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(Setting) Cain's Gallery
| > Aleid rushes out from the backway with a large bag over her shoulder.
"Hey, Cain! Want Neon to owe you a favor? 'Cause this is your chance!"
| "Jesus! Aleid! Don't scare me like that! What's wrong?"
>Cain stand up from her desk, ready to go at a moments notice.
| "Got a friendly dying in West port. Come with? We need someone with some medical skill and I'm all thumbs with bullets. I can make one hell of a tourniquet though."
| "Give me 2 minutes. Mich! Watch the store!"
>As Cain tells Michael to watch the store, She opens the back door, and comes back one minute later, with a red backpack. Inside are all the needed medical materials, and a Glock 26, for self-defence.
| "Right. My levicar isn't far from here. S'book it!"
>Aleid says before drawing what looks ALOT like a handheld videogame and works it for a moment. She then runs outside and jumps into her red levicar.
| >Cain follows suit, and sits in the front passenger seat.
"Who is the lucky guy?"
>She asks, as she take the Glock out, and tucks it in her waistband, behind her back.
| "No idea. Just a friend of Neon's, which is more than enough for me."
> Aleid replied with a soft shrug before starting the levi and heading out toward Westport.
"We'll be using the Fisherman's zone since nobody's stupid enough to attack anybody out there. I don't suppose you have contacts out there?"
| "Nope, We are going blind."
>Cain shrugs, as she pockets some ammo for her gun.
| >half an hour later.
"Ahhh what did I get myself in to."
>Cain hops out the car, and goes to the tailors for a new shirt.
| >Cain is now sitting at the store front, waiting for a client, when her phone rings from an unknown number.
"Hello, who is it?"
| "Hello Cain, long time no see."
>She can hear AM's voice.
| "Oh my god. Where the hell have you been? Where are you?"
>Cain couldn't believe her ears.
| "kept you waiting, huh. I am at the therapist, CN brought me here. I heard you set up shop in Uptown?"
| "What the fuck?! Why did you not call me! You ASSHOLE! I was worried about you!"
>Cain shouts at phone, ignoring AM's questions.
| "Look, I'm sorry. I had to hide. There are people after me now, and whoever I was after the scrapyard was not me, and they have caused me problems. I'm sorry I had to put you in that situation."
>AM tries to console Cain, holding she would calm down.
| "What do you mean? Uni told me something was up with you, but not at this scale! Just come visit me. Its on DeGuase Avenue."
>Cain hangs hangs up the phone in frustration.
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| >A gallery sits in the middle of a Tailor and a VR parlour, all of it based in an avenue in Uptown. Inside, Is a white spaced area, lined with artwork and old weapons from the past. Near the entrance of the Gallery Sits Cain, the owner of the Gallery, at her desk, tapping away at there holo-table.