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(Quest)Vita-Life Clinic, Uptown
| >Two blocks east of the clinic, is a man in a formal attire, his suit jacket hiding his bulletproof vest.
"What now?"
>He asks himself.
| >>249543
>The youth sees you- he steps out of the alley way and into the dim street light- you can see that he appears to be wearing a pink mohawk, a thick black vest, and some rather bulky looking pants. There are glowing lines trailing from his fingertips to his elbow- obvious augmentations of some kind.
>He gets within two meters of you and, after looking around, speaks up a little shakily.
"Er, are you here for... you know?"
| >He doesn't look much older than 20, if he's even that old.
| >soon a smol purple clad and purple haired lilim walks onto the scene.
| >>249550
"Maybe. Maybe not. Depends on who I'm talking to."
>Now that you are closer, you can see he is holding a helmet, for which you could tell, would cover the man's head completely.
| >>249550
>A tall man wearing a large coat adorned with an iron cross appears, looking at the mohawk with suspicion
>He approaches the others
"Yo chummers"
| "More then expecte..."
>says the lilim
| >>249554 >>249556 >>249557
>The youth turns to face all three of the newcomers and makes an effort to straighten his back and deepen his voice.
"I-I'm Razz. Razz the... the Runner," >He says, his voice growing slightly more confident.
"I'm yer samurai, chummers. Dis gon'be a milk run, yeah?"
| "I... I got here early, found the stash with the goods, been keepin' it safe an' all," >He says, pointing in the general direction of an alleyway, not too far from the clinic.
| >>249561 >>249564
"No such thing as a Milk run. Idiots."
>The man says to both, with mild annoyance.
| >>249565
"You'd be surprised chummer, this town's jobs are nothing compared to the drekk I did back in seattle"
>The man says
"But you got a point, lets be extra carefull"
| "Katyusha."
>spoken in a monotone voice with a russian accent.
| "Er, yeah, nice to meet you," >The youth says, rubbing the bare part of his head where there's a dragon tattoo imprinted- probably one of the few things about him that *doesn't* look recent.
"Say, do any of you have a car or somethin'? You know, uh, for getting outta town when we smash this thing?"
| >>249573
"I got a truck, but wether or not I simply drive it home without any of you depends on how you do in this job"
>Ludendorf says with a smirk
| >>249572
(All he said is "Is that your name? In that case, mine is John.")
>>249573
"I was told to be here. I assume Iron Cross, the third coming of Jesus, is the wheelman."
| "That'll be me," >Another voice says, entering the area. It's a tall man with short cropped hair and a short coat and jeans with pads. Despite the faint light, you can see a port on the side of his skull, just behind his thick glasses. He has a couple cigs in his mouth.
"Y'all playing show and tell? Lemme join... name's Rimfire." >He puts out both cigs.
"I'm yer rigger."
| >>249576
(Thanks.)
"Yes. Good to meet you. I am from East Russian Province. You?"
>she says in Russian
| >>249577
"Oh there Omae, I was hopin' to see ya around, guess I'll leave it to ya then"
>Ludendorf says with a small smile
| "I just know a little Russian, not from Russia."
>The man responds back, also in Russian.
>>249577
"Great. Now that we are all here, should we get on before the security gap closes?"
| "Oh! Right- the disguises..." >The youth turns his back on the group and quickly heads to where he was hiding out earlier- he slings the assault rifle, a fresh looking Colt M22A2 Assault Rifle with grenade launcher attachment over his shoulder.
>The disguises appear to be an assortment of decidedly well chose lab and professional wear, in addition to some forged ID's of Vita-Life Doctors and nurses. The names aren't important (you can make them up)- but the keycard within one of the pockets sure is.
| "I got a Bulldog painted like a /burg/er truck about a block away- as soon as yer out, I'm sweeping every chummer up and we're outta here in a nanosecond. But ya got a nanosecond to get on... along with the goods."
| >The suited man takes off his jacket and Vest, putting on a lab coat, now pretty much ready.
"Easy enough. Even got a keycard."
| >Ludendorf grabs one of the lab coats and an ID
| >the russian lilim grabs her stuff
| >The youth puts on the last remaining disguise- a janitorial uniform.
>He spends the next few moments trying to stuff the assault rifle in his costume inconspicuously, to no avail.
| >she looks at the equipment for a second
"As expected."
>she says in Russia
>and continues
| "The object is physical correct? If metal it may be best for me to hold it. Being a lilim and all."
| >>249631
>The youth sighs, then turns to the rigger before he can leave.
"Hey chummer, I'll give you a fifty zenny if you hold onto this-"
| >>249635
>Rimfire rolls his cybereyes as he takes the rifle off of you!
"Razorboys..." >He mutters. He looks at his watch.
"Go time, chummers."
| >The Suited man keeps his polymer gun on him.
"All you need for a stealth job is a pistol, for pistol whipping."
| >It's now Midnight. From a discreet location, you can see the guards change out- about four leave the building at midnight sharp and disappear to a parking lot around a corner. One of them yawns as they head out.
| "It's cool, it's cool... always wanted to try these out anyway..." >His fingers flick open to reveal cyberspurs.
| "Well, it's show time, what's the entry plan?"
| >From here, this will played not unlike a Choose Your Own Adventure game. Explain what your character does and I will tell you what occurs, etc etc.
| >Of course, just like a real run, it'll be up to you all to think of a plan to get inside the building to begin with... and later, to get out.
>Good luck, chummers.
| >>249643
"Lets go then"
>Ludendorf says as he changed his clothes and put his face in a tired expression
"I hope this goes well, I need to go back to the missus"
>He says in a tired voice
| >The suited man, John, for simpler reference, make his way towards the clinic, to the front entrance.
| "I will act as rushed nurse going through front. Should not be suspicious."
>the purple lilim says
| >she hurriedly makes her way through
| >>249661 >>249662 >>249672
>You approach the entrance- A tired guard within watches the nurse and smirks slightly as you waltz in!
>However, he sees the two "doctors" walk in just after and approaches you, his NarcoJect rifle casually slung over one shoulder.
"Hold up- ID's, if you please," >He grumbles!
>Meanwhile, Razz walks in behind the two of you, staying out of sight. He even takes a mop and pretends to mop the floor, albeit rigidly.
| >John annoying points to his ID, attached to his breast pocket.
"Man, come on! Are you trying to get me fired?"
| >>249678
"Sure thing"
>Ludendorf checks his pockets, annoyed before checking another pocket and takes out an ID
"Here you go, long night tonight"
| >once the purple lilim makes it inside they quickly scan the area for indications of where to go.
| >>249680 >>249684
>The man looks pretty annoyed too at being stuck on such a late shift.
"Yeah, no shit... the boss's got sand in her snatch lately, or I wouldn't even *be* here..." >He hands them back.
"There ya go. Take it easy chummers."
>>249686
>You're now in the lobby area. There's a tired looking young woman at the desk who's barely in her twenties- she's tapping away on her phone. You note at least two cameras in the area, sweeping back and forth around the lobby.
>Just ahead are thick glass double doors leading to the checkup rooms. Looks like that's your next destination.
| >Razz tries to follow but gets caught by the same security guard.
"Hey kid, what are ya blind?" >He blurts out, the smell of cigarettes rough on his tongue,
"The bathrooms are nasty as hell- clean them up!" >He says, throwing the youth in the direction of the bathrooms.
| >>249694
"Oh, nurse! Excuse me nurse!" >A man in a white coat yells to you, running up.
"Are you the night duty? Good, good- you even got scrubs on already. Look, I have a patient giving birth and my usual RN is out of town- I need your help."
| >>249690
"Thanks mate, just hoping I aint the next one on her radar..."
>Ludendorf says before waving and moving to the checkup rooms
| >>249690
>John heads to the secritary.
"Hey, could you just check me in, because I don't want the boss breathing down my back for being late again."
(Don't mind >>7b8da3, that's just me posting from phone.)
| >>249698
>You're now in the checkup rooms. The occasional orderly walks or runs past- it looks like they're busy despite the late evening. Ahead, a frantic looking surgeon looks like he's trying to convince Kat to come with him.
>From where you are, you can see that every door has some kind of marking- in this case, numbers, along with engraved images of candies, sweets, and other confections.
>There is, however, one at the back that doesn't have any markings at all. It doesn't even have a keyslot.
| >>249697
>the lilim jitters a bit.
"I was in another call, I'll need a favor if you want me to take the heat for that."
>there accent is gone
| >>249699
>The secretary rolls her eyes and begins to look you up on the time system.
"What's your name?"
| Operation Rooom, rip.
| >>249708
"Dr. Johnathan House. I work in Genetics."
>John sighs keeping in with his late doctor act.
| >>249701
>Ludendorf looks around before walking towards the door without a slot, examining it from a distance while occasionaly glancing at some papers he was holding
"Hmmm, well time to work I guess..."
| >>249712
>You follow the good doctor to an OR room, and proceed to help with delivering a newborn baby...
>>249713
"Johnathan House... day of birth?"
>>249714
>In the hallway, you do notice at least one camera situated in a corner- it focuses on you, but its helpful green indication light remains green. From where you're standing, you realize that the door doesn't seem to have any conventional method of opening it from the outside- at least, not here. No retinal scanners, thumb scanners, or the like.
>The floor just in front of the door does appear to be slightly raised, however.
| >>249718
>Ludendorf takes a step back and goes instead to observe around the offices the general idea, trying to take in as much info as he can
| >>249718
>By the time she has typed Johnathan's name in, He is already past her, going in to checkups.
"I'll buy you a coffee later!"
| >>249724
>You turn and quickly examine the rest of this floor. A few things of note-
>A few blocks down you discover the security room- it's even labeled "security." It's locked.
>There are about twelve patient rooms, most of which are stuffed. Instead of standard checkup rooms these all seem to have a specialty- whether it be radiology or urgent care. Naturally, the majority of the urgent care rooms are full.
>You learn through eavesdropping on some exhausted looking staff that apparently there were some explosions in a nearby district- due to the shortage of personnel, some of these patients have been redirected all the way here in Uptown.
>Every now and then, you see some people in suits walk by- they don't look like physicians. They don't look like customers, either.
>You find an unlocked janitorial closet. There is a locked trap door at the top of it.
| >>249727
"But, I-" >The youth says as you disappear after the others!
"...Whatever," >She says to herself as she disappears out of sight.
| >Kat
"Congrats Missus Smith, it's a new baby boy!" >The surgeon says as you deliver the healthy bundle of joy to the worn looking mother. You've successfully delivered a child.
| >>249745
>The doctor turns to you as he takes off his gloves and mask.
"Well aren't *you* eager. Look, usually I want to know the names of my subordinates before I strip them, but I *do* insist on wearing a condom first."
| >>249731
"Janitorial closet eh... Lemme try somethin"
>Ludendorf heads for the bathroom where Razz was working
| >>249756
>You find the youth just finishing up- he looks like he's seen his life flash before his eyes.
>He lights up when you enter the bathroom.
"Can I get outta here? If I see another toilet bowl, I swear I'm going to-"
| >John occupies himself with patient files in the checkups room, waiting for... something, keeping his eye on the unmarked door.
| >>249753
"Interesting...well then. I suppose i should report for sexual harassment I'm sure vita-life doesn't want to look too bad considering the December riots. If you wish to keep your job looks like you'll be doing me a few favors. Or you can activate the lilim's defense measures and you can be put right in Jail. Which will it be?"
| >>249761
"Hey, look there's some trap door I need opened in the janitor's closet"
>He says in a quiet voice
"Can you try to open it up or ask for keys, just say you lost yours somewhere or something"
| >>249780
"You're a- Oh drek-" >He says, sighing.
"Fine, ya got me. What the hell do you want?"
>>249785
"I guess I could..." >He says, slightly disappointed.
| >>249764
>Your "name" pops up suddenly on the PA system...
"Doctor House to the front desk, Doctor House to the front desk." >It says.
| >John looks for a patient who has been waiting for a check up, ignoring the PA call.
| >>249810
>You find a room with a door that's slightly ajar- there's a child within, who can't be much older than seven, along with her mother, a disheveled looking woman with dirty blonde hair and bags under her eyes.
>The child has a large bandage over her right eye and seems to be laying down on that adjustable, cushioned table, normally in doctor's offices.
>The woman looks up at you, relieved.
"Thank goodness- We've been waiting for almost twenty minutes now..." >She says.
| "Sorry for the wait, we had more traffic than usual. What seems to be the problem?"
>John asks the mom, as he takes a look the kid.
| >>249797
"There is a very private part of the clinic. You surely know where. I want your help getting in there. Surely you can do that. If not,you can convince another who can. If not that...well we will cross that bridge should we need. I'll follow you and if you say anything to cause an alarm i'll scream rape."
| >>249797
"Good, lets get to it then chummer"
>Ludendorf says before leaving the bathroom and waving to the guard at the entrance, going bacl to the ward
| >>249822
>The mother looks perturbed.
"You tell me!" >She says, a little annoyed,
"They said he was going to have an EKG!"
| >>249823
>The surgeon's face quickly loses any of the annoyance from before, much less any humor it may have once had.
"...Who are you? What in the world do you want with -that- room?"
>>249835
>Razz heads back toward the registration desk, where the girl from before looks even more annoyed than she was earlier. She pushes a button in front of her and speaks into a small mic.
"Doctor House, please report to the front entrance. Doctor House, to the front entrance, please."
>She turns to look at Razz.
"What the hell do you want?"
"I, uh, I... need... replacement... janitorial keys...?"
>She glares at him and then produces the requested items!
"Don't lose them this time. God."
>Keys in hand, Razz heads past the doors along with you back to the offices proper...
| >>249841
>the accent returns
"What I want? I want revolution. And i need the object in there to do it. Help me and I may be able to help you be seen as a hero by upper management."
| >A few frames into the future, Razz has unlocked the ceiling of the janitorial closet.
>You soon find that it leads to the roof of the clinic proper!
| >>249848
"You knew what i was talking about so you can get me there. Do you know of a back door to help me get the object out quickly?"
| "Ma'am, I am going to ask you once not to raise your voice. EKGs are standard procedure for this, it just checks the heart rate and blood pressure. I will check the heartrate and blood pressure with a normal pump."
>John checks the cupboards for a blood pressure monitor.
"Now. What did you come in for?"
| >>249854
"...there is no backdoor. After the last incident- they even tore out the ventilation shafts- i-it's an entirely closed off system-" >He seems to be sweating.
"I-I'm just a surgeon- I-I don't know what they're doing in there, I was just inside for two hours, to make some incisions..."
>>249855
>You discover the tools you need, conveniently in a nearby closet.
"I...I can't... move..." >The child says, laying back. Indeed, they seem very weak.
"He just had open heart surgery... to... to remove shrapnel," >The mother says, lowering her voice.
"I think something's wrong with it."
| >>249866
"No emergency exits? That can make me help you a lot easier. If not then are there laundry carts that i can put the object in?"
| >>249851
"Thanks kid"
>Ludendorf says to razz before turning around
"lets see..."
>He closes the closet and then peeks his head unto the roof to see what's on top
| >>249866
"Someday I really wish the nurses would give me the right files."
>John leans out of the room.
"NURSE! I Need a Crash cart nearby! and a EKG, STAT!"
>John gets back in the room, clearly sweating a bit more. He puts the blood preassure monitor over the kids arm and tests the heart-rate and Blood pressure. He leans down to the kids level as the monitor does it's thing.
"Are you feeling any pain?"
| >>249874
>The surgeon snorts.
"It's not going to fit a laundry cart. Not unless you get it out of the container, god forbid."
>>249878
>It's the roof of the building. The clinic may have looked small on the outside, but the large roof area confirms that there are other rooms beyond what you've been able to access so far. The roof doesn't look large enough to support a helipad, however.
| >>249880
"No..." >The child mumbles, as you take their vitals. Moments later, the requested crash cart arrives, but not the EKG.
Whoa, do you actually work in healthcare services? Not many people know what a "crash cart" is.
| >>249886
"Sounds like that will be the plan if you can't help me get to an emergency exit with it. If it causes havoc here it can serve the revolution on its own merit."
| >>249894
(I wish. I just watched a ton of Dr. House.)
"And the movement, do you just feel to tired or is something stopping you from moving?"
>John checks the monitor for the heart rate and blood pressure.
| >>249898
"Havoc- wait a minute," >The doctor turns to you, raising an eyebrow.
"Do you even know what's *inside* the container?"
| >>249908
>The child's heart rate and blood pressure are dangerously low.
"I'm just... so... sleepy..." >He says. Indeed, he looks like he can't keep his eyes open.
| >>249911
"I don't care whats inside. One corp has it. Another wants it. I can keep it from both and get them to fight to get it back and never win. Slowly burning resources on each other. Only a corp can smash a corp as they say."
| >>249915
"Atatata, No sleeping yet. You can have a lollipop is you stay awake"
>John attempts to keep the kid awake with the promise of candy, as he makes his way over to the door, leaning out again.
"NURSE! I got severe Bradycardia here, I need some assistance!"
>John then proceeds to look for a heart stimulant for the child. He finds some Adrenalin and preps it for the nurse to inject.
| >>249918
"R-really... so you're some kind of anarchist, then?" >The doctor says, sweat streaming down his neck as turns his back toward the wall, near a desk. He keeps himself facing you, however.
"Is that all this is? Trying to get corps to fight each other?"
| >>249929
"I'm a revolutionary. This coat and id was provided by that corp. Help me i give it to you as i leave. Then you show it to your higher ups. They'll find info on that corp. Congratulate you pay you etcetra. You'll have job security. Wouldn't you like that mister harasser? Don't try to call for anyone by the way. Don't think i don't have backup plans the used to be the main plan. It can be rather explosive. So. Help me i help you. Hurt me..."
| >>249927
>You inject the stimulant and manage to keep the boy from fainting- his blood pressure is still very shaky, however.
"Yes, yes, hold your horses Agnes, I've had my hands full-"
>A man in scrubs enters- he looks harried and his eyes are bloodshot, but he smiles upon seeing the boy.
"Now then, what can I do for yo-" >He notices you. The mother looks from you to the doctor and then back to you.
"...Doctor Graven?" >The mother says, confused.
| >Ludendorf gets up and jumps unto the roof
>he looks around and searches for another trap door while minding cameras
| "Nice one Graven, might as well as left the clinic and never came back."
>John stares menacingly at Graven, and returns to looking after the kid, keeping his hand on her pulse.
| GM Needs to drive home, will be back shortly to continue!
| And now back to our usual programming.
| >>249942
"Who the hell are you? And what are you doing with my patient!?" >The doctor says sternly, getting uncomfortably close to you!
>>249940
>Thankfully there don't seem to be much in the way of cameras up here, just a basic security cam attached to one of the exhaust chutes. You avoid it easily.
>You stalk around the roof and after a couple minutes, find another trap door, on the other side of the building...
>>249937
"...you're bluffing." >The surgeon says, placing himself directly in front of the table. He then lunges toward it and smashes a button that had been carefully hidden underneath.
| >The PA system burst to life, repeating an urgent but clear tone:
"CODE BLACK, CODE BLACK, CODE BLACK, CODE BLACK."
| >>251003
>John goes in to full undercover mode, ignoring the alarm, keeps focusing on the kid.
"Im keeping the patient alive, Graven, while you left on your smoke break, so don't make me get HR!"
| >>251015
"Smoke break!? How DARE you!" >Dr. Graven moves as if to grab you, but as soon as the alarm sounds he suddenly goes to the door and bolts it.
"Get under the table- nurse, tune the radio to the emergency frequency..." >He says, sweating bullets. He looks to you.
"We'll continue this discussion AFTER the alert is over."
| >The purple lilim sighs
“Well, two ways this can go, but either way can work for us...Unfortunate, I didn't want to burn the new body this early.”
>her monotone voice only distinguished from a purely robotic one from the Russian accent.
>she take off their nurses uniform and ID and toss them down the hall
>her robotic form entirely lacking detail. Their chassis smooth metal with no distinct details on her body almost like a doll, the joints obvious mechanics on their upper arm.
| >>251024
"W-what are you doing!?"
>The doctor says, horrified at the lilim's disrobing.
"I-if you think that a quick fuck is going to save your shiny metal ass-"
| >Ludendorf
>From below, you can hear yelling- you see Razz's head pop up from the trap door!
"L-lude! The sirens! The alarms are going off! The whole clinic is going off!" >He yells, frantic.
| >they then bring their hand to the middle of their chest area.
“Such a shame...”
>their is a whirring sound and several audible clicks can be heard
>the lilim looks the doctor right in the eyes, the small purple lilim's purple LED eyes dimming slowly
“Вперед, к победе коммунизма”
>one final audible click as the eyes go dark and she begins to fall and her limbs go limp
>in seconds the area is engulfed in flame as an explosion rings out and and the surrounding walls begin to crumble
| >>251023
"We will. Just much later."
>John reaches in to his lab coat, pulling out his helmet... Somehow...
>He begins to put it on, all the while falling to his knees in pain and agony, connecting with the helmet.
"Ahhhh,AHHHHHHH!"
>the noise subsides, as John's helmet is now fully on. He grabs a few syringes of adrenaline and tranquillisers, and kicks the door to open it, breaking the bolt.
| >>251032
>The blast eviscerates the surgeon entirely, rips through the room, and shatters several lights and walls leading to the main clinic area, as well as a wall to the outside. Fire sprinklers immediately burst on-
>>251037
>The blast is close enough to the room John was in to knock over everyone inside as you break the bolt- it throws you into a wall, but you're mostly unscathed. There is now a fire spreading in the immediate area!
>Ludendorf
>You hear a large explosion from below- it shakes the foundations of the building and causes Razz to lose his grip! He disappears down the trap door!
| >John stands up again, ignoring the pain from being slammed in to a wall, and injects himself with adrenaline, and throws off his lab coat, only to keep the ID. The mask prevents him from saying anything.
"..."
>He steps out of the room, grabbing a nearby fire extinguisher and uses it to make his way to the unmarked door.
| >A buzzing noise comes up on everyone's ear pieces.
/Gods, I hope that exploding noise was you jokers grabbing the loot-/ >It's Rimfire!
/I'm still around the corner, but you've set off a hornet's nest, chummers. No GCPD showing up except EMT's- the corp pulled some strings./
/They're sending someone internal. This job just got *personal* to them./
| /I reckon we got about five minutes, tops, to get outta here- if y'all aren't on the level by then... well, nothing personal, chum-/
>The voice goes silent- then, it returns, somewhat fractured.
/Fragging- balls of steel on thi- ffffff- ge- out of the-/
/Fightin' off a dec-sssssssssscrrrrrrh/
/HURR THE 'ELL UP-scrrrrrrrrrh/
| >John ignores what happened to Rimfire, as he attempts to open the door. All that adrenaline giving him a rush.
| >John firstly attempts to open the door normally, as the fire alarm should unlock all doors, but if all else fails, he attempts to slam the locking system out using the fire extinguisher.
| >>251030
>Ludendorf gets down from the roof, putting up his gun and getting rid of the lab coat
"Lets move kid! We got somethin' to grab and we aint got much time!"
>He gets out of the closet and rushes towards the secured door at the end of the clinic
| >>251089
>The door does not appear to have any knobs or other conventional ways of opening it, and it's still sealed shut. You attempt to bash it open with the fire extinguisher, but all this accomplishes is to bang up the fire extinguisher!
>>251755
>You reach the sealed door just to find John banging endlessly on it with a fire extinguisher!
>Razz fiddles around with his janitor's uniform, pulling out odds and ends from the pockets, searching for something.
>All around you, the alarms continue to blare and the occasional doctor, nurse, or patient look in your direction, but are too busy trying to escape to bother.
| >>253747
"Fella, ya got some explosives or anything?"
>Ludendorf asks John as he gets closer to the door, pulling out his gun
| >>253847 >>255344
"I- I got it-" >Razz says, as he finally pulls out two small blocks wrapped tightly in some kind of cellophane film. He sticks them to the door and starts fiddling with some wires and a small mobile phone.
>Then he stops.
"I... er... I forgot how this works..." >He says, sheepishly.
| >John grabs the phone, and takes cover behind the crash cart he pulled in, motioning for others to do so too, while he finds the right number to call.
"..."
| >>257436
>After fiddling with the phone for a crucial few seconds, it suddenly dials!
>Seconds later, a loud BANG occurs on the other side! The C4 detonates, ripping a large hole in the center of the security door!
>The crash cart moves back from the blast and knocks over Razz!
>Ahead of you, people in labcoats look through the hole, muttering fearfully to themselves. You hear some wrangling on the other end and the door is slowly slid out of place.
"A-are you the rescue team?"
| >>258020
>John pulls out his gun, waving the lab coats to the side.
>On his helmet, videos of athletes running appear, indicating one thing.
>Run.
| >>258043
>Some of the coats run off, pushing through the partially singed door toward the exit- a few stay, two of whom are still fiddling with the prize-
>A child sized, all glass cylinder sits near the center of the room. Condensation within obscures just what's inside the device, but you definitely recognize it as the thing you started this quest for to begin with.
| >>258046
>John detaches his suppressor, and fires a shot in to the air to get the attention of the remaining few coats, still taking steps towards the cylinder.
| >>258055
>Some of the coats back off, but one of them stays in front of the tube. He looks you up and down.
"You're not security... who the hell are you!? Do you have ANY idea what you've DONE!?"
| >John doesn't say anything, restricted by his helmet, which just plays a laugh track. John meanwhile reattaches his suppressor, and shots the foot of the one standing in front of the tube.
| "D-dude, just get out of our way," >Razz says, peeking out behind you.
"Give us the tube!"
| >>258073
>The man falls to the ground, grabbing his foot in pain. The path to the tube is now clear.
"Urghh.... I don't know how much you're being paid... but I'm sure it will PALE in comparison to... to... shit..."
| >The tube is now clear, aside from the injured man on the ground.
| >John taps and points to the tube, his face showing "GO GO GO". Clearly, he does not want to get any closer to whatever is inside.
| >Razz pulls over his "janitor tools" and starts putting together what looks like a portable chainsaw. His brow sweats as he assembles it- he's shaking a little bit, and he accidentally drops a screw here and there in the midst of trying to assemble the device.
>Suddenly, one of the coated men tries to lunge for you!
| >>258093
The coated man gets a simple shot between the eyes. John barely moved his hand but it was clear from the smooth action, that John will not hesitate now.
| >>258101
>Razz winces as the shot connects- the doctor falls to the ground next to him, dead. His lifeless eyes stare back at the boy as he tries to assemble the device.
| >>258103
>John comes in closer to see what the tube is connected to, occasionally checking on the other scientists.
| >>258103
>Ludendorf steps inside with his mask on his face, looking around before pulling out a small concealed SMG
"Calm down kid, deep breaths."
>He says to Razz before looking towards the coated men
"I see you shukujins trying to do anything and you'll end up like that one on the ground there, do I make myself drekking clear?"
| >>258222
>The labcoats move away from you as Razz finally finishes the small chainsaw. It roars to life as he puts on some goggles and heads to the tube, looking for a place to saw the tube off...
>Then, shouts outside the lab- familiar lightly armored men appear from around a corner, on the other side of the hall!
"HERE! THEY'RE IN HERE!" >The coated man on the ground with the injured leg yells!
| >Ludendorf clicks his tongue before Taking a shot at the armored men before motionning to John and heading into the hall
/We need to protect the kid while he saws it off! no way we're leaving here empty handed/
>He says over comms before taking a few more shots and ducking to cover
| >>258248
>The armored men take cover around a corner and retaliate! Buckshot skates the wall and chips off pieces of the concrete foundations.
>Meanwhile in the back, Razz has begun sawing off the bottom of the tube while the doctors look in horror. Some of the buckshot bounces off of the thick tube glass...
| >>258258
>John's helmet screen floods with red, and white text appears.
>KILL THEM
>KILL THEM
>KILL THEM
>John takes cover, and waits for one of the armored men to pop their head out, so he can pop their head.
| "Almost... donneeee," >Razz says over the sound of screeching metal! Indeed, the small chainsaw is about halfway through the bottom wires!
| >Ludendorf suddenly raises his body and fires sveral small bursts at the man! (2)
| >>258288
>You fire several small bursts! However, the shots go haywire, striking seemingly everything besides the guards- several fly into the lighting above, raining sparks and causing them to flicker intensely before going out.
>At least one of the shots manages to graze a guard in the shoulder! He returns fire and misses! (3)
| >>258296
>John, now in the dark, takes a shots at some of the guards, in a calculated pace. (14)
>Lucky, his helmet dims, as it gets dinked by a guard's buckshot
| >>258326
>You strike one of the guards square in the chest, but the bullets are eaten by his bodyarmor! (14)
>He retreats around a corner!
>Behind you, the squealing of metal on metal has finally ended...
"I-I did it! The tube's fre-" >Razz says, as the device falls onto the floor with a loud thump!
>It appears undamaged, however- it's just separated from its housing.
| >John digs around in his pocket, retrieving a syringe with some muscle relaxant he grabbed from the crash cart. His helmet completely turns off, part for some small text.
>BEDTIME
>He makes a move to push up the hallway. (17)
| >>258341
>Ludendorf goes up to Razz while providing cover fire
"Aight, Lemme try and hold this..."
>He tries and lift the container, grunting (12)
| >>258352
>You manage to make your way several rooms ahead thanks to the distracted guards! One of them pulls out the NarcoJect (tm) rifle you saw from earlier and tries to shoot you with it!
>>258365
>With some difficulty, you manage to pick up the tube- it definitely feels hollow inside- and someone... or something... can be vaguely seen in a silhouette through the glass.
| >John slides in to another room to get to cover, waiting for the rest of the team. While he waits, he takes some blind shots in the direction of the guards, hopefully keeping them in check. (10)
| >>258389
>Ludendorf gives his Smg to Razz, before Steeling himself and pushing forward, still holding the container, using some of it as cover
"Kid, you protect me and we get out of here alright? Let's check if the roof is still clear!"
>He says before turning on his comms
/John try and keep them busy, we'll check the roof access in the janitor closet, Rim you still waiting? how much time we got?/
| >John gets the message, and does what they ask, still firing blind shots at the guards.
| >>258408
>The guards don't approach but occasionally return blind fire, missing you wildly!
>>258418
>Meanwhile, you reach the janitorial closet- the ceiling is still as you left it, unlocked and unguarded.
>In response, nothing returns from Rimfire save an eerie static noise.
| >>258432
"Fucking hell, well plan B it is lets go kid!"
>Ludendorf gets up to the roof, carefully taking along the package, giving directives to Razz so he can help him out
>He looks around as he does so, trying to see if any guards are present
/Rim, you still there? shit! John, change of plans, you can either join us and follow along on the roofs or you can try and escape on yer own, looks like our driver is gone, we wasted too much time already!/
| >>258440
>It takes several sweat-laden seconds, but you manage to pull up the package along with Razz soon after through the escape hatch in the ceiling. The comms connected to Rimfire and the rest of the team continue to buzz, but occasionally you catch snippets of what may or may not be voices floating somewhere within.
>>258442
>A cursory look shows that there are no windows on this floor.
| >Outside, you hear squealing tires and the sound of metal on metal as something repeatedly crashes itself. The building shakes slightly and a blast of water flies into the air nearby from a burst fire hydrant.
| >John curses, and reloads his pistol, and pushes on the armed men covering his escape.
>KILL THEM
>KILL THEM
>KILL THEM
(13)
| >>258459
>Emboldened, the two security officers pop up out of cover and try to assault your position... (1)
>Where they are immediately caught by your fire and both get shot in the head. Somewhere in the universe, an announcer is yelling: "DOUBLE KILL! HEADSHOT! HEADSHOT!"
| >"It's like they just ran in to my bullets..."
>John thinks to himself, as he keeps up his momentum, sweeping for any other armed guards.
| >>258468
>As you head back the way you came, you don't find any additional guards- even the customers and the secretary who were here earlier have vacated the lobby. You're about to reach the door when a large, heavily armored van crashes through the front entrance!
>Only to backup... back onto the road, and then crash into a tree. Then it drives up and crashes into the entrance again, this time to the side of it. Then it backs up again.
>It repeats this constantly as you watch.
| >"What."
>John thinks as he quickly backpedals to the security room, with the intent of destroying all the camera footage.
| >>258475
>You reach the door- looks like it's ajar and the mooks you killed were probably the guards from earlier!
| >John thanks RNGesus, as he now looks for the drives that the cameras record to.
| >John takes them with him, and takes a few shots at the recording system, just to make sure, as he leaves.
| >>258494
>The devices could not be more smashed than if literal rods of tungsten alloy were dropped on them from orbit!
>Meanwhile outside, the armored van which you recognize to be a "Bulldog" continues to smash into things indiscriminately- on its armored sides are familiar logos and pictures of the /burg/ loli, midway to eating a delicious and realistic looking /burg/.
| >Ludendorf goes for the alley, switching his comms back on and off
"piece of drek! alright lets get the fuck outta here chummer"
>He looks for a way down the building, motionning Razz to follow along
/Chummers, who the hell just rammed into the building! and i'm heading towards my truck, it's down in an alleyway close by, got nanocamo/
| >>258496
>Suddenly Ludendorf realizes!
"Fucking drek! Rim you madman!"
>He heads down the roof, Heading for the entrance and the /burg/ truck
/Alright, Not going for mah truck, Rim I'll be coming from a side alleyway, watch out and keep them doors open for me and the kid!/
| >John makes his way back to the lobby to see if the truck is still there, still watching out for guards.
| >>258496 >>258498
>You find a fire ladder on the side of the alleyway! Just beneath you, the bulldog finally comes to a rest knocking over a tree. Its armored hulk is still mostly unscathed, and the doors to the side slowly slides open.
>>258502
>The van has come to a stop not far from your location!
| >>258513
>Ludendorf gets in the van, finally dropping the container
"That was drekking crazy! I love it"
>He says while laughing, taking back his gun from Razz before giving him a pat on the back
"Not bad kid, a bit too nervous at first, but you did good, ya got some potential"
| >John grabs one of the tranq rifles, and get out of the clinic, but heads past the van. Over the comms you can hear audio from an infomercial.
"...The device will follow you up to 300 meters! Amazing!"
| "I think he wants us to move, let's go then"
>Ludendorf says, sitting down in the front of the vehicule and putting back his gun into its holster
| >>258523
>You plop into the passenger seat- the van lurches into motion and heads away from the clinic...
>It's driving is erratic, however- the vehicle fishtails on the road, as if it was missing three out of four wheels and being driven by a cram addict. Perhaps more worrisome is that Rimfire doesn't seem to be moving, despite both of his hands still firmly locked onto the steering wheel as it speeds out of control, but out of the operational area.
| "Huh you okay there rim? Are you trying to rig this shit..."
>Ludendorf says before shaking him a bit
| >2 officers lay knocked out, as John grabs a badge, and the keys to their unmarked car. John takes off his helmet, and gets in to the car, following the Van.
/Is everything ok up there? You are driving like a fish."
| >>258538 >>258541
>As you shake him, his head falls back lazily, his eyes, staring off into the ceiling! His hands stay locked onto the steering wheel, however, and manage to somehow keep the van stable, even though it continues to fishtail.
>Just then, a pained voice comes in through your comms.
/Y'all chummers still alive? Where's the razorgirl?/
/Mind the mess... 'ey, razorboy, do me a favor and stuff two cigs in my mouth, yeah?/
/I... uh... can't at the moment./
>Rimfire's mouth lays open, but a some blood leaks out of the corner and onto the floor.
>It then occurs to you what this is- his body is suffering from a particularly bad case of dumpshock.
| >Ludendorf laughs loudly
/Shit, what the fuck happened to ya!?/
>He then gets two cigarettes and stuff them in Rim's mouth before getting a syringe from his stuff and using it on Rim
/This should calme ya down, but you need some help chummer/
| >>258574
/Let my doc handle that- i'm guessing y'all got the goods?/
/I'm guessing they ain't chasing us, either. Real wiz.../
| /We need to dump the cargo for Missus Johnson and lay low for awhile. Kicked a real hornet's nest there- and chummer, lemme tell you- who they're sending over to do damage control is NOT happy./
/A major league decker or somethin' managed to get me while I was keeping watch outside, but I let 'im think I was fried and then dumped myself into the bulldog's computer like it was a second cyberdeck./
>As he's talking in the comms, the van narrowly misses a bus stop.
/...and I can barely see. Really need to replace the dashcam.../
| >>258589
"Yeah, guess that's a plan"
>Ludendorf looks ahead
"We fucked with Veriatech right? Heard those goons aint the kind you can easily fuck with, really makes me wanna see what's in the darn container, but I'll leave that up to Miss Johnson, Too high above my pay grade and all that drek"
| >>258747
/VERIATECH? No, no chummer... we that clinic we just smashed belonged to Vita-Life./
/They used to be one of the bigger megacorps here until VeriaTech stole their thunder. They got a chip on their shoulder a moon wide./
/And that decker that messed me up but good? Seen her around the Matrix every so often on Shadowlands BBS or danger/u/./
/She and the crew she's with are absolute nutters./
/Something tells me if we fucked with VT we wouldn't have made it out./
| >>259540
"Oh so that was it? Guess I got it all messed up..."
>Ludendorf says with a sigh before looking straight ahead
"still makes me interested about what we stole chummer, VT or VL this drek is shady"
| >>259762
/Mmm... yeah, about that.../
/I got suspicions and to be honest I don't want to be right. Probably not for the same reason you are, though./
| >The van moves to miss an old fashioned horse-drawn carriage as it leaves Uptown and clatters onto a bridge. Overhead, the sign blares a single word with faded embroidery: "DOWNTOWN."
| >>259798
"Fucking horses chummer, you'd believe people would build actual useful robots"
>Ludendorf sighs
"What's got ya riled up though?"
| >>259864
/Well, I ain't been here long but the shadows seem to scream everything important onto the net... and a few things stood out to me./
/First off... all this nonsense about a decker keeping a bunch of kids. Slavery ain't my brawl game but it struck me as mighty suspicious that every'un and their nannies wanted to know where they were. And they made it sound like a certain script kiddie was keeping a whole -bunch./
/Second, when that one corporate goon tried to buy 'em off of "mister harem protagonist," he got his deck melted, or at least, that's what everyone was implying- and the geekboy said something about a "biotech corp."/
/Then you got that "Eros" guy popping into a thread, who apparently is part of Enemy Number 1 among the shadows around here... bunch of his profile is public. PR... VeriaTech./
>The van carefully navigates around a corner- it takes it a little too quickly and almost destroys a soya-burger stand, just barely missing it.
/Gawd- note to self... don't try to think and drive... but I digress. Ya see where i'm going with this chummer?/
/I got a bad feeling in my gut... about what's in the package. A -real- bad feeling./
/We gotta dump this cargo and get out, omae. And we gotta do it quick./
| >Razz meanwhile sits in the back of the van, polishing his rifle as he looks over the large glass tube. It's been strapped securely to a side wall.
>Condensation is forming on the outside of the glass as the systems that kept it in stasis slowly fail from being disconnected earlier.
| >>259877
"true enough, I heard those rumors too, mister virtuous keeping kids and all that jazz. And that people were lookin' for em', probably some important research specimens if Biotechs are involved, dealt with shit like this once back in Seattle"
>Ludendorf says with a serious face, before nodding
"Lets just get paid and dont ask too many questions, I dont wanna get geeked cuz ah' start prying around"
| >As the van jumbles about, some of the condensation rolls off the tube. Razz continues to work on his rifle when he looks up to see some of the fog disappearing from the device.
>He approaches it and wipes the glass...
| >Ludendorf turns to Razz and jerks up
"Dont look in there kid!"
>He says, getting up and reaching for Razz
| >>259895
>Razz turns back to you, his hands still on the container, when he feels a soft "thump" on the other side of the glass.
>He turns around, slowly...
>To find an albino child, who can't be much older than seven, looking back at him through the thick glass. The sclera and pupils of her eyes are black, but her irises are a dark red.
>A few awkward seconds pass of the two staring at each other when suddenly, she pounds on the tube. The thick glass cracks slightly but manages to hold, but the force of the pound rips the tube out of its restraints and sends it falling ON TOP of Razz!
| >Razz yelps as the tube thrashes about on top of him, as the thing inside struggles to get out!
| /Hey, I can feel something rolling around in the back- what's going on?/ >Rimfire says as the van drives down an empty street.
| >Ludendorf gets the tube up from Razz, and pulls out a large syringe
"Goddamnit! Kid, get on yer feet! I'll try and stop that bastard!"
>He grits his teeth
"This is normally made to be shot fron range, but it'll have to make do!"
| >The tube continues to thrash wildly as the person inside tries to escape, before it comes to a still...
/Lude? Razz? The hell's going on there? I'm blind inside my own van!/
/We're almost to the drop point!/
| >>259906
/Just some trouble, The kid looked into the tube, its as I imagined, some freak child/
>Lude heaves a sigh, still holding the tube and glaring at the girl inside
"You stay put girl, or I'll make yer life worse than doctors ever could"
>He then turns his head to the front
/Just get us to drop point as fast as you can, and we'll cross that bridge when we get to it/
| >>259914
>The girl stops thrashing and returns your glare. You suddenly feel something plunge into your side!
>Beneath you, a long, easily eight inch claw has stabbed straight through the glass and into your gut! It retracts, and other claws pop into the sides of the glass- even still, the tube doesn't shatter, but the girl within continues to puncture the tube in any way she can, emboldened by the first attempt.
| /Girl? So the lilim chick made it after all?/ >The van lurches as it flies over a speed bump at 75km/h!
/Ok, ok, I see it! We're almost at the drop point! How's the package!?/
| >Ludendorf tenses up and then grits his teeth
"Fuc..king whore..."
>He doesnt seem to be distressed, holding his breath and tensing his muscles, pros of being in this buisness for a long time is that you start to acclimate to pain. suddenly he pulls out a large serrated knife and strikes the claw with a large spinning motion
/Package is attacking me, looks like she's some kinda real freak with appendages and shit, get us there!/
>He heaves into comms
| >>259922
/Attacking-!? Hold on chummer, hold on! I see the warehouse! We're almost there!/
>The knife sinks into the claw and manages to break one of the thin, pointy spines off! Another pokes through the glass and just barely misses your face!
>Within, the girl screeches with a banshee yell, and resorts to smashing her skull against the glass!
/We're here! WE'RE HERE!/
| >Meanwhile, outside...
>A group of mostly nondescript trench coat-wearing men and women watch as the armored van careens toward them and the discreet looking warehouse. The vehicle drifts inside and comes to a rest, but much to their surprise and confusion, the van appears to be thrashing about from the inside.
| >Behind them, follows John, who stopped a few blocks away to ditch his car. He keeps a low profile, looking over the group.
| >The van suddenly bursts open with the tube rolling out, with Ludendorf with it! Spines burst out at random from the glass as the tube rattles on the ground!
>The waiting men and women approach with guns drawn, but one of them in a labcoat pushes them aside.
"Let go of the tube."
| /Hey Ludendork? I got a job offer for you. Expires in 5 minutes. You want it?/
>John reaches Ludendork on a different radio frequency.
| >Ludendorf lets the tube go and mutters under his breath, raising his hands
/what is it? and dont call me that, that damned Kokoro may show up/
| >>261499
/I'll triple the pay, if you kill all these guys, and recapture the girl./
>John steadies his aim on the people.
| >>262312
/Shit, you serious?/
>He looks at the guys and then grins, his eyes start to glow a little
/How about four times the pay, this is kicking some huge hornet's nest chummer/
| /5 times the pay if you shut up and just do it./
>John takes a deep breath, readying to fire.
/Start from the right, I'll start from the left, on your go./
| >>262336 >>262323
>The egghead scowls as you let go of the tube and immediately drapes a thick black tarp over it. The tube continues to struggle underneath the tarp, but lowers in intensity, before finally coming to a rest.
>She straightens her glasses.
"We would have preferred if you brought the specimen a little more discreetly... but it's here. And clearly still alive." >She says, standing up.
"Your pay will be wired shortly. A question, however- were you followed?" >She says, her eyes narrowing.
| >One of the armed men in the back lights an e-cig as he watches over Lude and the tube behind a pair of shades. As he does so, he scratches the back of his head, casually touching the grip of a long sword on his back.
| >Ludendorf puts his hands in his pockets
"What the hell could I do, little thing started attacking me when I tried hoistering it away!"
>He then looks up
"Followed? nah, we weren't"
| /Maybe not followed, but dead? Yes./
>John says, as he takes the first shot at he head of the armed men, the dude with the sword, using the tranquil rifle he borrowed from the clinic.
| >Ludendorf suddenly pulls out his smg from his pockets and opens fire onto the desgnated target, rushing towards the Container with light and rapid steps
| (welp 17 posts left, lets do it.)
>>263712
>The Narcoject Dart meets its mark! The man's head knocks back slightly but he reaches up and pulls the dart out of his face!
>He zeroes in on the direction that the dart came from, and reaches for his sword, but then stops short- he looks a bit woozy! (4)
>>263735
>All of your shots hit the runner in the chest! They fall! (9, disadvantage, 9 again.)
>You rush toward the container, and watch as the egghead is roughly pulled behind a large, imposing man who might have been a Troll in a slightly different universe. He tries to kick you in the face... and misses! (5)
>The remaining runners include a guy in a trenchcoat and a chromed up razorgirl. The trenchcoat man reveals a shotgun with a transparent magazine containing shells that have orange liquid in them!
>The woman dials her wrist- Out of the darkness, a drone rolls into view!
/What the HELL are you drekheads DOING!?/ >Rimfire yells-thinks/yells thinks into the comms?
(Fucking dice lmao.)
| >John moves from his possition to a new one, so that the enemy won't spot him, and takes another shot with his rifle.
/Sorry Rim, the deal went bad, some 3rd party hit us!/
| >>263836
>Ludendorf pulls out his pistol and shoots the big man with the shotgun, aiming for his head (15) before throwing a knife at the girl (5), missing. he dashes and then uses the container as cover.
/The deal is off, we got some complications over here!/
| >>263888
>The big guy lumbers backward and trips over the tube! There's a crunching noise underneath!
>You hide behind his body and the crushes tube!
>The girl pulls out a SMG and bursts fire in your direction!
>The drone rolls into position and begins shooting the van! It dents the vehicles armor!
>The samurai has recovered and draws his sword! He disappears!
>>263861
/FRAG! Everyone get back in the van!/
>The van runs backward and faces the drone!
>[revving intensifies]
| >>272242
>John keeps moving around, and takes another shot from the rifle at the girl (6), and discards it, as he puts his helmet back on.
/I got distance Rim, Smash in to the Drone!/
| >>272253
>The van guns it and smashes into the drone, destroying one of its guns! The van is now stuck!
/Last time I take advice from a bloody bulletman.../
>You hear and avoid a swing as a vibrosword appears out of the air! The street samurai from before has returned, and he's targeting you!
| >Ludendorf snorts and fires a vollet at the girl, before taking cover again and reloading (20)
>He then takes a look at the van and tries to asses the overall situation
| >>272472
>Critical Hit! You headshot the rigger!
>The drone shudders at the lost of its rigger! It's down!
>The lady with the labcoat is nowhere to be seen!
>The van is still stuck!
>The street samurai that disappeared earlier has reappeared and is fighting with John!
>The shotgun trooper aims at you with GEL ROUNDS! The shots sail over your head (5) and miss completely.
>To your knowledge, there should only be two chummers left...
>You hear a crunching noise as something beneath the black tarp the doc covered the tube in earlier squirms...
| "Kid, lets make a fucking gamble eh?"
>Ludendorf breathes in and then jumps over his cover, running faster than what anyone could expect of a man his age towards the Shotgunner, he suddenly pulls out his SMG and shoots whilst he runs (16),he then throws his gun straight towards the man (6) and switches to his side arm, shooting a few rounds as he gets even closer (18)
"TAKE IT CHUMMER, THIS IS A GIFT TO YOU!"
| >>272535
>The shotgunner takes every hit! He falls!
>Meanwhile, black tarp starts moving on its own as something emerges underneath it...
| "Fuck, fuck, fuck, Huh chummers we're in mad drek! The kid is out I reckon!"
>Ludendorf screams to John before taking back his Smg and going to assist him, still on the lookout for other tangoes who might of avoided his gaze
| >>272587
/Luden, cover me, I'm making a move for the tube!/
>John goes full dark souls, dodge rolling past the samurai, but not without taking a hit (13), as he stabs a syringe of sedatives in to the samurai. John keeps moving towards the tube as he prepares another syringe.
| >>272587
>The black cloth rises, and in the distance you hear the faint sound of music... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_MW65XxS7s
>>272785
>The blade slices through your chest! The samurai takes the syringe and crushes it in his hands, but upon watching the unfolding scene, he curses and cloaks again. You hear a chain fence rattle as something heavy climbs over it and leaves the area!
>The cloth tears open, revealing the naked and pale white form of a very cranky albino loli.
| >Ludendorf clicks his tongue before looking around again and walking slowly towards the girl, he slowly raises his hands
"Look kid, we may of started on a wrong foot eh. You stabbed me, I cut somethin' but right now we don't have time for this, we got you out but lemme tell ya something."
>He walks closer again, still looking around for any ennemies
"Right now ya got some spookies after ya, and you won't make it out on yer own, so how about following this guy"
>He points to John
| >John puts his gun and syringe away, appearing as non-threatening as he can, he puts a hand on Ludendorf's shoulder, signalling him to stop.
"Now my friend is wrong. You nearly wiped him out, so I'd say that you are capable of surviving on your own. But, I have an offer. Let me take you in to hiding, and you can *live* your life, or just head your own way, and *survive*. If you choose to go your own way, I won't go after you, but the corp will."
| >>273277 >>273316
>The girl looks from Lude to John. She tilts her head back and forth, her face blank, before turning around and sprinting on all fours away from the area. Within seconds, she vanishes into the darkness.
>The sun rises slowly over the horizon.
/...well. There goes our payday. And a shit-ton of drek to replace it./
| >>273346
>John expected this, but keeps his promise, not doing anything.
/No, you are getting triple payday. You did your job./
>John begins tapping at his phone.
"Well, that was fun. One pissed off corp down, a million to go."
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| >It's ten minutes to midnight and not a single chummer is stirring. The lights of the clinic flickered as two large trees rustled in a passing breeze.
>About a block away, a scrawny youth leans against the cold brick of an antiques store, furtively looking out from the alley within which he hides. In front of him is a large, unmarked cardboard box with an equally large and freshly minted assault rifle sitting on top- so fresh, in fact, that it still smells of the anti-static wrap that it came packaged with.
>The youth rubs his hands as he keeps looking out from the alleyway- he flicks open a thin carbide claw from his pointer finger and picks his teeth.