(AGToO) Dawn

[Kaze]

Kaze looks over at Shodan. "You look busy. Want me to drive?" he asks.

[Campanella]

"No. No umbrellas. Some people walk in the rain; other people simply get wet."

Campanella takes the other mage's numbers and adjusts his phone as requested. He leaves his car keys conspicuously on the dashboard before he exits the vehicle, taking the whisky with him. He hunkers down in his coat, ensures he is carrying the boxed drink securely, and prepares to leave.

"The wards and supernal strangeness? That would be the hard drive I received from Eurydice before she left. Source of my dreams. And a reason why we find ourselves here. Not sure how it all hangs together yet but I am hopeful my colleague will give us the insight we need."

"I expect the lift is down to welcome myself and my associate here," he added before he ventured in the downpour. "Good to know you are keeping watch. I'm sorry to have to leave you both behind but I'm not sure my artist colleague would appreciate four of us imposing on his hospitality. I stand a better chance with two."

" Alastor ?"

Campanella moved off into the murk.

He will wait for Alastor so the pair can walk together into the gallery. The Moros will be looking for his colleague: he is not here to steal or scout tonight.

Campy did not bring umbrella's damn it! Hope people are okay with splitting the party - I will try and get the information and get out.

For reference - the whisky is a bribe to assist their information gathering

[Vincent]

And so the Hierarch and the First Talon disappear into the night. Leaving the two Obrimoi in the back of the car.
The connection suddenly and unexpectedly grows flimsy, if Shodan wants to keep tabs on the building they'll have to stay within a 300 yards radius from it. Fortunately, the Garage is nearby, its web page does even mention free wireless, otherwise they can keep driving around.

Campanella and Alastor go here. Shodan and Kaze can continue here

[Kaze]

"Nope. Not at all." Kaze says, "I mean, you know, I can drive on the freeway and all, but my combat training doesn't extend to fancy driving at all." he says with a smile.

"The Councillor did say something about staking out the back door, right?" he asks. "We could park back there, keep the motor running for a 'quick getaway?"

[Vincent]

A lone black AMG G-65 is parked in the middle of the last sub-floor of a parking mall, it's tinted glasses are down, the front door is wide open and an ominous cloud of smoke is being pushed outside, shined upon by cold LED lights.
"Good thing they're late", a lanky man says aloud as he frantically tries to undo the hole the "ashing" bore through the fabric, "even though she'll sense right through the resonance. I'll never hear the end of it, fuck". The screen of his laptop flashes alive and the man bolts to work on it, "Who's pinging?"

[Kaze]

"Uh, sure. Keys are on the dash." Kaze says, slipping out of the driver's side door and walking around the front to enter on the passenger's side, ignoring the downpour and the wet.

"Well, the three main things are, being able to know what's going on in there, being out of sight or at least unnoticed out here, and being close enough to do something about it if that first part indicates we need to act." Kaze says simply. "So, do you have a way to keep eyes on them?" he asks.

[Vincent]

"Good evening, it seems we weren't the only ones brave enough to challenge the deluge. In your case, even more so than us", noise.
--
"You could borrow mine, if you so wish", static sounds.
--

The speakers are buzzing, the man's hands fly over the keyboard as yet another screen comes alive, the car, outfitted like a NASA control room is the stage, and he's the disk jockey. Sine wave after sine wave, functions and methods are called, scipy loyally processes the signal from the noise, scrubbing away the roars of thunder and amplifying the signal, with a lil bit of "true" magic, even the chaotic influence of the rain will be isolated from the otherwise inchoate track.
"Hmm", he says taking another drag, his highs higher and higher, "what's up, still inside the gallery?", he wonders aloud.
Better check on them. Sure, somebody else has penetrated the system, it's a bad idea, curiosity killed the cat after all. But he has a backdoor, and cats have 9 lives anyway. So he hacks into the system again, hoping it hasn't been re-patched already. He just hopes the second intruder isn't one of those white hat information wants to be free scrubs.
"What the fuck", he exclaims after not just his first, but the following three attempts are rebuffed with extreme prejudice. The fifth did the charm though.

  1 success

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2019-02-25 05:32:29		Newmark rolls 14 to Hacking (10 Again)		3, 10, 3, 2, 5, 2, 1, 4, 1, 1, 7, 3, 5, 1, 3		1 success