A Hazy Shade of Winter

[Brian]

This place is barren for terms of food save ... a package of ramen that you're not sure you even want to attempt.  Dracos is apparently still sleeping in the NES room, and you haven't heard from Ginrai yet.

Well, that's not so bad.  A lack of canned goods is fine.

But the refrigerator....

You don't know why, but you have to look.  You know you have to look.

And so, you do....

...and you find an opened box of Arm and Hammer baking soda, and a black bottle sealed with a cork.  No label.  Just a black bottle.

[Rezantis]

"Hm."

Rez takes the bottle out of the fridge and eyes it suspiciously.

Then, carefully pointing the bottle away from him, he attempts to pull the cork out.

[Brian]

It smells ... LIKE root beer, but ... it's....

Dracos wanders by, sees you with the bottle, sniffs it, and announces, "Genuine sasparilla!"

[Rezantis]

Rez offers the bottle to Dracos, "Ick."

Then (setting the bottle on the bench, corked, if Drac doesn't want it), he goes off to bother Ayame with another email or two.

[Dracos]

OOC: G'damn it brian, just because I collapse in a sleeping fervor for one night ya ruin my ability to sneak up on Rez and go "They Do Not Live"
IC:

Dracos grumbles, "Hey Rez, hurry it up, let's go get something to eat in oh, ten-fifteen or so."

Dracos also goes and checks his email, looking for the promised information from cymage.

He also saves to hard drive any of the maps found last night of SF and the surounding area.

On a whim, he googles companies in the SF area looking for security guards and the like.  And just any large companies in the area.

Dracos

[Brian]

OOC:  Do not underestimate the sleep inducing power of classic gaming once you're about three years older.  Trust me.

Googling security firms pulls up no matches. Apparently security is covered by the police for most people, and in-house solutions for everyone who's left....

For large companies in S.F., you find a few websites that haven't been updated since before the earthquake.  Given that the city site itself doesn't mention them, it makes those suspect....  BioWire seems to still be around, and it's not the only company, but it nearly is.  The only really active industry left in S.F. is actively dissassembling the ruins of the place, judging by the San Francisco Chronicle's website, which does (thankfully) host a mirror of their paper, free of charge.

[Dracos]

Dracos glances through the newspaper for anything of interest and surfs around the biowire site looking for job openings and other interesting things like maps or tours or the like.

Dracos

[Brian]

They have two tours (according to the Chronicle).  One is of Alcatraz, which is now cutting down to three days a week, from five.  The other is 'Sights of S.F.: A View Through History', which starts at the remains of the Exploritorium, and leads through the city to such sites as Messenger Hill, the Crookedest Street in the World, and a couple of really impressive sounding old buildings near the waterfront, the Golden Gate Bridge, and Nob Hill.  For the more grim-minded history buff, one of the latter tours also includes a look at some of the earthquake-damaged buildings in the area.

Bio Wire's website advertises that they're looking for "Talented Interns", though the advertisement says to call them for more information.  Their website doesn't have a picture of the building itself, but you have the address, and as the company is still privately-owned, they don't appear to offer tours.

[Dracos]

Dracos ponders, getting the bottle of root beer and giving a slight taste, testing what brand it was and whether it was still good.

Dracos checks the ownership of the site and hunts for employee names.

He then proceeds to roll his fingers against each other in a gendoish fashion.

Dracos

[Brian]

It's not a brand, it's home-made.  Woah.

When looking for names, you only find a few listed.  The director of marketing, and the CEO, actually.

They seem to have a very small and difficult-to-approach sales crew....

The CEO is named Henry Bonafetti, and the director of marketing is named Jeffery Whitt.  One contact number is listed (and e-mail address) and the number appears to be for the front desk.  The e-mail address is marketing@biowire-corp.net.

At least they have a decent looking website....

[Dracos]

Dracos tosses the email address in aim and checks if it has an account on there and if the CEO (like most people) neglected to turn off the 'people who know your email can hunt you down' option.  He also googles both names, looking for addresses and the like, family, whatnot.

And in final curiousity, he 'whois' the site and gets the contact info for whoever is their tech goon.

Dracos

[Brian]

No luck on AIM or ICQ.

Here we go ... the name of the administrator is William Flint.  Looks like they've got a full class B of IPs, too.

There's a phone number, his e-mail is william.flint@biowire-corp.net, and his address matches BioWire's corporate address (which is the one Ayame gave you).

[Dracos]

Dracos tosses those names around google hunting about for info on them.

Dracos

[Brian]

Outside of a few coincidental similarities, and the company website, you find nothing through google.

[Dracos]

"Hmm... That's a bit odd in this day and age...hmm, wonder if these people even exist."

Dracos curiously checks what Biowire claims to be selling.

Dracos