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(Setting) Cain's Gallery (2)
| >>257330
"Pleased to meet you."
>Hugh put his glove and hat back on and followed Cain into the passageway.
| >>257172
'Okay, if there is nothing left to show me then i'll have a question about the work i have to do here.'
>Ritrivia says.
'Do you have a contact from our customer? So i can have consultations with him about the VTOL.'
| >>257483
>The passage way opens out to a simple office, 2 chairs and a desk, Cain takes a seat behind the desk.
"So what can I help you with?"
>>257997
"The customer will come in soon."
>The assistant replies, and begins to walk away.
| >>258034
'Okay during this time I will inspect my new office then.'
>Ritrivia calls after her.
>After that he goes into his new office, looking at all the things in there.
| >>258034
"I've been told that if I am looking to acquire specific items, you are able to provide them for sale."
>Hugh said with a polite smile, as he took a seat as well.
"I am looking to buy .30-06 ammo, about 400 rounds. Ideally, I'd like them to be 220 grain, about 160 be hollow-points and 50 tracers."
>He paused for a moment to take a look in Cain's eyes.
"Oh, and a taser, something a kid could carry around. So, have I been told right, or do I have to search somewhere else?"
| "Oh, and here you had me thinking it was something big."
>Cain sighs, either with relief, or annoyance.
"We can get you the ammo, that's easy, and the taser, for your lilim friend?
| "I apologise if my actions somehow misled you, — >Hugh said, lowering his head,
— In my line of work precautions are of essence."
"And I'm glad my information was right. As for the taser, you are correct. People are surprisingly aggressive towards lilims for an AI equivalent of Mecca that is Glitch City."
| >>259147
"It's Glitch City, everyone is aggressive here."
>Cain pulls up a holo screen next to her, showing various options for tasers.
"We got options, But I assume you want the smallest option."
>The screen shows a compact taser, with text describing it's features.
| >Blond man nodded.
"Something that could be carried concealed under a dress or casual clothing. This will do. You have any holsters for it?"
| "We have a variety of holsters, but the tailor next door to us would be able to make you special fit clothing. If you want to go one step further... You can get the taser system augmented to one of her arms."
>Cain lists the options.
| "I think we would be better off with a regular inner thigh holster. All the necessary adjustments I can perform myself."
>Hugh shaked his head at the notion of system modification.
"And I think that will be all for the order."
| "Alright, I'll send the order. That will be 2000z."
>Cain taps at the screen.
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| Oh is it??
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Total number of posts: 17, last modified on: Sat Apr 28 2018 11:45:41 GMT+0700 (WIB)
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Total number of posts: 17, last modified on: Sat Apr 28 2018 11:45:41 GMT+0700 (WIB)
| >>261316
"It's already ready."
>Cain slides out a desk drawer, and puts down a few boxes of ammo, a taser, and a holster, still in its original package.
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| "I do."
>Cain grabs a brown paper bag from one of her drawers, neatly putting away all the purchased items, and takes the credstick.
"Is that everything? Maybe some art from the home?"
>She smirks.
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| (Don't forget me pls :D)
-Ritrivia
| >>264602
"I'm afraid I will have to turn down that offer."
>Hugh returned a polite smile, as he took the bag.
"We don't have a place to stay in the city long-term, so we keep our luggage as minimal as possible."
| >>268552
(Soz Ritrivia, I got swept by coursework.)
>Ritrivia's office looks pretty sparse, spare a office chair and desk, with a booklet on it, which is meant for new employees.
>>268715
"Shame. Well, it was nice meeting you, Mr. Hugh. Please do contact me if you need anything."
>Cain holds out a business card.
| >>269980
>Ritrivia looks surprised to the booklet, he never thought to find a thing. He takes seat on the chair and begin reading, while waiting for the costumer to come.
(i thought that you are busy, this was only a friendly reminder)
| >>270066
(The customer, tomato, is another role-player, so idk if they are around.)
>As Ritrivia gets the booklet, the desk comes to life, hardlight projectors creating a floating screen, keyboard and mouse, similar to a desktop. There is also a dataport to jack in to, but it looks inactive.
>"PLEASE LOG IN. DATAPORT INACTIVE."
| >>270422
>On the intro page, it dictates a myriad of ways to log in. Iris, dental, DNA, fingerprints, and even old school typed password. There is a dog eared note on the page too.
>Your Iris and DNA are already in the system, you can use them to log in. You can set up the other methods if you want. -Cain.
>She probably got the DNA from your drink in the bar, and photos of your Iris by her network of contacts who kept an eye on you.
| >>270432
"How!? Who the hell is that women..."
>He short searches for the scanner. After he found them he tries to login the system.
(tomato you say? Well surprisingly i found some other guy who said he is a customer of yours who wanna have a VTOL, named Runa...?)
| (Yeah, you are right, I really need to start a notepad on all of this...)
>The system unlocks, showing a simple welcome screen, which opens to a desktop. The dataport is now unlock as well, of which you are notified by a floating notification.
| >>270440
"okay there we are."
>He puts his suitcase onto the desk, open it, and take out a smaller device in form of a halfe circle, and a Data cord. He plugged in the cord into the half circle device and into the data port. Than he puts the half circle device into his neck. The device is better known as a Neurolinker. Unaugmented people use them to connect them self between some kind of machines.
| >>270476 >>270440
But Ritrivia's linker look a little bit older and also modified because the frame of his device is broken and there is some additional stuff soldered on it.
>After he get sure that he can control the PC with his minds now, he is searching for the installed software.
| >>270477 >>270476
"Good afternoon, Mr. Ritrivia."
>You can hear the embedded AI speak. As he looks through the PC, he can see the various devices installed in the workshop and his private work-space, where the VTOL will be built. All the devices have software linked to them, be it OEM software, or 3rd party design software. There is also access to a database of parts, weapons and ammunition available, as well as a folder for invoices to order any necessary parts that are not stocked.
| >>270514
>Ritrivia begins to smile broadly.
'This is gonna be better than on my old workplace'
'Okay how should i call you Mr. or Mrs. AI?' >He say this in his mind to see if the AI react on that.
| >>270563
"I am Syna, Of the late John Doe. Is there anything I can assist you with?"
>The voice is androgynous and soft, but these can be changed to preference.
| >>270607
>Ritrivia grins again.
'Nice, Well Syna i need all information of a VTOL type Bunjil V-52, Motor Antigav unit, Compressors, Displays, if u can find Circuit borad plan also Sourcecode of the Computerunit, technical ditails about the computerunits and so on.
Display me 100 entryshere around the room.
if i finished one delet this and open another one. I guess it is better to sort them a litte bit between Mechanical and electrical parts and also Code.'
| >>270607 >>270616
>After he finished that thought he opens the Suitcase again and pull out a little glass Cylinder. In it is a yellow liquid and on one of the sides is a short needle.
>He than looks at the Cylinder and take a long breath.
'For a Productive day..., huh....' >After that small monolouge to himslef, he rams the needle into the flesh of his left forearm. His whole body cramped for a short time. Than he pulls the needle and put the empty Cylinder back.
| >>270616 >>270625
(Entryshere?)
>Syna Pops up various entrysheres around Ritrivia, and sets up a sub routine to make sure that there are always a hundred of the entrysheres. She also populates the office with various blueprints and specification of the parts for the VTOL.
"Sir, if I may ask, what is the yellow liquid?"
| >>270641
(Sounds great)
'Nothing to worry about, this stuff raises my hearth frequent signifcantly and open my lungs as much as possible, so more oxygen and blood can pass my Brain, it is mostly used to boost your concentration to maximum limits but i didn't use it for that kind of purpose. I use it to avoid becoming unconscious.'
| >>270653 >>270641
'Because i modified my Neurolinker so he can overclock my Thinking frequens, with that i can think 10 times faster but after 1 min i will fade out.'
>The last thing he did is putting on his Skiglasses and waiting for round about 5 min.
>then he pushes a Button on his Neurolinker which shouldn't be there on a Stock device, and begin reading all the Entrys the AI listed within the room.
>After 1 min the First entry was deleted and another pops open
| >>270653 >>270656
"Understandable sir. Do ask for assistance, if needed."
>The AI makes itself sparse.
| >Runa walks into the gallery. It seems like she's remembered to not use her cloak in here. Her bandaged forehead and single cat ear still stays the same. She wanders around the gallery, looking for Cain or some assistant.
| >>270867
>The catgirl walks up to Cain and greets her.
"Good evening, Ms. Cain. Is something troubling you?"
| >>270871
>Cain hears Runa, and thankfully sees her too, putting away her phone.
"Oh, Evening Runa. It's just some small issues. You are here to finalise the deal?"
| >>270872
"Yeah. And let me guess: you're trapped in the perpetual hell of management and paperwork."
| >>270876
>Cain gives Runa a hug, happy to find an understanding soul.
"OH my god yes. Fuck paperwork."
| >>270882
>Runa surprised at the hug, reluctantly hugs back
"O-oh, yeah. Don't you have like, secretaries to deal with the paperwork? That way you don't have to do anything except just sign or burn the papers."
| >>270887
>Cain lets go, now with a slight smile.
"Yeah, but even then... I have so much to read over and sign.
| >>270890
>The catgirl nods
"Why not just put these on hold and spend time enjoying life with family and go on an adventure? Sometimes you just need to destress, and focus on the better side of life."
| >Dadadadah! Guess who just happily skipped into the gallery? That's right, it's Marie in all his trap glory! His pink anf frilly dress dances around as he skips and waves toward Cain
"Hi Mom! I was gonna bring Dahk over, but she disappeared!"
| >>270895
"I will af-"
>>270906
"MARIE! Hun buns! How have you been!"
>Cain swoops in and lifts Marie like a child.
| >The catgirl smiles to herself
"Daww, how cute~"
| >>270909
"Oh it's been gr- Whoa!"
>He squeaks as he is lifted up,
"C-c'mon this is embaressesing"
>He squirms helplessly, before finally noticing Runa
"Oh, am i interrupting something? i diddn't mean too..."
| >Runa shakes her head
"No, it's fine. Besides, looks like *someone* is tired of paperwork and needs some family, right?"
| >>270932
"Ritviria is downstairs, in his office, the doors will open for you, because I'm now on my mandated "Marie came to work" break."
>Cain finally puts Marie down, still hugging her.
| >>270955
>Marie keeps blushing, even if she's being placed down
"Eheh... i'm so glad that you think so highly of me..
>She then hops up and down excitedly, holding Cain's hands
"since you're on break whadya wanna do mom? Go out... get some food... not think about work?"
| >The catgirl waves them goodbye before going downstairs to the office
"Have fun now~"
| "We will!"
>Cain waves to Runa.
| >>270994
"Ara ara, are you growing?"
>Cain leads Marie out of the Gallery, happy to get out of the place.
| >>270997
*Right* after they leave the tentacle monster from before drops in infront of them, causing Marie to groan
"i told you to stop Following me! Where's R when you need them...""
| >>271015
>Cain procures a small pistol, pressing it right in to what seems to be it's brain.
"Fucking try me. Make my fucking day."
>She cocks the hammer of the pistol.
| >The monster panics, wriggling scaredly and slithering away
>Marie hugs Cain tightly
"My hero~... Erm, sorry about that, guess i should have told you about my latest stalker... Anyway, i know i said i wasn't gonna talk about work but... Is art trade really that stressful of a buisness?""
| >>271055
"Uh... Yeah... we are just having a huge influx of fake pieces coming, and it's really frustrating me."
>Cain puts away her small pistol, returning the hug.
"So who was that withering mess?"
| "Oh you know... Probably another thing thought up by Dahk and Runa.... Well it uses their code anyway aparently"
>She scratches her head sheepishly
"It's been following for a few hours now... Hopefuly it's learned it's lesson this time."
| >only 2 light twitches escape Cain, as Marie mentions Dahk and Runa.
"Really now? Anyway, if that thing comes back, It will learn it's last lesson."
>Cain coughs, changing the subject.
"So what /burg/ should I get?"
| Hey
| >>271216
"Hum... Hmm.... Normally i'd suggest an angry /burg/, but you seem a *litttle* hot headed right now... Let's just get a regular /burg/, maybe some icecream too!"
| "Sounds good! Let's go!"
>Cain holds one of Marie's hands, and another in her pocket, gripping her pistol.
| >As they get to the /burg/ store, they sit down and have their orders taken. Nothing *really* special is going on, except... Is that Dahk flirting with the cashier?!
"Mmm... I'm so glad to be off my diet"
| >Cain sneaks up on Dahk, giving her a simple tap on the shoulder.
"Really? And I thought you where getting plumper."
>Cain says with a sly smile.
| >Dahk freezes, slowly turning to face her
"C-cain? What are you doing here a-aren't you at work? an- and i'm not getting plump!"
>She spots marie, and gives her a betrayed look, Marie simply whistles innocently
| "I though I'd take a break. So about this tentacle monster..."
>Cain puts her hands on her hips.
"You feel like helping me deal with it? The bastard was ballsy enough to go for Marie at my gallery."
| >Dahk clenches herself, but upon hearing the rest of the sentence she calms down and looks slightly surprised
"...Oh is that all? I thought you were gonna accuse me of making it like everyone else... Erm, of course i can take care of it!"
| >Cain pokes Dahk in the chest, pouting.
"And that's why I go tough on you! You keep doing similar things and it affects your reputation!"
| "Aw... You really are sweet... Anyway time to eat! (And flirt with girls later)"
>She grabs her food rather daintily and skips
| >Cain sits next to Dahk, stealing her food.
"So do you know anything about this tentacle monster?"
>She says, still chewing on *Dahk's* food.
| "Hey those are my fries! Erm..."
>She suddenly looks quite unconfortable
"Ahem, from what i understand, there are two keys of note it has a paralyzing arphodisiac, and it likes cute girls... so uh.... It's basically a standard tentacle monster"
| "Oh! and it totally broke in and stole my panties!"
| "Shh... They are my fries now."
>Cain takes all the fries from Dahk.
"And Marie told me it was disinterested in her, so when it came to the gallery... it was going after me?"
| "I mean you are the 3rd cutest person i know... So i wouldn't be surprised if it went after you after finding out Marie was a guy or something like that..."
>Dahk sighs,
"should i buy more?
| "No, just eat less."
>Cain makes a snide remark.
"But if that thing think it can approach me like that, it has another thing coming. Lead, in it's case."
| >Dahk pouts
"Jeez, just cause i got a *little* soft recently... Anyway erm, yeah i suppose if it's after you there's nothing to worry about~ Well, unless it tries to get sneaky anyway"
| >>272349
>Cain's gaze darkens a little
"Dahk, you know that I don't like people who go after me, like that pesky neighbor."
| >>272788
"Yes yes i understand..."
>She sighs, finishing her burg and taking her soda to go
"I still got some Napalm leftover, so it shouldn't be too hard... just gotta track down the bugger"
| >>272913
"All I need you to do is to track down the bugger, I'll do the job myself. This is for Marie's sake."
>Cain Sighs, clearly, she holds Marie as her own daughter, and would stop at naught to protect her.
| (Why are you visiting a /burg/ store inside of a thread that's already a location?)
| (Just a small divergence.)
| (Ok)
| (Just assuming a timeskip here, and back to the Actual gallery)
>Dahk comes in with.... Dahk rather peacefully all things considered, it seems neither one is particularily keen on pissing off cain (though they probably already did) They keep a stern grip on eachother, for reasons
| "Both of you, with me."
>Cain un-expectantly shows up behind them, clutching a duffle bag. Seems like she took care of that tentacle thing, with extreme prejudice, looking at how empty the duffle bag is.
>Cain leads both Dahks to an office, in the private area of the gallery.
| "Uhm........ ok"
>They say in almost unison, proceeding to give eachother dirty looks
| >Cain closes the door behind her, and takes a seat at the desk in the office. She places a handgun on the desk.
"So one of you is fake. That's fact. So either one of you turns back before I do irreversible damage to both of you."
| "Bu- but what will you do to the fake?!"
>One of the Dahks says
| "Depends on how fast the fake admits their mistake. The amount of time you take now to lie to me, will be multiplied in suffering."
>Cain crosses her hands.
"Oh, and feel free to sit down. the chairs might be one of the only things not to kill you."
| >With both of the dahks sweating, one of them finally reveals their true form as a not so subtle if seemingly apologetic pantygurl, with tentacles, of course. She bows at Cain's feet multiple times
"Pleaseforgivemepleaseforgiveme"
| >Cain picks up the handgun... And unloads it, clearing the chamber.
"She's all yours Dahk."
| "...Wait you're not gonna kill her? well in that case..."
>Dahk picks up the pantygurl and struts out, beginning a lecture
"No more shapeshifting into other people, it's rude... unless you really want to get on cain's bad side and..."
| "...and be formed in to a drying machine with a thousand razors? Is that what you where going to say?"
>Cain finishes Dahks sentence.
| "...yeah that,"
>The other girl whimpwrs quietly as she is taken out of the gallery
| >>274207
>Cain turns around and head back to her office.
>"Too harsh Cain! Ugh, I need to ease up on people."
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