Chapter 15: A NCPD Welcome
"We're surrounded!" Ori exclaims as he stops Bats from running right into the police's view.
"NCPD! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP OR GET PULLED OUT A BODY BAG!" one of the police shouted while the rest audibly readied their weapons. This wasn't unusual in Night City, shooting first and asking questions later, especially in slum districts.
They were fucked, the only way out was through this hallway that the police were rapidly storming down... They'd get shot to shit before they reached the exit...
Ori slaps his cheeks and nods himself, "Bats, go, I'll follow."
"Wait wha-" he starts but abruptly gets pushed into the hallway, stupidly looking between the police and the exit.
"PUT YOUR HANDS UP!"
Ori runs out next, pushing Bats forwards as he shields him with his own body, hoping that the nanites would heal whatever wounds he sustains.
"OPEN FIRE!"
*BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!*
The whole hallway lights up as the group of NCPD men fire their weapons, pistols and machine guns showing the duo in bullets as they awkwardly try to dodge them, their bodies occasionally jolting as some hit their mark.
Ori's grimaces as he feels his entire back light up with pain, bullets peppering him from all over... The only real boon was the police's low-calibre weaponry, preventing him from instantly turning to mulch.
He had no idea how much damage he'd taken, but he couldn't spare a moment to care as both he and Bats barrel through the back door. They step out and find themselves face to face with a large wire fence that led to a large drop into a lower section of Kabuki.
"Ori you're hit-"
"Just fuckin' go!" Ori exclaims, pushing Bats to the fence as he scrambles to get over it. They barely fall over the other side as the police throw themselves through the closed door, a few bullets whizz over their heads but they manage to avoid them as they plummet.
They fall two stories and land in slick mud that may or may not have human refuse in it, a few people who'd been walking through the street pausing or cursing at them from splashing them with it.
Ori does a quick check of himself and nods at the lack of broken bones, he may have fractured or sprained his ankle, but he could still run on it. He gets to Bats but finds him clasping his wrist that was bent at an odd angle. "Get up! They're still on us!"
He has the Ripperdoc lean on him as they hurriedly shuffle away, dipping through multiple obscure alleyways and even through an abandoned shack. By this time the sound of sirens was getting more distant...
Ori ducks into one more alley and leans Bats against the wall before dropping next to him. He strips off the Scav holo-mask and groans as the adrenaline begins wearing off. His jacket was covered in blood, his trousers too... "B-Bats, you alright?" he asks, looking over at the man.
Blood was pooling from one of his legs, along with a single wound on his side just above his hip. Nothing fatal judging by the amount of bleeding.
"Y-yeah... J-just never been one for pain, y'know..." Bats mutters, eyes widening as he checks Ori, "Kid, you're fucked up... We need to get you to a doc asap!"
Before Ori can respond his vision crackles momentarily, a twinge of pain from within his skull itself. He looks back up and squints at the message appearing in the top corner of his vision.
[Connection to Flesh Administrator Reastablished]
[Critical Damage To Host Body Received]
[Collective Request Permission to Manually Correct Damage: Flesh Administrator]
"Y-yeah, just do it already." Ori groans, realising that his earlier words to the Nanites may bite him in the ass... If they had to ask for permission every time he took damage then he'd be fucked if he ever went unconscious.
"Ori, who the fuck're you talking to?" Bats asks, grunting as he leans over to start checking his wounds.
"T-the bots, it worked... H-had a chat." Ori rasps out, feeling as if fluid was pooling up into his throat. It was getting harder to breathe.
Bats tears his jacket off and leans him forwards, "Shit, two bullets hit your left lung, three more in your spleen and intestines, one nicked your neck and you've got a dozen more in your legs... How the fuck were you even still walking!?" he hurriedly mutters while doing his best to stop the bleeding. He'd even torn up a discarded shirt in a nearby trash pile to use as a makeshift bandage... The infection would probably suck, but definitely not more than being dead from blood loss.
"I-I don't know if I can stop it... I-I can't fix this!" Bats mutters with an exhausted pant.
"T-the bots'll, probably fix this... J-just get us-, home..." Ori stutters out, hyperventilating for some reason...
"Don't worry kid! I'll fix this! I won't fail again, I promise..." Bats forces out as he ties off the last of Ori's wounds and hefts him up.
Ori wasn't entirely sure what'd happened next, his mind and memory through the whole thing were fuzzy, but the next thing he knew he was laying in his bed at the apartment...
"Huh..." he mutters, glancing at the side to where some see-through bags filled with some fluid were connected to his arm... He looks down at his chest, ignoring the scar at his heart and focusing on the many bandages wrapped around him.
[Collective Request Permission for Neural Link: Flesh Administrator]
...
"State the reason." he quietly mutters aloud, still pretty out of it.
[Deliver System Maintenance Report]
...
"Confirm..."
Ori's vision buzzes as pages upon pages of information detailing exactly what the Nanites had done from the first injury to now. He wasn't a doctor, but even if he was he imagined most of this would go straight over his head, the Nanites didn't have the proper vocabulary to properly designate each part of his body, so much of the 'report' was literally written in binary... When translated some of it literally said 'Damage to lower left quadrant of organic system, three-hundred-million Nanites deployed.'... What the fuck was the 'Lower left Quadrant'?
[Collective Request Report Assessment: Flesh Administrator]
...
Ori tentatively lifts one of the bandages over his stomach and squints at the wound... Or lack thereof to be more accurate. All he saw was a lighter bit of skin compared to everything around it, a sunbathing session would leave it as if it never existed at all... "Er... Good job?"
[Assessment Report Submitted]
[Collevi-^&*#-
The message glitches out and gets replaced by another after some tense waiting...
[You Are Welcome]
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