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[OOC] VU93 SL Project Shadowtalk
CanRay:
Card's Profile, after Paragraph 7, about being a courier
>>>>>[Being a courier is often an entry level for the shadows, it's often a test fixers and Johnson's will send people on to see if how they work as a team, and if they can spot a tail. 'Course, that's a lot easier now with all the damned cameras everywhere, but I still prefer sending three tails after them (And told to work at varying levels of skill. So far, no one has spotted the third one.). Often the courier jobs are nothing, no crime, no big deal, not much pay. It's to see if they'll do anything, even the drek jobs, to see how they mesh. A great way to get rid of someone and get another person into the needed slot before the big score.
I also know a number of Real Shadowrunners, and don't mistake them for anything else, whose primary jobs are as couriers. They do other jobs as well, often as drivers or pilots, but their bread and butter is encoded messages and packages. It's not the best pay, but there's always someone that needs something delivered and can't trust the Federal-United Postal. Some are quite hard core and not people you mess with, either. But they're couriers, and proud of it.]<<<<<
-- Money Johnson (01:49:15/01-29-74)
Mirikon:
Card's Profile, Paragraph 7, after Money Johnson's comment
>>>>>[In the end, unless you're a wetwork specialist like Smiley, the vast majority of jobs will involve taking a package (whether it is paydata, physical goods, paracritters, or even metahumans) from A to B. The main difference between a courier job and an extraction is the level of violence that may be likely in picking up the package, and the fact that the package might not be entirely willing to get delivered. Swapping data in a corp's servers? Courier run, with a chance of getting brain-fried on Black IC.
I'll admit to playing courier from time to time, though the format is a bit different than the door to door kind of run. Say, for instance, a politico wishes to exchange some information with a certain businesswoman, but, for whatever reason, he can't use the usual means, and can't meet in person. Perhaps he is under surveillance. Perhaps he doesn't want to give anyone a chance to dig up dirt on him. Perhaps his wife wouldn't understand. Perhaps his wife would understand all too well. Whatever the reason, he needs someone who can discretely pass a message along, and bring a reply, without appearing out of place. That's where someone like me comes in. Because I make a big show of being seen with a lot of the movers and shakers in the area, I can meet someone for a 'friendly drink' at Dante's, where I get the package, and then later I 'just happen' to run into the businesswoman at Club Penumbra that evening, where I pass the package along, and get the reply, if there is one. In the morning, I walk into the politico's favorite restaurant to get some breakfast, and as we have a friendly chat about sports, I slip him the reply. Courier job, pure and simple, and none of those meets looks all that out of place, unless you've been tracking my movements the entire time.
Actually, courier jobs like that have gotten even more common in the past few years, after the craze with technomancers and AIs hit. According to what a 'friend' said, there are these places that everything ever on the Matrix falls into, even after its been erased and the file overwritten twenty times, and technomancers can get at it. Scary drek for people with skeletons in their closets, no? So some of these courier runs use hard copy messages (actual pen and paper kind!) or spoken codes. Real spy games kind of stuff.
And couriers are the only people who know the shortcuts for getting around the sprawl better than cabbies.]<<<<<
--Iceblade (09:02:34/01-29-74)
Kylen:
After Iceblade's Comment, Card's Profile
>>>>>[Cabbies wish they could get around Seattle as well as I can, custom bike or no.
Granted, the only reason I can keep my current lifestyle up is because a good chunk of my runs are...priority deliveries for my Triad. Means big money for me. Well, at least a couple hundred more, depending on what it is.
I'm...not surprised at the least that you were able to follow my history all the way back to the crash, but to find my real name too? I really did think that all was lost in it.]<<<<<
-- Card (12:21:31/01-29-74)
Mirikon:
Card's Profile, Paragraph 7, after Card's comment:
>>>>>[That actually wasn't that hard. The missing person ads your parents plastered up are still around in the Matrix. The fact that you were a SINner and a child when the Crash happened means that law enforcement gets good PR for saying they're still looking for missing persons from the Crash. Cold case, of course. A lady I 'know' searched those records for human male children with your skin, hair, and eye colors. Which still kicked out a few hundred results. So she ran an age advancement program on them, to bring them up to your approximate age. The tech isn't new, it was around before the first Crash, to ID war criminals, and for parents to see what their kids would look like, and other things like that. There were six possibles after that, and two had been found within a week of the crash, and three more turned up dead.]<<<<<
--Iceblade (15:00:00/01-29-74)
Kylen:
>>>>>[Damn, you'd think my family knew I was alive by now if it's THAT easy.]<<<<<
-- Card (15:05:32/01-29-74)
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