Bird
"Sounds fine to me. Good luck Omae."With those parting words, you finish your drink and swing out of the booth, paying your tab on the way out. You exit onto the street, curling up your nose to the sudden smell of pollution. As you stride down towards the corner, you spot someone dragging what looks to be a large plastic bag through an next to the beer factory. Classic Phang. You step up your pace and reach the corner, waiting for the bus to roll by. Time to see what this is all about.
Thursday, August 19th, 2077.
8:46 PM
Seattle, UCAS
Bird
The trip down takes a while and is tiring, but you manage to arrive about a block away with minimal inconvenience. As you stroll down the street, kicking a discarded soycaf container out of the way, you hear a bang, and then aggravated shouting. Rounding a corner, you spot a guard pointing what looks like a rifle at someone you can't see down a set of stairs that are built into the ground.
Everett
Grabbing the relevant items, you move towards the club entrance. You're about 10 feet away as a tall man starts heading down the stairs when a gunshot goes off from there. You dive sideways, reaching for your Special, taking a peak over the side as you see the guard pointing his rifle down the stairs, shouting down them. Well, maybe it won't be a good idea to approach just yet.
Nails
The stairs lead down and then take a right. As you pass downwards you take a moment to admire
the decor, which has a interesting minimalist style. The first floor is a bar area, which is half empty and inhabited primarily by men in black, and the occasional more exotic person, people who look like either runners or members of the shadow community. You turn and start heading down towards the second floor, but are interrupted by what sounds like a close range gunshot, coming from behind. You turn towards the noise, and see that several of the members of the bar have leaped out of their seats, but nobody is holding a gun. They're all looking up the stairs that you came from, where you can see a impact crater on the wall.
Wrath, Stroheim, and Mjolner
The guard raises an eyebrow as Stroheim poses, and you can almost see the corner of his mouth twitch up.
"I'd like to see you bring those guns to a gunfight with this" he says, as he shrugs his rifle into his hands. [2 hits] On closer inspection, you identify the gun as an FN HAR. He has the tip pointed downwards, but the idea is clear.
As you're posing, another guy walks up and stands near the dwarf. When you decide to make your thoughts clear, he whispers something down to him, but otherwise just stands there waiting his turn. Black haired, sorta tanned, human. Whatever. You start strutting down the stairs as the dwarf makes an empty threat like they usually do. He turns around and walks away. Good.
You're about halfway down the stairs when the gun in your left pocket goes off. [1 hit] Luckily for you, it's not pointing at you, but rather at the wall. The bang is very loud in the confined space and the bullet leaves an impact hole on the far wall. Reaching into your pocket to see what the hell happened, you see that it's sparking like crazy and the AR readout is completely glitched. That's when you hear the guard shouting.
"PUT THE FRAGGING GUN DOWN BEFORE I PUT ONE INTO YOU!"You look up the stairs. The human is standing on the scanner pad, looking down at you in shock, while the guard has his rifle pointed straight at your chest, which you can see a laser playing on.
This just went from a normal evening to a not so normal one.
Whew, that took a while. A combination of IRL and not IRL things caused me to be busy, but now this is done. Also, the first gunshot of the whole game, I'm so proud!
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