Mars Tier
• The crew climbed from the wrecked shuttle and prepared for an overland hike. They debated whether team Shuttle Crash should meet up with team Titan Townhouse and it was decided that the crashed team would join up with the ground team. As they prepped to leave, they noticed that the crash had attracted another group of pack hunters. Some murderous fire drove them off.
• Regrouped at the TITAN dome site, the party did some exploring - cutting into some of the buildings with John 117’s monofilament sword. They discovered some kind of gate alternative or energy source that transmitted or disintegrated any part of anything that touched it. They also determined that the buildings seemed to be constructed of some kind of structural nano-tech that was self-repairing.
• Someone got the idea to make an open broadcast reporting the “discovery” of a large stash of TITAN tech in hopes that some other smugglers would intercept it and walk into an ambush. It seemed to work when several hours later a pair of buggies carrying heavily armed thugs rolled over the ridge. Abrasive demands and suspicious behavior made the smugglers wary and they retreated, driving off before anyone thought to actually launch the ambush (-10 to any future networking rolls involving TQZ smugglers).
• Eventually the party gave up and called Firewall for an evac.
Interlude - Operations Ice Balls
• The party made short work of the security drone and basically walked into the beta fork worksite where the only other defenses seemed to be the workers confusion. They took out the morphs in various ways - threats, electroshock and murder - and redirected the thruster pods and navigation system even as the iceteroid began nudging the upper atmosphere and breaking up around them.
• As they stole the ice-wrangler’s shuttle and launched for Mars, the team members got a call from Stan the Man asking if they could make a pick up in the TQZ - right at the iceteroid ground zero they had just finished targeting. Hot-landing in the Zone the erasure squad evaced the errant band of sentinels seconds before the screaming, sublimating iceteroid crashed to Mars in a stupid stupid stupidly dramatic close call.
• As they made their way back towards Olympus City, using the dust and confusion of the impact as cover, they sat staring at each other across the passenger bay, wondering at the sense of deja vu-like familiarity they felt looking into their opposites’ eyes. Exfiltrating the Zone and stashing the shuttle in the outback they reluctantly took the sentinels back to their base of operations to lay low for a couple days while both the real and figurative dust settled.
• For the second time in as many months the party had created a social, economic and political upheaval that rocked the Red Planet.
Liberty City Tier
• The party - sharing only the single freeman morph - made it’s stealthy way across the locked-down Tombs and into the machine spaces within the city-cylinder walls. Climbing up through the ducts, piping, conduits, delivery rails and along the maintenance gangways and shafts, the party realized it was being paced. Turned out a grimy and very hungry kid was following them - a local urchin with monkey-like agility in his dark and native, metal jungle.
• After bribing him with “rabsberries” nutrition bars the boy lead the team to a surprising place - a ramshackle village of sorts - some kind of wall-rat, homeless camp - with a dozen or so down and very out inhabitants.
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