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(Setting) Brigadier Convention Center
| >A girl comes in early, carrying several boxes, before finally unboxing an grill and griddle and several pastries on display. There's also a cat with a chef hat and a large bird pearching itself on a sign.
| >Ether comes from around the corner and walks up to the stand, speaking in her distinct semi-artificial voice
"Hello, and who might you be."
| >>166218
>The girl turns her head
"Oh i'm Jenetta, i'm here to sell food if it isn't obvious enough. This is the right place right?
| >>166222
"It is, a question I have for you though is, do you have any concerns now that you are here?"
| >Jenetta laughs, preparing spme batter
"Well, hopefully there isn't *another* shootout, but that's just GC for ya isn't it? Want a crepe?
| "Well, it may not seem like it but there os actually some pretty heavy security, its just not within sight, and sure."
>Ether smiles
"How much are they?"
| >Jenetta smiles back, spreading the batter on the griddle
"100z, it's all on the menu! I do burgers pancakes waffles hotdogs crepes... Well you get the idea."
>after a little more cooking, she fills it with strawberries and cream
"But for you, it's free"
| "I'd rather pay full price for it."
>150z seems to just appear in ether's hand
| >Jenetta nervously takes the money from the hand
"Oh uh.. Thank you!
>She hands Ether her crepe and
| >goes back to finishing her preperations
| (only one person who reserved showed up early, rip, ill give them another day)
| >Ether takes a small bite to taste it and says
"Its only fair that you get payed for its quality."
>before walking off
| > Arriving late to the center, Lt. Amari arrives with a small group of OSSN soldiers. None armed, all carrying various equipment to set up in their reserved area. Two soldiers assist each other carrying a TV. As the rest carrying boxes are cords and the chip devices.
| >Ether approaches the new stand, still slowly enjoying the crepe
| > None take notice of them, working rather quickly. First is a couple of tables, the TV is set, the boxes of chips are aligned and stacked neatly, and all at once everyone relaxes, some laying down completely to fall asleep. Lt. Amari is a bit shook.
"G-Guys?"
| "Hello."
>Ether says, before taking another bite
| > Amari turns to the sound, startled.
"H-Huh? Oh. H-Hello, there.. Are you the one hosting this event?"
| "Yes, you gave quite the stir amongst the security when you and your group showed up."
>She laughs a bit
| > Amari relaxing, laughing lightly with her.
"Oh, we're terribly sorry about that.. We haven't of had an easy time getting here. We'll try not to make any more disruptions."
> She glances back to her group.
"Are you... In need of any sort of verification?"
| "No, no. You are a much more... noticable person, so the security recognised you instantly."
>Ether smiles at her and finishes off the crepe
| "Understandable."
> She turns and smiles back.
" I'm already under the assumption you are Ether. I am Lt. Amari Misuzaki, and it is a pleasure to meet you."
| >Ether holds out her hand in greeting
"Its nice to meet you too."
| > She shakes Ether's ther's hand promptly. Upon letting go, most soldiers have recovered properly and stood at ease, conversation amongst each other. Amari sighs.
"So, anything we need to know, or have? Other than the thread info and showing up?"
| >Jenetta walks over to the soldiers, having finished her setup
"Excuse me, would any of you like some food?"
| >>169459
> Some of them look to her, and whilst others aren't a hungry, a good five or six accept.
"Food? I'm starving.."
"Yeah, I'll take something."
"How much?"
| > Aren't all hungry*
| >Someone seemingly appears out of nowhere just outside the center, a girl with a white coat and a hood, she looks around and sits on a nearby bench.
| >and a hooded man joins her, sitting on the other end of the bench.
"Nice to meet you in person, A-20."
| >You can hear a voice, it almost seems as if it is entering your mind directly
"Indeed, it is a pleasure for me too, AM"
>The voice states, its tone neutral
"Did you bring what I asked for"
| "It's nearby. Walk with me."
>AM stands up, offering a hand to A-20
| >The girl gets up, but refuses his hand
"I do not need help, nor guidance"
>She turns towards you, her eyes narrowed
"My time is precious, state what you want and what you desire"
| >>169455
"You shouldn't need anything else, this place will be open to the public in an hour, some more stands should set up before then."
| >>169478
>Jenetta's falcon seemingly swoops in from no where, placing a try in her arms woth various grilled goodies. With a glint in her eye she sticks a hand out
"100z each please."
| "I was only being polite."
>AM retracts his hand, walking as he does.
"So what does it do?"
>AM asks.
| >>169563
>The girl walks along, and the voice sighs
"I believe you know what a railgun is, correct"
>The voice says
"That gun is merely a platform, alone it works as a normal weapon, but systems were smugled into it and with just a little work, and another piece of equipement it can become a weapon capable of rail-gun like firing on a much greater scale and rapidity"
>She turns towards you, a scowl on her face
"But that's not all it can do"
| >>169558
> The soldiers all fish out money, some paying a bit more than 100.. Others paying more for seconds.
"Delicious!"
"Don't eat all of it..."
"Ahh, this hits the spot."
| >The voice continues speaking
"There is a certain system embedded onto the reloading rails, something me and my associates call a RuneForge Engine, you probably didn't see it if you only checked the loader and internals"
>She sighs
"That device has a special effect when combined with magnetism, it accelerates all objects fed into it until they become melted projectiles capable of piercing through almost anything, even walls and armored formations"
| >The girl looks at you in the eyes
"And its not like its hard to produce, as long as you have the original blueprints, the secondary feeding device and the engine itself, you can mass produce it by the dozen, or the hundreds if you so desire. That weapon is like Pandora's box, if someone got their hands on a working prototype and the mind behind it, well we couldn't even stop them, nobody could, just strap that badboy to drones with heat sensors, and you could level a city"
| (Its open now :D)
| >The girl in the white coat turns to AM
"I hope that answers your question, and makes you realize why I need to destroy it in the shortest of delays"
| "I see. I've seen similar tech being made out in 'The Zone' in Chernobyl, but I can guess you don't have time for stories."
>He stops at a booth, and reaches under the table cloth, grabbing a large, plastic gun case.
"You can have it, as long as you can source a genuine G11 in return, and I see the destruction of this weapon."
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>The girl looks at AM, and lets out a sigh of relief
"I'm glad we could reach an agreement"
>She snaps her fingers, and you can hear the sound of a cloaking device deactivating, a tall woman in a white mantle with similary pink hair but golden eyes stands there with another gun case in her hands, she opens it and reveals a G-11 model, though it looks a tiny bit smaller
"I hope you can forgive my caution, and let us proceed to the trade"
| >>170448
"It's understandable."
>AM taps his shoulder twice, as if making a signal to a sniper group.
"They won't do anything unless you do something funny."
>He opens the case, showing the G-11 that A-20 was looking for, and closes the case back up, holding it out for the girl.
| >The taller woman extends the case while A-20 smiles, and exchanges it for the other case AM hold out
"Alright, now to destroy that thing"
>The voice rings out, seemingly happy all went well
>The older looking girl takes out some kind of case, and puts the G-11 inside, before flipping a switch, a light comes out along with a decent heat wave
"It has been done, sister" >The older girl says, speaking normally
"Thank you mister AM, the first phase has been acomplished"
| >A-20 turns around, raising her hand
"I'm sure ICHIKA will be happy, let's move, A-10, before They get here, that device releases massive EM waves"
>The other girl nods and opens up the case, revealing only ash and molten metal of an odd red color, before dissapearing again
"Now to find that terminal, thanks once again for being so reasonable"
| >As you look up and say thank you, you realise that you are saying it to thin air, AM must have disappeared with the normal suitcase...
| >AM shows up nearby in the crowd, next to Jenetta.
"Could I get some food?"
| >A-20 looks at the empty air and her 'voice' laughs dryly
"I hope that's all it takes, and that they won't look for him, I can't involve outsiders, nor trust them, even if ICHIKA likes them"
>She turns around and puts her hands in her pockets
"Now to find Element one..."
>She leaves the premises
| "I'll have a philly steak sandwich."
>AM tries to pet the cat.
"Who's the cute one over here?"
| >Jenetta smiles, turning to cook the meat
"Oh that's Scratches, but he doesn't scratch anyone but me"
>Scratches purrs, rubbing his head against AM's hand.
"So what brings you around?"
| "Just had a meeting nearby, I was hoping for a business lunch, but they where in a rush. So here I am."
>AM strokes Scratches.
"I think we briefly met at Nicole's?"
| >Jenetta thinks for a bit,
"Oh right! Mano isn't it? how's Hope doing?"
>A Falcon lands next to Jenetta, trying to get at the sandwich
"O-ow hey! I'll feed you later!"
| "Yeah, He's super energetic. Every morning is now a cross city hike, and he's getting used to requests, but not commands."
>AM takes a look at the Falcon.
"Just how many pets do you have?"
| >Jenetta finally fends off the falcon, and throws it a piece of meat to keep it sated as she works on finishing the sandwich
"Oh that's great to hear! and uh...lot! i lost track! Flappy here's my only falcon, thankfully.
>She wraps up the cheese steak and hands it to AM
"Have a nice lunchbreak Mano!"
| "Thanks! How much is it for the sandwich?"
>AM already unwrapped the packaging, munching on the sandwich.
| "Only 100z for such good food?"
>AM compliments as he places down a credstick.
| >Jenetta rubs her head sheepishly
"Well i'm not looking to turn a profit, i just wanted an excuse to cook lots!"
| "Sounds fair. I guess I'll see you around then!"
>AM walks away, sandwich in one hand, gun case in the other.
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| (currently open to those who reserved a location in the building to set up their stands a day early)