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(Setting) Warehouse
| >A red convertible drives up and parks about a block away from the meeting point. A blonde in a white long coat climbs out, her eyes covered by a pair of cool future shades that are totally not a reference to the Matrix.
| >A tall, young man wearing a navy blue winter coat approaches. He carries a laptop case and a cyberdeck on his back. He is flanked by a blonde with blue tips and a purple haired lilim.
"Yo! I'm CN, and I brought the others. The last of my crew should be here shortly."
| >the sounds of small rockets come from above.
>An armored super hero begins to come down bits of electricity spark around her as she comes down. Her panties on top of her cat eared helmet and the neon blue of her mask seems to be turned off
"Hey, guys."
>she waves as she lands.
| "Hey BP. Well that's our four. N-not sure about the late arrival though."
| "So, CN, Black panties and.."
>He looked at the purple haired lilim and the blonde woman
"Doesn't matter, everyone looks up to my expectations, at least the armor suit makes me feel safer already.. So are we going to wait for late entry? Like I mentioned they are your responsibility"
| >He put away the bottle as he spoke and turned now to them, taking a close look to each one after he was done
| "Hmm... I suppose let's wait a bit for them. In the meantime we can just talk a bit about the job some more. I'm not gonna ask what artifacts we're moving but I assumed they're carefully packaged already yes? Also what's are destination? Just so I can start planning alternative routes and such in advance."
| "They have been personally packaged and secured by me, we're heading uptown and I'm telling you the specific location once we depart"
>He looked around as he finished talking
"I Don't trust any place where I've been for more than an hour"
| "Hmm... okay. I'm satisfied with that I suppose. I guess let's wait for the hour and then let's go. Anyone else want to ask something?"
| >The blonde shakes her head.
"Let's get 'er done."
| >..Footsteps.
| >In the direction of where the convertible had come in from, there's footsteps. They're very dainty and light. A small girl steps out of the shadows.. She doesn't look to be any older than sixteen.
"I'm not going to ask,"
>She smoothes out her pleated skirt.
"Because it looks like I'm not wrong. I'd rather not waste any more of your time, so shall we all head out now?"
| >Black Panties puts her thumb up.
"Ready to go any time I guess. So long as this isn't something like human trafficking or something."
| >He shrugs
"Ready and willing."
>He turns towards the gurl
"Uh, what's your name by the way?"
| >She returns the gesture but doesn't reply, instead focusing on the man's question.
"Call me Blues, thank you."
| "Blues got it. Welp let's get this show on the roll then."
| >Blues gives you an especially weird look when you say roll.
| "So"
>J.C clasped his hands together
"First of all I can assure all of you that this is not human trafficking like I heard one of you saying"
>He looked at Black Panties when saying that
"In fact, the plan I had in mind icluded having one or two of you going with the merchandise in case of the worse. One or two following from a distance and one on the front driving, or co-piloting as I drive."
| "However if anyone has a better plan I'm all ears, you're the professionals I'm hiring after all"
| >BP looks back, the low glow from her light shining off the fabric of the spider silk black panties on her head.
"I can scout ahead from the buildings. I would certainly hope not, not much use for it either with the lilims that can provide the same service legally. It'd be a poor business decision."
| "BP I think if he was doing something illegal like that we would had noticed right away."
>CN nervously chuckles
"Either way, that plan sounds fine, I can go in following group behind the truck, I'm not that good in a frontal confrontation, and I can provide support better from there. We can have someone from my crew in the truck so we can communicate easily. How's that sound?"
>He turns back to the blonde and purple-haired lilim
| "I'm just saying..."
| "I am NOT delivering anything illegal in here, all the artifacts brought here have been legally approved to be moved into the city"
| "BP please stop agitating the client..."
>CN shakes his head
| >BP holds her hands up and taps the air
"Alright, alright. Just wanted to make sure. I work to stop crime after all."
| >BP sighs
"Reputation to keep ya know?"
| "I understand but... eh, whatever. As long as the matter is settled."
| "Aaaaannywaaaays," >Mercury says, striding up to the driver's side.
"Ah'm driving!"
| >BP looks around
"S-so I'm scouting on the buildings?"
| "I suppose so. Then if Merc is driving the truck, then Mombot will drive with me since I need to focus on my tech. What are you gonna do Blues?"
| >BP then shoots two lines from her arms and starts flying up the near by building
| >Blues snapped up attentively, drawing herself away from some clunky looking bracelet that she wore on both wrists. Messing with it had effectively kept her busy during the entire discussion.
"I'll be with the goods, cap'n."
| "Alright so two with the truck, two in the car, and last one up high. That good with you J.C.?"
| "That sounds perfect"
>He said while throwing a key for Blues to catch
"This is for the padlock on the back of the truck, everyone get in position and I will give the exact address to the driver girl as soon as we are out of the warehouse"
>J.C walked to the truck, getting up on the passenger seat
| >She snatches up the keys and shakes it around in her grasp. It jingles noisily, but she exits wordlessly, taking a different route from everyone else to unlock the back.
| "Sweet, let's go Mombot."
>CN states simply as he jogs back to the car and steps inside the passenger seat and pulls out his deck.
| >The back of the truck is filled mostly with a big collection of paintings perfectly lined and tied, a group of boxes tagged as "trinkets" and a golden Astrolabe out of place.
>J.C took his prescription bottle to eat up a pair of pills real quick
| >Nym nods to CN and follows him back to the car where they slip into the driver's seat.
| >With use of the key, the padlock gives way. Blues climbs aboard and surveys the interior and it's contents before securing the door from the inside.
| "God I really hope we just have a simple, relaxing job for once..."
>CN types away as he accesses his personal comms.
/This is Tower. Let's me know if you hear any issues with the TCC. I've been doing some maintenance on it's range./
| "Agreed. It'd be nice for something to go well for once."
>Nym starts up the car and waits for the other vehicle to begin moving.
| >J.C looks at the blonde driver
"When You're ready"
| "Nyoom, nyoooom," >Responds Mercury, as she immediately kicks the truck into gear and speeds off, the wheels squealing on the pavement!
| >J.C Grabs on the door pull, nerveous from the sudden speed
"F-For the place you have to turn left after 8 blocks, right after two and then all forward until I see the place.."
| >The truck squeals as Mercury pulls the E-break and starts pumping the accelerator, pulling it into a powerslide! It manages to slide all eight blocks and makes a wide curve to the left, just barely missing a bus full of disabled elderly man children from the local adult daycare!
| >Mercury deftly turns on the radio, switches it to a techno station, and starts blasting EUROBEAT https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ba-8A3mOIio
| /M-Merc I know the client said the stuff was secure but do keep in mind the cargo *is* fragile nonetheless./
| >Nym just groans loudly and speeds off to follow after Mercury. While not nearly as reckless, the lilim drives fast enough to keep pace with the drifting truck.
| >J.C is grippint for his sweet life on the door pull, his eyes closed shut and praying quietly
"Lord if he's not going to kill me this woman's driving will..
| >As the music reaches a crescendo, Mercury pulls a hard right, narrowly steering the truck between a random tree and an armored car! She steps on the accelerator and blazes down the last path!
| /Why do I even bother having an air of professionalism... then again I guess any chances of that was ruin we decided to call ourselves the DynamoFucks.../
| /Who's idea was that anyways...!?/
>Nym lets out another loud groan before accelerating the car into a drift around the corner to follow the truck.
| /Don't look at me. I think it was Fox? Man it has been awhile since we've tacked on that name./
| /Really? Ah thought it was Fae... then again, ah haven't seen either of them in months, it feels like.../ >Mercury says through the TCC as she speeds down the final stretch of road.
"Ey chummer, where's the drop off?"
| /Yea... hopefully they pop back around soon. I want us all to celebrate Mega Christmas together. We should probably ask what the kids would want.../
| >The contents of the boxes in the back had drop out because of the sharp turns, from rusty swords to gold telescopes scattered around
>J.C had his eyes still shut in gear
"The blue stop sign!! Please!!"
| In fear*
| /Yea Merc I see it on the street cam. 3 blocks ahead on your right./
| >Mercury mercifully eases off the accelerator and brings the truck to a soft stop.
| >J.C desperatly rolls down his window and sticks out his head to breath "fresh" air
"This is not a race.. I'm paying you to keep me safe not to kill me!!"
| /I swear am I the only one who wants to get played here?/
| /I mean I'm just giving the money to everyone else so. But still that was so.... I couldn't even follow it. Can we please not do that kind of thing again?/
-BP
| >Nym parks the car behind the truck.
/Agreed. Let's not make this any harder than it needs to be, please./
| /Don't even want to imagine how it was for Blues in the back./
| >Mercury stretches as she exits the truck!
"Damn that felt good."
| >J.C shakily took out his bottle and gulped down some more pills, trying to relax himself
"The place.. Is a few meters ahead, the gate next to the pawn shop.."
| >CN steps out of the car
"Merc... wh- you know what? Nevermind."
>He turns to J.C.
"Should we unload the stuff now then?"
| >An above look would reveal the gate leads to a closed alley, with at least two men, one carrying two suitcases and the other leaning against a black sports car
| "Yeah just ring the bell next of the gates, someone should open.."
>He took a big breath and stopped out of the truck
| Stopped*
| Stepped*
| "Alright. Merc want to come with me before you accidently make our client OD on his meds?"
| >CN gives Merc a somewhat indescribable look before walking over to the gate and ringing the bell."
| >Nym exits the car and stands on guard.
| >A man in a black suit and sunglasses comes from the turn towards the pair from the other side of the the gate.
"Names"
>J.C gets out of the truck after a pair of minutes.
| "I'm CN and this is Mercury. We're security transport for J.C. over there."
>He points his thumb behind him towards his client.
| >J.C arrives to them and locks eyes with the suited man, after a few second this one pulls a little control from his pocket and points it to the gate, wich begins to open slowly
| "Now, help me carry the artifacts inside, I know this wasn't part of the deal but.. it'll compensate the reckless driving, assuming it didn't broke anything back there"
| "Sure thing man."
>CN starts heading back to the truck to start unloading the artifacts.
| >All the boxes on the back were turned, spilling almost every artiffact around the truck showing how most of them were made of gold
>The paintings, surprisingly were still tied together with no noticeable damage
| "God Merc, I swear, sometimes you got the devil's own luck."
>CN steps into the truck and organizes the artifacts a bit to better carry them, and starts bringing some of the cargo inside.
| >Mercury whistles as she pulls out boxes of stuff.
| >J.C walks inside to speak with a second man dressed with a Blue T-shirt and black jeans as they load the objects near of them.
"Jerry! my man! I knew you were a man of your word, what about the paintings? You promised me paintings!"
>J.C looks back to them then back at the young man
"They're here, do not worry for that, what about the money?"
| >The young man jogs to the back of the sport car and takes up two silver briefcases, then hands one to J.C
"Serious-face insisted I should have hid them before your arrival, but he doesn't know you as well as I do!"
>J.C opens the one he received and checked the contents inside
| "The other half for when I get my paintings, you don't see 19th Century art everyday after all"
| >CN have brought the first set of boxes and hearing the conversation, decides to bring one of the paintings next.
| "They will be bringing your paintings, don't worry.."
>J.C looks back at them every few secomnds, there is discomfort on his face, the young man just kept talking without caring the lack of response
"Did you had any problem at customs? Did they bought the fake authentication thing?"
| "I wouldn't be here otherwise would I.."
>The young man laughs out slapping J.C on the upper arm
"You madman Jerry, that almost deserves a discount, what ya think?"
"No discounts, let's get this done with already"
| >There's a loud thump in the back of the vehicle. Blues climbs out of a space she's crammed herself into thanks to her small stature. She looks miraculously unharmed despite the rough driving before they reached their destination.
| "Y-You okay there Blues?"
>He looks worried as he climbs out of the truck with one of the paintings.
| "Acceptable. Couldn't stop anything from falling, however, so that's a fault on my part."
>She rolls up to a full stand and hops over to edge of the truck, avoiding where CN is stepping.
"So we're at the destination despite the driver?"
| "What about these clowns helping you? Do I have to pay for them too?"
>J.C takes a deep breath annoyed by the young man's big mouth
"They're my responsibility, focus on the money would you?"
"Whoa someone's all serious all of sudden, what happened to fun Jerry?"
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"Yup, We're just bringing the stuff inside now. Start with the paintings, since apparently that's what he wants to see first."
>He starts walking back inside with the first painting.
| >J.C turns around and signs CN to hand him the painting
| "Aye aye, cap'n."
>She mock salutes and then proceeds with performing the task, hefting up a sizable painting with little difficulty.
| >He brings the painting over to J.C.
| "Thanks.."
>He turned back to the buyer presenting the painting, this one was of what seems to be the perspective in the eye of a storm
"10 originals, I almost die getting you these so you could show at least a little of professionalism.."
>The buyer was about to speak up but decided to stay quiet, passing the last briefcase to J.C
| >As soon as J.C. has the painting, CN goes back to finish moving all the boxes and paintings.
| >Blues follows suit, presenting her own painting to JC before returning to the truck to unload more.
| >After all the artifacts are unloaded J.C looks around and them and then at the buyer, holding both briefcases
"Your truck is parked outside, pleasure making business with you.."
>The buyer turns away his glaze, ignoring J.C, who simply walks out of the enclosure expecting the team to follow him
| >CN simply shrugs and follows J.C. out, the job seemingly out.
| (*seemingly done)
| >Blues trails behind him.
| >J.C Walks to the truck placing both briefcases on the passanger seat, he opened them and began moving bucks from one to another
"I don't think there's anything more suspicious than a rent truck going at 200Mph on a lone district.."
| "But again, if anyone was after me they problably never had the chance to catch up, or the balls to try and stop this hellish driver.."
>He took the bottle out of his suit pocket, after seeing it empty he trhew it away and kept moving cash
| threw*
| "I do not approve how you people make things work, but a result is a result"
>He finished moving cash and closed both briefcases, holding up the one with the less cash for anyone up to take it
"I'm guessing 300Kz will be enough for 5 people"
| "Fine by me. Pleasure doing business with you."
>CN holds his hand out to take the briefcase.
| >He gives out the briefcase
"Pleasure doing business with you, besides the constant fear of dying on a crash"
| "Yea uh... we usually have someone else be our getaway driver but in any case a job done is a job done. We'll just split our shares and be on our way."
| /Alright I guess I'm going to get out of here./
>BP flies over head southward
| >Blues stops next to the both of them, sensing that the whole deal has wrapped up.
| /Thanks for the help BP./
>CN walks over to the hood of the car and starts splitting it.
"So 300k divided 4 is... 75k..."
>He gives Blues her share and closes the briefcase
"We'll split our thirds when we get back in the safe house. Just feels safer that way."
| "We all shall be in our ways, don't follow, and don't call me back, if I ever need your services again I will make the call"
>That being said J.C walked away, turning at the corner not to be seen again
| >CN shrugs
"Welp time to go home I guess. I know exactly want I'm gonna use this money."
>CN steps into the passenger seat, but then quickly yells out.
"I'm calling driver seat for Mombot."
| >Without a word, Nym quickly jumps into the driver's seat.
"Let's head home. Maybe with this payout, we can start planning some Mega Christmas festivities for the kids."
| >Blues accepts, stashing the funds away for now. She goes ahead on her own path, notably also without a vehicle this time.
| >Mercury sulks as she gets into the back seat.
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| >"The address is at [Redacted] with [Redacted] in Westport in the old warehouse with the red "F & T" logo, I'll be there in person and expect only the promised amount of people". This was the message delivered to CN and "late entry" on the jobs' board
>Effectively at the location stands a short man on his 30s leaning against a rent truck, he is wearing a dark gray suit and taking white pills from a prescription bottle.