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(Cont) >Sora glances at Chisa and Yukiko "O-oh, you can start right now! >Getting to work on more orders, she offhandly mumumbles to herself "...Has anyone actually paid tonight?"
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"This should cover Asher, Me, and Uni." >Jhensen slides a credstick.
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>Asher chimes in "No need to cover me, friend. Believe it or not, running two small businesses in this town is actually moderately profitable. At least, as long as the corps don't decided you're a threat" >He places a credstick of his own
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>John takes Asher's credstick, and tosses it back on to Asher's lap.
>Yukiko nods, moving over to the blown-out wall. "Great. Let's get started. Your other kimono's in the car, Chi- While you're getting it, can you bring up the >>>rest of the stuff?"
>Chisa nods as well, shotgunning her Sugar Rush and running off. She returns a minute or so later, dressed in a plain white kimono and a frock identical to Yukiko's. She's got a giant backpack on her back too, as well as a duffel bag in her hand.
Post number #325782, ID: c72ae0
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>Asher pockets the cred stick "Fine, fine, but don't come trying to say I owe you one now" >He smiles
Post number #325788, ID: c37ff6
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"You owe me nothing, Asher." > John smiles back. "Now, are you going on shift soon?"
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>The man in suit and hat finishes his piledriver and puts it down on the counter "Thanks for that, it really hits the spot."
Post number #325795, ID: c72ae0
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"yeah, need a cab ride? I'll give you my preferred rate" >He gives a wink "We can talk more about your case"
Post number #325797, ID: c37ff6
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>>325794 "I'll take the standard rate, let's go?" >John stretches his shoulders, strained by the weight of something...
Post number #325798, ID: fab168
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>>325797 "I'll stick here a bit longer, but thanks for the offer." >The man waves a little before turning back to the counter, his eyes still hidden under the rim of his hat
Post number #325800, ID: 81129f
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>You hear something of a scuffle just outside the bar- a little bit of giggling.
Post number #325802, ID: 81129f
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>What sounds like arguing can also be heard through the doors.
Post number #325803, ID: 81129f
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"Well that's just rude..."
"Listen kids, if you don't want to get hurt-"
"And that's a threat, mister!"
>The mutters continue...
Post number #325805, ID: 81129f
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>Moments, later, the doors burst open with a man covered in chrome flying through it. He leaps to his feet and pulls out an enormous nodachi which lights up as he activates the vibro-trigger...
"You slots have a death wish or something!?" >He yells to people in the entrance, who walk in, weapons drawn...
Post number #325810, ID: fab168
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>The man with the hat and suit stands up and reaches for his back before calling out "Don't know who you rascals are, but you might wanna think about the place and time, unless you are looking for a fight."
Post number #325812, ID: 81129f
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>The first to enter is a tall girl with long black hair cut at the bangs which flows down her back. It has lime-green highlights along one strand- she wears a similarly colored armband around her left arm, marked with an emblem that has G&K and some odd symbols on it.
>Aside from her tunic, she has a military style jacket wrapped around her waist, hovering just above her armored greaves. A modded, beautifully cleaned M4A1 assault rifle sits at the ready in her arms.
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>Next up is a pale-pink haired woman with bright blue eyes wearing a light blue and purple windbreaker over a white dress. One of her legs is covered in a thin black pantyhose with the letters "SAR" written across it. In her arms is a tricked out AR-15, specifically a vintage Spikes Tactical version complete with silencer and a large scope.
>She does not keep the barrel of her gun off of the street samurai's face.
Post number #325823, ID: fab168
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>>325812>>325820 >The man remains alert "... So, what's the deal with you folks? Got into some fight?"
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>Finally, a third woman enters, slightly shorter than the first two. She's wearing a night black hoodie that zips up at the front and seems to absorb light. There's a red armband around her left arm with similar markings to the first girl, and in addition to the other black colored motifs, she has white hair with red highlights, which match her eyes. She seems to have two metallic "horns" where her ears should be.
>In her hands is a heavily modified M4 with special forces mods.
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>The smol woman doesn't lower her gun but her eyes light up as if she's putting two and two together.
"Oh, I get it! You're a samurai, right? And that's a big samurai sword- uh... what's it called again...-"
"Shut up, SOPMOD," >The pink haired girl says, before turning back to the samurai,
"There are easier ways to die than by waving a toy, idiot."
Post number #325826, ID: 81129f
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>The first girl scans the crowd and then locks eyes onto Big Box Girl, who's sheepishly standing near the bar. Her attention drops for a moment.
"M16!"
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>Taking advantage of this distraction, the street samurai lunges toward the girl with his vibro-nodachi!
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>>325824 >John reaches for his hand gun, casually walking up to one of them, ignoring their threats. "You're interrupting my meeting."
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Introductory cutscene complete, it's up to y'all if you want to intervene or let stuff happen.
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>>325828>>325823 "Everyone. Guns on the ground. There's no need to fight." >John insists.
Post number #325837, ID: 772fcd
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>Seiko hits a button below the counter, as suddenly the MEDBOT's arms transform into two heavy machine guns and four turrets come from the ceiling, one in each corner. >Finally, she grabs a double-barrel shotgun from below the counter, and with a scared but stern look on her face, she prepares to have to defend Sora and her bar. "No need for violence here, anybody. Everyone will lose if it goes to that. We're all here to drink and have a good time, let's not get hasty."
>Moments later, the street samurai reels as he feels someone grab him from behind. In a flash, Big Box Girl wraps her arms around him and bends backward, slamming the samurai on the ground head first.
>He weakly lets go of the vibro-nodachi.
"Well... that takes care of that..." >She says, dusting off her hands. Behind her, SOPMOD has holstered her rifle, while the pink haired girl wipes her face.
>The green-highlight woman doesn't look very happy.
Post number #325842, ID: fab168
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>>325837 >The man looks over to the bot and goes back to sitting down "That's what I was trying to say. No need to get rash is there?"
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>An awkward silence engulfs the room.
>It lasts for a few seconds, before...
"Er... care for a drink...?" >The Big Box Girl says.
>The green highlight girl slaps her in the face.
"AGAIN! YOU HAD ME WORRIED SICK, AGAIN!"
>The two girls descend into bickering, seemingly unaware of the auto turrets, angry MEDbot, and cute loli with a shotgun. >>325837
>The girl with horns takes a seat at the bar, seemingly enamored with the medbot.
"Do you have any rootbeer?">She asks, happily.
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>The turrets that were auto-aimed on the main aggressor, which was the Samurai, now auto aimed onto Big Box Girl. >>325840 "Hey, Big Box Girl? Care to explain why we're fighting in my bar? I don't want to have to forcefully remove anybody, you've been a good patron so far." >Seiko shakily sets her own shotgun down, but the turrets remained ready to fire.
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>The pink haired girl is the only one who's still standing with her rifle in full display. It looks like she's trying to ignore both SOPMOD and the two arguing girls to her side.
>Eventually, she walks over to a wall and just stands there, watching the bar with a miserable face.
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>>325844 >John makes his way out in the commotion, waiting for Asher outside.
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>The man keeps watching the commotion, his eyes hidden under the rim of his hat
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>Chisa and Yukiko have been working diligently on cleaning up and just setting up the basic infrastructure needed for a nightclub while all this has been going on, though a very heavily modified Godwyn-De'az Bolter has somehow found its way over to their part of the bar.
>Big Box Girl turns, her face sheepish. Before she can say anything, the other girl steps in front of her and bows. She speaks with a much lighter voice than Big Box Girl's thicker accent.
"I'm really sorry about all this. There seems to be... a misunderstanding."
Post number #325861, ID: 772fcd
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>Seiko lets out a shaky sigh, before hitting the button under the counter once more, retracting the turrets. "Listen. I don't care what you do with him, but this bar is here for people to have a good time. They generally have a harder time doing so when guns are being waved around. We don't call the cops here, none of our patrons want them. Instead, we let trouble sort itself out. So, I say...one thank you for sorting it, and one screw you for bringing it, which evens itself out."
"Huh? I thought he was with you...?" >The woman says, looking down at the groggy street samurai, who was starting to recover.
"He mentioned that he had 'business' in this bar and we should stay out... hence the fight."
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"N-no, I have never seen him before in my life...wonder what he wanted." >Seiko glances at the guy worriedly, but she shakes it off. "Anyway! Now that you're all in here, and the guns are all mostly put away, welcome to Sora and Seiko's Secret Spring! Would anybody like a drink? One Hassy Root Beer for Horns Girl, anybody else have an order?" >Seiko finally returns to her happy state. "And if you all don't mind, could you please handcuff the guy to the metal bar on the right wall?"
Post number #325868, ID: 772fcd
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>She pulls out a pair of comically-decorated fuzzy pink handcuffs from below the bar with a smile, glancing at Sora. "We'll make sure he's out by the time we want to use them again." >She then turns to get one root beer for the first girl who ordered."
>Yukiko had made her way over to Sora and Seiko, quiet as a wish- she seems to be good at this whole 'getting around without being noticed' thing. Her original intent seems to have been to ask about something, but she reaches for the cuffs.
"I'll do the honors, if you don't mind."
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>>325853 >Seiko also glances at Yukiko and Chisa. "Are you guys good?! Want anything else to drink?!" >She smiles and sighs. "Jeez, this place will give me a heart attack someday, but I love it! Almost as much as I love Sora!"
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>>325870 >Seiko hands the cuffs to Yukiko with a smile. "Thank you, so so much, for helping out with everything. If you need anything, let me know okay? I got you."
"Don't mention it." >Yukiko drags the samurai to the metal bar and cuffs him to them. She then turns to Seiko.
"Actually, I could use a cup of Karmotrine. Just, ah, raw Karmotrine, if you please."
Post number #325898, ID: 772fcd
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>Seiko lets out a nervous chuckle. "Sure. One round for the gun-girls, and pure Karma for my current favorite helper." >She hands the root beer to Horn Girl and starts making the other drinks. "So, what brings you all in here, and why are you carrying assault weaponry on you, if you don't mind me asking?"
"We're, uh, kind of gunsmiths by trade and- wait." >Yukiko properly catches up to what's been happening. She eyes M16A1's group suspiciously.
"...There's more of you?"
Post number #325927, ID: 540cf2
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>The man with the hat simply sighs "Could I get Brandy? Or anything close to it you have."
Post number #325955, ID: f44d21
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>A young catboomer wanders in, dressed like she just lost a fight with a glowstick factory. Her clothing is torn in places, splashed with neon colors, and covered in crude glitter vandalism. Color waves cycle through her fishnet stockings. >Her arms and tail are covered in cheap plastic bracelets. They click together when she props herself up to the bar. "Bartender, I'm too girly today. Give me your manliest drink! The manliest man drink that ever manned!"
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Lmao great theme !!!
>The one eyed woman raises a glass to toast you and clinks it against the (clearly younger) girl's own glass. The younger's expression is mostly emotionless but thankful.
"Just a job. And for our protection." >The younger woman says, sipping her drink.
>Meanwhile, the horned girl appears to be savoring her root beer as her large, red eyes take in the surroundings.
>Near the back, the pink haired girl has holstered her rifle but stares at the bar, arms crossed.
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>The green highlights woman sighs.
"AR15, come join us."
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"Er, i t-think we have some OffBrandy..." >Sora mumbles to herself going to the back and coming back with a large unlabled brown bottle "A-as for a manly drink... i don't really know much about being manly... uhm... Maybe just a gutpunch loaded with Karmotrine will do?""
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>>325978 >The man nods "That'll be fine, thank you." >He takes out a pack of cigarette "Mind if I smoke?"
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>>325978 "You don't get a lot of men at this bar? Well... good. And Gut Punch sounds manly to me so why not?" >She puffs herself up and strikes her belly. "Hit me in the gut!"
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>A small girl enters the bar, grumbling something about the police and cup ramen, she looks like a small Oni child, complete with a cute shoulder length hairdo and a little hat... >She's wearing a GCPD uniform that looks a bit too big for her
"Five identical twin sisters >>>is technically still five sisters...">Yukiko shrugs, heading over to the counter to wait for the Karmotrine.
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>The small Oni also heads for the counter after looking at the girls in the back and puffing her cheeks "I'll have a sugar rush!"
Post number #326337, ID: 3dd730
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>>325849 >Asher follows behind shortly
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>>326125 >The neon cat boomer turns her head to the oni and blinks. "No fraggin waaaay... I know you! From somewhere. Definitely! Recognize me? Huh? It's Yss!"
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>>326346 "Huh?" >The Oni suddenly jerks up before looking at Yss "A shady girl talked to me!" >She seems scared a bit >Anyone who knew her could recognize Sgt.Chanka of the GCPD
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>in walks a teen wearing a Kira *Miki* shirt, flipping through his phone as he walks in. He takes a seat at the bar counter and looks around for anybody familiar, before spotting the oni girl. "Ah, hey, uh... Chanka, was it?" >he waves lightly before turning to the bartender duo "Can I get something non-alcoholic, please?"
Post number #326368, ID: ef9cc5
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>>326365 "W-Who are you!" >She gets something from her pocket, it's some kind of machine with a ring... it's a personal alarm
Post number #326371, ID: 72e007
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>The man with the hat turns to the people talking, before shrugging and returning to his drink >He pockets his smokes, seeing as no answer came
Post number #326372, ID: 3d2199
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>>326368 "Ah, don't worry, I just ran into you here once a while back, thought it was a neat coincidence to see you here again. Name was Kieran, if you can remember me"
Post number #326376, ID: f44d21
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>>326364 "Heyheyhey relax! I'm just saying hi. Pretty sure you could take me if something did happen... I HAVE seen you... it's gonna be in my brain all day."
Post number #326379, ID: ef9cc5
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>>326372 "O-Oh, well that explains it all! I guess I leave a nice impression!" >She pockets her alarm before laughing nervously
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>>326376 "H-Have you?" >The girl seems uncertain
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>The boy laughs "well, it's nice to see a friendly face. You GCPD don't all have the best reputation these days, but you're one of the good ones as far as I'm concerned."
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>>326384 "O-Of course, I am a reasonable adult after-all!" >She puffs her small chest, what a Chanka thing to do "I-I did get angry at management today and my mom had to come pick me up though... so I may be a bad girl..." >She seems dejected
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>>326381 "You reeeally don't recognize me? Ugh, maybe we haven't..." >Her eyes widen. "Are you a clone?? That is soooo wiz!"
>Chisa, having come over to the bartenders with the intent of, again, asking them something, notices Chanka.
"Oh, hello again!" >She gives the tiny lieutenant an equally tiny wave.
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>Kieran notices Chisa as well "Oh, hey, no fish this time?"
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>>326395 "It's the fish lady!" >She perks up at that "How is the fishie! he was cute"
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"And tasty looking" >Chanka starts drooling at the thought of the big fish, slowly roasted for her to eat
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>>326394 >A silver haired courier walks up behind the neon catboomer and wraps her arms around her in a hug. "Hey"
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>>326410 >The boomer squeals with delight She hops out of her seat to kiss the courier. "Asuuun! I can't believe it!" >She moves to an open table. "You want a manly drink? They've got Punch Guts!" >She playfully fakes a series of punches at Asun's abdomen before she sits down.
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>>326420 "T-That lady is weird..." >Chanka says in a low voice before going back to her Sugar rush with smile "Sugary goodness... Truly an Adult drink!"
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>>326396 "None, really, I'm afraid..."
"Is my name just going to be 'fish lady' now?" >Chisa looks disappointed, but lends Chanka a headpat anyway.
Post number #326428, ID: 9b9669
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>>326425 "Ehehe-!" >Chanka smiles while being patted
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>>326420 > Asun moves to the table Yss picked and sits on it, smiling. >She shrugs "Maybe" >She looks at the boomer's outfit "You have fun?"
Post number #326434, ID: f44d21
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>>326422 >Yss talks in a stage whisper: "Asun, she thinks I'm weird. Bur little does she know..." >She tilts her head with an evil grin "I AM weird!"
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>>326434 >Chanka seems to have heard you! "I KNEW IT, SHE'S A WEIRD PERSON" >She seems scared and on the verge of tears, trying to get her alarm again "Mommy, told me to report those people to authorities!" >She suddenly stops and starts sweating "B-But i'm an authority!"
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>>326429 "Uh huh." >She tugs at her shirt. "You like it? I was going for a 'nuclear accident' look but the colors were so wiz I got carried away... What are you doing here?"
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>>326436 "Hey! I'm not THAT kind of weird! Being different is not a crime."
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>>326442 "Y-Y-You can tell that to the law!" >Chanka is coming closer, she doesnt look intimidating standing at about 140cm "Pwease dont eat me and come with me peacefully?" >She says as she comes closer
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>>326445 >Yss throws up her arms. "Look! I'm unarmed. I can't hurt you and... Why would I eat you?? You're not the kind of person I can eat." >She slyly glances at Asun.
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"JOHN? ASHER?!"
> A familiar-looking suited woman enters the bar. She breathes heavily as though in distress and panic. Her left arm looks visibly bleeding and she is holding it steady with her right hand.
"—Are they.. where are they—.."
> She walks several steps inside before collapsing to the floor. Blood drips from where she is.
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>>326445>>326450 >Asun can't help but grin at Yss's comment, but suppresses that as she addresses the tiny GCPD officer. "Hey now... You shouldn't try to arrest people here."
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>>326452 "Another one!" >Chanka screams in surprise
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>>326454 >Yss gestures at the bleeding woman. "She's not weird, she's hurt! That lady needs your help, officer! Don't you know first aid?"
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>>326464 "Ri-RIGHT, See I know first aid, i'm Mature!" >Chanka steps up to the woman
Post number #326467, ID: fab168
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"—C-curses. I—.."
> The woman looks up to Chanka, but soon fall near unconscious again. The wound in her arm doesn't seem to stop spewing blood.
Post number #326468, ID: 9b9669
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"Are you okay lady?" >She pulls out a pack of bandage from her small satchel "This, goes here..." >She tries to patch up the Arm
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>Yss turns to Asun. "There must be something we can do for her."
Post number #326474, ID: fab168
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>>326468 > The woman doesn't answer, her only response was her warm, heavy breathing. One close look at her arm can show a visible deep wound, and the blood that gushes from it.
Post number #326475, ID: 479013
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>Chisa has returned to the working area with Yukiko.
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>The boy jumps up out of his seat and rushes over to the woman "Oh god, what the hell?! Does anybody know who she was looking for? John? Asher?! If you're here this chick needs you!"
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>>326464 >Asun sighs and quickly walks over to the bleeding woman. She kneels down and starts treating the wound. btw our other thread got moved to /d if we want to continue it there
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>The boy pulls his AR visor up from around his neck onto his face, attempting to get a basic analysis of the wound "Oh god, please don't be cyberzombies, please don't be cyberzombies!"
Post number #326481, ID: fab168
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>>326479 > Thankfully not; instead, the wound shows a clear sign of the arm being straightly pierced — perhaps due to a gunshot?
Post number #326482, ID: bdb322
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>>326477 >John and Asher have already left, having slunked out during the commotion of the holdup.
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>The boy breathes a sigh of relief "Not zombies, looks like a gunshot, or maybe a knife? I'm not super experienced in these things..." >He sits on the ground next to the small officer "Anything I can do to help?"
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>>326481 >Chanka pulls out several Shots and starts dressing the wound before taking aim "I-I'll use a stimpak-okay?" >She slaps her own cheeks before taking aim and using the Shot
Post number #326490, ID: 9b9669
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>>326487 "ju-Just let me work! I'll get her up" >Chanka seems erratic, but her hands seem practiced as she performs first aid
Post number #326492, ID: fab168
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> The woman flinches as her wounds are treated. She quickly regains consciousness for a brief time, able to open her eyes — one of them, the one on the left, glows a faint white.
"I-I.. did I make it? Are they here—"
> She kept an erratic pace of breathing. The wound has thankfully reduced its output of blood, albeit not at all completely dry.
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>The kid relaxes a little at seeing the woman awaken "Sorry, lady. your friends seem to have left already. What the hell happened to you?"
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>>326492 >Chanka breaths a sigh of relief "I-I did it, I didn't miss it this time.." >She says while brushing away her sweat "Who were you looking for anyway?" >She asks after shaking her head
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>>326478 thx, I will >>326492 >Yss tries to reassure the woman: "You're safe. You're in a bar where everyone's weird! Wait that came out wrong."
Post number #326504, ID: fab168
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> As she calms herself, the woman was able to take in a less shaken voice.
"T-thank y.. you."
> She gulps a heavy breath before attempting to move her other hand to support her sitting weight.
"Someone—.. someone shot me. Is he following me still?"
Post number #326505, ID: 3d2199
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"oh, oh god, are we in danger?" >The boy reaches into his jacket pocket and grabs onto a knife, visibly shaking "what did they look like?"
Post number #326507, ID: 6ef528
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"Hooded, masked, augmented."
> She kept the description short and brief, not wanting to waste away her already-unstable awareness.
"I—I have taken care of him, but he may follow."
> She scans around the bar, finding a number of new patrons but not those she expects to see.
Post number #326509, ID: 9b9669
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>>326507 "T-That doesnt tell us much!" >The little Oni Chanka, suddenly grabs her phone, and then shows off her badge "I'm GCPD, you're fine now!" >She smiles widely
Post number #326511, ID: fab168
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> She beams a weak smile at the prescence of the badge — all before she faints once again, showing very little energy left in her.
Post number #326514, ID: 9b9669
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>Chanka turns to the bartenders "Any place she could rest? I'll keep watch on her" >All hint of her childish demeanor is gone, she seems very serious now
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>Seiko FINALLY returns from her two day long nap (was camping, had no service, sorry guys ;-;) and looks out at the scene of Chanka, a bleeding girl, and everything else. "W-whoa~?!..." >She takes a second to observe it all. "Y-yeah, here, bring her in the back, we've got a couch in our break room for when we're pulling all-nighters." >She runs around the counter and goes over to the girl. "My name is Seiko, me and my girlfriend own this bar. You'll be safe here, okay?"
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>>330269 >Chanka brings the woman along, struggling to hold her well due to the sheer difference in their size >She heads for the room but soon leaves the Bartender to bring the girl along "I-I need to report this, so I'll be right back?" >She says
Post number #330530, ID: bae5d7
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>>330307 "Chanka, we already said we don't call the cops here last time you were here. Please don't report this. We can help her ourself." >Seiko yelled out: "MEDBOT! GET IN THE BREAK ROOM!" >MEDBOT wheels its way over to Seiko and picks the wounded girl up itself. "MEDBOT is a trained professional at organic and synthetic medical practices. It can fix her up and get her back on her feet in a day or two. It's just a bullet wound, Chanka, we've seen them before. Don't report this."
Post number #330587, ID: a4e77c
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>>330530 "This isnt about helping her, miss, this is about her assailant" >Chanka says with a serious tone "I wont report the bar or call the cops, but I need to signal the assailant" >She grabs a small pink cellphone and opens it up, fumbling around the keys "Grrrrr..."
Post number #330893, ID: f44d21
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>>330269 >Yss's ears perk up. She kicks her feet. "'Girlfriend?' Sora, how long have you two been together?"
Post number #330963, ID: 3a4eae
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>>330893 >Sora blushes intensely "A-a year?"
Post number #331354, ID: f44d21
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>>330963 >Yss rests her chin in her hands. "Don't be shy... You two must be serious."
Post number #331438, ID: 479013
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>Yukiko heads over to the counter again, drumming her fingers on the table.
"We've got the basic infrastructure down, I think."
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>>331438 "a-already!?" >Sora flusters "Well, What would you like then? All that hard work meritd a free drink i thinks!"
Post number #332596, ID: bae5d7
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"W-we ARE serious! I'll tell the story when I am done saving a girl's life!" >Seiko turns back to the group for a split second before going into the break room and clearing off their levitating coffee table before lifting it up so that MEDBOT can work. "Alright buddy, do your stuff. Initiate emergency medical protocol!" >"INITIATING EMERGENCY MEDICAL PROCEDURE SUBROUTINE" >Beams of light came from MEDBOT's eyes and his hands turned into surgical tools prepped for bullet removal.
Post number #332602, ID: bae5d7
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>Seiko sat down on the breakroom couch as she watched MEDBOT work. "As we do not have her here to consent to either treatment or sedation, we are going to act in the patients best interest and sedate first. MEDBOT, sedate the patient."
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>Sora glances at Chisa and Yukiko
"O-oh, you can start right now!
>Getting to work on more orders, she offhandly mumumbles to herself
"...Has anyone actually paid tonight?"