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Bab 72: Cat's Outta the Bag

Ori didn't need to tell Crystal to get them to a Ripperdoc, since they were already gonna head to one with the doll hostages. Still, to him having Rebecca's fingers reattached was far more important than getting some doll chips ripped out.

The van stunk of blood, mainly from the trio but the Moxes and hostages were also adding to the smell, the latter also tainted with other unmentionable fluids from their unpleasant time in the Tyger Claw's care.

"So you zeroed Oyakara and Manaka, how'd it go?" one chirpy Mox asks, despite the fact a quarter of the people who'd attended this mission were dead, with their corpses stuffed into the corner of the van...

"Oh, y'know, we challenged them to rock-paper-scissors and had the loser shoot themselves in the face. We won, obviously."

"You're... Being sarcastic, right...?"

"NOOO, YOU THINK!?" he retorts sending spittle at the rebuked girl.

"Hehehe, you're funny when you're like this... Ori..." Rebecca quietly giggles, bruises now apparently across most of her body.

"You be quiet and save your breath for the doc." he states, wondering if the blood loss was finally hitting her.

She just smiles at him and holds up her right hand covered in bloody bandages, "I'm gonna need your help from now on y'know..."

"How's that any different from usual?" he retorts, placating her.

Her lips twist into a mischievous grin, "Jilling off's gonna be hard without these fingers..."

"Oooooh" some of the Mox in the van coo, laugh, cackle, or perform a multitude of the former at that.

It takes a moment for Ori to mentally categorize what 'Jilling off' meant, but once he did his face flushed completely red. "Your fingers are cut off and you're making masturbation jokes..." he mutters completely confounded. He shakes his head, "Okay, we're talking about this later when you're not dying of blood loss."

Ori glances at Crystal who was just watching the scene with amused eyes, "How long we got?"

She shrugs, tapping her ear as if to draw attention to the sirens still blaring nearby, "NCPD are still tryin' to chase us, we'll probably circle past Northside and back to Kabuki. Twenty minutes at the most."

Ori chews his lips, looking down at Rebecca... That felt too long to him... There wasn't anything he could do about it thought, only sit at her side and attempt to apply pressure to her hand to stem the blood.

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Finally, the truck screeches to a halt inside some dingy alleyway in Kabuki, no far from Lizzie's Bar. They all jump out and Ori carries Rebecca, following Crystal as she leads them into the nearby building and to the Ripperdoc who was already waiting for them.

Not waiting another second, he dumps his friend on the medical chair and pulls the four, rather lukewarm fingers from his pocket, shoving them into the man's chest. "Reattach them, quickly!"

The doc sputters as he looks down at the digits but nods and begins inspecting them. He does so for about a minute before nodding, "They're still viable, but you'll have to keep the hand wrapped for a couple months at least." he states, knowing well that a merc's lifestyle wouldn't allow something like that.

Rebecca's face faults despite her anaemia, "What!? Fuck that! Toss them in the trash and gimme some metal ones!"

Ori just blinks at her, "'Becca, what the fuck! You can get them reattached, good as new!" he exclaims, shocked at her willingness to discard pieces of herself.

"And be outta a job for months? Hell no! I've been meaning to get an upgrade anyway!"

He turns to the doc, "She's anaemic and not thinking straight, just knock her out and reattach them."

"No!"

The doc wets his lips, "Sorry young man but, I'm not going to piss off what is perhaps the most volatile young woman I've ever had the displeasure to meet..."

"You heard him lampost! Piss off and mind your own damn biz!" she angrily shouts.

"Listen, you're not thinking straight-"

"I said get OUT!"

...

Ori shakes his head, silently stepping out into what could only be called the waiting room, closing the door behind him. Clearly, Rebecca wasn't in any mood to be sociable, not that he could blame her, she'd been beaten to a pulp and lost her fingers... He lets out a tired sigh and drops into a chair, glancing at the woman slowly awakening. It was one of the hostages, the doll groaning as she holds her face, waking up.

"Uuugh... W-what happened...?"

"We saved you..." he quietly answers, resting his weight on his knees.

She smiles slightly, as if getting rescued wasn't a big deal, "Have a spat with your output?"

...

"You're pretty calm for someone who's been through hell..." he wonders aloud.

"Ain't my first rodeo..." she squeezes her temples, "Name's Yelain... You?"

"Ori."

. . .

He glances at her, confused at the sudden silence. "Something up?"

"... Ori, as in... Orville...?" she tentatively questions, freezing him in his place... There were maybe only two people left alive who knew about that... Bats, and...

"If I said yes...?" he forces out, tone harsh.

"Then... I would say I'm sorry... For your loss." she states, causing him to clench his fists hard.

"Explain... Now."

"I met many girls in that place, you only saved the ones who didn't get sold... Cat was one of them..."

"No... No, you're-... You're fucking lying!" he growls, feeling his heart drop.

"They sold her to some Tyger Claw creep two weeks ago... I dunno his name but I remember his face well... If you wanna get back at him." she states, resting a hand on his arm in an attempt to comfort him.

"I want to know everything." he breathes, "Leave nothing out. I wanna know what fucking that guy's fucking nose hairs look like, tell me, everything." he grouses.

She nods, "'Course, I want nothing more than to have all of those pieces of scop-shit skinned alive. Hell, give me a gun and I'll join you when the time comes."


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Bab 73: Detachment

Upon learning that Cat had been sold to some Tyger Claw ganger, Ori contacted Rogue and updated her on the situation, allowing her to narrow down the search parameters. He also let Susie and Judy know about it, making them aware that he'd likely be antagonising the rival gang to the point of retaliation.

While Susie had some inhibitions, at this point conflict with the Tyger Claws was inevitable, their raid on the Tyger Claw building had opened the gates, so it wasn't difficult to convince them to help him.

Not only that, they'd fund his action against them so long as it directly or indirectly benefitted the Mox. Which he was thankful for, as he'd not be able to wage war without resources to support it.

Days after that discovery, Ori met back up with his crew with a plan Judy had thrown together. He sits on the towstep of a hired mini-van and waits for them to arrive, eventually spotting Rebecca approaching with her typical swagger.

He'd not seen her since her surgery, and he'd been pissed off enough about her attitude that he'd not messaged her either, which seem to suit them fine since she hadn't texted him either. He folds his arms and leans against the back doors of the vehicle and neutrally greets her, "Rebecca."

Despite his expectations, she gives him awkward smile, "Hey lampost..." pauses, seemingly trying to find her words, "I don't normally do this but, sorry, for being a bitch last time."

...

"-And to show that I mean it, here," she tosses something at him. He catches it and takes a look, only to grimace at the preserved fingers floating in the plastic container.

"Are these...?"

She shrugs, "You seemed attached to me, so I thought, fuck it, you can keep 'em."

Ori glances at her right hand, spotting the new silver fingers. "I was attached to them because they were attached to you... Why the fuck would I want to store this?" he shakes the container at her, causing the digits to dance in the liquid.

She chuckles, "Toss 'em away then, not like it matters to me." she tucks her hands behind her back and leans forwards, "But could you bear the thought of some rats eating part me, Lampost?"

He stares at her for a couple seconds, as if they were playing a game of chicken. He then, casually, tosses the container to the side. It lands atop a trash heap and he inwardly grins as Rebecca breaks eye contact to follow it.

"Really? I thought you'd be more sentimental than that."

"They're not my fingers... Your new ones do anything cool?" he asks, changing the subject.

"Yeah they do." she holds up her hand and begins rapidly flicking her index finger at speeds only a machine could produce.

"Rebecca..." he drawls, dumbfounded that she'd actually gone through with that idiotic idea she'd had.

She just grins at him in response, "You know what this is for then?"

"Masturbating, I'm assuming..."

Her grin gets wider, "Ew, gross! You shouldn't talk like that to a lady! No, this is my trigger finger! With this sucker I could probably fire a semi-auto faster than a full-auto! I've got some other add-ons too but, you'll see 'em later... Anyway, you gonna tell me why what we're doing?" questions.

"You heard about my sis, right?"

She nods, "Yeah, sorry, that shit's messed up..."

"It is," he grits his teeth, "We're gonna find her, if she's too outta reach we're gonna build a boat from the bones of those fucks, and sail it across a river of their blood."

She snorts, "That much huh? You need to take poetry classes if you're gonna keep that up."

Ori shakes his head, "Just been on my mind a lot, need to put my aggression into something or I'd charge into Japantown guns blazing." he might've even done that if he wasn't operating at fifty percent emotional capacity...

"As for what we're doing, Judy found out some Tyger Claws were gonna be driving through Kabuki and Little China to check out what's left of their building." he slaps the back of the mini-van, "We're gonna ambush them on the road in this, shoot the driver, the tires, whatever, just get their car stopped. One of them should be a higher-up, me and Susie wanna talk to him."

"How'd she even found out about this? She got someone on the inside or something?" Rebecca inquires, sitting on the towstep next to Ori.

"From the NCPD from what I heard, they gotta pull some strings to gain access to the crime scene, Judy must've heard it from there... You up for this? You were pretty beat up last I saw you, severed fingers aside."

Rebecca just nods, "Ribs are a bit sore but everything else is good... You got pretty fucked up too, you alright?" she questions.

"Yeah, I've got some special Cyberware that heals me pretty quick." he ambiguously states.

"Six planning on coming anytime soon?"

"Dunno, he's usually pretty serious about arriving on time..." Ori mutters, waiting a couple more seconds before shooting him a text.

[Yo, we at the meetup, where u at?] - Ori

...

[Not gonna make it, got caught up in something, go without me.] - Six

"Huh, looks like It's just us then..." he mutters, feeling slightly less certain now that Six had backed out. Like Max, he'd always thought of the merc as a sort of safety net. His experience carried Ori through many jobs, and it was nice to know someone so reliable had your back.

Not that Rebecca was any less dangerous but... She was only sixteen, making him feel like their parent had sent them out for groceries alone or something.

"You nervous? 'Cuz you shouldn't be, it's just some Tygers, shoot 'em dead and make a delivery to the Mox."

"One problem with that... Who's gonna drive the truck car?"

...

She tilts her head, "Eeeh, it has auto-pilot right?"

"Yeah, that follows road laws to the T and wouldn't cut someone off even if they were shooting at us."

"Then you take the wheel, I'll fuck up their car and we'll deal with then."

...

"Don't you trust me?" she questions with a cutesy voice, drawing a groan from him.


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