Shadowrun: Tourist Trapped by Bryan CP Steele

Author:Bryan CP Steele [Steele, Bryan CP]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Catalyst Game Labs

Five

The Casa Loma Museum—Front Valet Lot

South Hill District, Toronto

15th November 2080, 2120 hrs

“Whoa…” was all Gilabyte could say as he and Rose emerged from the dark streets and into the torchlit parking lot of Casa Loma.

It was a damned castle. Towers. Parapets. Gothic glass windows and pepperpot rooftops. Stacked and mortared uneven stones made up the walls, and a sprawling low wall surrounded the place, intermittently interrupted by moderately overgrown hedges. By the look of the protruding, rusty metal spouts in the pond in the front garden, it even had a gorgeous fountain array when this place had power. Even in the limited gloom of the crescent moon above, his elven acuity took in the scope of the place.

Gilabyte said, “This is like, straight off a pic of the noble estates in my dad’s travel journals from Tír na nÓg.” He nervously adjusted the hem of his knock off faux-Beaux jacket. His suit was a stylish shade of lavender with teal pinstripes, with just enough sheen on the piping to reflect the tiniest amount of moonlight. “His stories were from straight-up feystone castles full of the highest, sharpest ears you’ve ever seen—but the pictures of them were enough to charge up the elfiest of my elfy bits.”

“Can we not talk about your…elfy bits?” Rose laughed, and the shimmers sewn into her dress rolled sparkles down its length like the scales of silvery salmon. The underlying tones were similarly rainbow-hued as well. Her varying tones of green skin and hair reflected slightly in some of the facets, almost making it hard to see where Rose began and dress ended. The effect was breathtaking.

“But yeah,” said Rose, “the Loma is pretty much the highest of the high in Toronto. Started off as a public museum of art, but now it’s the social pedestal to find yourself placed upon when you want to hobnob and look at private collections of old stuff.”

“They must have some pretty prime mages on the payroll.” Gilabyte pointed at the sporadic lights in the windows. “They can’t all be candles and torches, right? That would be a lot of open flame to have inside a museum. Like, way too much.” He sighed at the thought of the beautiful place aflame, then shook it out of his head. “You ever been inside?”

“Once.” She clicked her tongue against her teeth. “When I was like, six. SINder and I came with school, but that was when it was open to the public. They let anyone in back then.” She pulled the plastic ticket out of her clutch and waved it front of Gilabyte’s nose. “Now you have to have an invite.”

“Chummer, I don’t know what you’ve been up to all your life….” He plucked his own ticket out of his inside jacket pocket and mimicked clinking it with hers like toasting glasses. “…because I’ve only been here for a few days and I’ve got an invite.”

“Very funny.” Rose planted a playful elbow in his ribs. “Let’s do this. You want to

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