(Continued from the Rail Station)

Wheeling the large trunk into the plush office Seamus peers around, noting the desk and assorted furniture.  Propping the case up in a corner, much like an old mop, he digs through the dufflebag and lays a pristinely wrapped brown square on the open desk.  It must contain that new baby powder he wanted...

Sitting down on the sofa Seamus will pop one of the many pills in his bag and begin that nice little float back through the virtual pathways while he waits for Gand, who undoubetdly knows he's here by now.  Curious thing though, on those nice little guard dogs he has set up, it won't show one mind, but two.

After Sean slipping in and stealing Tass Gand has become very wary of visitors who bypass the normal means of egress. He was downstairs talking to a few plump, suited buisnessmen here for a convention.

When the manager smokes a cigar with you and introduces you to any of the girls that catches your eye you are basically obligated to buy lapdances for the rest of the evening. So Gand being social is good for buisness.

Gand excuses himself quickly and run up the stairs. Alot of sensitive things are in his office, not to mention Alice is right across the hall...

Gand slips his hand under his coat to remove his pistol from the concealed holster in the small of his back. He keeps it behind him as he flings the door open.

'Who the Fuck!..' His voice goes from angry and threatening, to confused, to relieved in .2 seconds.

'Jesus christ Seamus. How about using a door next time? i coulda fuckin shot you.'

Gand tosses the pistol on the couch by the bookcases and closes his office door behind him.  

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Alice comes out of her office having heard all the commotion. She jerks open the door, thinking something was wrong.
"What the fuck?" she looks to Gand and then to his guest. She sighs and rolls her eyes. She flashes a probably forced smile to Gand.
"You boys need anything while I'm up?"  

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"Yeah ya wanker, you could shot me" Seamus grins,

"But surprises like this are so much more fun.  Oh, i left ya a present on your desk, hope thats still your thing.  I know he wouldn't approve but he'll get over it" he adds, nodding his head towards the large person sized case in the corner, lights blinking happily.

"I just got tired of getting lost in the beautiful areas around the train tracks so i took a short cut."  

Looking over at the stunning woman in the doorway..

"Alice!  You're looking as gorgeous as ever my dear.  If you wouldn't mind, I'd love a Macellan 35, neat if you've stil got it?"

The case in the corner make a few random beeps that draws Seamus's attention and he goes and mashes a few buttons that seems to just be a touchpad on the surface before the lights all return to a happily blinking green.

Gand snickers when Seamus gives Alice a drink order... pairing it with a compliment was a good idea.

Gand has some private stock in his office. In fact he has booze and drugs hidden away just about everywhere.

'I avoid that area of town too. Fuckin hobos and gangbangers arent my favorite people..'

Of course he says the same thing about hippies, gays, blacks, mexicans... Gand just really isnt a people person. But as he will say, he may be prejudiced, but his dick sure aint... so there are exceptions.

Gand will check out Seamus's gift. If its drugs, Gand is into it.

Seamus smiles as Gand unwraps his present.

"Some Etherite decided to repay a favor with some custom made stuff, that shits one of a kind man, and fucking super-powerd, don't waste it."

Smiling Seamus will go back to his hallucinogenic trip staring at nothing in particular very very intently.  

"So how have you been, and whats with the fucking cock on the skyline?  It wasn't here last time i visited..."

'If you got this from Rahshid im not touching it.' Gand says.

As tempting as it is to juist up and do a few lines gand will hold off for now. He will move a few books and bring out a bottle of gin as a consolation prize.

'The new cock in town is our friends the technocracy. They rolled into town a few months ago, built that thing out of nowhere and started picking us all off. We have lost uh...'

Gand thinks.

'Including the one the leeches took out, like six awakened in the last few months.'

"Fuck me..."

"Haven't you all been, you know, fightin' 'em off or something?  Hell a well placed computer virus could do wonders for you ya know."

Seamus will lean over and smack the side of the case in the corner, which has started beeping randomly.

"And I don't know what the fuck a Rah'shid is but that came from a buddy of mine we like to call Goggles."

"So how are the Suits picking you all off so fast anyways?"

'We already lost this war buddy.' Gand says grimly.

'We have had a few minor victories, but mostly we are just prolonging the inevitable.'

Gand pours some Gin into a glass and drops in a few olives. A real martini should never be anywhere near vodka...

'They are taking us for all the usual reasons. We cant unite against them, we are outnumbered, we are outgunned.'

Gand resumes a seat on the couch, since Seamus took over his desk.

'We get new faces in here all the time, but i rarely see them again.'

Seamus raises an eyebrow at that last part.  If the Technocracy are wiping out Awakened at that rate of speed maybe helping Remote come back wasn't the wisest of choices.  Regardless though he's here, and will help.

"Well, judging by the feel of this place it's still, shall we say, full of energy.  I'm surprised the Suits haven't knocked on your door as of yet, but I'll add some of my own protections to this place if you want.  Though chances are they know about it already."

Gand waves dismissively.

'Dont worry about this place Seamus. I can take care of it.'

He wouldnt betray how, but hes either recklessly overconfident or hiding something.

'So you brought remote back. That mean your sticking around for a bit?'

Gands eyes fall on the beeping, blinking crate. That must be why he became aware of two presences... he had almost forgotten that detail.

Seamus yells over at the crate..

"OH shut it will you?  He already figured out who you were, it's not like I was gonna keep it a secret so chill."

The beeping from the crate subsides and a few of the lights go from red back to green.

"He's a little temperamental, the box is essentially cold storage, the massive drives in there store his consciousness, and as such he can interact a wee bit with the rest of us."

A black envelope suddenly appears in mid air in front of the box projected from one of the "led" looking lights on it's surface, and it looks rather disgruntled, as much as an envelope could.  

Looking back over at the box...

"Hey, i got you here didn't I, and without any....complications.  I'm not going to leave you high and dry."

The envelope seems satisfied with this answer and vanishes from view.

And people call Gand crazy...

He watches the exchange beetween Seamus and the Remote-in-a-box. He swishes his marini around with a small look of amusement on his face.

When they seem to quiet down, Gand will repeat his question...

'So.. you staying in town of is this just a delivery gig?'  

"Yeah I figured I'd stick around for a bit.  I gotta make sure Mr.Angryface over here gets back into his body ok, and then I've got some work to do for my Firm.  Other than that, I'm just here to make a living like every other schmuck."

Seamus will rifle through his pockets and pull out his "phone" and mash it's shiny black surface and then inputting a few dates on the calendar display that popped up before putting it back in his pocket.  

"Say, you wouldn't happen to know a guy named Pelayo would you?  Remote said he needed to track him down once he got up and about?"

Gand gives a bit of a shrug.

'I only met the guy once, havent seen again for months. Hes one of the Etherites, so he probably hangs out with our resident sandman, Rahshid.'

Gands tone indicates he doesnt think too highly of either of the Etherites.

'Rahshid has a factory across town. Makes doors or some shit.'

Gand sips at his drink, narrowing his eyes on the blinking box just a bit.

'Did Remote say why he needed to track pelayo down?'

"Well, when he arrived he was totally freaked out about some computer system he let a virus into inadvertently.  He wound up rebuilding that system in a virtual environment and started tinkering.  I joined him about half way through but he asked me to design a virus so he could test whatever it was he was working on, it took a few tries but Remote finally got his solution to work, so he wanted to come back and fix what he left behind. "

At the last of that words another black envelope will appear hovering in mid air above the crate, this time....smiling?  

"See, I knew i'd remember what it was."  pointing a thumb at the "happy" envelope.

She had actually made his drink, without even a snide remark. Though, she took her sweet fucking time making it. She saunters back into the office and sets the drink down somewhere near Seamus. She smirks and heads over to the desk, sitting on the edge like The Nanny-lady.

Seamus smiles genuinely at Alice and with a raise of a glass downs some of the gorgeous copper liquid.

"Thankya kindly Ms. White" Seamus says smiling.

The odd twinge of his rural Kansas heritage seeps through sometimes, ya'll, thankya, howdy, though not all that conducive to his appearance do creep into his syntax every now and again.

After downing a bit more of his drink...

"Hey wanted to ask you something, noticed some tower cranes on the top of that big technocracy penis you guys seem to have acquired, are they still building it or something?  The rest of the shit around it looked pretty completed."

'That was our grand attempt at telling them this city is ours. It was quite a show, but likes we only set them back about a week and pissed them off hugely.'

Gand smirks and downs the rest of his martini, popping the olives beetween his teeth.

Seamus chuckles "Yeah, I imagine making a dent in their "oh so pretty" tower would piss a few of 'em off. You should have seen what my old circles did to a Tek hideout.  Oh god it was fucking awesome, their own guns held them hostage!"

Seamus's rolling laughter subsides as he regains composure..

"I learned a few tricks but I'm not quite that experienced yet. *finishing his drink*  Well I suppose I should go about getting Mr. Grumpy over here situated *motioning to the trunk*.  Would you mind if I dropped by occasionally?  I'm not the deadbeat I was last time I was here you know, and you've got some nice shit."  Seamus smirks holding up an empty glass.

He will go about collecting his things and stuffing an inordinate amount of stuff into a somewhat small bag that never seems to bulge.

"Oh, and I know you like to consider yourself well protected, but I'm going to make it where people can't just pop in like I did, from what I can see, and have felt here, You don't want uninvited guests of the angry kind in here."