Ghost in the City Cyberpunk Gamer SI

[Seras]

Kind of a mood whiplash. I didn't even realize last chapter that she was looking at a scav victim instead of random Maelstrom gangers.

Yeah an aftereffect of cutting the chapter into pieces. But I actually like the cliffhanger of "What's Maelstrom doing here?" That reveals a victim.

 

[Carrot of Truth]

Motoko here needs to ask Mama Welles how to cook with their food so she doesn't always have to eat out.

 

[Bear Ribs]

Motoko here needs to ask Mama Welles how to cook with their food so she doesn't always have to eat out.

Seems like I remember it's actually really hard to cook in Cyberpunk. Nearly all the food is processed texturized soy protein or the like. Getting any kind of fresh ingredients and cooking real food instead of microwave dinners or street vendor hotdogs/burritos is the domain of the wealthy.

 

[Corvus 501]

Seems like I remember it's actually really hard to cook in Cyberpunk. Nearly all the food is processed texturized soy protein or the like. Getting any kind of fresh ingredients and cooking real food instead of microwave dinners or street vendor hotdogs/burritos is the domain of the wealthy.

That explains why everyone is so fucked up, even those without extensive chrome or massive drug use. The only thing they've ever eaten is TVP, krill, algae, and yeast.

 

[Carrot of Truth]

Seems like I remember it's actually really hard to cook in Cyberpunk. Nearly all the food is processed texturized soy protein or the like. Getting any kind of fresh ingredients and cooking real food instead of microwave dinners or street vendor hotdogs/burritos is the domain of the wealthy.

That's not the case by 2077 they have actual crops and real meat. It's just the synth meat and such is cheaper. Honestly I've always found those particular bits of lore about food and the animals to be super weak and worth ignoring.

 

[Seras]

Working through the catalog of Samurai songs took me most of the night. Each song needed multiple playthroughs, just for the initial tracks, and then I had to add the holo emitter setup which now that I had done it once with my first song, did go easier. I just needed to add a few more move sets for drums and guitar, and then set up the keyboard and bass.

Jun didn’t come home that night, which was annoying. I still needed to get my shard back from him. But at least I was able to distract myself with rocking out.

Rockerboy was gaining xp again. And in the middle of the night as I finished Never Fade Away, I got a new level up!

Rockerboy 7!

I hummed as the knowledge hit, and took it all in. That was nice addition a bit more high end musical stuff, and some adjustments I could do while singing to bring more emotion into the song.

Of course when I heard the door open in the morning I was instantly on my feet and finger pointed at my idiot brother.

“Give it back!”

“No.” He responded as he walked stretching and yawning. “I like it. It suits me.”

“No! It’s my song! It’s meant to suit me!” I argued and Jun looked at me, and just scoffed.

Which is when I did the mature thing and yowled in fury and leapt on his head. And I do mean on his head. I nearly fell feet and hands first into his hair.

How dare he!

But my jump was stalled. His arms caught me mid leap… Had Jun known what I was going to do, or were his reflexes that good? He didn’t have a sandy or Keren… Right?

My thoughts were interrupted as Jun flipped me around and even with Street Brawler leveling I wasn’t able to stop him from swinging me around a bit and bombed me onto the couch.

Which creaked a little ominously but held.

Then he sat on me.

“What have we learned?” He teased and I punched him a few times near his kidneys only for it to not really do much. Stupid subdermal! “Ah. I guess nothing apparently.” He added as he reached down and started poking me. Which only made me want to punch him more.

“I swear I’m going to chip in some gorilla arms so you can’t just ignore my punches.”

“That would just make you more like a gorilla than you already are. Sure you want to do that?” He teased and I could feel my face getting red in anger as I struggled for a bit under him.

Stupid Jun and his… “FAT!” I yelled into his face. “GO ON A DIET!”

Jun just blinked at me before smirking. He reached into his jacket pocket…

“No.”

“Oh yes.” He assured me as he took out an XXL burrito and started eating it.

“You’re so disgusting.”

“They’re good! I don’t get why you don’t like them anymore.”

“They aren’t burritos! They are just sludge!”

Jun just shrugged. “Tasty tho.”

I looked up at the kitchen to where the radio was. I would have my revenge! The radio started playing Samurai music suddenly.

Jun frowned and looked like he was considering standing up to turn it off but just decided to ignore it. He turned on the TV to watch something turning up the volume to drown out the song.

Wrong move.

I had complete control!

The TV Glitched.

It started playing the song as well.

“Motoko.”

“You will never know peace.” I told him firmly. He sighed and tried the remote.

Nope. Already hacked that.

“Motoko. No hacking the TV.” Jun demanded using his authority voice.

I gave him a deadpan stare.

“How about a truce?”

“Get your fat ass off me.”

“Fine.” He grumbled standing up as I could finally breathe normally again and I clambered up to stand on the couch so we were about the same height… No dammit Jun was still taller!

I put my hands on my hips and glared.

“Give me back my shard!”

“Make me a copy.”

“No! I already have the original. The reason I want the shard is so no one else can listen to it! Well I mean they’ll be able to once they watch the BD I guess, but I mean… Ugh! Fine keep it!”

“I will.” He said smiling and patted me on the head. “Gotta keep my Imouto’s first recording. It’s special.”

“Bwah!” I flailed, pushing his hand away. No fair! Cheating!

“Heh. You should play a live gig.” He said suddenly, smiling. “Fujimura-Sama was really impressed with the piano solo you did.”

“No way!” I argued instantly, returning to normal to cross my arms in an X. “That’s embarrassing, I don’t want anyone to hear my songs!” Except when they were the backing to an awesome XBD!

“Pfft.” Jun just laughed at me, which didn’t help! “I’ve already shown your song to some of the others. The Only Thing They Fear was a hit. They liked it.”

I gaped at Jun who was smiling at me. No!

“You didn’t!”

“I did! Akari was really into it. She bugged me for a copy, I didn’t give it to her though. She will probably come poke you for it… Be ready.”

“Noooo!” I whined at him, I was blushing! Stupid Onii-chan! Making me get all self conscious! “You aren’t allowed to show it to anyone! Give it back!”

“Nope. What else you got? Any other songs?” He asked his face in a proud smile.

“Samurai Songs!” I immediately offered, turning his smile into a disgusted look.

“Nevermind then. Let me know when you make something else.”

“I won’t! Ever! You shared it!”

“It was preem. Cool. I liked it, made me want to go murder something.” He offered and I nodded along. Yeah that’s true. That song did that to me too.

“That’s what I felt. It’s why the song is my theme song now! Motoko’s Theme!” I called out telling him why the song was important.

“Oni’s Theme sounds better.” I gaped at him.

“Never! You can’t just steal my theme! I made it myself!”

“Well you can’t stop me.” He said reminding me he had my shard with a tap of his hand against his neck.

Which was his mistake. It was reasonable enough. Jun still hadn’t quite fitted my netrunning skill into his mind yet.

My eyes blazed in code and half a second later his Neuroport ejected the shard sending it tumbling into the air.

Heh! Lucy wasn’t the only Picksocket around!

I leapt for the shard that had ejected, but Jun wasn’t giving up without a fight. We ended up wrestling and tumbling around the couch for a while.

In the end his stupid fat strength meant he kept the shard and I sulked at him in the corner as he very obviously played the song in his head.

—--

“I can’t believe you hit another Scav den without me!” Hiromi whined the exact second after almost kicking in the door and glaring at me from the entryway.

“Hiromi don’t kick doors that can break them.” I reminded her only to get a groan from her as I guess I ruined her outrage.

“Why! I could have come!”

“I wasn’t going to call anyone… It was a BD gig more than anything but Jun wouldn’t let me go alone. So I ended up calling Ichi and Malcolm after to collect everything.”

“But not me?”

“It was a school night.” I reminded her, earning a look of disgust from her..

“Stop using that as an excuse!” She whined before flopping beside me on the couch reaching out to grab me so I couldn’t escape. “I demand restitution! One Million Motoko hours of service will just about cover this insult!” She added in her most Corpo voice. It had me giggling at her act, but I pulled myself together to give her my most deadpan reply.

“Sorry, no can do, but I’ll pick up dinner.” I retorted and Hiromi giggled and seemed to relax.

“I’ll take it.”

—--

Hiromi dragged me to a more expensive sort of restaurant than I would normally go to, but considering how many eddies I had sliding into my bank account I just shrugged and accepted what she wanted, and ate the overpriced food.

It was making her happy.

We were in a dark little booth with an electric candle lighting our table and Hiromi was all smiles while she told me about her day at the academy.

“Seriously. They are so gonk. They think people will just listen to whatever they say without any care. I’m pretty sure the first time they try to hire a merc they are going to get shot.” Hiromi added with a roll of her eyes and I couldn’t help but be amused at how well she had scored on her “Workplace Reinforcement” quiz.

“I think you just have way more experience than most of them in dealing with solos… Not that I really count. I don’t think using me as an example is a good idea.”

Hiromi opened her mouth to retort but ended up closing it and bursting into giggles. “Probably not! Oh! Now I have this image in my head! Motoko! You have to record the first time some corp tries to hire you okay? I want to see the look on their face when they realize what they are dealing with!”

“That… Okay that does sound funny, but the way you say that makes it sound like I’m weird!” I argued pushing a piece of… Well it was supposed to be shrimp, but it was just scop made to look and sort of taste like shrimp.

Hiromi of course just smirked at me, until I looked away first. Meanie.

I suddenly perked up as a text came in, the chime jolting in my ear.

*Judy: JESUS. FUCK! What the fuck was that?*

Before I could even message back another came in.

*Judy: I’m glad you warned me, but still! Are you okay!? Did you go Cyberpsycho on me or something? DON’T MAKE ME CALL RITA!*

“Ah one sec. Judy just saw my BD.” I told Hiromi who was looking curiously as my eyes were obviously gold as I looked through my texts.

Before I could actually respond Judy sent another message.

*Judy: FUCK IT. I’m calling Rita anyways!*

*Motoko: Please don’t. I’m fine. Not a psycho!*

*Motoko: Cyber or otherwise! It was just for the BD. I do have a thing about Scavs after all. I’m actually at dinner with my Choom right now. Eating and doing normal stuff! Nothing psycho going on I’m okay! Don’t tell Rita I’m a Cyberpsycho!*

*Judy: Fine! Fine. I’ll chill. But seriously. You gave me a warning, but a bit more detail would have been nice! Fuck my heart is pounding! A bit more brutal my ass! You! I will never forget the feeling of sticking my thumbs in someone's eyeballs now thanks to you!*

*Motoko: Sorry.*

*Judy: Fuck, you better be! You sure you aren’t a fucking Cyberpscyho? No. You wouldn’t be this normal I guess? I don’t know I’ve never dealt with a Cyberpsycho before! Fine. Okay. Fine. As long as you aren’t a psycho I guess it’s all good. Sides, I guess it’s all good. Nox will be happy to hear about a new virtu. Well as long as it isn’t going to be evidence for MaxTac… Well yet anyways. I’m gonna finish the BD, make it fucking sparkly preem. Just don’t drop something like this on me again. Fuck I do porn, I didn’t sign up to learn what brain feels like!*

*Motoko: Double super sorry. Anything I can do to make up for it?*

*Judy: Heh, some replacement caffeine to start. I had to chug half my stash just to calm down after that overload.*

*Motoko: Judy, I don’t think Caffeine is what you want if you are- You know what. Nevermind. Sure I’ll replace your stuff. Sorry.*

*Judy: It’s fine I guess. I’m just glad you read normal. But I’m expecting you to check in with Rita or something! Or just don’t do something like that again! Anyway I’ll have it done ASAP. I kinda want to see some reactions to this one..*

I shook my head at Judy’s reaction, taking a deep breath. At least Judy was okay with it. I mean… Just because it was me at my most brutal overlaid with heavy metal that no one had ever heard before that literally ended with Rip and Tear… Surely no one could misconstrued that in the wrong light…

Right?

“I may have gone a bit overboard on my last BD.” I admitted to Hiromi who only looked interested rather than concerned.

Yep. This may have been a mistake.

A fun mistake. But still a mistake.

—--

Apparently we were having a slumber party.

Hiromi had followed me home after dinner. She flopped onto the couch as we entered besides Jun. “Hiya Jun!”

“Hiromi. Taking care of my gonk sister tonight?”

“Yep! Motoko is all fed!”

“I bought dinner.” I grumbled at Hiromi going along with Jun’s teasing as I settled onto the armrest of the couch. Jun and Hiromi taking up the rest.

“Motoko! Play your song for me!” Hiromi demanded, leaning back like a queen surveying her domain.

“No.” My instant flat denial broke her facade, and the whining began.

“Motokooooo! I want to hear you play your new soooong! Judy got to hear it!” She begged leaning into me and being purposefully annoying.

“Judy is listening to a recording of it in a BD. It’s not the same!” I argued. I had explained after Judy’s text what I had done at the Scav den. And Hiromi to my surprise hadn’t said anything about wanting to hear ‘my’ song then.

I guess she just wanted a private showing.

“I want to hear you play it too.” Jun said, a smirk shot in my direction. Earning a happy smile from Hiromi as she met his eyes and both of then looked at me.

“Don’t even think about it.”

“Motokoooo!”

“C’mon Imouto!”

They started cheering for me! Like actual cheers! They were even getting louder and I realized then if I didn’t do something… They were going to keep getting louder until I did!

FUCKING GONKS!

I felt my face heating up but pushed it down with cool, which was a mistake. Because if I was controlling my emotions, I wasn’t too embarrassed to actually play in front of people.

I did have to test my Music Box after all.

I glared at them both before walking around grabbing my music box and pushing my personal link into it.

I placed it onto the floor behind me as I grabbed my guitar. With a bit of finagling, I hooked the amp and speakers I had bought, up to the music box. While ignoring the cheers of my choom and stupid brother.

“You both better appreciate this.” I told them as I did a few tests to make sure the sound was coming out, and then walked around the apartment turning off most of the lights.

Then I activated the song.

The moment I started the first chords, behind me holograms began forming.

On my right a drum set formed and then I could hear Jun and Hiromi both gasp in surprise as a holographic me formed with it. The hologram unfortunately didn’t do anything fancy like twirl a drumstick or something. I would actually need to get pictures of me doing that and spend a lot more time improving the routine, but it did have me behind the drums and hitting all the notes on a drum.

To my left a double keyboard setup and a bunch of extra electrical equipment popped up. To represent me working on the more electronic sounds.

And then, suddenly the drop hit, and drummer me went to town.

Thankfully there wasn’t any vocals through the song, so I could concentrate fully on just making sure the notes I was playing were right.

The recorded version of the other instruments sounded fine, and I was actually doing it. I wasn’t fumbling, my notes were hitting, and I even roared along with the chant at the end.

Then it ended.

“Eeeeee!” Hiromi slammed into me once the song was obviously ended literally leaping on top of me that I had to balance my best choom with not breaking my guitar as she clung onto me. “THAT WAS SO PREEM!” She screamed and burst into laughter after.

I was just desperately trying not to fall and break something.

Jun thankfully came to my rescue, but not by lifting Hiromi off me, instead he grabbed my guitar and pulled it free.

Thanks. Jerk. I mouthed at him, and he just laughed at me.

“Hiromi. C’mon!”

“No way! I know an actual Rockerboy now!” She yelled so excited. “You have to give me a super pass to all your shows forever!” She demanded and I just laughed and nodded.

Because I was never going to do any shows! Silly Hiromi.

Besides, even if I did do shows she would have a super pass anyways. What a gonk.

“That was so amazing Motoko! I can’t believe you wrote your own song!” Hiromi said, still holding onto me like a monkey.

I winced trying to explain that I hadn’t written the song originally was… Difficult. I made an apology to the amazing Mick Gordon that I was taking credit for his work.

“Okay okay, time to climb off.” I grumbled at her as I pushed her until she had to let go. But Hiromi’s good cheer couldn’t be ended so easily.

“Motoko! We need to set up a show! We can sell tickets!” Hiromi was going a little crazy.

“No way. I’m not putting on any shows Hiromi. This is just my thing. My relaxing thing.” I tell her before realizing what I had just said.

Right. This was my relaxing thing. Or supposed to be… Turning it into another murder thing… Fuck.

Rita was gonna be so disappointed when she found out! This was supposed to be my zen thing! My hobby to pull me out of the routine murder I committed.

With that realization I exhaled in annoyance at myself. I reached out grabbing Hiromi by the shoulders and guided her back to the couch. “I’m glad you liked my song. Now never ever tell anyone about this. Especially you Jun. You traitor. Akari is going to be so annoying now.”

“Heh.”

“Nooo! Motoko you are so talented! You have to!” Hiromi whined at me, but I ignored her. No way. That was embarrassing.

In the end I ignored Hiromi’s begging, and eventually Jun just laughed at the two of us as he turned the TV on. Although he did give me a head pat for doing so well.

I ended up sitting on the floor with my back against the couch, Hiromi looming over me as she watched me work, as I worked on another song.

It was the only thing I could do to get her to stop bugging me about singing more. Of course I had to take my laptop and hook it into the network to let Hiromi see the visual of me putting the songs tracks together.

There were so many different songs I wanted to play, but since I had already started on the DOOM Soundtrack, I might as well continue with another of the songs I liked.

BFG Division was hilariously relevant in Night City after all.

—-

Jun ended up waking Hiromi up in the morning. He had gone to bed eventually, and Hiromi had just curled up on the couch with her head half way resting on my shoulder as I worked.

During the quiet night I had added most of a few other songs together, although I still wanted to actually perform the guitar sections myself to finish them off. Something I couldn’t do with Hiromi asleep.

I had gained a few Rockerboy alerts as well as I worked on the songs!

I guess creating digital music still counted as far as Rockerboy was concerned.

“Morning Motoko. Morning Jun.” Hiromi muttered groggily as was woken up by Jun opening and closing the fridge, the noise all it took to bring her back to wakefulness.

“Morning Hiromi.” I chirp as my choom blinks and gives me a smile in return as she starts stretching out and waking up.

I put my stuff away, considering I had been working through the night I wanted a break from tracks and notes for a while.

“Breakfast?” I asked my choom and she blinked sleepily and nodded.

Aww. Sleepy Hiromi was all quiet.

 

[Karmic Acumen]

Epic leisure fail there, Motoko.

 

[Carrot of Truth]

Note: All fighting skills are disabled for sibling squabbles.

EDIT: Also Motoko here is gonna need to hunt down and snatch Nibbles at some point.

 

[Guardian Box]

Epic leisure fail there, Motoko.

A big success for everyone else though.

Hiromi used her as a hug pillow.

Jun used her as a butt pillow.

The Kamikaze had their cyberpsychotic brains gently massaged by the dulcet tones of Doom.

Judy felt truly alive for the first time in her life and now envies the dead.

Fujimura is going to get a hand of that slightly brutal BD, make it a mandatory viewing for all fo his troops and spend half a dozen hours lecturing his underlings on the subtle art of brutality, proper way of directing ones anger and rage in ways that are productively murderous. The addition of self-made music will be a point to underscore the necessity of developing one's mind, soul and noble warrior spirit as well to compliment cybernetic upgrades to the body. It will all be very philosophical and fancy-like.

------

Also, when Hiromi told her parents where she's going and what she'll be doing, she can rightfully say 'I'm developing and nurturing my mercenary contacts' instead of 'I'm having a sleepover'

 

[Seras]

Nox

“It’s nothing like you’ll find anywhere else. It’s not some shock jock gore shit. This is an edgerunner, doing a real gig. A professional!” He commented practically slapping his bag as he talked the guy into it.

“Yeah kid I know. I heard about the Boat Heist.” The man offered, rolling his eyes as he looked around. He wasn’t the first customer Nox had that hadn’t been super comfortable buying peddled BD’s, X or otherwise, off the street from a street kid.

But Nox had prime shit now. Motoko’s BD’s were unique enough that word of mouth got around. It wasn’t everyday someone could feel an actual professional at work.

Nox was super thankful that Motoko had wanted to hide her body and shit from the BD. It let him sell to people that wouldn’t buy a BD from a teenagers perspective normally.

“Well I got one here for you. As well as the back log of that Edgerunners other works. Some are pretty low key, but I assure you, once you finish you will know what it’s like to be a-”

“An Edgerunner. I’ve heard your push already kid. Just show me what you got.” The older man demanded and as Nox held out a copy of all the BD’s he thought he could push on the older guy. Eddies and Shards traded hands, and the man disappeared. Leaving Nox with an easy couple grand.

He loved this shit. The Boat Heist had been on the news, so he could easily push for high end XBD prices for it. And that led to people wanting more of Motoko.

Money was flowing in, more money than he had ever expected.

As always he made a note in a program he kept on his agent of how much he made, and how much he would owe Motoko for her cut.

It was small time honestly. Motoko barely even noticed when he sent her updates on how well everything was going. Judy his only other person he had to pay mostly just wanted him to bring her more caffeine.

The eddies were just flowing in, and Nox was even considering hiring a guard just to make sure no more trouble happened.

*Ringing*

Judy? He thought hearing the call and checking the caller ID.

*Hey Jude, what’s up?*

*FUCK!* He winced, at the loud noise. He had an internal agent now. A very useful piece of chrome he had purchased with some of the profits, but it meant he couldn’t lean away from the phone. *THE FUCKING FUCK NOX. FUCK!*

*Jude?*

*UGH. I can’t believe I did this shit! Nox you are so lucky you’re a Mox. If you weren’t I would be kicking your ass right now! Motoko’s last BD was fucking! Fuck. My heart literally won’t stop fucking pounding, and I can’t get the feeling of literally… Fuck… At least she warned me first. But I need bigger warnings than this!*

*Hey, Hey Jude. Calm down, what’s going on?*

*Ugh. Motoko dropped a new BD on my desk.* And at that Nox was cheering literally jumping in the air and whooping audibly as he rushed to pack his shit.

New content! Fuck he was gonna make more eddies! Running into that beautiful girl was the best thing that ever happened to him in his entire life!

*I’m on my way! Did you finish it?*

*Yeah I fucking finished it Nox! I wou- Sorry.* Judy went quiet for a minute. *I’m still dealing with the aftershocks of the virtu, I still feel angry. Just come by, and bring me a few cans. I’m out thanks to editing this bitch.*

*On my way Jude. On my way.*

She hung up and Nox was whooping as he ran down the street. He was going to jump in his crappy car that he had bought with the eddies and run it all the way to Lizzies. Everything was going perfect today!

—--

“Rip and Tear. Until it’s done.” His mouth formed the words even as he was gasping for air. His head still hurt, and his ribs ached, but everything else just felt like fire and hate as he glared down at the last Scav. At the last monster he had ripped apart.

The transition was sudden like the BD cut off in a weird spot and suddenly Nox was Nox. He wasn’t a murder machine glaring down at the corpses of the fucking SCAVS! No he was laying on his back with Judy looking over him.

“Fuuuuuuuuck.” He whimpered, despite the pain being gone. The rage and anger and hatred, but it left his nerves feeling raw as he rolled off the chair and nearly face planted. He was gasping for air he realized, and he wondered for a moment if he was going to be sick?

“Yeah. I may need to tone that down a bit.” Judy offered. He had shown up and she had been twitchy and quick to anger and now he knew why. He felt the same way, but there was also… He rolled over and just laid on his back. Sucking in air and letting the cool floor of Judy’s workshop cool him down.

“Jesus fucking christ.”

“Yeah.” Judy replied and even handed him a soda as she stood over him. “You alright?”
“Just processing. I wasn’t… Is Motoko okay?”

“I called her. I could only stay in the virtu for like a minute before I pulled out at first. I called her then. She sounded normal. Apologized and stuff. Still not sure if she is actually…”

“Yeah… Yeah… Fuck.” Nox had felt the cool calculated control Motoko exuded probably more than anybody. He sold the damn BD’s after all. He watched them often enough to make sure he could explain them to buyers.

He knew that Motoko was a killer. Absolutely unhesitatingly murderous when she wanted. The facade of her chipper happiness disappeared when it was time for her to kill.

But now he wasn’t sure what the real Motoko was.

Was it the nice teenager that would help out a boy getting beaten. The cold calculating Solo?

Or the Monster of rage and hate hidden within?

“So yeah. That’s a thing.” Judy offered as she took a long sip of her drink. “I’m thinking of sicking Rita on her.”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll never get the feeling of brains out of my nails.” She told him and Nox had to agree. He had seen a lot of XBD’s. That was definitely the first time someone had stuck a thumb through someone's eye.

“It was fucking preem though.”

“It was the most uncomfortable virtu I have ever edited.” She retorted instantly.

“Preem work.”

Judy just laughed as he ignored her complaints. She wasn’t really mad. Judy might pretend all she wanted, but she loved BD’s and XBD’s as much as anyone. Hell he still slipped her some of the shit coming out from the big names so she could rip it apart and see what they had done. Improve her own craft. She’s a connoisseur.

And he had caught her a few times just enjoying a BD here or there.

“Fuck. I’m gonna sell that BD.” He muttered realizing what he had on his hands.

“Not until after I tone it down a bit.”

“Don’t. Leave it.” He decided. He would explain that it was more raw than normal. It was better this way. No one would forget the BD… “The Only Thing They Fear Is You.” Nox had come up with the names of all the BD’s Motoko had dropped off until now. But fuck, if she had come up with the best name possible for this BD.

Anyone who scrolled this BD was going to feel like it was the damned truth.

—--

My agent ringing in my head woke me up in the middle of my nap.

“Blargh?” I asked aloud as I blinked my eyes and sat up. I had spent the entire previous day playing with Hiromi, traveling the city shopping for clothes and just hanging out with my choom. Then I spent some of the night doing some debugging work that Yoko had set up for me. Getting through some of the backlog of service requests that were piling up in my inbox.

But now it was early-late. And I was actually muggy. Not something I usually deal with.

Realizing I hadn’t actually spoken into my Agent I shook myself and did it again.

*Hello?*

*Hermanita, It’s Jackie! Sorry about calling you so late, little choom, but I have a problem, and I need a netrunner. Uh I already tried Bug but she cussed me out. Can you help?* Jackie blurted out, and instantly I could tell he was stressed. Talking too fast, and almost stumbling over his words.

I blinked as I tried to process the question before grunting a bit as I rose up. *Yeah, Jack, I can help. What’s the deets?*

*I got a computer system here that has information I need, but I can’t get in. I’ll send you the address?*

*Sure I’ll be on my way.*

*Thanks Hermanita.*

I rose to hurry and get dressed. Noting that Jun was sleeping in his bed so I went stealthy so I wouldn’t disturb him.

Slipping out of the apartment I rushed down the stairs using the movement to get my blood pumping to help wake me up.

I hated being groggy, but I wasn’t going to blame Jackie. He had called me!

I raced across the street to the parking garage. Jackie actually relied on me! I was inordinately happy about the fact.

I checked the address and set it to my GPS and started driving, actually going a little faster than normal through the city.

—--

The address took me to an old warehouse in Santo Domingo. I pulled up to the open gate and frowned.

Multiple vehicles were inside, and I could see dead bodies lying on the ground.

Not just that. Some of the bodies were wearing armor. Orange Armor. Kang Tao? What were Kang Tao gonks doing here? What was Jackie getting himself into?

I parked and turned off the engine.

Time to move.

The chainlink fence protected a dirty lot, covered in old garbage including a fire pit and some old ratty chairs.

Obviously the abandoned lot had been taken over. Now the question was, what was going on?

I slipped through the gate, staying in cover from the sightlines of the entrance to the warehouse that had its bay door open as I came up on the first normal body.

Tino? I checked the markings and it was the same sort of tats and markings a tino might use, but it wasn’t quite right. The body was wearing a bandanna around the neck with a weird symbol on it.

Offshoot street gang? Maybe just a few Tino kids forming their own gang to fuck around? But why the murder? Kang Tao being involved was a bit much for what I would expect from a street gang.

I looked over the wounds and frowned.

Big rounds. Five rounds center mass. Someone took this kid out brutally. Kang Tao hadn’t been interested in talking.

Burya now firmly in my hand, because this was sketchy I rushed up to the warehouse's entrance, peeking in.

It was empty except for a Kang Tao Van parked in the back.

But there was a light on in the back office. I glanced around, then did it again to confirm the lack of any cameras.

The darkness of the warehouse no barrier to my optics I rushed in. Using the weight bearing struts to stay in cover as I raced to the back. The Van was empty front and back, the back door was even open. Slowly I crept up to the office window to peek in, and relaxed, almost sighing in relief.

I quickly called Jackie after confirming he was just sitting in a chair waiting.

*Hermanita you here?* He asked as soon as the call connected as I watched him physically rise up from his chair.

*Yeah just outside the office you are parked in. I’m coming in. Didn’t want to startle you.* I added, gave him a second before I opened the door and walked in.

“Whew you’re sneaky as always.” Jackie said, chuckling as he sat back down.

“Fuck Jackie! You’re hurt!” I snapped, rushing in as I noticed the blood rolling down his shoulder.

“Just a flesh wound Hermanita. I’ll be fine.” He said trying to calm me, but the way his left arm was hitching meant that was a lie. I almost went off on him, when I noticed it.

The dead Kang Tao body in the corner.

“Jackie? What’s going on?”

“One of the fuckers that killed the kids outside. They were just gonk kids. Didn’t deserve this shit.” Jackie hissed, the big man usually easy going honestly furious as he walked over and kicked the body.

He was already very dead Jackie.

“What were Kang Tao doing here?”

“The kids… The Red Piratas, Red Pirates. Just a small group of kids fucking around, klepping shit they shouldn’t have. Danny… He lives near me, I’ve boxed with him a little, just you know taught him how to punch. Kid doesn’t have a papa.” Jackie was quiet for a moment before shaking his head.

“He gone?”

“Yeah. I saw him outside. He’s the one who called me for help. The Piratas klepped a vehicle only to find out it’s owner was Kang Tao. It was a corpos car, there was something in the trunk. Danny realized how hot it was, but couldn’t just dump it… They had taken the car on a joy ride. Everyone knew who had klepped the ride.” Jackie sighed, rubbing his face tiredly.

“So Kang Tao came to get it back. Without mercy.” I added and Jackie nodded.

“I need to find out where they are Hermanita. Can’t let this one stand. Not even the corps can just walk into Tino territory and flatline our boys. Even Padre agrees. This is too far. So I called in some backup, but I’m stuck at step one.” he said, pointing with his good arm and I figured it out.

There was a Kang Tao armored case that had a laptop inside sitting on the office desk. Blood along one side of it told me how Jackie had gotten it. It was on, but obviously needed a password as it was stuck on the login page.

“Okay I’m putting things together.” I said as I walked over to the laptop.

“Knew you were the right call. Fast on your feet.” He complimented me, I just snorted in amusement, as I checked the laptop. I wasn’t even his first pick. Don’t think I had missed that he called T-Bug first.

Then I frowned. Dangerous.

“This is gonna take a bit. The security on this thing is dangerous.”

“Okay Hermanita. Just… As fast as you can. I need to find out where they ran. Can’t send Danny on without the men who killed him following behind…” Jackie grunted in anger as he glared around the small office.

In the quiet of the office as Jackie brooded, I was working my way into the laptop.

No way I was sticking my personal link into a port on this thing. Just looking at it I could see the massive module on it’s side. Basically it was a Black ICE port. You stick your link in without the right codes it tries to fry your brain. Probably melts the laptop hard drive along with it.

So instead I was relying on Ghost Touch. A few key presses caused the OS to enter a diagnostic mode.

Then I basically started poking the system using wireless connections. Sending connection requests, that would be denied, but the laptop would still need to accept a few bytes of code to verify if it was an allowed connection.

Over and over, I sent tiny bits of data through, that would all be stored in the same processing node to verify if it was a legit connection. The laptop normally would have dumped the data after dismissing the connection, but if I sent the data over a slow enough bandwidth causing the computer to assume it was a connection error, so it would save the data as it constantly tried to gather enough information to accept or deny, the data would be saved.

And slowly a virus was put together that would add in access information.

“Hermanita?”

“Gonna take a bit Jackie. Don’t rush me. I’m going as fast as I can.” I mumbled, never tearing my eyes from the laptop as my vision was filled with data.

I was literally writing a virus in real time as I sent bytes of it into a new system. A virus that would then need to put itself together after.

I heard it then, as I was going an engine rumbling into the lot. An over tuned absolute monster of an engine.

Also I recognized that noise. A Kusanagi?

“Jackie? If I need to move away from this I’ll lose progress.”

“No worries Hermanita, I said I called in some backup yeah? The fucking calvary is here.” Jackie said with a laugh as he stepped out of the office behind me, but I was focusing on getting into this system.

Stupid Kang Tao Security.

A new voice called out behind me.

“Who’s the kid?” A woman's voice behind me asked and Jackie responded a moment later.

“Motoko. Good kid, she’s a netrunner. And a Solo. She’s hacking into the Kang Tao system to find out where they ran off to.”

“Fuck Jackie. You got some street kid to try and break into corp sec? You might as well just put a bullet in her head now. Or not I guess, The fucking kid isn’t even plugged. How is she supposed to Breach?”

I ignored the woman, even if I really wanted to turn around and give her a piece of my mind, but there was only one way to really shut someone up.

Do something they already dismissed you from being capable of.

The virus was coming together. I was sending the data that was basically restructuring the data in the laptops node that would activate once it was complete.

“Hey, easy Hermana! Motoko isn’t some scop kid. I’ve done gigs with her. I told you I started working with a solo for Wakako’s gigs yeah? Well that’s her.”

“Fourteen? Fuck me. Seriously a little TC brat?” She suddenly said, and I realized she must have scanned me. Pulling up my data.

“Like you have much room to talk there Hermana.” Jackie suddenly teased and since there was an almost echoing silence I could tell Jackie was getting glared at.

“Jack you know I got your back if you need it, and hell going after Kang Tao for that piece of tech you said the kids found is something I’m all for. But it looks like they’ve already cleared off. I’ll help cause some trouble for you, but I can’t storm a Kang Tao office.”

“I know, I know Choom, just give Motoko a bit, she’ll find out where those fuckers went and we will track them right down.”

The womans scoff only told me what she really thought of that.

“I’m in.” I said suddenly as I stood up and stretched. Fuck that took forever.

“What?”

I turned around to face Jackie and his choom only to blink.

I knew that face.

I fucking knew that face!

I went cold, to keep myself from wanting to immediately spaz out.

V.

That was female V. Standing in front of me in a corpo suit was definitely Female V. The red hair, the shaved left side. Even the EMP threading was the same going from her cheeks up over her eyes.

“You’re still on the login screen. How is that in?” She demanded, instantly harsh and criticizing.

Wow she was a total bitch.

Was it weird that I always loved that about her while playing the game?

I smiled.

“Username: USUCK, all caps. Password: colon uppercase-D.” I took a step away and waved at the laptop earning a surprised look before she walked over and typed away.

The Kang Tao login screen gave way to the actual desktop.

“Fuck me.” V Whispered as she quickly hit an icon on the desktop and a bunch of future excel sheets popped up. “Oh I’m taking this.” pulled a shard out of her socket and went to plug it in.

“Hold up.” I demanded stopping her from putting it in.

“What?” She demanded a glare and a twitch of her hands that told me she had stopped herself from striking out at me. Hair trigger much?

“You put that in, and they will notice. Right now the access isn’t being deleted because it’s not doing anything. Find out where the stuff we need is first.”

To my surprise the woman continued to glare at me, as if she was deciding whether to listen or not.

“C’mon V. Padre gave me a gig to hunt these pendejo’s down. Gig first yeah?” Jackie backed me up, and smiling at the woman in that way of his.

“Fine.” She grunted and instead started typing away as she pulled up a program that after a few moments of watching her navigate made me realize it was dispatch information.

Who went where. It was limited to this group though. Which was actually good security.

“I got them. They are at a drop site that Kang Tao like to use. Whatever it is they found Kang Tao want to get it out of the city. We aren’t too late, but we have to move.” She looked over her shoulder to Jackie, her red hair hanging over just one side of her head blocking her face from my sight before Jackie nodded, throwing her a thumbs up, earning a scoff but only then did she plug the shard she had into the laptop.

It began trying to download anything and everything it could.

“Alright while this downloads Jackie, go grab the Kang Tao Van, we can use it to get close without them realizing their chooms are zeroed.” V demanded even snapping a finger at Jackie to get him to move.

“Aye Hermana, I’ll get our ride.”

“And find a medkit before you bleed out you dumb fuck gonk!” She yelled suddenly, and I could hear Jackie chuckling a little.

They were so cute! If I didn’t already know they weren’t into eachother like that I would absolutely ship them.

“Alright kid, time to clear off.” V said suddenly reminding me she was also a turbobitch.

“What, you don’t want a netrunner backup?”

“Don’t know you. Don’t need you.” She said instantly. “Clear off.”

I thought about it. Considered arguing, but in the end I turned and walked out with a smirk on my face. I don’t remember agreeing to work for her either, Jackie was my choom so it wasn’t like I was just going to let him head into this kind of shit without some backup. Walking through the warehouse and then out into the dirt lot, a splash of color caught my eye…

Yeah. That could work.

 

[Carrot of Truth]

I was gonna say its not time for V to have met Jackie yet but I forgot a corpo Valerie in this case was already a long time friend of his.

 

[Seras]

I was gonna say its not time for V to have met Jackie yet but I forgot a corpo Valerie in this case was already a long time friend of his.

Yep! It's one of my favorite aspects of Corpo V, that Jackie and V were friends before the game starts.

 

[Carrot of Truth]

Yep! It's one of my favorite aspects of Corpo V, that Jackie and V were friends before the game starts.

It's also funny when a Corpo V does the Don't Fear the Reaper ending.

 

[Blasterbot]

Corpo path is the best.

 

[Carrot of Truth]

Corpo path is the best.

I'm partial to Nomad V

 

[Seras]

I'm partial to Nomad V

I thought the Nomad intro was kinda dull. The Iguana was cool though.

 

[Seras]

V

V sighed grimacing at the feeling of her insides swirling and shifting. Fucking BioMon was doing it’s best to keep her stress down, but Jackie just had to call at the worst fuckin’ time.

Jenkins was going to kill her when he found out she wasn’t following up on the new Militech Prototype Sandy, and instead was out trying to help out a non affiliate.

She exhaled, giving herself a moment to just breathe as the hacking shard downloaded everything it could from the Kang Tao system. Maybe this data would balance things out? It wasn’t like even someone in Counter-Intel got access to a unit database like this.

Fuck that had impressed her. A fourteen year old kid broke through Kang Tao security, without even jacking in? What the hell had she even done? Probably some netrunner wizard shit.

V shook her head, she never could wrap her head around high level netrunning. Sure she knew how to ping a system, and do some data breaches, but any good ICE would keep her right out.

The shard pinged as the laptop suddenly froze and shut down.

“Looks like they finally noticed.” She grabbed the shard out of the laptop and tucked it away. Patting it for a bit of comfort. Please be enough for Jenkins.

“Alright Jackie I’m good, you took care of that boo boo?” She demanded as she walked out, of the little warehouse backroom. Noticing that the kid was gone. Good. She hadn’t liked that smirk the kid had sent her. Brats like that always wanted to poke their nose into shit.

V slipped into the Kang Tao Van Jackie was already idling for them.

“I’m bandaged up, C’mon V don’t baby me. Where’s Motoko?”

“Don’t know, told her to split.”

“V! Motoko’s a good shooter. Hell girl is sneaky as shit. We could have used her.”

“I don’t bring along people I don’t know, Jack. Besides, she’s just a kid. I don’t want some street brat getting in the way.” Jackie sent her a look telling her he was about to argue, but she sent him a glare instead and he backed down. Instead the Van started moving. Heading towards their destination.

Good. She was already on borrowed time and didn’t have the desire to deal with any more bullshit from Jackie right now…

No. She shouldn’t think like that. Jackie was a choom, maybe the only one she had. And he had saved her fuckin’ life. He had proven to be trustworthy, the only person in her life that was. She shouldn’t think like that at him.

Her life in Counter-intel was making her twitchy about everyone. She let her implants calm her down even more. She needed a clear head and she relaxed a bit as the rush of chemicals hit her blood.

Quantified Satori was going to harp at her for overuse again.

Dammit.

She put her life coach out of her mind. She had Kang Tao to annihilate. The idea almost got her excited. She had been behind a desk for too long.

“Jackie, you got anything bigger than that peashooter you run with?”
“I don’t need anything but my baby, you know that V!” He practically squawked at her in outrage.

“Jackie for fuck sake. Get a bigger iron! At least a Yukimura if you have to have a damn handgun.” She snapped at him, her Biomon beeping at her about her blood pressure.

Fucking piece of shit, the Biomons job was to control her blood pressure not hers!

“Buy the top of the line Arasaka stuff huh? Can’t take the corp out of the woman eh?” Jackie teased and V just huffed cause he was sort of right, but then the thought hit her.

She shouldn’t have snapped at him. He didn’t deserve that. Even if she had yelled at him so many times about how his low firepower was going to get him killed…

He should get a fucking Overture or something. Brawly fuck!

She took a breath and let it out. She had to say something. She had been quiet for too long. He might think she was actually angry at him. Or he might be angry himself. He wasn’t saying shit. Fuck. C’mon V, you stupid bitch. Say something to break the tension…

“Oh but I don’t like revolvers Chica I always run out of ammo.” She mocks in his voice, literally as she used her chrome to emulate him for a second. Jackie looked to her for a second and then started laughing. Long and loud Jackie broke into near giggles at her. She felt herself relax.. She hadn’t pushed too hard. Hadn’t pissed him off for the last time leaving her alone.

It was okay. She hadn’t messed up the one good relationship she still had.

“We’re here Chica. You ready?” He called suddenly and she realized they were.

“Always.” She rolled her eyes, pulling out her Shingen and linking in. Immediately the reticle followed her eye. Smart system ready. But she also pulled her sidearm. The Kenshin with the big silencer just like she enjoyed. “Just roll up on the entrance. I’ll get us access.” She said knowing Jackie would know what she meant.

They had pulled this maneuver back on the border. Hell it was how they had gotten out of that mess.

“You still using that overdesigned piece of scop? Should get a real pistol. Nue are good.” Jackie teased and V seriously considered beating him over the head with her extremely expensive, Arasaka Handgun.

“It’s still the best handgun on the market!” She hissed quietly at him, as they were getting close.

“Maybe if you want an ugly piece of shit.” He argued practically giggling. Fucker was riling her, but it… Well it felt good. You didn’t have these sorts of conversations with people during an Arasaka Op.

She was either in charge so they shut their fucking mouth and did what she said, or she was being ordered around by Jenkins or someone even higher up, so V kept her mouth shut.

Fuck she missed doing work with Jackie.

She sometimes worked with other mercs, but they were either intimidated by her. The black suited Arasaka enforcer. Like they should be.

Or they were assholes treating her like corpo scum. Jackie might rag on Arasaka, but when he laughed he was laughing with you.

She closed her eyes and opened them. Dropping her emotions a bit more.

It had been a long time since she felt this happy.

As the van pulled up to the checkpoint of the old Kang Tao warehouse, which in reality was just one of their drop off points. One of the few places Arasaka weren’t bullying them like the helpless bitches they were, out of. Kang Tao were so far down the totem pole, they had to operate out of a fucking ‘abandoned’ warehouse for their more black op pickups.

It was time. The Van stopped at the guard entrance, and V was ready. Crawling across Jackies stupid lap. Pistol right up against the glass.

Jackie waited for her nod, and rolled the window down. Letting her send four silenced rounds with unerring aim into the Kang Tao guards face. After a few seconds she matched Jackies growing smile as no alert came out. The Kang Tao vans tinted scan proof windows protecting them from the security even noticing the shots as V shot still within the cab.

“Give me a second to turn the damn turrets and Cameras off.” She said as she peaked out of her side window at a security camera through a tiny gap, her eyes scanning, and she activated the security system Daemon she had.

She had no idea how it worked.

She had no idea what it did exactly. But it turned off cameras and turrets on a network without her having to do anything herself, which was by definition the best Quick Hack she could ever have. One that didn’t need her to sit there and beat her head against ICE.

Fucking puzzles gave her a headache. Sure it was expensive, but being part of Arasaka meant she got the best goodies.

After a few minutes the camera system at the checkpoint powered down as did the turrets.

“Good work Chica.” Jackie offered as he slipped out of the van and nearly crawled into the guards window looking for the switch to open up the dividing bar blocking them.

V snorted at the sight of her big chooms ass shaking around barely held in by his jeans as he struggled to find the right switch. Jackie was practically crawling into the little window.

“Jack. We gotta get you into the gym more choom.” She whispered to him teasing.

“Hey! You know the chica’s love a little- Oh, hold up. Found it!” He grunted a bit as he finally got himself out of the window as the bar rose up and slipped into the truck to drive onto the property.

“Alright Jack, it’s real now. So watch your shots, and your head. Let’s try to get through quiet at first then fast. Maybe we can get in and out before the snipers they probably have set up get us.”

“I remember that plan V. We tried that plan last time. It didn’t go so well Hermana.” Jackie teased, even if he was in game face.

But V couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed even through the biomon dampening everything.

“The garbage chute worked!” She hissed back.

He turned to look at her just as he was about to slide out of the van, having parked in a shadowy corner of the lot where a few other vans were parked out.

Not a good sign, but Jackies look took all of her attention. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to.

“Not a word!” She told him with a glare. Sure leaping into a trash chute hadn’t been her greatest plan, but it had worked!

“Heh. You pulled that out of a movie. Still can’t believe we survived. I swear I still got bumps on my ass from the landing.”

“You landed on me.” She reminded him. As they both gathered together at the side of the warehouse checking around to make sure no one was there.

“Yeah, but Hermana, you’re all chrome! You broke my ass!”

“I’ll break your ass alright choom. Now shut up.” She demanded as they moved. Jackie easily fell into lockstep. The two had only been on a few gigs together, but honestly that’s all it took. She knew his tells by now. He knew hers.

And she trusted him.

They went into the warehouse unlike the one they were in a half hour ago it was brightly lit, a few men in Kang Tao uniforms or armor hanging around, all of them helmets off relaxing, joking, and drinking from vending machines or office coffee.

Jackie was behind her. So V was the tip. Jackie would cover up the slack. Helmets off? Stupid mistake.

The Kenshin came up first. She charged the shot letting the capacitors reach their limit before firing the first time, then swiveled perfectly on target, body and aim exactly where she wanted it to land. Robotic.

She used to like firing guns. Had been damn good at it. But the Arasaka chrome used a skill chip integration. It wasn’t as good in all circumstances, but it could load up a set of moves and perform them perfectly in a blur.

For an operative that was too useful to pass up. Not that she had a choice. Everyone got the standard package after all.

Now it was just targeting, and letting the chrome work. Bodies started dropping, but it took a moment before the Kang Tao noticed. A moment longer than they had, because the second one of them did notice her Shingen came up. The reason she used smart weapons. The skill chipped chrome was good, but unable to adapt.

Smart weapons mitigated that factor. She started firing, Jackie right behind her, His Nue covering her back as she waded in, Flowing from cover firing right over it, and sending Kang Tao guards scurrying into the shadows.

It didn’t save them.

She tugged a grenade out of her pocket now that she didn’t need the Kenshin and threw it exactly where it needed to bounce into that particular corner. It activated quietly the GASH Anti-Personnel grenade was her favorite. Instead of big loud explosions you had lasers chopping everyone into bits. Ending another threat.

All was silent for a moment after as she scanned the area, her optics counting the corpses confirming all of the people she had seen were now on the floor confirmed dead.

Seemed so. She didn’t relax, she could have missed one. “Jackie. Confirm we got all of them maybe, find the package they took back from the boys, but we need to get out of here. No way we didn’t set off an alarm.”

Jackie walked off, gun raised as he checked his corners, he might be a reckless street merc, but he was still a merc.

She checked the floor as well as starting from the opposite side.

“Hey V, I found it!” Jackie called out, coming back gun at his side and a big metal case held in hand, a sinister grin on his face. “Gonna fuck these guys for the shit they pulled.” Jackie practically growled. But V was fighting her own urge. Every inch of her Arasaka Counter-Intel training was telling her to neutralize the non-affiliate his usefulness at it’s end and take the case.

She ignored that insanity. Pushing every piece of that thought away.

This was a favor returned. This time Arasaka would just have to buy the info from Padre, like the rest of the world.

Even it if would have been a nice notch in her profile.

She nodded to Jackie no sign of her inner thoughts on her face. Turning around and heading towards the door, it was time to get out of here.

Just as she reached it, her chrome reacted, activating her sandy, which caused the Acrobatics skill shard to force her into a roll towards the nearest cover without any thought from herself. Which meant she vanished just as heavy fire burst through the opened entrance way that would have sprayed her down.

Reinforcements were here. Fuck.

Fuck! That fast? Not possible! This was a fucking drop off spot! Not a hub! Kang Tao couldn’t just keep a full company of troops here! Arasaka, Militech, all of the big players wouldn’t allow it!

Unless this was the team meant to come by and secure the case they were stealing because it might actually be important.

Fuck.

“Jackie?” She asked after her sandy turned off. The sandy cool down had her huffing and puffing as she instantly felt overheated and sick.

“I’m alright V!” He yelled back from behind a support pole. Good. Shit. She peaked and ducked back letting a few rounds bounce off the wall before sticking a hand over the edge of the wall and firing. Her Shingen held the lock for a few seconds and putting some rounds down got her some cover. She leapt, rolling away from the entrance and gaining actual mobility.

“Ideas V?” Jackie asked, having fired a few rounds himself while she moved.

“See any trash chutes?” She demanded and the laugh that escaped him helped a little. Even if it was the realization they were in deep shit.

She peeked again. No lock engaged at her quick glance, they were behind cover now. Armored and carrying heavy weapons.

“Maybe a back entrance?” Jackie called and V shrugged he had been the one to look back there.

“You see any?”
“Nope!”

“Well that’s fucking helpful then isn’t it!?” She snapped at Jackie but he just shrugged and then ducked back, going to see what he could find while V held the entrance.

She just sighed, peaking and firing two rounds to scare a few brave Kang Tao back into cover.

They would hold for a while. At least until they had enough men. Or an AV. Fuck Kang Tao AV would definitely be on it’s way.

“Anything!?” She called out and Jackie’s head peaked out from the back of the warehouse.

“It’s all solid back here!” He replied as he then started moving back towards the entrance slipping cover to cover. Dodging a few ringing shots.

Great.

She peeked out, snapped off a few more shots that might have hit, or not. The Kang Tao armor wasn’t complete garbage. More than capable of saving them from a couple rounds.

“Got any smart ideas Chica?”

“Bum rush them?” She offered sarcastically. It took a moment to realize Jackie didn’t respond back and as she looked over her shoulder the look on his face! He was actually considering it. She reached around and grabbed an old bolt and chucked it at him. “We are not bum rushing them!”

“Owe! Hey I was just considering it. No harm in that right?” He patted his head where she had donked him.

“It’s too bad you guys sent away your backup huh.” A new voice spoke from inside! She spun her Shingen up searching. Where!?

“Motoko?” Jackies voice caused V to only slightly relax what? The kid?

“Sup Jackie.” The voice was suddenly clear and its origin appeared as a hand waved over the edge of the catwalk above them, well out of sight of either of them and from the entrance way. Suddenly a purple head of hair poked over making V realize the girl had been…

Just fucking laying on her back? Directly above her. V realized with a chill. “You want help now?” Then, she was sure just to piss her off there was a crinkle and the girl stuffed a chip in her mouth.

“Hah! You enjoying your break Motoko?”

“Hey don’t blame me for letting you guys have all the fun, I try not to interfere in gigs I’m not invited for. Want some?” She offered the bag of chips to Jackie who despite being in a firefight, seemed to delight in the situation and nodded. The kid rolled it up and tossed it over.

“We aren’t eating right now! What the fuck Jack! What’s the kid doing here!?”

“Don’t know! You followed us Motoko?”

“Technically you followed me. I was there when you got the location, remember? I left first. You old guys are slow. But seriously? You want some help? I accept payment in eddies, and fun adventures.” She said in a teasing tone, and Jackie just started cracking up.

“Hermanita. If you can help us out a bit I’d love it! You have something in mind?”

“Already breached the gonks' defenses. I’ll blind the whole group we mop up and get out of here. They're all talking about an AV coming in to just blow holes in the building until we die. So let’s do it quick fast, alright?”

“Fuck.”

“Fuck.” Jackie and V both uttered together looking at each other and Jackie grinning at the synchronicity of the statement.

“Do it. How long will they be blind?”

“Please. This is my shit.” The girl said, suddenly slipping almost off the edge of the catwalk. Revealing she was actually wearing Kang-Tao Armor. “They’ll never see again.” And with that ominous reveal, the purple haired girl hanging from her knees from the catwalk upside down just turned towards the doors. The open doors that had a full Kang Tao squad outside of.

The squad that she should be in full view of, and she started firing.

“You waiting for me to count down or something chooms?” She asked while still firing, holding a Copperhead of all things. Ugh. A Nokota, and Militech chrome arms? Fuck this girls equipment offended V at every level. Using those shitty corps equipment.

But she put that aside, as Jackie was already moving, running out the door looking to kill the group blocking them from leaving.

So V didn’t hesitate. She followed even if it meant she was about to die. Yet, she didn’t. As she raced out there were no gun shots. The Kang Tao guards were seemingly trying to shoot, but nothing was happening, and none of them were pointing in the right direction anyways.

They were blind.

She charged, fired her Shingen as fast as she could until it was dry and then holstered it.

Then she leapt and her Mantis blades slipped out. For just a moment V actually felt like herself, as she sliced through gonks that needed to die. This was the one piece of chrome that wasn’t controlled by Arasaka chipware, and mandates from the on high, and all sorts of bullshit. Jenkins had okayed her request for them only after she had proven herself reliable.

Now if only she could get Jenkins to allow her to carry her fucking LMG around! Stupid operator pistol bullshit was so fucking boring!

Her poor baby wasn’t ‘Arasaka’ enough for Counter Intel. So she was always stuck with these fucking pea shooters.

But these thoughts were in the back of her head as she ripped and cut through helpless blind Kang Tao guards until the entire blockade at the entrance of their little black site was dead.

It felt good.

Then it was over. And her implants soothed her enjoyment into that morass of just existence.

“Whew! That was pretty lucky hey V?” Jackie asked, smiling in that dopey way as she calmly closed her arms back up. The blood would be cleaned and mess would be cleaned with the internal systems without her input.

“Lucky. Your street kid followed us.” She grumbled then jerked as she turned around and the girl was right there. Seemingly having been checking out her blades.

“I was here first. Technically! Since I found the info and arrived first you followed me.” She said… Teasing. “I like your mantis blades, always thought about getting a set. My Condor were sort of an emergency buy. I know you are going to say something something Arasaka, but what’s your best suggestion for a set?” She asked surprising V but before she could even process Jackie cut in.

“Ladies, before we meet and greet? Let’s get out of here before more Kang Tao show up.” Jackie begged.

“Oh yeah.” The kid said, and then surged away bouncing up and over a Kang Tao Van leaping right over the fence. The sudden movement caused V to jerk a bit nearly trying to shoot at what startled her. She grumbled at the kids sudden moves looking at Jackie for some commiseration.

“That kid…” V started and Jackie chuckled.

“She kind of grew on me too. C’mon. Let’s grab this one and delta.” Jackie said and only V’s desire to not get killed by a combat AV kept her from arguing.

Growing on her? Not even a little!

She shook her head and focused. They still needed to get out of here.

 

[xachariahxx]

I like the bit where V's using a skill chip. It neatly explains why you start the game as a helpless level 1, but it also fits in with a corporate dystopia where Arasaka has recruited the next Morgan Blackhand but doesn't let them shine because internal bureaucracy thinks it's cleaner if everyone fits in like a cog.

With all the hinting at an AV though, I was expecting rocket launcher chan to make an appearance. It would have made V and Motoko instant friends.

 

[Seras]

I like the bit where V's using a skill chip. It neatly explains why you start the game as a helpless level 1, but it also fits in with a corporate dystopia where Arasaka has recruited the next Morgan Blackhand but doesn't let them shine because internal bureaucracy thinks it's cleaner if everyone fits in like a cog.

With all the hinting at an AV though, I was expecting rocket launcher chan to make an appearance. It would have made V and Motoko instant friends.

Heh. You think it's over? You think this clusterfuck of a gig is complete? Can Jackie and V even go on a gig together and not have it turn into a massive forty car pileup of bad luck?

 

[Carrot of Truth]

Heh. You think it's over? You think this clusterfuck of a gig is complete? Can Jackie and V even go on a gig together and not have it turn into a massive forty car pileup of bad luck?

I was gonna say not always, But even their intro cutscene missions seem to always go to hell in some way.


EDIT: I also feel that Motoko should exclusively use Militech gear infront of V from now on too.