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13.31% Cyberpunk's Singular Peculiarity / Chapter 39: Friends...?

บท 39: Friends...?

The next day rolls around and Ori slowly realized something was up... Max hadn't gotten back to him about the job, and wouldn't even pick up his phone when he called. Not to mention...

[Receiving Call: Six...]

[...Receiving Call: Six...]

*Beep-Beep*

"Six, is something wrong? Where's Max? He should've called by now." he asks as soon as he answers.

"They got him. The scavs." he neutrally rasps through the call.

"T-they what!? How? He was only supposed to be checking the place out! He's a pro isn't he?!" Ori reactively shoots back, shocked by the news. To him Max had always been a concrete figure, stern and unmovable in his work. For Max to get captured on a job he'd sent him on made him feel like a worthless piece of trash... It must've been his fault, right? Why else would it have happened?

Six ignores his panicked exertions as he glares at him through the holocall, "I'm collecting the favour you owe. We're saving his dumb ass, and we'll finish your job in the process."

"Favour? You mean for the vid?" Ori shakes his head, "I don't need anything to go save a friend, especially when I'm the reason he needs rescuing!"

Six scowls, "We don't need your charity. Grab all of your things and anyone with four limbs willing to fight, meet me in Pinewood." he orders before ending the call, leaving Ori in silence..

*Beep-Beep*

...

He lets out a held breath and stands, gathering everything he could into a rucksack before making his way down to his beat-up car. He wouldn't bring Bats even if he was present, the Ripperdoc was currently workin' in that sketchy repair shop, and he didn't want to risk Bats' life on his own mistakes anyway.

Still, he and Six were gonna be vastly outnumbered... He didn't really know anyone willing to help either. Sasha didn't strike him as the 'fighting' type. Most of his acquaintances are dead or missing, and even then they'd probably refuse him outright.

He could try to ask the Mox again, but that was a long shot. Northside wasn't their turf, nor was this something that really concerned them or the gangs 'tenets'... Hiring foreign mercs didn't work either since the scavs could probably pay far more than he could, not to mention the potential backstab-shittery that could happen... Who knew how extensive Marv's contacts went, especially since he was allied with that underground auction.

Still, there was one person left, his reluctance could be forgotten in this instance...

[Calling Rebecca...]

[...Calling Rebecca]

*Beep-Beep*

The pale-skinned, pink-tattooed girl appears on the holo-call in only her thin black bra and panties... She was laying down in a large beanbag chair, or maybe it was regular-sized since she was so small in the first place?

She grins toothily at him, eyes gleaming with mirth as his face flashes with heat at her outfit, or lack thereof.

"He-ey, it's Ori the wimpy merc! How's biz? Or is this a social call? You really miss me that much after one meet huuuh?" she smugly asks, looking pretty satisfied with herself for some reason...

He shakes his head and clears his throat, the severity of the situation allowing him to move past her... Rebecca-ness... "I'm up shit-creek and paddling my hands right now, I need some extra hands to help rescue a friend, couldn't think of anyone else better for the job." he says, trying to butter her up.

"Hnnnnmmm?" she hums with an odd look on her face before pointing to herself, "You want me, to help rescue a hostage? Ha! Either you're REALLY desperate, or you've got a shitty memory!"

"I wouldn't argue against either..." he sighs, "Look, I really need the help... I'll pay you obviously, and I'll owe you in the future..."

...

She leans back in her chair and folds her arms, eyes still focused entirely on Ori's face, "Hmph! Who told you I was weak against wimpy puppy-dog eyes? It was Judy wasn't it! That greasy lab rat!"

"Can you help me or not. I'm kinda in a rush here..."

...

"Mmmoouu... Fine! But I get first dibs on any cool guns left lying around!... And I want five-no, eight thousand Eddies!" she says, still accidentally holding up five fingers, which Ori doesn't draw attention to.

Fuck... This was really gonna set him back on finding Cat... He was tempted to just say fuck it to the whole thing and concentrate on his sister, but Max had gotten captured because of him... He couldn't just leave him there...

He remembered the vet saying something about scav workshops being worth a good amount, so hopefully he wouldn't lose too much... There was also Marv... Who knew what that cock-sucker was doing to Max...

Ori unconsciously grinds his teeth as he refocuses on the waiting Rebecca, "Five thousand plus the favour-"

"DEAL!" she exclaims ecstatically leaning forwards as if she'd been aiming for that the entire time... Was that her attempt at negotiating a price...? Considering most regular gigs paid 1k to 3k, he was paying her a little extra for the short notice. Whatever.

"Meet me in Pinewood, bring your best guns, we're gonna be outnumbered here."

"No kidding! Those are the best jobs! See you there!"

*Beep-Beep*

...

Sigh.

"I gotta bad feeling about this." he mutters, lighting up a cig before quickly driving away, headed to the meeting spot Six had designated.

-----------------

"Hey! Over here!" the plucky loli shouts from the corner of the street, her hand waving erratically as Ori pulls up. Honestly, it looked like she was barely able to walk with the heavy pack on her back and the numerous colourfully painted guns slung around her neck... It looked like a dad carrying in the entire month's shopping all in one go...

He stops in front of her, idly wondering if he looked like he was picking up a joytoy while rolling down the window, his brows almost reaching his hairline, "Er, I said 'bring your best guns', not all your guns..."

"Pfft, you think this is it? These are only my favourites! Besides, you never said how many dudes we'd be fighting!"

Ori palms his face, "Whatever, get in the back." he says, remotely unlocking the back doors.


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บท 40: His Six

"So what's the biz?" Rebecca asks, leaning over his shoulder as he's driving.

"Scavs, they nabbed the guy I hired to check out the area. He's a friend so they aren't getting away with this lightly, if I can help it at least."

"Oooh, so you're gonna bust in guns blazing and rescue your guy like a hero? You gonna carry him out like a princess too?"

"We're. This ain't somethin' I can deal with alone, there had been only twenty off 'em, but they'd probably upped their security and hired some more thugs after capturing Max... Probably expecting us to come for him."

...

"I hate to break it to you, Ori, but your buddy's probably dead. You sure you wanna risk your butt recoverin' a corpse?"

Ori chews his lip, "It ain't just me, Six'll probably go with or without me. I owe it to both of them to be there... I should really be askin' you if you're up for it, this ain't as personal for you as it is us."

"Hm!" she pats him on the shoulder 'reassuringly', "Someone's gotta make sure the rookie don't get got! Don't worry, big sis 'Becca'll be babysitting you today!"

"Great..." he mumbles into the steering wheel.

"Hey... Do you even know where we're 'spose to go? I swear we've been drivin' in circles..."

"...Gimme a sec, Six said it should be around here..." he says, eyes looking to the side as he receives a text.

"There." Ori gestures with a nod of his head at a slowly opening garage door connected to some other units. All looking rather rusty but still somehow operational.

"Er, I don't wanna say anything but you sure this is it? Your friend isn't gonna offer us candy or something, right?" she asks as they both look into the pitch-black interior of the garage...

Ori shrugs, "You tell me, you're the one who looks like a kid-Oi!" he grunts as he feels her foot kick him in the back through the chair.

"Keep calling me a kid! Aren't you the one who asked me here!? That only makes you look bad y'know! Ask your pal if this is the right place, I don't wanna walk into some sleazo's bang-bus!"

"Alright! Fine!" he groans, shooting out a text.

[Garage unit 24-2, that the right place?] - Ori

[I can see you playing around outside. This is not a game. Hurry up.] - Six

"See? This is it, c'mon." he says, getting out and walking over as Rebecca hurries to catch up. The door closes behind him, sealing them in darkness before a click announces the lights turning on.

"Wait you look like the guy from that ancient flick," Rebecca snaps her fingers in thought, "R-robot... Robocop!"

...

Six sends a glare at Ori, "This it?"

"Hey! What's that 'spose to mean!?" the girl shouts in response as Ori shrugs his shoulders.

"I'm told she's pretty good... Why'd you bring us here anyway?"

Six flips another innocuous-looking switch, causing a panel on the back wall to slide up and reveal a hidden door. Through it, was a kick-ass armoury, filled to the brim with weapons, explosives, and even spare Cyberware. "If we want Max in one piece, we need every advantage." he grabs a belt full of grenades and tosses it at Ori.

Rebecca herself looked like a kid in a candy store, but unfortunately for her Six wasn't willing to share... He gives her a single fragmentation grenade and irritably pushes her away from the wall of guns.

"Got the intel? The stuff you gave Max?" the borg questions.

Ori nods and sends it all to the merc, who ports into a laptop and has a machine projector everything onto the table for them all to see.

"We need a plan, Max's way failed so we'll do it my way."

"What way's that?" Ori inquires.

"Freestyle."

...

"Ain't that just you sayin' you haven't gotta clue?" Rebecca wonders aloud.

Six scowls and turns back to the table, swiping some things into view. "We'll approach in a few hours when it gets darker," he points at a spot, "I'll sneak past the water tower and enter the warehouse to search for Max. You two wait here on standby," he points at a street sitting nearby the objective, "Be ready for a fight, or to cause a distraction. Max is probably in a secured position, extracting him will be difficult."

"And that's where we come in!" Rebecca chirps, displaying her teeth with a grin.

"We don't have good data on the warehouse itself, and we aren't going to try find it either. I'll plant detonation charges as I make my way through the place, do not shoot them until Max is secured. Understand?"

"This is all assuming you can sneak inside in the first place. I get you've got that camo Cyberware, but what if they have shit to bypass that? Heat detection, or goons with modded eyes?" Ori asks.

"Then. Depending on the situation, you will flee-"

"Wait, what?"

"This. Is Not. A. Game. This is deep in Maelstrom turf, if these people can operate here, then they have ties. If we take too long we will get surrounded and shot in the back. If I am detected too early, this mission is already lost."

...

"Woof, you guys know how to raise the stakes, huh?" Rebecca remarks, trying to liven the mood.

Six ignores her attempt at levity, "I hired a vehicle for you to use. AI driven, armoured, and equipped with a turret. Should provide cover, or a distraction if called on."

"So, basically a tank?" Ori ventures.

"A small one, if you want to put it that way." Six confirms before hoisting up a bag and holding it towards Rebecca, "This has most of my stored stims and boosters, don't use more than three in one go or your heart will stop."

"Obviously." Rebecca snorts, "Who do you think I am? An amateur?"

"Yes." Six instantly replies. He turns back around and grabs four heavy-looking boxes and slides them to Ori's side of the table, then places an LMG on top of them. "Max's spare, we'll be lucky if he in a good enough state to use it. For now, I'm giving it to you."

"A-are you sure...? I mean..." Ori weakly gets out.

"There are around six hundred to eight hundred rounds there. We'll be using all of them, do not be reserved. Our lives might depend on it." the merc states before looking up as his eyes flash, "Our ride is here. Help me load everything aboard."


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