BlackJack wakes up to the sound of motorcycle engines fading away. His head is bounding as if the troll he had been doing shots with last night had sat on it. Not really remembering what all happened to him the evening before he lays still making a mental check of his body and discovers all his gear is intact including his medicine. He quickly pops the liquor flask out of his pocket and takes a heavy drink. Several minutes later he starts to feel better. Opening his eyes again he finds himself in the back of a stripped out van. Across from him is a semi-attractive blond dressed like she is out for a night on the town, a concert, or a rave. Her outfit says street, but he knows instantly that she is faking it. The clothes have the fabricated street grim all over them. The woman appears unconscious and is bound to the side of the van. Hearing movement from outside he slips out of the back.
Victor starts searching through their new “home” and discovers an old, unused, and in need of repair warehouse. Inside the warehouse is a single office structure in one corner. It has two rooms and a bathroom. Gang graffiti is all over the walls, but it has power and water so at least they have that. He starts making his way back to the van and Richard to discuss what they will do next.
Richard has been getting reacquainted with his baby as only a rigger can. Within seconds he realizes that the van has seen some action in his absents. Poorly patched bullet holes are his first clue. The fact that the starter has been completely bypassed is his second. Overall though it seems to be in remarkable shape. Deciding he should be the soul owner once more he went to work rebuilding the starter and customizing it so only he could get her to start. Finishing that up in record time he her a faint sound coming from the back of the van and moved to investigate.
BlackJack looks around to get his bearings and notices quickly that some of the graffiti marks the warehouse as under his gangs protection and breathes a little easier until he find himself looking down at a dwarf as human walks up behind him. Neither seem to be pointing a gun at him or anything so he doesn’t react by drawing his one. He kind of remembers hearing something about the ganging helping out a couple of corp types break free of their bondage. He quickly gets straight to work welcoming them and asking about the girl tied up in back. Seeing the two of them still in corp wear and discovering they are carrying corp weapons he rises up into a panic and makes arrangements with Daisy to get them some new clothes. Discovering that they have been in the warehouse for a few hours he immediately demands the hit the road until Daisy can meet up with them and they can burn or trash their existing clothes.
They drive around a bit and discover security forces at the warehouse they had previously been in. The warehouse also appears to be on fire. They keep moving and eventually meet up with Daisy who gives them some nondescript cloths and even scans them for bugs. “You can never be to careful chummers, it can keep you alive.” Having new clothes and feeling a little better after doing some work on their weapons and gear so it no longer can be traced they head back into the van. Blackjack checks in with the boss to find out what to do with the former-wageslaves and finds some disturbing news that the gang is in a furious fight with Ares Corp. The group heads that direction.