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Message no. 1
From: Steven Ratkovich <chaos@*****.COM>
Subject: Interview 2.0
Date: Fri, 18 Oct 1996 02:19:39 -0500
***** PRIVATE: Invasion_Force.1
>>>>>[Ok boys and girls... I had the oppurtunity to interview Celt this
afternoon. I followed your lead, Canis, and had the meet videotaped by
Inferno and Johnny. We had a sniper poised from across the street
just in case, and I don't believe she saw him.We also had Daytripper
hovering in the astral inside the bar. She seemed to have noticed him,
but _definately_ was able to keep her cool.

Here ya go...

+++++Begin Video feed Johnny.1

The video begins very fuzzy as Johnny 99, a coyote shaman, attempts
to get teh adjustment and zoom set right. Finally, with some fiddling
and advice from inferno nearby, he is able to zoom in through the front
window of a local bar and grill.

Bull is sitting at a booth, waiting patiently. Finally, he looks up toward
teh door, and the image goes fuzzy again, but this time, only in an area
that moves near Bull and engulfs him.

"Bull..." the coyote shaman mutters over the headset. "Something
strange is going on here. She's got some sort of spell up that acts like
a jamming field. It's blocking the recording. She needs to drop it."

Through teh static you can here Bull's voice mutter something,
although you can't make the words out. After several seconds, the
field drops.

"Ok, got it." johnny tells Bull.

Bull nods once to Celt. "Thanks. Ok, now we can begin."

The camera zooms in to get a closer view of the woman. She seems
to bit a bit on the short side, less than 5 and a half feet tall, but she
carries herself confidently and with an air of grace. Her features make
her appear fairly young, but her manner suggests otherwise. Her skin
is pale, with a light dusting of freckles, and she is wearing no makeup.
What seems to be Celtic swirl of some type is tattoed on her left cheek,
and a bracelet of thorns can be seen under the cuff of her blouse. her
eyes are a vibrant green that take in her surroundings constantly, and
her hair is a silvery white with slight auburn highlights, and a braided
piece taht is a deep auburn that hangs down one shoulder.

"Hey Bull, she is definnately a magician of some type, possibly a
shaman. Her aura suggests that she is fairly powerful, possibly more
so than I. "

Bull motions for the woman to sit down, and she does so gracefully.
She glances around the room briefly but intensley, ignoring most of the
few other patrons. Her eyes lock briefly off to one side, and her eyes
possibly widen just a smidge, but it is hard to tell. The area where she
is looking seems to be empty.

"Well, she definately noticed Mr. Furly, Bull." Johnny tells the Ork.

Bull waits for her to sit and offers her a drink, which she declines. After
that, he begins the interview.

"Ok, for starters, what are your specialties?" Bull asks.

She looks at him a moment, then says "You are looking for someone
who has fought the... Bugs, as I believe the common term is,
correct?"

"Yes," Bull replies. "But more specifically, what could you provide for
our team? You mentioned your post that you were a magician of some
type. What kind of spells do you specialized in?"

"Whoah, Bull... She's a bit pissed about that last... Don't think she
likes to be questioned... Her aura just flared up nastliy." Johnny calls
to Bull over the headphone.

There is a look of distaste on Celt's face, and she speaks with visible
anger. "The technical terms are Health agus Manipulation. I am strong
in my summoning, spirits, not watchers. They have no use in my view.
I can read a person to know if there is an untruth on them. My totem is
stong within me."

Bull nods and then looks at her seriously. "Are you currently hunted by
someone? You don't need to say who, just if. I don't need more people
after my team."

"Not any longer. And you." She brings her leg onto the chair, resting
her chin on her knee. "Are."

Bull nods again. "Ok, What is your greatest weakness or
disadvantage?"

Celt thinks a moment, then says "That Caber was unable to offer you
his services, as well."

"Who's Caber?" Johnny asks?

"We'll run a check on him later. I believe he is a runner that she was
teamed with until recently. I'll see if we can get more data on that."
Inferno's voice breaks in.

"Tell me, have you been in Chicago before?" Bull asks.

"Chicago. Passed through briefly." She replies, a look of anger
flashing over her face briefly, and then is gone.

"Jeezus, Bull. She's one very volatile female. If she was upset before,
she's absolutely Pissed Off now. She definately does not like Chicago
at all. I;d say she more than passed through." Johnny says.

"Do you have any references you could name us, like Well known fixers
or the like?"

"You doubt my abilities?" Her gaze hardens for a moment, then is
replaced by an uneasy smile.

Bull just shrugs and continues. "Ok, are you willing to accept an equal
share of any cash made on the run as your payment?"


Celt replies "I'd be insulted if you offered anything less than an equal
share."

"Ok, What kinds of runs did you do before?"

"Standard list. And some not so standard."

Bull pauses a moment for her to continue, and after a moment, she
does. "Name something. Your mage can tell you if I am being true or
false. Do not ask anything more than that."

Bull nods and says. "Not necessary. We know some of your past
exploits already. i just wante to see your reaction."

He smiles, then continues with the next question. "How well can you
work in a team? With loose military command structures?"

"Well enough, providing everyone else is able to do the same."

"Ok, what magical tradition do you follow?" he asks.

"Is that really important?"

Bull kinda shrugs, and she conntinues. "Shamanic is the best
description."

"Can you work with other traditions such as Adepts, Shamans,
Hermetics, whatever?"

She sits back in the booth and replies "Magical traditions have no
bearing on how I work with them. Followers of Raccoon or Cat,
however..." With a smile, she lets the unfinished statement
hang in the air between them.

Bull nods again, then turns to the waitress to order a drink for the two
of them.

+++++End Video feed Johnny.1

Well, we discussed everything in a little more detail, but that's the gist
of it. Celt will be joining our operations on this end for now.]<<<<<
-- Bull <06:01:39/10-18-57>

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