((Go timeywimey post))
"Apologies Mam. I don't know who did this, some terrorist group or another I assume Is there anything I can do for him?." Striker says distractedly as he indicates the spasming Oid. He wanted to fly off now and meet up with the other so called agents, but he knew he could not just leave this Oid to fight on his own if he could help it in any way. "I also got attacked by the Virus, but I was fine... Maybe something?"
((I don't know if I can help virused Oids this way, but hey, might as well give it a try. Also, how much can I carry well flying? I am certainly not made for passengers, but can I take minuses to my piloting skill and have someone cling on or something?))
((I'll say you can carry one human sized person safely, two with some effort, after that gets much harder))
The Medic shakes her head.
"I'm not a programmer, I'm just a Medichanic...but, he'll be alright. Just let him rest for now. Soon we'll have an army of people ready to help." She says-using a somewhat unwieldy term for medical workers who can help both Oids and flesh and blood humans.
Indeed, dozens of medical response vans are on their way-he'll live.
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"Alright. Good luck, OMLOM..."
Work quickly, remove OMLOM's CPU and keep it safe.
Then go back to guarding the terrorist.
With a quick flash blackout of your recording equipment-most Oids know how to do this as a sort 'sleight' of hand, for things Paradisum might not exactly approve of on replay-you access OMLOM's cpu by manipulating several patterns on the back of his skull. What comes out looks less like a computer chip and more like a shard of black glass the size of a thumbnail, speckled with tiny green stars-but, it is nonetheless everything OMLOM is and was, his entire life, emotions, thoughts and memories.
Riu is very careful storing it away.
...
"...so. You said all you could do was soften the blow.
What do you think will happen if you didn't do... this?"
The Terrorist looks up at you wearily.
"Triple Six. Keep it low, but watch it go. Control the spark, but not the fire. A controlled burn." is all she says.
That's when two humans in matching grey suits approach-flanked by about dozen faceless men and oids in crisp, gunmetal grey combat finish.
One of them-the taller one, with sandy blonde hair-turns to you, giving your body the once over. You're used to that from males.
"...Ah, thanks for your assistance, RIU unit. We saw on the security cams what you did...we're here to take this woman into custody-Paradisum Central Security agency." He says, flapping an ID badge at you. Your systems confirm it's authentic-though you've never heard of PCSA.
The woman is brought up to her feet, unresisting, by the soldiers. They begin to take her away.
"In any case, the PCSA is interested in...skills such as yours. Have you ever considered government work? We're authorized in field recruitment by the council, and just from what I've seen and your background we might have something to talk about. Call me, if you're interested. My name is Agent West." Smiling, he hands you a commcard.
You stow it away, before going to talk to the Foxoid.
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See if anyone can cover the terrorist. If not say...
"I need to go. I would shoot you so you can't hurt anyone else, but it doesn't feel right to kill a unarmed person and I'm not going to force a gun in your hand to make feel better."
Run for the Hydroponics Domes, using what spare processors I not using to purge the virus.
You more precisely run to the side street-where as promised, an unmarked hover van is awaiting transport. When you step in, though, the driver turns to you-it's an rectangular mechoid with a bright yellow, taxicab finish.
"Hey, wasn't there supposed to be more of you?" He asks, in a buzzy voice.
((It would be nice if everyone chose a direction after the RP is done. Please don't rush, tho
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