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Ash's face grew red as Ultramax just told that girl about his association and identified the target as friendly. "NO! NO! NO! Bad robot! You are not supposed to divulge this highly secret and fun stuff to a girl! How did you get in the secret cl-" Then Ultramax spoke like some female from an advertisement, "You've been infected! How!? You are a robot, but you sound like a girl! They who are known for having that contagion!" Ash feel down to his knees as he threw both of his hands to the sky, "No! You blew it up! Damn you! Damn you all to Hell! ... I was hoping for manly adventures with explosions, and chainsaws, and maybe like dinosaur robots! And exploding dinosaur robots who have chainsaw wielding clowns on them! But noooooo!" Ash stated with a huff. He grumbled a bit as he got into the Van proper, "Co-ordinated are set. I need to ride..." He stated with a clearly dissatisfied tone.
As soon as Mika made her announcement Ripper took out two incredibly large laser pistols as he aimed that Mika, "Time to kill chummer!" The Reptilian partner held his right claw up, as the robe sleeve fell down revealing his black scales. "See Ripper, this is why we do not talk out loud. Probably a Corporate Agent if they sent the news that fast." He lowered his hand as he sniffed the area around him. "Whether or not our primary mission must be aborted. Though onl-" There was a faint beep.
The Reptilian retracted his right hand deeper into his robe as it looked like he was doing something, as the cloth around him was moving. Ripper kept the two rifles focused on Mika. "Corporate Agent or bystander lets kill it!" Ripper scowled at Mika, "Lets just kill the brat."

The Reptilian creature extended his right arm back out as he glanced at Ripper. "Now what money would that get us? Pointless bloodshed, I have something far more important, due to your failure. If you wish to deal with it, I will not stop you, however if you are a professional you know what to do." The Reptilian simply focused his eyes on Mika, "... Do not think that this will be forgotten." And with that the Reptilian tried to flee.

Ripper paused for a moment before glaring at Mika, "I always enjoyed the more action part of the assignments. So I'm just going to kill you here brat!" And with that Ripper fired two quick shots with his laser pistols at Mika.
Not really. Any that you'd recommend?
... I am the Drug Master here you know. The Kingpin of it, so to speak! So trying that... Will not work. Uh as for the others, they are probably here somewhere.
Ash threw both of his hands up in the air, "DONE! Okay, it is set up to head out... Guys! Are you re-" Ash turned his head around as he noticed someone new individual, near the Killbot. Ash blinked as he paused for a moment. Waaaait... It can't be! Ash pointed his metallic hand at Melissa, "GWAH! MY Censors indicate that the person is infected with the Cooties Contagion! Ultramax! Shoot it! Purge it with fire! NO GIRLS ALLOWED! THIS IS AN EXCLUSIVE SECRET AWESOME FUN CLUB, AND THE ONE RULE THAT MUST BE FOLLOWED, STATES NO GIRLS ALLOWED!" he howled out. He clenched his metallic hand as he shook his head, "No, no, no, no, no, this can't be happening! Many theories state that if you apply enough pressure upon the epidermis to activate the neurological pathway which allows you to sense the outside stimulus... You may determine whether or not you are in REM!" Ash quickly pinched himself, "Ow... OH NO! This is not just a bad dream, there really is an individual who contains the cootie contagion near us! WE NEED TO QUARANTINE THE SOURCE!"
Was it from X3 Terran Conflict?
As soon as Serenity entered the less than spacious thrift shop, she would be barraged by heavy scents of incense, which were coming from the large rack of candles near some sort of altar that was constructed near the front. The crimson altar had a terminal for transaction purposes, below the the top of it there was a dim red glow. The altar itself appeared to be constructed out of all sorts of used and scrapped mechanical parts. Behind the altar there was a vast collection of assorted scrolls, parchments, and a variety of maps all written in various alien languages. She would also notice the various products available, there was a Groddic Wishing Paw, dangling as part of a cheap necklace, alongside other assorted body parts, some that were embalmed and others that were not. Near the opening door there were a vast selection of post-cards. Just to the side of that, there was a large collection of canned goods from Nostrop Oil, to various spices, and many, many nameless containers. Further down there was a large drum that was reconverted into storage for something, from the drum emerged a faint clicking as a large black tentacle rose from the oil drum. A figure took a large metal rod as he smacked the tentacle with it, as it returned from whence it came.

The figure wore a dark red cloak that was covered in glowing runes. He was also wearing a light grey body suit. He peered at Serenity with his dark green cybernetic implanted eyes. His skin was a light amber, and had a large tendril going from the back of his head. He manuevered the tendril and waved it at Serenity. He opened his mouth, as it went fully agape, splitting apart the lower jaw bones, and making it extend all the way out as his flesh warped to become much more tighter around his face. He hissed out, "Welcome to my humble shop. May I interest you in some products?" He quickly returned his jaw back into position, as he moved his tendril and kept it hanging down, moving it from the left and right to a bit.
Great now we are going to catch the 'Cootie' Contagion...

At least use your biological germ warfare on the enemy, not us.

Also welcome aboard! Ash will be keeping an eye on you, lest you spread the virus!
In a world such as the Matrix, there must be some verisimilitude so the humans believe it is real.
(Ie. verisimilitude = the appearance of being real)

Now then where is the nearest virtual tavern to get some coded ale?
See. Those kids didn't listen to Hiraku, they fought when employees were still there...
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