>>529002
It expended its' ammo. Look, front's blown off. Pick up the corpse and throw it over the counter, then hop over and fill him with bullets while he's in pain from having two hundred pounds of dead guy land on his arm.

He's blind firing. Just have Keisha keep firing while you flank him.

>throw the corpse
...she's a 90 pound bot, and not built to optimize strength. He's a heavy dead guy. Moving him isn't going to be fast, and we can't lob him over the counter like a pillow. Also, we're currently leaned over him, using him as cover.

>what do
>>529007 flanking might work. Not sure we have many other good options.

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)11:53 No. 529141 ID: 4652c9
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Keisha dumps bullets into the cabinet until the magazine goes dry.

"Oh, shit" she says, then rolls back behind the corner just in time as the Fantoma comes up from behind the cabinet shooting.

He fires two bullets at Keisha's hiding place, then turns the barrel on Sara.

She can't throw the body, but in Stress Mode she has the strength to pull it up quickly and shield herself with it. She opens up with another burst, but she needs to shoot around a corpse-shield now, and misses.

He fires four times and none of the bullets get through his friend's body.

The hammer on his gun strikes the pin and goes click. He's out.

Drop the body, line up the shot as fast as you can, and take that guy out.

>>529141
RUSH HIM, before he reloads! Ice this guy, toss Keisha the gun from the couch guy, and find out how close you are to running out of ammo. If you're running low, we may want to switch with the gun from the first guy you killed.

Those are some surprisingly robust cabinets.

He is going to get under cover and try to reload as fast as possible. If you can get a shot off before he goes down do it.

If not you might have to dive over the counter and hand to hand it.

>>529141
Rush him with your CHOKING HANDS.

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)12:37 No. 529171 ID: 4652c9
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The Fantoma ducks back down behind the counter to reload.

Sara throws her dead shield to the side and leaps onto the counter.

He looks up and says "Stah" and then she shoots him.

>>529171
Keishah should grab the couch guy's gun. While she does that, keep watch.

What rooms have we not cleared?

You okay, Keisha?

Loot weapons and ammo, and listen for more. You don't know if there are any.

What are you supposed to do even if you got them all? Is the building still surrounded?

>>529171
Time to sweep the rest of the apartment, then mount an assault on the Fantoma Apartment. If we maintain our position, they could just huck grenades in.

well if there are any more of this guys around here they're probably rushing here now after that little show you and the Fantomas just put on so be ready for more goons to show up. Also while it's quit reload your gun.

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)14:13 No. 529243 ID: 4652c9
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"Grab a gun," says Sara. She checks how much ammo she has left. 12 rounds. "Are you okay?"

"As okay as I can fucking be, in the circumstances." Keisha picks up the gun the man on the couch dropped. "You?"
"I'm okay."
"Girl, you just killed two people."
"Three."
"Shit."
"We can get psychoanalytical when we're out of here, Keesh. We gotta get out of the building."
"There's a fire escape across the hall in that room Sev cleared out," says Keisha. "We could climb out of there."
"The ground's probably crawling with these guys."
"Bitch I don't know," says Keisha. "Maybe we can jump across to a different building or something out there. I ain't never done anything like this. Have you?"
"I don't-"

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)14:13 No. 529244 ID: 4652c9
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"Punch it. Come on. Punch it."

"Patience." The man with the visor takes a knee. "You don't say when."
"That's a gunfight going on in there," says the Fantoma. "They have guns."
"Bit off more than you can chew."
"That's what you're for."

"And I got this." The man raises his RPG. "Fire in the hole."

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)14:13 No. 529245 ID: 4652c9
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The outside wall to the apartment explodes.


"JESUS H CHRIST," says Keisha.

>>529245
I'd say I told you so, but you really need to shoot that guy in the face before he reloads. Did any of the dead guys have grenades, smoke or fragmentation? Either would be really useful. Leaving the apartment at this point will result in getting pinned down and rocketed. Is there a fire escape?

MOVE MOVE MOVE. Get deeper in the building! Get that laptop if it's on the way! With it, we can send out a distress call.

>>529248
Wait, is the front wall the one on the outside of the building, or the one facing the corridor?

well that's a good sign to leave if I ever say one. I say move further back into the apartment complex if they have this much fire power it's probably better to put as much wall between you and them as possible.

Unless he is lit up like a christmas tree we are not getting a clean shot at this range in the middle of the night.

So grab the laptop and get out into the hallway. With the wall gone you are far to exposed here.

Just make sure you are not going to get gunned down the second you enter the hallway. Throw the door open and if it gets shot a bunch we should probably find another way.

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)15:32 No. 529296 ID: 4652c9
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"Get your computer! We gotta go now!" Sara backs up and fires out of the huge hole where her window used to be, up toward the scattering silhouettes of their attackers on a faroff rooftop.

"Computer? I ain't got no pants on!"
"Forget pants, Keesh! Run!"

Sara lunges behind the counter and lays down covering fire while Keisha sprints for her room.

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)15:32 No. 529297 ID: 4652c9
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The men on the opposite rooftop duck back away from her.

One delays a little, slinging a rocket launcher across his back.

He stands up, and Sara sees a glowing visor strapped across his eyes.

She fires up at him, and he pulls back out of sight.

Stand guard here until Keisha gets back, then we evac.

>>529297
Damn, looks like you have a heavy-hiter on yo ass.
Try to get to the ground level, dont know why but I feel as if trying to go for the roof isnt our best bet.
Do you know how to hotwire whatever passes for a car in your universe? If so, we are gonna need to do that.

head ground level seeing as how they got the rooftops covered. If you have to just run building to building trying to loose these guys, I mean these things have got to have back doors you can use to throw them off right?

Any sort of maintenance tunnels between buildings? If the streets are full of thugs there is always time for a sewer level.

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)16:14 No. 529322 ID: 4652c9
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Sara keeps firing at the rooftop until she's out of bullets.

"Keisha! My room there's a dead guy with a gun!"
"Shit. Shit!"
"Stay calm! Grab that and grab your computer and we evac!"

Sara drops her rifle, catches the gun Keisha lofts at her, and they dash out of the apartment.

Sara slams the door.

"Fuck," says Keisha. "Fuck, girl! Shit! Where do we go?"
"Where can we go? You said something about a, a fire escape?"
"In 301," says Keisha.
"Can we get a car or something?"
"Garage is at the end of the block, Sara. That means we'd have to get down 30 flights of stairs in a fantomas-ass apartment. Ain't they just surrounded this place?"
"So we get out and clamber around 30 stories up on a fire escape or get down to ground level and there's a bunch of dudes with guns." Sara leans against the door. "Cool. Great."

Fire escape's awfully exposed when you know that there's people on the rooftops with some kind of imaging equipment.

Don't forget that one of the Daft Punk robots is hunting you. I would say go through the garage.

>>529322
Hey, you know what I'm thinkin' again?
Disguises
Also ground floor is our best plan when there is a sly motherfucker out there with a fucking rocket launcher. No matter how many dudes are down there, a sniper or RPG is much more deadly. You have much less control of the situation with those types of dudes.

Find some guys, minimize bloodloss when killing them, and get the fuck out of dodge. You chocked that one guy, so you have actually ONE clean disguise if you risk going back into the room.

Still got that comm program Sev put on there? maybe you can contact him for help with the computer? I doubt he can drop in or anything personally, but he might be able to hack back into your building's security system and give you some valuable intel. Assuming your computer's wireless...

In the meantime, down doesn't sound so hot but it's your only way out short of an air evac. Unless you think you can pick a random apartment to hide in long enough for the cops to arrive.

Actually, maybe the elevator? Get in, climb up the emergency hatch on the top, and just chill up there quietly. I doubt anyone will look there.

at least you can see who is shooting at you on the ground. plus if we do go up we'll be exposed, under fire, and may or may not have anywhere else to run to. while on the ground we at least have the option to grab a set of wheels which would actually give us a chance to get the hell out of here.

Ok to start we need to at least try to get a hold of 73-6. Maybe he cant make it here fast but we need to at least let him know whats happening.

Once you do that we need to keep on the move. If you try to hide somewhere make sure it has a back way out. Finding more guns and ammo would help.

Think the cops might care about someone shooting fucking rockets into an apartment building? Ain't exactly a kid with a pocket knife holding up a minimart.

Maybe, if you contact 73-6, he can have his handlers call in a tip about something the cops do care about, whatever that is.

Since you can't go outside or to the basement, sounds like you need to just go a few floors down and hide in a closet or something. Know any empty apartments you could bust into?

Sev's hacking stuff. Is it still set up on there? Maybe we can use that. See where they are. Or how he got out. Or maybe we can tell him we're in trouble?

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)16:44 No. 529338 ID: 4652c9
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Keisha's computer is a hologram tower, not a laptop. If they want to use it they need to plug it in.

>>529326
The elevator only goes up to floor 25. If they want to get there, they'll need to move down 5 floors first.

Sara only knows of one vacant apartment they can hide in. She opens the door cautiously to 301.

They creep through the dead men's apartment. Sara peers out the fire escape window, on the other side of the building from the visored rocket man.

A thick copse of suspension cables snake their way to the building next door. That would be climbable. Terrifying but climbable.

Well the cables at least widen our options. Get that computer plugged in fast and one of you check the dead guys for loot.

Hmm. Ask if Keisha thinks she could manage that. It looks like our best option.

well it's either that or risk the ground or roof so I think we just found our exit... unless you can find something better.

Also since this room is 'safe' for now plug the computer back in and see if you can't get some help. also lock the door if you haven't already and use whatever you can to barricade it a bit as well.

I'm not sure I like the cables. You'd be climbing uphill? And wide open if anyone with a gun saw you. Not that your current situation is looking so great.

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)21:06 No. 529436 ID: 4652c9
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The kitchen is a wreck. It looks like there was an explosion in here.

Sara sets the computer up on a countertop while Keisha locks the door.

That program 73-6 put on has to be here somewhere. Shit. How did he do it. Command prompt?
There it is.

"Sev? Sev? Can you hear me?"
"wurughg. huf. monica?"
"It's Sara."
"jesus. sara? do you know what time it is right now? how are you-"
"The thing you left on the computer. The comms thing. Sev, the Fantomas got into the apartment. They blew it up."
"holy shit."
"Me and Keisha are okay but they're trying to kill us."
"holy shit. this is my fault. fuck. hold on. hold on. i need to wake people up."

Sara drums her fingers against the keyboard.
All of a sudden her knees get a little weak and she has to hold onto the table. She shivers violently and straightens out.
She thinks about how the Fantomas' adam's apple felt against her thumb, and how it felt pushing it in.
"ok." Sev's voice yanks her back to the present. "i'm back. you guys need to get here, asap. can you guys get here? we can protect you but i can't get anyone out there this late. i'll keep trying."

don't think about it for now, you need to get out, then you can cry about it when you aren't at risk f being dead.

Tell him you think you can use the cabels to get to the next building over. After that its just a matter of arranging a ride. The other routes (ground floor and roof) are bound to be full of Fantoma and you've been lucky so far but it can't hold up forever. But its dangerous and if you are spotted you'll be sitting ducks. Since you know there was a guy with a fucking rocket launcher.

>>529436
What, are they just gonna give you the address? Get the address. Then I guess we'll have to sneak down and get a car somehow. Taxi, maybe?

ask him if he knows anything about some draft punk wannabe looking guy. tell sev what he looked like and that he blow a hole in your wall.

also sev is a decent hacker right? think he could be our eyes and getting into the building's cameras or at the very least tell us how to do it to get an idea on where and how many people are after use.

Can Sev trick the police into responding to this emergency?

Where's here?

Trying to figure out how to get out of the building now. We're in the first place you hit, across the hall. Not sure if we can reach the ground floor, and the exits will probably be guarded. We might be able to climb over to the next building.

They got some guy with a purple visor and a rocket launcher.

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)22:07 No. 529452 ID: 4652c9
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"630 piedmont is where you need to go," says 73-6. "i'll meet up with you there and take you the rest of the way, but you need to get to piedmont."
"That shit is like 5 blocks away," says Keisha.
"Then we better get going." Sara slings the Fantomas gun across her back. "Sev, there's some suspension cables linking across to the garage. We're gonna try to get across on those."
"Oh, no. Fuck that," says Keisha.

"Fuck this," says Keisha. "Fuck heights, fuck cables, fuck yo boyfriend, Sara, he couldn't call a taxi?"
"Not my boyfriend and keep your voice down," whispers Sara. "Don't think of the height. Just look up and forward, Keesh."
"So I can see the rocket before it blows me up?"
"Keeesh, we gotta mooove."

Wire 2013/07/29(Mon)22:09 No. 529453 ID: 4652c9
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The cables link to the roof of a dark concrete parking garage.

Keisha joins Sara at the door, shivering violently from the cold winds and the climb. "I am too hippy for this shit," she says.
"Not our best night."
"Girl, you a goddamn warrior. We'll get through this."
"Thanks, Keesh."
"We jacking a car?"
"Jacking?"
"Like, stealing."
"That's against the law."
"Well so's blowing yo goddamn apartment up, so I think we crossed an event horizon," says Keisha. "You interface with them, I can get us inside."
"You can?"
"Gangster ex, babydoll. Come on. I'm cold as shit, I got no pants on, my feet hurt, and I ain't even been useful yet."
"We can walk."
"We can get shot, girl."
"Won't they notice a car pulling out?"
"They'll notice two half-naked girls runnin down the road even more."

>>529453
Maybe we can return the car later. Like, tell him the car will be back in the same garage in two days. Or somewhere nearby. I'm sure we can manage that somehow.

Regardless, yes. We need that car. Be careful though, there could be Fantomas around in here too.

Worry about the ethics of stealing a car later. If we leave it out in the open in a non crime ridden area it will be recovered quickly enough.

Get off the roof as fast as you can and get out of sight. Who knows if rocket visor guy is watching.

We can just park the car somewhere and the police will find and return it and she has a point, the quicker we can leave the better chance we have of leaving alive so to steal a car we go.

...you're right, we'll take a car.

You steal the fuck out of that car.

Drive it casual, like you don't care.

>>529460
Casual as Fuck.
Stone cold slow riding over here.

Unless someone removed them shouldn't there be a bunch of dead people's cars in the parking structure for this place?

Wire 2013/07/30(Tue)15:28 No. 529677 ID: 4652c9
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They find the most bulletproof-looking vehicle in the garage. True to her word, Keisha is inside in no time.
Sara fretfully leaves a note.

Keisha exhales deeply as the stolen van bumps onto the street. She drums out a rat-tat-tatting pattern on the wheel.

"We got this. We staying cool. Tinted windows."
"Keesh, there's guys," says Sara. "Oh, no."

A Fantoma leaning against the building detaches himself from his group and approaches their car. He's beckoning them over.
Keisha leans forward in her seat. Her foot nervously taps the pedal. "What do we do?"

You're facing the other way. If you just keep driving casually (don't floor it or anything, just gradually accelerate to the speed limit) he'll probably just assume you didn't see him. Which might mean taking further steps, but he doesn't look like he's about to shoot out your tires.

>>529677
Duck behind the dash and run em down. Turn a corner as fast as possible.

Can you change your voice to something male sounding and put a crazy light show on your holo projector. Then crank up the stereo and have Keisha drive your window over to the guy.

Then pretend you are a robo pimp or something and are having your girl drive you somewhere safe because you heard a exposion.

Hopefully only a few of them up top got a glance at us.

Other options are to ignore him and drive by. Or stopping and acting normal but if they try anything gunning them down and flooring it.

>>529681
Robopimp is best plan

jump in the back and tell Keisha to let her hair down and try and use it to cover her face. when the guy ask what she is doing tell her to tell him that her neighbor's kid won't stop crying and if she has to lesion to that brat for one more fucking second she's was going to kill something so she decided to take a quick drive to calm her nerves and hopefully when she comes back the kid would have finally shut the fuck up.

Hey it would explain why she's in her PJs.

...I'm going to assume there aren't too many full body robot amputees around here. So any bluffing plan can't let them see Sara, even if she puts on a different face and voice.

>>529704
They might not know she's a robot, though. I mean, consider the confusion of that first guy, and the fact that they didn't consider her a threat.

>>529677
How about instead of that we just wait for him to come over, roll down the windows, blast him in the face, and fucking pump that shit, then gun it to the designated location

I say we just keep driving, ignore him completely. The windows are tinted so it's reasonable that someone driving the van wouldn't notice the guy behind them waving.

Wire 2013/07/30(Tue)17:48 No. 529713 ID: 4652c9
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The Fantoma knocks on the window.

Keisha rolls it down.

"You can't-" says the Fantoma.

"Can't what, cracker-ass, country-listening ass, baseball cap wearin-ass, dumbass? Can't sleep, is what I can't. Yo gotdamn gorillas trompin up and down the gotdamn hallway with yo bigass boots, thinking you own the fuckin place, knockin on doors and swaggin in like you think yo shit ain't stank, and I'm tryna sleep, and I got me a third floor apartment all to myself and yo ass is hosed cuz I got people and yo ass is hosed-er if you tryna stop me from leavin, boy."

The Fantoma opens up his mouth.

"Oh don't you try and tell me bout no gotdamn operational security. I am a five foot two black girl with insomnia, nigga. There a gotdamn baby cryin next door I aint trying to have shit from, there's yo fascist ass walkin round like 'Waka Waka May We Come In And Threaten You', you went and woke my cat up, gotdamn. My boyfriend a motherfucking magistrate, I'm stayin over at his place, and maybe if you let me go right now I can talk him outta raisin high-ass hell on yo ratchet-ass little circlejerk down here but I ain't havin it from you. DIG?"

"I, uhm. You." He swallows. "Okay, just go on and don't, uh. Make any trouble. Okay?"

Okay, that worked too. Drive on, it don't mean nothin', your children love you but they don't understand.

>>529713
Puttin' on some extra swag, eh keisha? Well, lets skedaddle then
one easy drive to safety, coming up!

>>529713
Yeah, fine, whatever.

Just give him a condescending look and then drive out of there.

ok that work now lets get the hell out of here.

Wire 2013/07/30(Tue)21:23 No. 529764 ID: 4652c9
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"Yeah." Keisha steps on it. "Whatever."

As they pull away and onto Treetop, Keisha's hair is already poofing back into its customary wildness. Sara clambers out the back and sits next to Keisha. She turns around and lowers her shades, smiling an incredibly rare smile.

"You can't leash the motherfucking Keesh," she says.

Nice job Keisha. Get to the safehouse quickly but avoid speeding on the way there. Last thing we need is to get pulled over in a stolen van.

Sara you keep a eye out the back if you can for anything odd. While you probably are ok for now that rocket guy was not your everyday thug.

Awesome job, Keesh! We're not out of here yet, though. Keep an eye out.

Right, Keisha keeps driving and pay attention to that. Don't go too fast or do anything attention grabbing- they probably still have people on the roofs somewhere and we don't want to draw their attention.

Sara, you keep watch as best you can. If say, purple asshole aims another rocket at the car, it would be good if you saw it in time for Keesh to swerve.

Wire 2013/07/30(Tue)22:14 No. 529791 ID: 4652c9
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"Where we meeting your boyfriend again? Piedmont?"
"Yes. 630 Piedmont. And I'm not rising to that one, Keesh."
"Getting rises out of you is 50% of my recreation time, babychild. Probably 100, now that all our shit got blown up."
"Jeez, Keesh! What're we gonna do now?"
"I got a list of priorities. Buyin pants is up there. You okay? You shakin."
"That was rough."
Keisha sucks in air through her teeth. "Rough shit. I'd be dead as fuck without you, though, girl. I'm glad you was there." Sara nods. Keisha looks over. "You ain't done nothing wrong."
"Watch the road, Keesh."
"I'm watchin, I'm watchin."

Wire 2013/07/30(Tue)22:15 No. 529792 ID: 4652c9
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73-6 is waiting at Piedmont, in front of a gunmetal-grey office block.

There are 2 other reconstituted assets with him. The big one knocks on the window and Keisha rolls it down.

"hey, you guys," says 73-6. He holds up two blindfolds. "you kind of need to put these on."
"My eyes are down there." Sara taps her chest.
"oh, right," 73-6 looks at the blindfolds. "shoot. i don't know the regulation for that."
"Knock her out," says the big guy.
"Lid on it, 88," says the woman with the gun.

>>529793
this probably works.

>>529792
You could... wear a coat over your chest? Or a thick shirt?

No need to knock her out! You just hack her eyes off for a bit. You accessed her voice thing before, you should be able to do that.

Kind of hard to knock a robot out, anyways. I mean, you could turn off the chassis, maybe. If that doesn't kill the life support.

>>529792
Cant really knock out a robot, hon. And disabling anything might cause a catastrophic failure somewhere along the line. Just wrap something thick like one of your coats around my torso, should fix things.

ask if they got any turtle neck sweaters with them... or a scarf.

See if you can borrow a jacket.

Keisha: Find pants.

>"oh, right," 73-6 looks at the blindfolds. "shoot. i don't know the regulation for that."

Well you've got internet access, don't you?

What is this, the bronze age?

put a jacket on backwards.

Archivemod 2013/07/30(Tue)22:53 No. 529810 ID: e1609c
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>>529804
>Telling keisha to put on pants
>(Reported for flagrant abuse of the suggestion system)

73: Change clothes with Robot.

Wire 2013/07/30(Tue)23:28 No. 529818 ID: 4652c9
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"We coulda knocked her out," says 88.
"One, 88, don't act sad because you always look for an excuse to show your muscles off," says the female moldy. "and two, 88, you can't knock a robot out. I don't think."
"Yeah," says Sara.

"This ain't the first time a man's blindfold me while I didn't have any pants on," says Keisha, "and usually I expect to be having a better time by now. My feet are on fire and it's cold as fuck. Where even are we?"

"going down," says 73-6. "what happened, guys?"

>>529818
Tell him in as much detail as you can muster, sara. It'll be therapeutic.

Basically exactly what Keisha warned. The Fantomas brought down the hammer. Including some kinda Agent with a purple visor.

>>529818

Someone give Keisha some pants.

>>529810
>Annoying image + wanting to get jollies off pantless Keishas
>Reported for flagrant abuse of the report + image posting system

More serious suggestion: Give a quick accounting. Fantomas decided to kill your asses for helping 73-6. You shot a few, got a hole blown in your apartment by this guy with a glowing purple faceshield, climbed up cables over to the next building, hijacked a car and talked your way out of the blockade, and drove over here. Speaking of which, that car needs to get returned to its owner.

>>529824
And, yeah.
Keisha: demand pants.

Wire 2013/07/31(Wed)00:05 No. 529837 ID: 4652c9
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"They brought the hammer down. A bunch of Fantomas tried to kill us for helping. They blew up the apartment. This guy with a glowy purple visor did. We woke up, there were guys in our apartment, we fought our way out, we jacked a car, I, uh, we had to..." Sara's voice breaks.
"are you okay?"
"Yes. I'm sorry. Sorry. It's been a hard night."
"And someone needs to get me some motherfucking pants," says Keisha.
"well, you guys are safe now," says 73-6, putting his hand on Sara's shoulder. For an unscrewable zombie killer's hand, it feels strangely comforting. "you don't need me to tell you you did good, but, uh, you did."
"Thanks," says Sara, quietly.
"you need to eat something and unwind a little. if you gotta get something off your chest i know all about what it's like to kill people. oh, and, uh, keisha, i'm sure we can find some pants inside. check it out."

He pulls the trenchcoat off Sara's optics. She gasps.

Static on the Wire Thread 2 End Wire 2013/07/31(Wed)00:05 No. 529838 ID: 4652c9
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They're in a huge subterranean cavern. On a high ledge, across a walkway, is a high, dark building, its surface snaking with cables and wires spiderwebbing into the darkness and up to the surface. In the distant shadows a constellation of glowing terminals and databases wink on and off. The entire cavern reverberates with the constant, bass-heavy thrum of machinery.

"welcome to my house," says 73-6. "outpost jericho."

I might not like your bosses much but you gotta admit they have style.

hate to be the guy that has to pay the electric bill. Nice place all in all.