Maalik's Pub. A small, easily missed little pub in Central Seattle that was quiet enough for meetings such as the one about to go down. Outside, a light drizzle coated the streets a in a wet, slick texture. It almost always rained in Seattle, especially in now in mid-February. The late night drizzle made the streets cold and gave the pub a welcoming warmth. The old fellow working as the bartender was no stranger to the kind of business this kind of place attracted. If you want to plan some liquor store robbery, then you meet in some noisy, dirty pub. If you want to plan a real job, you meet somewhere like this, where you won't be interrupted. A few booths were placed here and there. Their distance from each other was either a stroke of luck for anyone holding a private meeting, or an act of consideration to the clientele this place attracted. In one of these booths the veteran, Sixes, sat with the 'Runners that had been gathered for the job in one of the circular booths. It was a big score; probably the biggest most of the Runners at this table had ever taken. One million Nuyen. If this worked out, they'd all be set for life. To his immediate left was Diva. Sixes was familiar with her work. She originated from Japan and most of her previous runs took place there or somewhere in Asia. She's a professional and she does clean work. Works well in a group and keeps things professional. The way it should be. She was his kind of Shadowrunner. It's a dangerous job, it's good to know he isn't the only one that takes it this seriously. Next to her and sitting across from him was Bait. An accomplished Decker. Sixes had read the provided file, at least what wasn't redacted due to insignificant amounts of data. That alone was enough reassurance that Bait was a good choice. He was a bit of a lightweight when it came to combat, but he was the kind of hacker Sixes knew he could rely on. The name bait didn't have much information behind it, but it carried a lot of weight in Seattle's hacker dens. Sitting next to Bait was Rider. They'd never worked together, but he'd heard the stories. Flashy, but reliable. And he cleans out entire rooms like nobody's business. His reputation painted him as a Runner who finished the job even if he had to drag himself to his objective. Or shoot his way there. One of the big names in Seattle, though Sixes wasn't sure what the file meant when it told him he was an "Overzealous hobbyist." Lastly, sitting to Sixes' right, was Sleeper. Works well and capable in a fight. Sixes knew the name, but he'd never seen his work first hand. His client felt confident in choosing Sleeper, and if his client trusted him then Sixes had to trust him. The name was associated with some well-done jobs, so Sixes didn't feel his client's choice had been a bad one. Yet the files were oddly vague about the Runner's exact abilities. Not the way Bait's had been obscured, but rather in a manner that made Sixes want to keep an eye on him. He entwined his fingers on top of a small stack of folders stuffed with documents. Each folder had the name of someone sitting in this circular booth written on it in red ink. Sixes was the first to speak, his voice a bit heavy with a Russian accent, "I see everyone has made it. Good. As you know, my client has offered each and every one of you one million Nuyen upon the completion of this job. The stakes are high, but the reward will be well worth it. Once we begin, there is no backing out. If you agree to do this, you either finish it or die trying. Before I go into any specifics, know that this job will be high risk. You will be fucking with corps and you will end up firing your weapons at some point. If any of you have any doubts, then leave." No one at the table moved. They were either sure they knew what they were getting into, or had at least pushed their doubt far back enough to remain seated. Either way, it would suffice. "Very well. Take your files. Inside, you will find what you'll need to know for phase 1 of this job." He handed the folders out, passing each one to its respective Runner and keeping his own. Diva. Bait. Rider. Sleeper. Sixes. The files contained what looked like blueprints and schedules. The first file Sixes directed the group to was an arrest file for a bespectacled man named Naveen Gopal. He was thin, of Indian descent, and somewhere in his late 40's. "Our first objective is Doctor Naveen Gopal," he pointed at the image on the paper file, " Three months ago, he reported that he'd discovered some kind of new pharmaceutical drug. It was not made public, but several large corporations got to see it in action. Whatever it was, it made each of those corporations want it. Even corps that do not normally develop pharmaceuticals wanted it. Med-Tech companies, Network corps, even weapon's manufacturers. However, three weeks later, Dr. Gopal destroyed his research and any existing prototypes. He then got himself arrested for a narcotics charge and is currently serving time in a mega-prison. It is our job to extract him." "My client believes he did this on purpose. He had himself locked away in order to run away from someone or something. He destroyed his wonder drug, erased his research, and had himself locked away. Because of this, he may resist extraction, but it is important that we get him out alive. And preferably in one piece. Doctor Gopal and what he knows is vital to the success of the job." Rider raised his hand like he was in school and hastily lowered it when he realized it looked kind of silly. He asked his question anyway, "Okay so, if this doctor guy is phase one then how many other phases are there?" "As many as there need to be." "Oh... right. Gotcha." Sixes continued, "In order to break out Dr. Gopal, we need a few things. First of all, we need a way into the prison's security system. Their network is self contained and protected with security measures that change once a week. The system is segmented, so disabling it in one part of the prison does not disable it everywhere else. Second of all, the prisoners' arrangements are unknown to us. We need a list of the prisoners and their cell numbers in order to locate Dr. Gopal within the mega-prison." The second part of their files contained blueprints and maps to the city's Hall of Records and someplace called Summerwing Banking. "These mega-prisons are built to withstand any infiltration. Nearly all the information we need to make this run successful is constantly moving or changing. However, a window has opened up that will allow us to get what we need. A list of prisoner arrangements is being kept within the city's Hall of Records. Infiltrating it must be done quietly. A small team will be sent to infiltrate and hack into the city's records so as to extract the prison's arrangement information. This will tell us where exactly in the prison Doctor Gopal is. You can not be found, understand? Should the run go loud, the job is over. The Hall of Records getting hit will put every corporation and syndicate in this city on edge and security will tighten everywhere. Should that happen, extracting Dr. Gopal will become impossible and you will have all lost one million Nuyen. Do not make any mistakes. Get in quietly, hack the data, and get out. No noise, no bodies, nothing. It must be a clean job." "Second, the security override codes. There is a physical copy of the codes in a memory drive that is almost always kept locked away behind high security within the prison. Using a physical medium may seem low-tech, but it's a genius security measure. You can't hack something if only one copy exists on a physical medium that can be physically locked away. However, there's been a recent change in the prison's infrastructure. The codes have been moved to a bank here in Central Seattle where they will remain for 48 hours. Another team will be sent to this bank. You are going to make it look like a bank robbery. You will go in, open the vaults and take whatever money you see to make it seem convincing. The bank isn't holding any high value targets besides the memory drive, so you won't find much money. Your real objective will be to find the memory drive and make a copy of it. Then leave it behind. We cannot have the prison knowing their security codes have been compromised, so we must leave the drive untouched and secure after making a copy. After that, we'll have another 48 hours before the codes change once more at the end of the week." "Once both of these objectives are completed, we will begin to discuss our plan for breaking into the prison. We will hit The Hall of Records tonight, so memorize the floor plans. Diva, Bait, Sleeper, and myself will act as the infiltration team. Once inside, Bait will hack into the records mainframe while Diva and I will act as lookouts while Sleeper makes sure our escape route is clear. Meanwhile Rider will act as our getaway and keep a van just outside our escape route, ready to go as soon as we get out. If we do this right, the run should last no more than ten minutes. In and out. After that, we'll regroup, gather our resources, and plan a move on the bank." "Now, any question?"