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(Setting) UKoBIaNMC Embassy (Sunday, 3:40 P.M.)
| >Slightly away from the Embassy entrance, a pair of men stands, waiting for someone.
>One is a tall, blond young man, with extremely long hair. This time he wears a proper uniform, sergeant's insignias on his shoulders.
>The second man is way shorter — and appears to be considerably older. Short, grey hair, and a stern face, he wears a simple grey suit. They appear to discuss something in a low voice.
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| >A tall, young man strolls up to the embassy seeming somewhat lost.
"I think this is the place..."
>CN looks up from his phone as he strolls up
| (Sorry We didn't realize)
>A trio step out of an unremarkable black car. A tall white haired woman in a business suit, A young lilim that looks to be around the age of 10, And a hairy-armed man with a black skull for a face wearing a pink polo shirt
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>A team of four soldiers with a cyberdog notices you, and approaches. Geared in full body armor with helmets covering their faces, you can't really take them apart. Only one of the soldiers is different, wearing a black helmet instead of a regular camouflaged one.
>"GOOD EVENING SIR, I AM AFRAID EMBASSY IS CLOSED TODAY. DO YOU HAVE AN APPOINTMENT?"
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>As you step out, you are approached by a pair of soldiers. Similar to the rest of the troops outside, they are fully armed.
>"EXCUSE ME, MISS. UNFORTUNATELY, ONLY THOSE WHO HAVE AN APPOINTMENT MAY ENTER THE EMBASSY TODAY. CAN I HAVE YOUR IDENTITY?"
>One of the soldiers speaks up. Their helmet's speakers make their voice sound flat, making it impossible to guess their gender.
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>The trio in plainclothes take out their respective badges.
"4pm Strategic meeting"
>The woman says blankly as the young boy behind her hands her a piece of paper
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"ONE MINUTE MISS, WE'LL HAVE TO VERIFY."
>Soldier in the black helmet steps aside for a second, speaking over radio.
>>161716
>Meanwhile the two other soldiers exchange looks.
>"CAN WE HAVE YOUR NAME, SIR? WE'LL HAVE TO VERIFY YOUR IDENTITY."
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"Oh uh it's..."
>CN pauses, trying to remember the name he put in the contract.
"Ryan Cuadrado."
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>Trooper's faceplate tells nothing of their expression, but you can somehow feel their confusion as they apparently can't believe someone could forget their own name.
>"EXCUSE ME, MISTER.. CUADRADO? THIS MIGHT TAKE A MOMENT."
>One of the soldiers steps aside.
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>Soon the soldier that stepped aside turned towards their companion and nodded.
>"ALL CLEAR, MISTER CUADRADO. WE ARE SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE. PLEASE PROCEED TOWARDS THE MAIN GATE, COLONEL WILL MEET YOU THERE."
>Both troopers moved to the side, letting you through.
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>As you approach the main gate, you notice the pair of men standing nearby. The blond man also spots you, and nods to his grey-haired companion. Man in the grey suit turns around, says something to the blond man, and starts walking towards you. His companion shrugs and waves to one of the patrols.
"Good evening, mister Cuadrado. Glad to see you're well."
>JoKey nodded to you, offering a handshake.
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>He extends his gloved hand to meet the shake
"Thanks, you as well. I hope I'm not the last one to arrive."
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>JoKey noticed the glove and raised his brow ever so slightly. He grasped your hand, which made you feel like it was put into industrial press.
"We are still waiting on miss Ryshlayevskaya to arrive, as well as a couple other people to return from their breaks. This is neither the first nor the last meeting today."
>JoKey explained as he released your hand.
| >>161846
"Oh I see then. Hope they're not too long then, I'm eager to get all the details ironed out."
| >>161745
>The woman's badge reads Lt. Felicia Ryshlayevskaya. The man in the pink polo one Sgt. Benjamin O'Malley. And the young lilim boy a Cpl. Aleksander Lubowski. All GCPD
"This is my sergeant and my operator"
>The man gives a nod as Ferris steps behind the young boy placing her hands atop his shoulders.
| >JoKey's phone started vibrating. He took it out, and stood aside for a second.
"Speaking. Yes. Does the description match? Well, let them all in, — he turned back to CN,
— looks like miss Ryshlayevskaya arrived."
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>Soldier with the black helmet finally turned back to you.
>"SORRY FOR THE WAIT, MISS, WE DIDN'T HAVE DESCRIPTIONS FOR YOUR ESCORT. PLEASE PROCEED TOWARDS THE MAIN GATE, COLONEL IS ALREADY WAITING THERE."
>He waved to his men and the group returned to patrolling.
| (CN)
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"No. To think of my men as a simple entourage would be an insult to them"
>Ferris remains cold and expressionless. While Ben doesn't seem to mind. Though it's hard to tell with a metal skull for a face.
| "Good to see you are well, miss Ryshlayevskaya. I received a report that you weren't alone, mind introducing me to your companions?"
>JoKey nodded to Ferris, while extending his hand for a handshake.
| >Ferris returns the handshake.
"This is Sgt. O'Malley (Ben) Serving as my first"
>She raises a hand in the direction of the Man with a black, metallic skull augment for a face.
"And this is Cpl. Lubowski. The unit operator"
>She then raises a hand in the direction of the smol lilim boy carrying a laptop
| "Good evening, gentlemen."
>JoKey nodded to both of them as they were introduced. He then turned to Ferris again.
"Am I correct to assume both of them have signed their copies of NDA?"
| >Ben himself tries to go for a handshake. No smile can come from his exposed metallic teeth
| "Of course"
>Ferris replies as Ben and Lubowski nod
(I'm going to go to sleep right now sorry)
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>JoKey returns the handshake, completely ignoring Ben's faceplate.
"Well then, let me guide you into the building then, — >Colonel said, inviting everyone to follow here,
— It's about time the meeting starts."
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>You come through the big main gates, leading through the walls outside to the courtyard between them and the embassy building. There is a control point set up here. You see a group of three soldiers, that came in before you, giving their weapons to the guards, before proceeding inside the building through the various detectors.
>As you get closer, JoKey takes out a pistol from the holster underneath his jacket, and then, with a click, knife from his left sleeve.
| "Territory inside the embassy has a strict policy regarding weapons. If you have anything on you, that can be taken off, I'd like you to do so, — >He explained, while handing over his stuff to one of the guards,
— as you can see, there are no exceptions to this rule."
| >Ferris nods and hands over a handgun and a collapsible shock stick. Ben a handgun and a knuckleduster. While Lubowski a particularly compact handgun
| >CN reaches into his laptop case and pulls out a stungun and handing it to the guard.
| >Guards take your weapons, and put it away.
"You will have your weapons back once you leave the building."
>JoKey said, and finally entered the building itself. Once inside, you find yourselves in a large hallway. Wooden floors, rare living plants and warm, moderate lighting create interesting contrast with neon jungles of the outside world. Straight ahead of you is a large staircase.
>JoKey goes straight for it, without slowing down.
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| >In the middle of neo-concrete jungles of West District is a huge, kilometer-wide square. It is almost completely empty, aside from a single bulding in the middle, encircled with giant, thick walls. Watchtowers here and there lit the square with spotlights.
>The square is a bit more crowded today. Occasional patrol of soldiers moving around with a cyberdog, a patrol hovercraft flying in and out, and random people going in and out of the embassy. Overall, everything seems calm.