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(Setting) Motor District, shopping zone
| > Fox ran over rooftops, staying out of sight from all. Even if he was the one who let the safehouse protocol go into action, he never let anyone know what he looked like to keep anonymity certain. He looked over a strip mall with guards from a gang not a part of the truce. Thoughts zoomed through his processors, trying to find a way through
| > Fox inhales deeply, his left hand gripping a Browning Hi-power tucked into his new leather jacket. The Furies gang made it special, armored, just for the bot who managed some semblance of a truce for at least a week. The thought of taking any life was enough to make his primal functions throw up their warning prompts. If everything went perfect, then nobody would get hurt. Life, especially in Glitch City, was ever so simple.
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>Or so one is allowed to believe when their lives are blessed with purpose. Unfortunately, just as true perfection is impossible, life was about to get a lot more complicated.
>In the shadows, men and women wearing black cloaks ran, climbed, and prepared for an attack. The golden suns on their cloaks shimmering in the neon lights of the Motor District, the Saviors arrived.
| >On the rooftops, Fox would be able to see the same cultists that he once spied when observing CN, N3 and Marston being chased by, gathering in groups and setting up with long-ranged weaponry to gain vantage points down on the ground. He would also be able to see a caravan of blacked out SUV's driving through the Motor District, towards the Lilim safehouse and the Motor Gangs!
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| > Fox saw the cultists. Same symbols as before. Probably just as violent as before too. He grabbed his pistol tightly and inhaled deeply. Even with the jacket and some new subroutines for combat, there was no way that he could even dare to fight large groups alone. But the long distance shooters? That, he could fight against. He figured that he should at least make sure that all knew what was happening. Fox set off a distress beacon back to the 99th St Garage, where his party was.
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| > The enactment of the Lilim Liferaft protocol ensured that the whole district was on localized lockdown. Gang patrols zoomed up and down the streets, keeping their own turf safe from anyone who wasn't cleared to wall the streets. Lilim had clear passage from other districts, but anything else was forbidden.
> All were on edge, those who stayed out of the gangs way. They kept in their buildings, anything to keep themselves safe at hand. Only the revving of motors was certain tonite