Like an angel from the heavens, some higher power had heard the young boy's prayers. Though, that higher power must have had a sick sense of humour. The call of 'Yo, kid!' had turned his attention to his saviour: a slimy grease ball who had the brazen audacity to instantly ask for the largest cash reward. Beggars couldn't be choosers, though. He needed any help he could get. He could work with someone completely in it for the money. Having someone cash-brain was decidedly easier to handle than certain rivals. Before he could open his mouth to accept the newcomer and give him his thanks, an odd woman approached.

Well, less approach and more charge directly into his personal space and almost launch the young boy onto his ass. In some bizarre form of gymnastics, his entire body leaned back over the chair with only a single leg in the air to act as his counter balance. When the proverbial dust settled and the young boy could stand upright again, he was hit by her sudden introduction. Another weird one. More heroic than Michael, that was certain. When she gave a Roman salute, the young boy's cheeks turned a rosy pink as he let out a cough, averting his eyes from Da-Xia. Eye contact was something that the boy would have trouble with, at least for the first meeting.

[color=a187be]"Well-"[/color] The boy said before being interrupted by the hyena-like laughter of a certain woman watching. He coughed in an attempt to compose himself. [color=a187be]"I certainly can use the help from both of you. This was originally supposed to be a five man job, but uh. The four others who originally signed up for my contract... Not available anymore. 'Nyways, name's Hyun-jin. You could call me a researcher first and foremost. I can fill you in on the specifics of the job later, but the basics of it are that the pay's twenty five thousand credits and we're entering the [sub]night [sub]city gate[/sub][/sub] to do something important."[/color]

The basics were both enticing and dangerous. 25000 credits was a considerable amount of money. To put it in perspective, a single credit about equal to about $100. D.S. didn't ever let divers cash out for that much, but it was a substantial for one's debt and equipment. The debt for an AEGIS and basic Cross Gear was about 100,000 credits, and a diver could make usually about 2000 on a good week. Offering 12.5x that for a single job was unheard of for divers that still had enter the Diver Services office.

But with reward came risk. Colloquially called the Night City gate, it was one of the most dangerous gates nearby. In the past five years, 50% of outsider invasions nearby came from this gate. It took the form of a city's nightscape and held some of the most dangerous outsiders known. On a scale from 1 to 10 in terms of difficulty, it was probably an 8.

Of course, these thoughts were interrupted by the sudden (and unbalanced) entrance of a pervert getting slammed through the already-open front door, flying (more like running backwards in an attempt to catch himself) into the clerk's corner. While divers were effectively nerfed outside of the gates and weakened by the barriers that protected the cities, they were still genetic and augmented freaks that could bench more than any natty body builder. Before the perverted diver could even reply with "why I oughtta", the large investigator appeared between Erika and the lecher. He gave a silent sign to the lecher to stay there. The lecher gave a frightened nod as the colour on his face drained. 

Then, he walked up to Erika. His face displayed no rage, disappointment, or joy. Rather, an amiable, emotionless smile that somehow made things worse was shown to the woman.

[color=6ecff6]"While defending oneself in dire straits is certainly an allowed action, it only allows for necessary action in order to protect oneself or others. Please familiarize yourself with the full guidelines set out for divers."[/color] He warned her, then produced a small paper handbook from his breast pocket and handed it to her.

Well, he was an official employee of Diver Services, after all.

After that, he walked back to the lech. Picking him up by the shoulders, the lech was placed onto his feet, only for an arm to be wrapped around his shoulders as he was walked off into the backrooms of Diver Services. His fate, for the time being, was unknown. What was certain was that he wasn't going to get off with just receiving the guidelines.

Again, Hyun-jin coughed to break the mood's room.

[color=a187be]"A-anyways, you guys still in?"[/color]