>From: v055nmvy@ubvmsb.cc.buffalo.edu (David A Gaidasz)
Subject: CyberStory
Date: 16 Nov 90 15:55:36 GMT

	The knight looked up, and the glittering sign of neon. Though it
flickered in places, he could still read "Chatsubo". He smiled as he pushed open
the battered door.

	The door swung open. Through it stepped a figure, who seemed familar,
but wasn't immediately recognizible. He was wearing a long trenchcoat, which
billowed in the wind entering the bar, exposing armor that had definitely seen
better days. An Ares IV assault pistol was slung low on his right hip, in stark
contrast to the sword hanging on his left. A battered fedora was low over his
eyes, making it difficult to see his face. He walked up to the bar.
	"Gimme a shinin' Avalon." He flicked a virtual gold coin to the
bartender. "AKeep the change." Grabbing his drink, he sauntered over to th table
where all the exciting people were gathered.
	"Good evening, ladies and razorguys, particularly you Lady Li. Sorry
I'm late for the opening, but I was on a run, that turned particularly ugly."
	One of the regulars asked, "Who are you?"
	"Oh sorry. I'm White Knight, with a costume change more fitting to this
realm than my gleaming armour of old." he explained, removing his hat, and
placing it on the table. Looks of recognition appeared on all their faces. He
sat down, checking to see that his back was to the wall, and that he had a clear
path to the door. He began teling his story again.
	"So here we were, Me, Synergy (our decker), Fireball (our other street
samauri), Backlash (our razorgal with an attitude), and of course, Xanadu (our
rigger).
	"We get hired to rescue this girl from a corp arcology, right? So
Synergy breaks in through the net, doing serious damage to the security. Me,
Fireball, and Backlash go in the front way and geek the guards, while Xanadu
waits outside in case we have to make a fast break." He stopped, sipping his
drink, noting the looks on everyone's faces.
	"We're inside, with syn running interference, opening doors and such.
We grab the girl, and we're making our way out, snagging what's snaggable,
trashing what's not, when Synergy runs into some Black ICE, chummers. While
he's doing the tactical twostep with it, trying to get an opening, Fireball
accidentally opens a cabinet that he wasn't supposed to, and all hell breaks
loose. Alarms go off, security gets alerted, doors start slammin' shut." he
takes another sip of his drink.
	"Synergy finally manages to toast the ICE, and is starting to cover
our butts, when he sees a datafile that looks like it's a bankbook. He goes
over to check it out. Out of nowhere, two Black ICEs pounce. He gets toasted.
We're talking major flatline here, chummers. He never had a chance."
	"Meanwhile, me, Fireball, and Backlash are up to our ears in fuzz.
Fireball cuts loose with a grenade, which buys us some time. We're just about
out the door, with our prize, when suddenly a van of HEAVILY armed guards pulls
up outside. They notice Xanadu, and pop the car with a rocket launcher before
she can even get out of the driveway. So here we are, no escape, security
everywhere, with two of our guys already toast, the hard barbecued type."
	"We continue fighting our way to the door, figuring we'd have a better
chance on the outside. After blowing enough ammo for a small world war, we get
out. Just as we duck to the outside, one of the guards we thought we geeked in
the beginning takes a few shots at us, scragging Fireball. I pump the rest of
the mag into the corpcop, and he will definitely  need to be sqeegeed up in the
morning. "
	"Me and Backlash are on the outside, with our prize and enough loot to
make us seriously happy, and all the corp types deader than Mars. We climb into
the security van, so we can get hell outta there, when we find out it's a bloody
Rigger drive. So we get out, and use the old fashioned way to move. We walked."
he paused, taking a big swallow of his drink.
	"Do you know how hard it is to walk out an Arcology security perimeter?
We found out. Just as it looks like we're free and clear, a damned security
'bot shows up, wielding enough firepower to take over a country. It cuts loose
with a couple of .50 cals, and turns Backlash into low quality soyaburger.
I happen to get a lucky shot in with my Ares, and it goes down. After that, me
and the prize get out, with only minor trouble."
	"Turns out she was some exec's daughter. Got paid well, sure. Tell that
to Syn, Fireball, Xanadu and Backlash." He downs the rest of his drink.
	"Anyone know where I can find a place to crash? No. 'kay then, I'll be
seeing ya chummers later." He grabs his hat, and goes to the door.
	"Give the dragon my regards. Tell him I'll be back, after I sleep this
off." and he steps out into the cold, dark, virtual night.

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     White Knight(aka David Gaidasz)
	V055nmvy@ubvmsa.cc.buffalo.edu
Disclaimer:
^I stand alone, in thought and action, fight and reaction.^

Kill the infidel warmongers(esp. those who mess with my chocolate chip cookies.)