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A conspiracy begins to unfold.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Sawiz runs into some trouble and things start to get complicated. A conspiracy begins to unfold.", "writing": "The Setup: Part 2\nAs Sawiz approached the dead drop, he started to get a bad feeling about the run he was on. This feeling was only made more intense when he realized upon his approach that the supposed dead drop was surrounded by Renraku personnel. It was too late to turn back, though. They had seen him as soon as he’d seen them, so he continued his approach in the hopes of simply ending this run as soon as possible. Too many things were off about it for his liking.\nThere was no cover to hide behind here if things went South on him. Of course as soon as he had handed over the package, things going South was exactly what happened. There were five Renraku employees in total, and now four of them had levelled weapons at him and opened fire.\nFortunately, the body armor Sawiz wore under his trench coat absorbed the initial volley. Once the fibers were damaged however, he was essentially defenseless. He had to end this now, damn the consequences. He reached to his belt and detached a fragmentation grenade, which he threw right in the middle of the fray. There was no time to take cover, as it exploded almost immediately upon landing, blowing all 5 Renraku employees to hell. Blood splattered everywhere, along with bits and pieces of the employees.\nNormally Sawiz preferred to avoid using grenades, but in this instance, there wasn’t a whole lot of choice. The packaging was stripped away from Sawiz’s primary objective, leaving behind a metallic box, largely undamaged aside from some light heat scoring. Normally Sawiz would have let it be, but that package had almost resulted in his being murdered by his employers, and it was beginning to seem unlikely that he’d see his payday from this run. \nSawiz approached the metallic container cautiously and noted that there was no locking mechanism on it. There was simply a button to press, and the container would open. Lacking much in the way of options, Sawiz pressed the button and was met with the hissing of the container depressurizing.\nInside was a variety of things that Sawiz had no idea what to make of, from research notes to sealed containers full of colorful liquids. The one thing that caught Sawiz’s attention was a small dermal patch made to administer drugs to the user instantaneously, commonly referred to as a slap patch. This method of administration was usually reserved for trauma patches as far as Sawiz knew, but he wasn’t well-versed in the world of drugs, not being an addict or medic himself.\nWhatever all this was, it was apparently worth having the courier killed over, so he took everything from the package, and making an expeditious retreat back to the plaza where the Spring Festival was being celebrated. He’d blend in there and contact his fixer later. He needed time to process this betrayal, and he couldn’t be sure if O’Rien knew about the setup or not. They were old friends, but it wasn’t entirely unfathomable that O’Rien had put business before friendship. He’d done it before in minor ways after all, but obviously never anything as overt as an ambush.\nSawiz decided he would need to acquire new body armor or have his current set repaired before making the meeting, just in case. Fortunately, he knew just the man to speak to. Sawiz made his way once more through the crowd of revelers, and started on his way downtown. He wound his way through numerous alleys and side streets, avoiding main roads and LoneStar patrols. Eventually he found his way into a seedy back alley that didn’t look like it could possibly be home to anything anymore, not even a black market business. He banged 3 times on a dilapidated door, which swung open moments later.\nBehind the door was a counter, behind which stood a short, bald human. Nothing else populated the room.\n“Hey Jeffrey. I need a new set of armor.” Sawiz opened his trench coat to show off the damage to his current set. The scene wasn’t pretty. Not only was his chest completely bare from the destruction of his armor, but the scales along his chest had been damaged pretty badly. Blood drooled from a single wound that had just barely missed his heart.\nIn all the adrenalin and excitement of combat, he hadn’t noticed he’d been wounded, but now that he had seen it for himself, he certainly felt it. He expressed his discomfort with a rather loud growl and a flinch. He once more called upon the magic in his veins, and cast a spell to heal the wound. Flesh wove back together and scales moved back into place as, most importantly, the bleeding stopped. He threw the tattered remains of his black t-shirt into a corner, along with his now-useless bulletproof vest.\n“So how much is a new set going to cost me?” Sawiz asked, closing his trench coat back up and producing a credstick out of one of its many pockets. Jeffrey scanned off ¥500, and handed Sawiz back his credstick along with a flexible-wrap armor vest, which Sawiz slipped on, buttoning up his trench coat to conceal it. He’d have to get a new t-shirt when he got back to his safehouse, which would be his final stop for the night. He could address everything tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep.\nSawiz thanked Jeffrey and made his way out of the shop, tail twitching nervously behind him, as Sawiz ran his hand back over his head, swooping over his horns. Gods above and below, tonight had turned into a total shreck-fest. The dragon made his way to a penthouse in the northern region of the city, where the alleys were far less seedy and life was much better than the worm-wasted, dilapidated downtown he’d spent the night in. He fell right into bed, exhausted, and fell asleep almost immediately.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The Setup: Part 2
As Sawiz approached the dead drop, he started to get a bad feeling about the run he was on. This feeling was only made more intense when he realized upon his approach that the supposed dead drop was surrounded by Renraku personnel. It was too late to turn back, though. They had seen him as soon as he’d seen them, so he continued his approach in the hopes of simply ending this run as soon as possible. Too many things were off about it for his liking.
There was no cover to hide behind here if things went South on him. Of course as soon as he had handed over the package, things going South was exactly what happened. There were five Renraku employees in total, and now four of them had levelled weapons at him and opened fire.
Fortunately, the body armor Sawiz wore under his trench coat absorbed the initial volley. Once the fibers were damaged however, he was essentially defenseless. He had to end this now, damn the consequences. He reached to his belt and detached a fragmentation grenade, which he threw right in the middle of the fray. There was no time to take cover, as it exploded almost immediately upon landing, blowing all 5 Renraku employees to hell. Blood splattered everywhere, along with bits and pieces of the employees.
Normally Sawiz preferred to avoid using grenades, but in this instance, there wasn’t a whole lot of choice. The packaging was stripped away from Sawiz’s primary objective, leaving behind a metallic box, largely undamaged aside from some light heat scoring. Normally Sawiz would have let it be, but that package had almost resulted in his being murdered by his employers, and it was beginning to seem unlikely that he’d see his payday from this run.
Sawiz approached the metallic container cautiously and noted that there was no locking mechanism on it. There was simply a button to press, and the container would open. Lacking much in the way of options, Sawiz pressed the button and was met with the hissing of the container depressurizing.
Inside was a variety of things that Sawiz had no idea what to make of, from research notes to sealed containers full of colorful liquids. The one thing that caught Sawiz’s attention was a small dermal patch made to administer drugs to the user instantaneously, commonly referred to as a slap patch. This method of administration was usually reserved for trauma patches as far as Sawiz knew, but he wasn’t well-versed in the world of drugs, not being an addict or medic himself.
Whatever all this was, it was apparently worth having the courier killed over, so he took everything from the package, and making an expeditious retreat back to the plaza where the Spring Festival was being celebrated. He’d blend in there and contact his fixer later. He needed time to process this betrayal, and he couldn’t be sure if O’Rien knew about the setup or not. They were old friends, but it wasn’t entirely unfathomable that O’Rien had put business before friendship. He’d done it before in minor ways after all, but obviously never anything as overt as an ambush.
Sawiz decided he would need to acquire new body armor or have his current set repaired before making the meeting, just in case. Fortunately, he knew just the man to speak to. Sawiz made his way once more through the crowd of revelers, and started on his way downtown. He wound his way through numerous alleys and side streets, avoiding main roads and LoneStar patrols. Eventually he found his way into a seedy back alley that didn’t look like it could possibly be home to anything anymore, not even a black market business. He banged 3 times on a dilapidated door, which swung open moments later.
Behind the door was a counter, behind which stood a short, bald human. Nothing else populated the room.
“Hey Jeffrey. I need a new set of armor.” Sawiz opened his trench coat to show off the damage to his current set. The scene wasn’t pretty. Not only was his chest completely bare from the destruction of his armor, but the scales along his chest had been damaged pretty badly. Blood drooled from a single wound that had just barely missed his heart.
In all the adrenalin and excitement of combat, he hadn’t noticed he’d been wounded, but now that he had seen it for himself, he certainly felt it. He expressed his discomfort with a rather loud growl and a flinch. He once more called upon the magic in his veins, and cast a spell to heal the wound. Flesh wove back together and scales moved back into place as, most importantly, the bleeding stopped. He threw the tattered remains of his black t-shirt into a corner, along with his now-useless bulletproof vest.
“So how much is a new set going to cost me?” Sawiz asked, closing his trench coat back up and producing a credstick out of one of its many pockets. Jeffrey scanned off ¥500, and handed Sawiz back his credstick along with a flexible-wrap armor vest, which Sawiz slipped on, buttoning up his trench coat to conceal it. He’d have to get a new t-shirt when he got back to his safehouse, which would be his final stop for the night. He could address everything tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep.
Sawiz thanked Jeffrey and made his way out of the shop, tail twitching nervously behind him, as Sawiz ran his hand back over his head, swooping over his horns. Gods above and below, tonight had turned into a total shreck-fest. The dragon made his way to a penthouse in the northern region of the city, where the alleys were far less seedy and life was much better than the worm-wasted, dilapidated downtown he’d spent the night in. He fell right into bed, exhausted, and fell asleep almost immediately.
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