flare for Osprey extraction and straight back to the good old USA. Go Team!
He spent the rest of the evening gambling and drinking tequila. They had a nice room set by for him though and he went to get some kip before the big day.
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