Date: Saturday, 22 February 2020
Time: 5:10 PM
Weather: Normal for season (cold); no wind; light snow
Location: Chicago/West Woodlawn/Warehouse
- Light: Dusk; Dim -2 (outside)
- Visibility: Clear
Sam’s rat probe approached the noted warehouse. He could see Tres Reyes gang members lounging around outside, near the entrances, keeping a lookout. They were playing it inconspicuous though, not right at the doors. There were two ground level entrances, one a pedestrian door and the other a loading dock. There were small windows high up, though those had been blacked over with paint.
Once inside, Sam’s remotes found an upper office level over the larger warehouse space. Part of the space was walled off for banks of computer servers, locked and installed with HVAC equipment to keep it all cool. The rest of the floor space looked like some tech startup dream space, with a dozen or so twenty-somethings in cargo shorts and untucked shirts working at computers, drinking espressos and juice concoctions, or playing foosball. Everyone had some kind of mask within reach.
Up above seemed to be the main office where a young man in a loud tropical shirt over a white t-shirt and cargo shorts and Birkenstocks sat working on a laptop. A Guy Fawkes mask sat on the desk nearby, as well as an oversized green Mad Hatter hat. The blue and white Alice smock hung on a valet stand in the corner. The young man had dark hair that fell over one blue eye.
There didn't seem to be any gang members inside the warehouse, but there was definitely armed security, men dressed in black combat pants and black t-shirts with the Mask symbol on the breast. They wore body armor and carried assault rifles. More ominous were the armed robotic security. They looked a bit like the robots they had encountered when escaping from Nexus, though they were marked with the Mask symbol as well.
Katherine “Kat” Wilhelm/Hexx
David Stevedores/Sir Real
GM Bennies: 6/6