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The distant sound of conflict continued to resonate somewhere just off from where the group was gathered. 

[COLOR=2E8B57]“Fuck”[/color] sighed Rachel as she continued to struggle with the situation. 

Maybe this guy was right and they did need to get the fuck out of New Brazil. Shit, she hadn’t even thought about the ramifications of what was happening. She knew the whole city was covered in surveillance, there was no way they weren’t all being watched from at least four different angles right now even. There would be no going back to normal life - not right now anyway. Even if she did somehow manage to slip away and hold up somewhere it wouldn’t exactly but a walk in the park to stay hidden without having to live like one of those old-world tinfoil hat wearing fuckers. 

Plus it was starting to sound like this ‘event’ whatever the fuck it was, was beginning to spread and create chaos throughout New Brazil. What if there were more explosions and more freakos out there and this was just the beginning?

A sudden burning desire to throw away everything that up until now had been her life blazed in her mind. To walk up to the precipice and take a leap. 

As Grunge outlined the beginnings of a plan she continued to actually consider it. [i]Yeah[/i], she could join them on a semi-suicidal heist and hit the water stores and then flee into the neutral zone like some anarchist-criminal – [i]why the fuck not?[/i] She glanced over at High Boy and was struck with another sudden prang. The prang of wanting to join him and indulge in one of the many little party treats she had in her bag. But being that buzzed and actually having to do shit? Nah, she’d hold off… for now anyway she resolved to hold off until a more appropriate time. 

[COLOR=2E8B57]“Fuck it. I’m in”[/color] she stated flatly. 

As she again began to search through the belongings of the nearby security corpses. A few moments later she found what she was after and somewhat awkwardly inserted the datastrip into the cuffs which a moment later disengaged and dropped to the ground. 

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The trip to the water stores actually went pretty uneventfully. Some small talk in which they each introduced themselves, she’d made sure to leave out her last name, after all who knew how popular she’d be if they realised she was related to one of big Cartelli dynasties.
As they travelled it became clear that things were turning into full scale riots throughout the city, but specifically it was getting worse as they reached their destination. 

[i]‘This is fucking crazy…’[/i]

It looked like almost half of New Brazil had decided that the Water Stores was the place to be. 

They stood gazing out amongst the crowded chaos and everything felt pretty fucking surreal. 

[color=0054a6]“Any Ideas?”[/color] asked Johnny. 

She raised her eyebrows and bit down on a sarcastic comment as she watched the fighting before them. After a few moments of observation it became clear that the huge swarm of rioters were all forcing their ways into the front of the place. 

[COLOR=2E8B57]“Shit, there any side entrances we could slip into?”[/color] she asked. [COLOR=2E8B57]“Looks like they’ve got their hands full dealing with this lot…”[/color] 

She gazed out over the angry and swarming crowd and a prang of sadness hit her. Look at all these stupid bastards, a writhing mass of humanity that were here because they wanted water. She was sure it wouldn’t be too long before the corpo skull crackers turned up to deal with them – and then things would get real ugly real fast. 

[COLOR=2E8B57]“Whatever we do we should do it sooner rather than later…”[/color] she added as she continued to gaze out at the crowd.

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