[Triskavanski]

"Thats a mostExcellent idea!" he remarks, following along with the others, helping Ted if he needed. it.

[Csjarrat]

Alright then, see you in an hour an a half at the Dog and Duck, Clapham Common. Its a bit less swanky so dress down yeah?

[ProfGast]

"Sounds like a plan then."

<<@Mick: Lovelace; You came in that Honda Spirit right?  Think you could give me a lift to Shadowtown?  And on the way make a slow pass of the Massenet Hotel?  Might as well get initial recon out of the way.>>

[Imveros]

Now that Arty is gone... Ted leans forward and loosens his tie as his face starts to turn an almost aqua blue in a perfect V shape. He looks over towards Mick  Best plan I've heard all night. Maybe get something worth drinking before this fancy party. We'll see you in 30 Ted puts a hand on Bill's side. Why don't we make like acronyms and GTFO bud. We stay here much longer we are likely to turn into royal ugly dudes ourselves and that would be most bogus

Ted pops a wheely  as his face reaches full hue and makes his way towards the exit stopping for a moment to blow Loveless a kiss, but not waiting to see her reaction. Oh yeah she totaly digs me. Chicks cant resist a guy in a band.

[Triskavanski]

Bill ooks back and over to Ted, leaning down to help him up and onto the centaur's back. "So, Lets get down there then?"

[biotech66]

To all those who go physical scout ahead-  Sky searchlights and roto-drones fill the air around the twelve-story, grey-stoned Massenet Hotel. Gleaming black Rolls-Royces and security transports block off traffic on this section of Chancellery Road. As you get closer, an ARO pops in your vision indicating that your RFID tag grants you access through the security cordon of assault forces in black and into the hotel lobby.

[biotech66]

To the two who are heading in-

In the hotel lobby, an elderly gentleman in a red suit looks you over from behind his gleaming silvered eyes and gestures towards the large, wood-paneled doors of the elevator. “This way please, ladies and gentlemen.” Your shoes clack on the white marble  floor as you step into the elevator. There is no control panel inside, only mirrored walls. As the doors close, a strong green light shines through the mirrors from the other side. Starting at the top, the band of green light slowly moves down to the  floor, thoroughly scanning you.  Satisfied, the elevator moves and deposits you above.  A man and woman in a tuxedo and black dress greet you on the second  floor hall where double oakand-gold-leaf doors open by themselves. Two huge crystal chandeliers glimmer over a throng of men and women in impeccable formal attire drinking, smoking and most notably, smiling.  Even after a few stares from the two who just entered, the guests go back to smoking, drinking, and smiling.

[Csjarrat]

Mick whispered to lovelace;
Pre-ball reception evening, shit. Ok well, as we're here might as well have a drinky-poo eh?
Mick led through the crowd to the servery, picking up a glass of champagne each, looking to see if he could identify their mark in the crowd.

percpetion with enhancement + mag: 11d6t5 6

[ProfGast]

Lovely.

Trusting Mick to keep an eye out for physical threats, Lovelace sips her champagne while mentally opening up an AR window to scan the immediate area for icons, Hidden and not.

Matrix Perception12d6.hits(5)=3

[biotech66]

This place lights up with matrix activity.  Every person here is loudly broadcasting their SIN and commlink/PAN ARO.  It's all larger than life, but tasteful. A few are still campaigning in the virtual world, an obvious faux pas in this setting.  You do notice the host here.  It looks like the building from the outside and appears to be as fortified as the building as to enter.

[Triskavanski]

Bill sits moodily with the rest away from the fancy party, watching it with his arms crossed. He wanted to go and ask all the ugly dudes about how many balls they hold and which balls they like best. But alas, some people think he is uncultured or just not fancy enough. Then there was also his Sin. It was enough to pass most checks, but some place like this was bound to double, and triple check him specifically because he was a centaur.

"Man this is bogus. I wanted to go to the party too." he muses to himself.

[Imveros]

Don't worry bro its just a bunch of royal ugly dudes anyway. Besides I'm willing to bet the party wont even have any pigs in a blanket or chips and dip. They're probably all in the there right now with their monocles eating snails or something heinous Ted's stomach growls at the thought of any food Wana see if we can find a Ye Olde McHughs around here. I could really go for a beast and a soyshake right about now. Wait i think i read somewhere they call them royals with cheese here?

[ProfGast]

Lovelace sighs as the Matrix Search doesn't yield much to go on with.

Guess I'm going to have to buckle down and do some good old fashioned research

She slides the AR window out of her field of view and turns towards Mick.

"So, see anyone you know?"

[Triskavanski]

"Yeah, But its like, royal ugly dudes having a totally rad party! Right? There's gonna be all kinds of killer food there, and we don't get any of it." he pauses for a moment. thinking. "Wait think they could get us somethin totally awesome in a doggy bag?"

[biotech66]

The room is full of people who you recognize as obvious representatives as they are ringed by supporters, lobbyists, and security who all try to vie for their time.  Some times these rings merge as some representatives talk to one another.  All and all, it's a standard hob nob with snobs affair.  All told it looks like there are about 30 different representatives here.

Dancing between the groups are men and women carrying trays of food between the different groups and single stragglers.

While you look semi-out of place, you don't attract too much attention as you've passed security, don't have any obvious weapons, and are invited.