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« on: <07-10-16/1918:23> »
Sunday  10 June 2075  1140    Seattle


[Spoiler]Eva sends out a call to Cynthia.  Let's start this pairing.
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« Reply #1 on: <07-10-16/1924:34> »
[Cynthia Rawson - Sunday June 10th, 2075; Cynthia's appartment] #1

A young woman of perhaps seventeen or eighteen years answers Eva's call. She has red hair and bright green eyes. But what Eva probably notices first is the magnificent case of bed hair this Cynthia seems to be sporting right now. That, and the fact that the young woman is still in her nightie - a geeky one from what can be seen - with a strap dangerously ready to reveal more than is proper in almost any situation.

When she sees Eva, she seems confused "Yes ?" she asks, squinting her eyes. "I don't know you, right?". Maybe she has just woken up and her brain lags behind. Maybe...

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« Reply #2 on: <07-10-16/1936:01> »
I glance at the clock to confirm what I already know, that it is early afternoon, then conduct a quick reexamination of my new 'client'. My initial conclusion is that she is either a child prodigy or a trust fund brat, either way she wants my help making her place look 'cool' so tact will be prudent if not totally necessary.

"Good afternoon, I'm calling for Cynthia, I'm Marisa Coulter, you left your number with my office in oldtown."


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« Reply #3 on: <07-10-16/1944:04> »
[Cynthia Rawson - Sunday June 10th, 2075; Cynthia's appartment] #2

Cynthia seems surprised.
- "I did what?"
From the noises and the movement of the comlink, Eva can probably determine that Cynthia is making herself some soycaf.
- "Oh. That. Yes, I remember. Yes I did."
She stops there, taking a sip from her "Concrete Dreams" mug. She seems to have forgotten all about you when she looks again at the comlink, apparently surprised to still see you there.
- "Huh... Oh yes, the redecorating thing, of course. Can you do it?"
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« Reply #4 on: <07-10-16/2002:18> »
"Ma'am I can work miracles." I say with a confident smile, fully suspecting that one will be needed for this.

Another thought occurs to me and I search her name and face on the matrix while I carry on the conversation "I will need to know more about you, and of course see the space, perhaps we can share a drink at some point and discuss what you have in mind for your home?"


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« Reply #5 on: <07-10-16/2011:02> »
[Cynthia Rawson - Sunday June 10th, 2075; Cynthia's appartment] #3

- Oh you can call me Cynthia, no need for such formalities...
Absent-mindedly, she replaces her nightie's strap to its rightful place.
- As for meeting, yeah sure. Does it need to be at my place?
Before you can even consider how to reply to this silly question, she answers herself with a shake of her head.
- Err, silly question. One stone and all that I suppose. I don't know if I have something in mind though. Well something specific that is.
She shrugs.
- You can come pretty much when you can. Or want. Do I need to prepare something first?
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« Reply #6 on: <07-10-16/2032:49> »
"Nothing needs preparing, in fact seeing the space as you live in it will be most helpful in remaking it to best suit your needs. I'll drop by in a few hours and we can see what's what. If I may, how did you hear about my business? And illness you address of course." My tone remains genteel and kind, the voice of kindness and wisdom.


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« Reply #7 on: <07-10-16/2041:23> »
[Cynthia Rawson - Sunday June 10th, 2075; Cynthia's appartment] #4

Cynthia replies after having swallowed the piece of snack she grabbed while you answered.
- I found you on the 'trix of course, where else? By the way, you should have a more important presence there, and not only in meatspace. Easier to find you that way, you know.
She cocks an eyebrow, but doesn't wait for you.
- Just sayin'. Anyway, I'm sending you my address, it's in Downtown. See you later then?.
Quickly, she adds.
- Oh and if I don't answer, I'll be home but... Well, just com' me.
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« Reply #8 on: <07-10-16/2101:10> »
'Trix, messy, unlikely to answer the door. I'm talking to a matrix person. I didn't deal with her kind much at the corp, but I have a basic idea of what they do, though no clue how they do it. Perhaps I can work something out here that would benefit both of us. I'll need to tie a lot of threads together quickly, but this might well be person worth keeping around...

"I'll be there soon and let you know a little ahead of my arrival. Thank you Cynthia and good afternoon too you, I like forward to meeting in person."

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« Reply #9 on: <07-10-16/2105:42> »
[Cynthia Rawson - Sunday June 10th, 2075; Cynthia's appartment] #5

- Sure, see you.
She seems ready to close the connection when she adds, as an afterthought:
- Oh and thank you for calling.
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« Reply #10 on: <07-10-16/2233:25> »
@Eva  Your cab drops you off at the Gates Undersound Hotel.  A hotel doorman opens the door of the cab and escorts you to the main entrance.  Entering the cavernous lobby, you notice that the motif is definitely a seascape from under the water.  The registration counter is off to your left and a bank of elevators is to your right.  A broad, sweeping stairway leads to the second floor, where a balcony provides a magnificent view of the sound outside.  As you approach the registration counter a young woman approaches you.  "Miss Coulter?  My name is Monique Chevalier.  I am the personal maid to Lady Tanya Marisart.  I am to lead you to her suite.  Follow me please."

The woman leads you past the bank of elevators to a smaller set of two elevators that are guarded by a hotel security man.  Monique nods to the man and takes you onto the elevator car, pushing the buttons that lead you to the undersea levels, going to sub-level 3.  Emerging from the elevator, she leads you to suite A and opens the door for you.  The room you enter is monstrous in size, easily eclipsing your own suite.  The living room has several comfortable chairs and settees arranged in conversational groups around the room.  A window stretches from floor to ceiling and side to side at the far end of the room, proving you with a view of the sound from under the water.  A large kitchen sits off to the right and a formal dining room that could easily seat sixteen is to the left.  Several doors open off of the living room.  Tanya Marisart rises from one of the settees where she had been looking into the ocen.  She is dressed in what are almost certainly silk pajamas and an open oriental robe.  She stretches out a hand to you as she approaches.  Good afternoon, Miss Coulter.  May I call you Marisa?  And please call me Tanya."



@Cynthia  The call complete, you finish getting your caf and consider getting dressed.  You are having a sort of perverse pleasure in thinking that you will be able to send the bill for redecorating this place to your parents.
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« Reply #11 on: <07-10-16/2339:31> »
"It is lovely to see you again Tanya, and please do, formality seems so outing place in ones own home. How are you?" I shake the offered hand, the image of casual professionalism.

My observations so far lead me to wonder what exactly she intends, in a space of this size their are a whole range of options that are otherwise outbid the question. This might also open up a unique opportunity to investigate the lay lines in this part of town, not to mention making a good impression on a royal lady.

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« Reply #12 on: <07-11-16/0003:31> »
@Eva  Monique takes your wrap and hangs it in a closet that could easily double as a normal person's spare bedroom.  Tanya looks to her and says, "Thank you, Monique.  Will you please bring the tea to the living room.  I think we will be more comfortable there."  Monique nods and disappears into the dining room while Tanya motions for you to follow her.  As you step down the single step to the living room, your initial vista is of the water right outside the huge window.  You can see fish swimming and several lights have been situated on the seafloor, carefully placed so as to illuminate the area near the hotel without blinding the guests.  Your second view is the furniture that Tanya has in the room.  While tasteful, it just does not resonate perfectly with the room or the spectacular view.

Tanya motions for you to take a seat in one of the large chairs and takes a seat herself in another, arranging the two of you so that a nice but unsatisfactory table is between you.  Monique arrives silently and places an elegant silver tea tray on the table.  A large pot of tea and another of coffee share the ends, with little bowls of sugar, cream, milk, and lemon wedges in between.  Tanya looks at you.  "Tea, Marisa?  Or perhaps you prefer coffee?  And do you take milk, sugar, or lemon?"  While she is waiting for you to reply she pours a cup of tea from one of the post and adds a lemon wedge.  Monique returns with a small plate of scones and another of small slices of cake, putting them on the table with two small plates.  After placing napkins, spoons, and forks near the two of you, the maid disappears.

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« Reply #13 on: <07-11-16/0048:16> »
[Cynthia Rawson - Sunday June 10th, 2075; Cynthia's appartment] #6

Once showered and decently clothed (with a simple jean and a t-shirt from some obscur rock group), Cynthia gets a real breakfast, pondering what she will do to pass the time while waiting for Marissa. She considers rifling through her comlink. But only briefly, for doing so would only be boring, and she's not much of a peeping tom anyway. She can't really start to play some game, not seriously at least, since she doesn't know when Marissa will come. Maybe she should have ask more details... Doesn't matter, she will have plenty of time later.

Instead, she compiles a Courrier sprite that she hides under Static Veil. Then she roams the Matrix, first looking at the news of the day in Seattle and the world at large, then hunting for some interesting new sounds. And within minutes probably, looking at pictures of butterflies.
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« Reply #14 on: <07-11-16/0123:50> »
@Cynthia   The news is still mostly of the violence of the preceding day.  The KE spokesman had announced at a news conference that morning that there was still little evidence linking the crimes together.  This announcement scrolled across the bottom of the 'link while pundits debated what the KE were hiding.  Pictures of a young woman and a man were posted on the feeds about once every ten minutes, along with a message asking for help locating these two people as "persons of interest" and warning that the man should be considered armed and dangerous, but the young woman is more likely a kidnap victim and is apparently paralyzed form the waist down.

The butterflies you find are very pretty.
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