Quoth the Raven: Fragging Jackrabbit!

Its not every day that something you depend on fails. Except with me. Today my car broke down and for good. The ten year old Jackrabbit was already on its last leg and today, the engine finally blew. There I was at a stop light when the lights started flashing, smoke started billowing out of the hood and oil spilled out onto the street. It was so embarassing. Normally, I would just have the jackass fix it, but he can go frag himself. As far as I know, he set this up to happen. Fragging asshole. So now I dont have a car and taking public transportation or a cab to meets and runs. Yeah, nothing says “professional shadowrunner” like a bus pass ….

So one of the first things I need to get when some of this nuyen comes in is a new car. Dont need anything fancy, but just one that works. Maybe a truck or a motorcycle … Yeah, a motorbike would be sweet. One of those hot rod speed bikes that used to come into the shop alot. Could get one of those Harleys that fragface wants. Ride it by him and rub it into his, and his slitch’s face.

I am getting off track here. I do need to get a new vehicle, one reasonable and common enough to not raise suspicion while on runs. For now, I need to just leave this piece of drek here and get a cab to the store. Gah, just need a redo on today.

~~Quoth the Raven~~

Quoth The Raven: Introduction

Everything has a Price.” A fact that I am learning more and more each day. It seems to have been a downward spiral ever since I lost my job a couple of months ago. I was a receptionist in an office complex. The job was easy, but I was a drone. I was couped up behind a desk and had to hide my conversations that I had with my flock. More on them to come later.  Sven, my husband … well ex-husband now, left me soon after that. He said the cliche “Its not you, its me.” Well that was true, it was him. It was him that went outside the marriage with some ork slitch that he did some body work for. He too did not understand my flock … nobody does. Hell, most of the time I dont.

So now I am in debt up to my eyeballs and I dont expect Sven to help with anything, eventhough most of the debt is his. Getting a regular job is tough to come by, so what do I do? I sign up to do some shadow work. All the time I spent at the gun range with the Colt Inception, strangely a wedding gift from a family friend, has paid off and I have gotten pretty fraggin good at using it. The flock helps me out as well. Not sure how they do, I just think it and they do it. Nobody else can see them, but me. But hey, they keep me company atleast.

I get a line on a fixer from a friend of a friend person. They had me “audition” for them in order to prove my skills. I guess they were impressed as they told me they will be in touch. It was just shooting stuff, the flock didnt help me out much with that. But anyways, to pass the time, until I can get some work I took up doing a little blogging. Mostly about various products and drek. I will be sure to share some of the work, but some may be too sensitive to share.

Now that I am a shadowrunner, I needed an identity. Got me a fake SIN, since I didnt want to use my real one, and got a fake press pass. This should be able to get me in places or such as needed. Will also help lend credit to being a blogger. Now I just needed a code name … Raven … yes, that will work. See, my flock does help me when I need it. I will be called Raven

~~Quoth the Raven~~