[inca1980]

@Cynthia:
[OOC: Madame's defense: Reaction 3 + Wound -2 = (1d6.hits(5)=1).  That's a critical glitch.  Your dart hits her right in the eye giving her an extra 1P.  -2 to vision based actions.  6S comming in at her.  Madame's damage resist: Body 7 + natural 1 = (8d6.hits(5)=1).  Takes 5S and that knocks her out.  You can keep the rest of your taser shots.]

The Madame whips around an now her very long her is completely loose and flailing as she faces you and let's out another roar that only a troll can produce....but it's cut short as a dart from the taser embeds itself right into her eyeball and she instantly slumps face first into the ground and goes limp only 2 meters away from you.  You suddenly see movement at the stair case and you spin and crouch ready to fire but realize that it's just B.B. with his SMG drawn.  He looks just as surprised as you when he sees the Madame on the ground, the silk from her kimono shining under the single light-bulb. 

[FastJack]

Mercedes looks at Woofer, then nods, opening the door and heading back downstairs. <<<<<We're on our way!>>>>>

[Kontact]

[OOC: inca, you forgot the -2 from disorientation for that dodge.  She should have had no dice with which to glitch.  I suppose catching it in a vulnerable place shouldn't matter too much...]

"Yo,  cool down.  Just me.  I'd still stay off the vocal channels by the way.  I haven't checked for hidden nodes yet."

[Walks Through Walls]

"Hope you have something to restrain that fraggin troll with. She is fast, and determined, but I guess in her line of work she would have to keep the patrons in line so it makes sense." She restrains the two Yaks while still watching the troll out of the corner of her eye. Then winces as the adrenaline wears off and she feels her shoulder wound. She holsters the taser and then dabs at her shoulder. "He shot me." she says kicking the Yak who shot her. She picks up their Uzi's, one in each hand then almost drops the one as her left shoulder protests. "Ouch. that hurts."

[Kontact]

"S'ok.  I brought the medkit.  Your scratches will be healed in short order, then we can wrap up the big lady and I'll use the kit to wake her."
Brian took  the medkit out of his duffel and started to work on Cynthia's shoulder.
[OOC: Logic 7 +6 kit +3 NANs +1 PuSHeD = 17d6.hits(5) → [4,3,5,1,1,1,6,4,1,4,6,5,3,5,6,3,4] = (6)  Enough for 4 boxes.]
"By the way, that taser of yours just seems to keep getting you into trouble.  Have you thought about upgrading?  For instance, I could probably hack a Defiance EX to fire semi-auto.  How hard could it be?"
[@Team Shush: No worries.  Ground floor and basement are secure.  Come on down if you like.]
"Anyway, this shithole seems secure enough.  Wanna go looking for our tattooed girl, or would you rather we get Murse to question the madam here?"

[Sludig]

Woofer nods, and heads out as well, <<Maybe the matron knows about the boys as well.>>

[inca1980]

@Everyone:

Cynthia strips off the top of her chameleon suit and tears off the blood stained wife-beater underneath leaving her only in a bra with her wound visible to clear inspection.  Brian sticks the gecko grip side of the medkit to her shoulderblade and the tiny myomeric trendrils of the highly advanced medkit begin to inject anesthetic and global pain killer as B.B. scans the kit's AR readouts and removes the deformed bullet from her shoulder muscle with a micro-laproscope.  After he gives the entrance hole 5 clean stitches the medkit tops it all off with a final injection of tissue reconstructor nanites and in a few minutes she feels as good as new and she zips the top of her chameleon suit back on.

Meanwhile Mercedes and Woofer work together to tie off the Madame's wrists while her massive body remains face-down into the floor.   The best they can do is roll her over on to her side, exposing her white face makeup smeared and mixed with blood from her eye since the dart has already fallen out. 

[OOC: If you want to actually move her it would be a Strength+Body+ Teamwork 3 (5) test.  You're gonna have to first-aid her if you want to wake her up before an hour from now.]

[Walks Through Walls]

"B.B. why don't you check for any of those AR tags around the brothel. Someone might want to look at what is behind the beads as I never got that far."

[Sludig]

*Woofer moves to behind the beads and looks beyond*

10d6.hits(5) → [2,4,6,5,1,3,3,3,1,1] = (2)

[inca1980]

@Woofer:

Behind the beads you see a small bare room lit by another single light-bulb in the ceiling with only a table up against the wall.   On top of the table you see two Sony Emperor commlinks along with a little box which is open.  Inside the little box you see a little mirror with a few lines of a white powder and a little plastic tube lying next to them.   

[Kontact]

With Cynthia taken care of, Brian decided to continue locking this place down. 
"You should probably search these guys.  Electronics, comms, weapons.  Sepearte the comms from the rest.  I'll look at them in a second.  I just hate being in a basement.  Basements are where people get trapped."
He took three flash-bang grenades out of his duffel and secured them together with a few wraps of electrical tape.  He took out another three and did the same.  Taking the home made charges up the stairs, he placed one in the main hall so as to cover the top of the basement stairs and bottom of the main stars, and the other he put in the upstairs hallway in a fake plant.  The panic charges set, he returned to the basement to check out the commlinks.

"Let's see if we missed anything on these guys.."  Brian changed his UWB radar's pulse to millimeter wave mode to analyze the Yakuza thugs, the madam and the general vicinity.

[OOC: Another couple shitty disguise rolls coming up.
10d6.hits(5) → [5,6,2,3,1,4,4,4,3,6] = (3)
10d6.hits(5) → [1,3,6,5,1,1,1,3,4,4] = (2) never ceases to amaze how bad he is at disguise.
Rolling UWB r4 = 4d6.hits(5) → [5,2,1,6] = (2)]

[inca1980]

@B.B.:

After placing the flashbangs in strategic locations, you go back downstairs once you see that the brothel is completely silent with not even the AR dragons and sound of running water filling the lounge.

You scan the Yaks with your radar and don't find anything on them except for two more Sony Emperors in their pants pockets. 

[Walks Through Walls]

"I'm beginning to think this is just another AR drop point. B.B. why don't you search around for another of those AR tags that we found. It's either that or there is a secret passage somewhere. What I don't get is why the two goons were hanging out in the basement."

[Kontact]

B.B. walked over to the comms sitting on the counter and took out Jeshua's spare link that he'd been carrying around.  He compared the two on the counter with the one in his hand to see if there were any shared markings.  Then he took the link cable from his own comm and plugged it  into one of the links on the table.  Pulling up an AR screen, he shot malformed code into the standard ports, hoping this link wasn't as up to date as the brothel's central node.

[OOC: Hacking for user access.  Exploit 5 +6 skill +3 nans +1 PuSHeD = 15d6.hits(5) → [3,1,1,5,4,2,4,5,4,1,5,3,5,1,4] = (4)]

"Not sure Walks.  Maybe they don't want to bother the customers, but I can't imagine anyone in this neighborhood being turned off by visible security."

[FastJack]

Mercedes keeps an eye on the madam to see if she starts coming around, and another eye on the stairs to make sure they're not interrupted while searching the basement.