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Without being able to properly listen to his surroundings, Nathan continued to yell at the top of his lungs towards anyone who could help him. While he personally believed that he was yelling in a voice that would considered to be normal, anyone else nearby would hear him screaming like an absolute lunatic. This should promptly alert the corporate forces to confiscate him for his lunacy-like behavior, however they would luckily be picked up by people more akin to him.

The first person to arrive that Nathan saw was a well-toned man with pink-and-white hair. He only saw him just as he turned around, where he saw him approaching him cautiously while being low to the ground. Overjoyed, he crouched as he began pointing to the fallen member.

"Oh thank god you're here!" Nathan expressed desperately in a louder than normal tone, "My comrade here is trapped under the rubble and~!"

Suddenly, Atkin would feel something push him aside as he nearly found himself tumbling down a small pile of debris. He was quickly able to catch his balance, but nonetheless he felt fairly shaken up by the encounter. He didn't hear him coming from behind him at all. In fact, he couldn't hear what the man said afterwards outside of a blurred noise resembling speech, almost as if he was hearing from underwater.

"HEY!" Nathan shouted back defensively as he hopped back onto his feet, "There was no need for~!"

Thankfully Nathan would cease his spastic yelling as he saw both men assisting his fallen comrade. He didn't need to hear to see what was going on and how absolutely torturous it was for his fallen friend. Quickly he too began to comfort the fallen man as he began muttering for him to keep going.

"C'mon man, you're going to be alright." Nathan encouraged hopefully as he tried to help with pushing away the statue, but to no avail. It was too heavy for even the three of them to lift. Tears glistened in his comrade's eyes in a heart wrenching gaze that would sadden even the most pitiful of bastards. Nathan truthfully had not seen his face before but the fact that he was one of his own was enough to move his resolve in getting him out alive.

However the more they tried, the worse the circumstance became. Even Nathan's own eyes began to tear up in despair. Suddenly, his comrade would look to him and speak in a desperate tone. Nathan's head got closer to him in an attempt to listen close at what he has to say. Yet he would be presented with both his bracelet and a package of some kind.

What Nathan would hear next would be vital for the safety of the materials presented to him. While he couldn't hear exactly all that he said, he would catch three phrases in his speech:

"...๐™ต๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐™ผ๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—..."


"...๐™ท๐™ฟ๐™ต๐™ถ ..."

Nathan's brain quickly began to engrave them into his physique; being the only three phrases his ears would relay. They would begin to playback in his mind over and over again, making sure that he gets the idea. Yet it would be enough knowledge for him to understand what he wanted him to do. He grasped the fallen man's hand as he began to stare into his hazy eyes, growing more lifeless by the second. More tears streamed down his own as he watched him leave the physical world and into the afterlife.,,

"I..." Nathan croaked as he sniffled in place, "I won't let you down... I swear by it."

With that he finally lets his partner go and grabs ahold of both items. Glancing over the bracelet first, Nathan read the writing that was engraved into it. It would only show the name:

"Isaiah Relgo".

Nathan went through his memory in order to dig up anything revolving around that name. Yet his conscious was too busy playing back those three words he heard as they quickly constructed a mission goal that he could understand:

"Deliver the Package to Free Mountain.
Bring it to the fallen comrade's brutha.
It will help against the HPFG."

As long as he keeps to that goal, he should have no problem in accomplishing it. And luckily for him, he knew just where to go. Free Mountain is not a literal mountain of the free. Rather it is the largest MLI enclave found right in the middle of the neutral zone. If he can deliver the package there, then his job will be done.

But to accomplish this, he must first get himself out of HERE.

Nathan glanced up to the dark-skinned man who barked something in a rushed tone. No doubt he wanted to get out of here as much as they did. Tucking the package in between his arms, he quickly began to follow Johnny, hoping he had figured a way to get out of here. While he did so, he would finally notice another person that happened to be around them - a tall pale woman with colorful hair and sported a few tattoos on her body. She would to ask something to the rest of the group, which Nathan interpreted as something among the lines of "What the fuck is going on?".

That's when Nathan prematurely spoke his mind regarding his current predicament.

"Free Mountain..." he spoke in a semi-dazed state, not realizing that he was speaking aloud, "I must get to Free Mountain."

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๐™ถ๐š˜๐š๐š๐šŠ ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ.

๐š†๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š• ๐š๐šŠ๐šœ๐š™๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐™ธ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š’๐šŠ๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐šข, ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š˜๐š— ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šข ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐š˜๐š˜๐š› ๐š–๐šŠ๐š— ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š’๐šŽ๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š™๐š˜๐šŒ๐š”๐šŽ๐š๐šœ. ๐š๐šŽ๐š–๐š˜๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐šข ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š๐š๐šž๐š• ๐š˜๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐š˜-๐š๐š˜๐š•๐š•๐šŠ๐š›๐šœ, ๐šŠ ๐š„๐š‚๐™ฑ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š-๐šœ๐š˜๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š™๐š‘๐š˜๐š๐š˜. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š˜๐š— ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐š— ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š’๐š ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š–๐šŽ๐š, ๐™น๐š˜๐š‘๐š—๐š—๐šข ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š” ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŽ๐š–๐š˜๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šž๐š›๐š’๐š๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŒ๐šŽ๐šœ. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š—๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š, ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š ๐š›๐šŠ๐š™ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š™๐šŽ๐š˜๐š™๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š™๐š•๐šŠ๐šฃ๐šŠ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š. ๐™ฝ๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šข๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐™น๐š˜๐š‘๐š—๐š—๐šข ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šž๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŠ๐š๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŠ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šข, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข'๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ ๐š›๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š˜๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š›๐šž๐š—๐š—๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šž๐š›๐š’๐š๐šข ๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š, ๐š—๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐šž๐š‹๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ๐š– ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šข๐š—๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐šŠ๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐š• ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š™๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š.

"๐™ท๐šŽ๐šข ๐š•๐š’๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š— ๐šž๐š™, ๐š’๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šข ๐š ๐šŽ'๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›. ๐š†๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š›๐šŠ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š‘๐š’๐šŒ๐š•๐šŽ ๐š•๐š˜๐šŒ๐š”๐šž๐š™ ๐š‹๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šข ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š›๐šข๐š ๐šŠ๐šข. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š ๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฝ๐šŽ๐šž๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š• ๐š‰๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ, ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ๐š๐šž๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š’๐š— ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š™๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŽ." ๐š†๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š™ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š”๐š—๐šŽ๐š  ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐šž๐š›๐šŸ๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šก๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐š› '๐š–๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘' ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŒ๐š•๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐šœ๐š.


๐š‚๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š—๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š˜๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š‹๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐š’๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š‹๐šŸ๐š’๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š™๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐š™๐šŽ๐š˜๐š™๐š•๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š˜๐š‹ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š‘๐šž๐š๐šŽ. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—'๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š• ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š›๐šž๐šŒ๐š”๐šž๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š, ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐šข๐š ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š™ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š›๐šŠ๐š— ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šŒ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š™๐š’๐š, ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šœ๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šŠ๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šž๐š›๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข๐šœ ๐š’๐š—. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š™ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šž๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐š’๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š•๐šœ ๐š›๐š˜๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐šŒ๐š”๐š™๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š›๐š™๐šœ ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›.

"๐™ฐ๐š—๐šข ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ?" ๐™น๐š˜๐š‘๐š—๐š—๐šข ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š™ ๐š˜๐š ๐šž๐š•๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ.

"๐™ณ๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š , ๐š๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ."

๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐š๐š’๐š—๐šž๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š•๐š’๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š™๐š’๐š ๐š๐šข๐š•๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š‹๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š— ๐šŠ๐š‹๐š˜๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š”๐š—๐šŽ๐š  ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šข. ๐™ท๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š“๐š˜๐š‹ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š'๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ๐š— ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š–๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š›๐šŽ๐š•๐šŠ๐šก ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š’๐š ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šข ๐š™๐šž๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š‹๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ๐š›๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŠ๐š›๐šข ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ. "๐™ถ๐š˜๐š˜๐š, ๐š๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š๐š›๐šข ๐šŠ๐š—๐šข๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐šž๐š—๐š—๐šข ๐š˜๐š› ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š™๐šŠ๐š•." ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š” ๐š˜๐š๐š, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š™ ๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š˜๐š— ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š™๐šž๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐š ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šž๐š›๐š’๐š๐šข ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š”๐šŽ๐š™๐š ๐šŠ๐š— ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š’๐š›๐šข ๐š–๐šŠ๐š—. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š๐š’๐š๐š—'๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š•๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š– ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š™๐šŠ๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š”๐šŽ๐š™๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š’๐š— ๐šœ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐šœ. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š™ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š๐šŽ๐š  ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š-๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š˜๐š› ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š๐šœ, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŒ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ ๐š™๐šŠ๐š๐š‘ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š’๐š— ๐š‘๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š™๐šŽ๐š˜๐š™๐š•๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š™๐šž๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–๐šœ๐šŽ๐š•๐šŸ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ๐š–, ๐šข๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐š›๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š˜๐š— ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐š•๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ๐š–๐šœ - ๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐š’๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š.

๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š™๐š‘๐šŠ ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐šœ๐š‘ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐šŠ ๐š–๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŠ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š. "แ•ผแ—ฉแ—ฏ แ•ผแ—ฉแ—ฏ แ•ผแ—ฉแ—ฏ! แ‘•แ’ชEแ—ฉแ–‡แ–ดแ—ฉแ’ชแ’ชแ”• Iแ”• แ–ดแ–‡EE แ‘ญแ’ชแ—ฉแ‘•E แ–ดOแ–‡ แ—ฐแ‘ŒTแ—ฉแ‘ŽTแ”•, แ—ฏE GO Tแ•ผEแ–‡E แ‘ŽOแ—ฏ Tแ•ผแ–‡Oแ‘ŒGแ•ผ แ”•Eแ—ฏEแ–‡แ”•." ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐šž๐š•๐š˜ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šข ๐šŽ๐šก๐š’๐š, ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐šข๐š™๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐šข ๐š’๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š˜๐šž๐š๐šœ๐š”๐š’๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐™ฒ๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐š’ ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š ๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ? "แ—ฏE แ–ดแ–‡EE แ—ฐOแ–‡E แ—ฐแ‘ŒTแ—ฉแ‘ŽTแ”• แ–ดแ–‡Oแ—ฐ Tแ•ผE แ—ฏแ—ฉTEแ–‡ แ•ผOแ‘Œแ”•E แ‘ŽOแ—ฏ, แ—ฐOแฏE แ—ฉแ”•Iแ—ชE แ”•แ‘ซแ‘ŒIแ”•แ•ผ-Gแ’ชแ‘ŒG." ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š, ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š’๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐š’๐š๐šŠ๐š‹๐š•๐šข ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐šœ.

๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š’๐šœ, ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐šž๐š•๐š˜ ๐š“๐š˜๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–?
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Of course, in the middle of Addisonโ€™s metaphysical stupor, she fell down a fucking hole.

A 15 foot drop into a sewer system, quiet, cool, and fucking dark. She landed safely but she still felt like shit, and yet it was far quieter down there. Addie managed to get onto her feet, but she couldnโ€™t quite see well in the darkness, and the noise from above underground wasnโ€™t filtering through the manhole in a pleasant way, so she elected to get to walking down the dark alley of a sewer complex. The whole time she couldnโ€™t see shit, and the strange feeling in her hands and bones and...atoms? Seemed to not be there either.

Addison tried to wrap her bloodied head around the situation, she could figure out why someone would bomb a societal shithole like Takari. It could be mutants or bandits, theyโ€™re too stupid to ride a bike, and two deformed too. MLI...Sunrunners, who the fuck knows, whatever. She just needed to get some place safe that didnโ€™t have people burning alive and getting shot seas around here. Maybe she could find a way out of these sewers if she wandered through the pitch blackness enough.

โ€œHello?โ€ She thought she heard something.
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To free more mutants? Tilting his skull to the side in confusion, Paulo stepped aside as commanded, as several questions began bouncing around within him.

Why did Cartelli have slaves? How long had that been a thing? How had they covered it up? How did these mutants get freed in the first place? If they were free then someone was most definitely dead. That wasn't concerning but where had they come from?

What... was he doing? No doubt his family heard about the explosion in the square. There would be panic and questions. Had his panic switch been triggered? Before he even realized it, Paulo had pressed a few command keys into the small console on his suit, and a distorted voice recited to him:

"Employee Nฬทamอกeฬถ-- ฬตPฬงaฬดulo MiอŸeอ˜relesฬข
Current District-- Uา‰nkฬ•nowฬงnฬจ
Vital Signs-- Blood Pressure, zอœฬฑeฬกฬฉฬžฬฉฬ rฬ›ฬ ฬŸฬฅฬซoฬค.
Heart rate, zeฬ rอ˜oอŽฬฎฬ˜ฬ .
Oxygen Saturation, zeฬ–rออ“อ–ฬอ–ฬฒอˆoอฬžอ…อ…ฬบ.
Last recorded vital signs indicate possible demise of service employee. Assistance request sent. MEDICAL ETA Uา‰nkฬ•nowฬงnฬจ. Dispatcher Notified. Notification-- UNREAD.
Please move to the nearest safety pod if possible, otherwise, remain in place until MEDICAL can locate you.
GoอกอŸoฬธฬถdา‰ฬทฬข อœฬขฬ›bฬกอ ฬถyอ ฬขeฬง."

As the drone of static within the helmet began again, Paulo looked down, then began his awkward shuffle after the mutants, scooping up a piece of something odd on the floor. This would be his example. "สœแด‡ส-- *BUBL* Hey! I *GURGLE* Help you," Paulo said, catching up to them, with his object in his non-leaking hand. As demonstration, he placed his leaking hand onto the sewer thing, then watched somewhat in awe as it violently deteriorated, sizzling and popping-- as if it had been made of sand, ready to crumble.

Paulo stopped to look down at his hand again.
The hole.
The acid.

The sound was soft but he knew the noises in the darkened tunnels well. Without waiting for confirmation if he could join the mutants, he told them, "I *blub* come back. Close the top *gurgle*." as he turned and shuffled back the way they'd came. He had left the manhole cover open which was wildly irresponsible and could also be a problem for these freedom fighters later.

And then he heard a voice from the darkness.

Paulo slowed, then came to a halt.
He was behind her-- some distance away but he could see her clearly enough.
Preceded by the noise a water-cooler makes, he answered her back, as cheerfully as he could, "Hello."
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Mason rifled and picked and poured over the pocket of poor Isaiah Relgo. He's too high at the moment to fully understand that he's digging through the pockets of a dead man. He's barely cooled and Mason figured maybe he has something that can be useful. You never really know. He'd seen holo-vids in the past, some guy important to the plot dies. And no one thinks to check the guys pockets, until sometime later when someone asks, Where's the special video card? and the answer is always, Oh shit! It's in Pappy's pocket...we left it on his dead body! Sure this is no holo-vid, but hey he figured it'd be interesting. He'd never looted someone before. And those times some joy seeker hadn't paid him after a good hard lay don't count. That's just making sure you get your fair price. Trav told him that. Mason continues to loot pulling out some blood stained neo-bucks, he's loath at first to pocket those. He shakes them out, trying to get rid of some of the blood. He then takes a shaky breath, folds them into a wad and stuff it into an inner pocket. The Fuck...why is this guy carrying a USB around. And damn he didn't bring his portable lappy with him like he does sometimes, he'd be able to check the thing or something like that. But well into the pocket that goes. With a soft sigh he takes the picture in hand. Lucidity coming to him as he looks at it, "Fuck son..." He whispers.

After abit he pockets the picture, then looks up at everyone, "Well then...water stores it is. We better get moving." He nods dusting himself off as he stands up.

As he gets to his feet Mason suddenly takes in a deep breath. It's not quite a voice, but a feeling and a inner...sound? Or inner musical note. Four of them actually. Mason bends over slightly hands on his knees, and it's like everything for the little man slows. He can hear it...four...voices...awarenesses...aspects of being. He can hear them...feel them. He tips his head up and can see them! Four...great...big beautiful, fucking incredible beings! One speaks as time seems to stand still for Mason, "Will you look at this little piece of shit here? Look at him brothers. Seriously just look. This one. Of all of the people on this fucking trash pit of a planet, and he's the one." A second speaks, "Gotta admit the guys got a huge set of balls to be the one." A third, "Look at this...you little cuck. What the actually fuck, like a huge set of cajones on you, you little piece of sewer scum. To think our brother would choose you." And finally the fourth, "Alright alright! So he's not the first choice! Fuck you three and the turd ponies you all rode in on. For fuck sakes it is my choice to make and I choose this little turd burgler." The fourth being looks down on Mason, "Don't fuck this up kid. You've got my eye on you. Use my gift." To Mason it's like the song of the universe for abit, a real existential moment. It wasn't actually awarenesses, but like forces, making noises he could understand. It's sure as hell not the Yellow he shot up earlier.

Time restarts. Mason gasps. Straightens up, and with something like a thrum Gravity around him for about ten meters...TWANGS, between seconds it goes from too little, too to much then right back to normal as if nothing happened within a span of moments.

Mason stands there looking about him, "What the fuck..." Is all he can say, he then starts walking, "Water Stores...right...I'm going." He's seen them before. Best he can do is go there right now. And try to figure out what the hell just happened as he goes. It's all he can think of at the moment. What the hell just happened with Gravity and those water stores. Just go go go! It's all he can do right now, because he feels if he doesn't things are going to go insane!
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๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š™๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š”๐š—๐šŽ๐š  ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š–๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐šœ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐šŒ๐š›๐š’๐šœ๐š’๐šœ, ๐š‘๐š˜๐š  ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š™๐š’๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š–๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š› ๐š๐šž๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ. "แ‘•Oแ—ฐE แ•ผEแ’ชแ‘ญ แ—ทแ’ชแ‘Œแ—ท Gแ’ชแ‘ŒG" ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š™๐š‘๐šŠ ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š’๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š•๐šž๐š๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐š—๐š—๐šŽ๐š• ๐šž๐š—๐š๐š’๐š• ๐šŠ ๐š—๐š˜๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š™๐š’๐š ๐š–๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐š‹๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐šœ๐š•๐š˜๐š  ๐š–๐š˜๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š  ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐šข ๐š˜๐š› ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ๐šœ "๐šˆ๐šž๐š–๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐šœ". ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—'๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šž๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š—๐š˜ ๐šš๐šž๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐šŽ๐š• ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š–๐šข๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐š˜๐šž๐šœ ๐š–๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š”๐šข, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š™๐šž๐š›๐š™๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š™๐šž๐š›๐š™๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ. ๐™ธ๐š—๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š” ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š›, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐š•๐š™๐š‘๐šŠ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š˜๐š๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šœ๐š’๐šก ๐š˜๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š˜๐š  - ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š’๐š—๐š“๐šž๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š•๐š•.

๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š™ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘, ๐š’๐š ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š— ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž'๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š’๐š— ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐™ฐ๐š๐š๐š’๐šŽ. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š•๐š™๐š‘๐šŠ ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šš๐šž๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šข ๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘, ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐šž๐š—๐š๐š’๐š›๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š—๐š’๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š•๐š’๐š–๐š‹๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š›. ๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šž๐š›๐š’๐š๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŒ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š›๐š’๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š’๐š ๐š’๐š—, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š›๐š›๐šข ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š‹๐šž๐š•๐š” ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” - ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šž๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐šž๐š™ ๐š’๐š—. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š™๐š•๐š’๐š ๐šž๐š™, ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š™๐šž๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐š‹๐šŠ๐š๐šœ. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—'๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐š—๐šŽ๐š, ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐š–๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šœ๐šš๐šž๐šŠ๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šข๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š”. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐š•๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š›๐š’๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š—, ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜ ๐š”๐š—๐šŽ๐š  ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ?

๐™ผ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ, ๐š˜๐šž๐š๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ผ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š—๐šŠ๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š™ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š’๐š'๐šœ ๐š–๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š ๐š™๐š˜๐š˜๐š› ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š˜๐š— (๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š—๐š˜๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐š— ๐š˜๐š— ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š›๐šœ) ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŒ๐šž๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐™ป๐šข๐š—๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐šŠ๐š— ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐šœ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š™๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐šŠ๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š™๐šž๐šœ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐š˜๐š—, ๐šŒ๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š™๐šŠ๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šŠ๐šข ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š”๐šŽ๐š™๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›. ๐™ธ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š๐š’๐š๐š—'๐š ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐š™, ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•, ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐šข๐šœ ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š”๐šŽ๐š ๐šŠ๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐šข๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‹๐š˜๐šœ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š—๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š˜๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š’๐šœ๐šŒ๐šž๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐š. ๐š†๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š™๐š˜๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ๐š ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐š‘๐š’๐š– ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š”, ๐šŠ ๐š–๐šŠ๐š— ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š›๐š’๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐šž๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐š’๐š› ๐šŠ๐š๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—. ๐™ท๐š’๐šœ ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š— ๐šŠ ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š ๐šŠ๐šข.
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Calixta seemed to be moving ahead on autopilot, never seeming to stop as muscle memory guided her to the club in. At least, that's where she thought she had been heading. Unfortunately, because she was operating without any cognitive focus she instead found herself outside of one of the water warehouses that littered New Brazil. When she finally stopped, and realized it, she took notice of the throng of people surrounding the outside of the building, screaming and protesting to be let inside. The explosion had rattled more than the windows of the blast radius as it shook the people to their cores. The need for more water than their usual rations were overriding their basic instincts. People clamoring over one another, refusing to let up regardless of who got in the way. Regardless of who got hurt.

She witnessed a small group of armed men walking towards the side of the warehouse armed to the teeth with merc gear and weaponry. Not unlike that shit that was pulled on her, what seemed like ages ago. Cali had worked on the underside of corruption her whole life, it didn't take her long to glance at the lot of them to know that something was amiss. 'Escort and retrieve service?' With eyes focused on the mercenary group a good thirty feet in front of her, she maneuvered her way through the mass of warm bodies, making sure to keep them within her line of sight. The way they had forced another one of their own ahead of them to take on any brunt of the force of the mobs around them, stuck out in Cali's mind. 'Odd'

Though their efforts of using the man as a human meat shield was in vain, the majority of the men looked back to one in particular as if seeking guidance. Eyes glowing with a menacing hue.

Even so, she continued on her way, stalking their movements. However damaged she may have been from the blast, she was still small and nimble to squeeze through a crowd without any issues of being made as a tail. Once they broke through into the building Calixta found herself crossing the threshold as well. Looking up into the expanse of the warehouse, completely at the mercy of the mob of people that then bum rushed the entrance. Luckily, she was able to make her way out of the crowd and off to the side. Bad news is that she was now in the midst of the same group of mercs she was supposed to be looking out for.

Slipping her sheer slip back up onto her shoulders, she scanned the faces before her quickly, shifting her weight onto her organic leg - always make sure the bio-leg is at the ready, insurance and all. As she searched the men before her she couldn't help but linger a bit longer on the only one that seemed around her age; beard matted - most likely from the issue at Takari - dirt and grime coated his skin and clothes, though most fell off in his trek to this location. There was something so oddly familiar about him. Something that pulled at her neurons and subconscious. Screaming at her to remember. He's important. Somehow.

They spared her a quick once over before turning their focus back on everyone scrambling around them. A plan formulating in their leader's mind. As quickly as she could she nudged the familiar looking man, hissing under her breath, "You look oddly familiar..."

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Paulo did a double take-- he didn't want to get left behind.
"Bye!" He bubbled.

Without waiting a moment longer for a response, Paulo turned, then shuffled after the Mutants. Or... should he be saying 'Fellow Mutants'? As they went along through the tunnels, he followed the Mutants at a distance, with questions on his mind. Within him, there lie the burning desire to find a mirror of some sort. If he was gurgling, then there was definitely something new where his face had been. Then again? Perhaps it was for the best that he didn't find a mirror. Maybe it was also for the best that his suit registered him as deceased.

Wouldn't it be easier this way? Not having to confront his family in a state that-- in a lot of loud opinions-- was worse than death. To be an acid leaking gurgling man in a suit definitely implied that there was a lot of change. What would the "regular people" do with him? What would their reactions be upon seeing him? As the Alpha mutant started up the ladder, Paulo stood and waited, and then the noise picked up--

Was that gunfire?

Where were they?

Opening the wrist console on his suit, Paulo pressed a few buttons, which gave him several error messages, before he closed the stupid thing. A displeased bubblling noise left him just before it came to be his turn to climb the ladder. Whatever lay at the surface, Paulo was about a million percent sure he wasn't ready for it.
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Mason tromped along, heading for the water stores. He knew where they are generally anyway. Lots of people talked about them. They held the water fo the enclave. Just like the big gaudy painted ones in Razen's Claim held it there. Mind you Razen's Claim was well a Glitter enclave and it was always gaudy. Mason just kept moving. He'd get there. But something else is on the young man's mind, addled as it is with the tail end of the shot he gave himself earlier. What the hell was that earlier? Those four people he saw. The visions before that, with the dude and the tree and everything. Was that another vision? And what were those four people talking about exactly? It didn't make alot of sense. The fourth guy said he had given Mason a gift. Looking around and ducking as he saw a security team moving down a side path, Mason waited until they turned into another alley. He then continued on towards the stores. They weren't far in the grand scheme of things.

What is also seems to be getting Mason's goat right now is the strange things he's seeing. As he's walking along there are like these silver strings. Running through everything around him now. Even between people. And these strings run through everything and into the ground and then back up and around everything. It just doesn't make alot of sense to the young man. And it's not like they are always there. He blinks and they fade then blinks again and there they are. He could even touch them, and they made that same Twang from just after the vision of the four people. He swallows thickly again then looks up, the Water Stores up ahead. He slows his speed some looking around, not sure who else decided to come this direction. After the water stores then what? What's he doing here. The guy the dead guy said Free Mountain. But that's out in the middle of no where.

Mason feels himself start to panic. And damn is he going to let nerves get him! He digs in his pockets again, bringing out his hypo-injector. Still four more charges on the Juice that Trav had given him at the beginning of his shift. The yellow super drug gave an incredible high. And made some awesome colors swim through the air. He raises the injector to his neck, pressing it to the side of his neck and with a push of the button there is a snap and hiss. Another charge of the drug hitting his system. Mason lets out a slow sigh as he relaxes, "Now what do I do..." He says outloud looking at the Water Stores compound.
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Tsar Gatto African or European?

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

โ€œFuckโ€ 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 hadnโ€™t even thought about the ramifications of what was happening. She knew the whole city was covered in surveillance, there was no way they werenโ€™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 wouldnโ€™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 โ€˜eventโ€™ 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. Yeah, 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 โ€“ why the fuck not? 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, sheโ€™d hold offโ€ฆ for now anyway she resolved to hold off until a more appropriate time.

โ€œFuck it. Iโ€™m inโ€ 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.

The trip to the water stores actually went pretty uneventfully. Some small talk in which they each introduced themselves, sheโ€™d made sure to leave out her last name, after all who knew how popular sheโ€™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.

โ€˜This is fucking crazyโ€ฆโ€™

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.

โ€œAny Ideas?โ€ 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.

โ€œShit, there any side entrances we could slip into?โ€ she asked. โ€œLooks like theyโ€™ve got their hands full dealing with this lotโ€ฆโ€

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 wouldnโ€™t be too long before the corpo skull crackers turned up to deal with them โ€“ and then things would get real ugly real fast.

โ€œWhatever we do we should do it sooner rather than laterโ€ฆโ€ she added as she continued to gaze out at the crowd.

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