Monday, October 19, 2009
Dr. M has an update for us on his findings so far. He thinks Oscorp is grafting cloned cells onto some biological androids.
We're going to Atlantic City. We need to poke around at a data center. Oscorp data goes there but doesn't come back out.
Shadowstar sets up false ID for us, as representatives of a company called Neptune Imaging Ltd.
Dr. A will be the tech expert, Martin will be the image needs specialist, and the two doctors represent the medical data associated with the medical imaging that this company does. In reality, Amythyst will download the data while Dr. A gets a scan of the physical equipment. Dr. B and Medkit will provide cover via distractions.
What'm I doing?
I think I'm staying outside the building, at least during the tour, as reserve.
The data center we had been using was a LexCorp data center. It suffered one of those "unfortunate incidents" with an employee who "went rogue", and thus we suffered a risk to our medical data. We have an URGENT need to move to a more secure facility.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
We arrive without incident. The rental car arranged for us is a Toyota Land Cruiser. We'll have to stop at a Starbucks or something so Dr. B can get changed to his meeting clothes. Our tour appointment is at 3:00.
The address for Paragon Networks is a one story building, fairly spread out, in the business district. The building itself is very high tech. The front doors have cameras over them, with a good view of the approach.
The building to the north is Leopard Microsystems. The building to the south is LucetWorks, a subsidiary of LexCorp. East is an empty lot with construction equipment present waiting to start construction.
And the nearest coffee shop is "The Jumpstart Java Joint".
Our examination of the site is going passably well. I think we might be made by the sales guy. He said something about a "barium containment gel" in the south wall to block LexCorp signals, which I think is nonsense. Either it's sales-speak, or it's a test to find out if these are ringers.
So we leave the coffee shop to start exploring the options to clog up the drains.
The construction site has very little security other than a padlock and some closed circuit cameras. Fine, let's go look around the parking deck.
Our results there are better, despite the cameras throughout. Maybe there's a security station here in this building that I can twist to use?
Except I see the Jack of Clubs walking down the street in front of Paragon.
Ssshhhhhht
I send Don to the car. He gets checked up on by two more disguised Clubs, at least these are Deck Agents not Face Agents.
Don is supposed to get in the car and warm it up, wait 20 minutes, then drive himself to the hotel if no one joins him.
It's so nice to have one Wyldfire Agent who does what I tell him when we're in urgent danger....