บท 204: Romantics
David isn't allowed in the club with his sword but he easily sneaks in with his sandevistan, allowing the group to grab a booth and a bunch of drinks.
Ori had never actually been to a place like this, not unless you included the Afterlife, but he didn't count that as a club... The drinks were expensive, someone was singing on a stage, and the dancefloor was filled to the brim with people and on the brink of straight turning into an orgy judging by how they were grinding up against one another.
"Er, this a new thing?" Ori queries as Lucy and David sit next to one another, the latter dropping his arm on the seat behind her and allowing her to rest her head against him.
"New? These lovebirds have been suckin' on each other's faces for weeks now." Main snickers, "You shoulda seen him when they first did the dirty, kid was skipping like some ugly ballerina!"
David flushes at that, "Can we go back to making fun of you two?" he sighs helplessly.
"Oh no, we're not gonna skip past you netting the 'Ice Queen'." Maine presses.
"Yeah! Come on Luce' tell us how it happened... Did you take him to space again?... 'Rock his world'?" Rebecca leans forwards and asks.
"How'd you know about that?" Lucy blinks, the only one who knew about that was David...
David coughs lightly, "I-er, told Maine about it..."
"Don't trip though, he was crushing on you hard and needed advice. Looked like a dog who'd lost his tail." the large man reassures, following the tenets of the bro-code.
"And Maine told everyone else..." Lucy deadpans.
Rebecca shrugs, "Hey, people like us don't get to experience romance like that." she sends a short glare at Ori, "Taking your BF to the moon is like the step above Paris... Or old Paris, I guess?"
"We weren't dating back then." she huffs.
"But look at you now, whittled down by his 'boyish charms'... That or you seriously dropped your standards." Rebecca pauses and adds the last part.
David straightens in his seat, "Hey!"
She raises her hands placatingly, "It's one or the other, I was technically complimenting you, y'know?"
Lucy sips her drink, "Let's not start comparing lovers," she tilts her head at them, "You know who'd win."
"Hah? You really think so? Look at my hunk and say that with a straight face!" Rebecca grabs ahold of Ori's metal arm.
"I prefer my guy less 'gorilla-like'... No offence Maine." smiles demurely.
"Who're you calling Gorilla!? That 'spose to be racist or something!?" he jokingly exclaims.
Before Lucy can respond Pilar arrives at the table, and with a companion...
"H-hey... H-have you mee-eet P-Peelir...?" the clearly drunk girl slurs as he sits her in his lap, grabbing ahold of any part of her body he finds interesting.
"Really bro, you can't net a girl that's not completely fucked up?" Rebecca grouses.
He chortles, "I pick up drunk girls, and your boyfriend picks up girls who look like children. I know who I'd rather be!"
"WHAT DID YOU SAAAAY!?" Rebecca shrieks, throwing her glass at him but it ends up smashing against his date's head, knocking her clean out.
"Someone take the girl to a doc before she bleeds out..." Kiwi mutters as blood starts to pool from the drunk girl's forehead.
"I'll do it." Sasha sighs and carries the girl out.
Pilar faces Rebecca with an exaggerated karate stance, "You may have defeated my date, but you are out of ammo-OOHH!" he falls onto his back as Ori's glass hits him.
...
"My drink..." Ori bemoans.
"I'll buy you another!... Besides, does anyone here disapprove of that?" she jabs a finger at the groaning Pilar.
"Nah, at the least it'll teach him to not mess with drunk chicks." Dorio shrugs.
"Can we get back to Davey and Luce' hooking up?" Rebecca demands.
"What's there to say? They hooked up, that's the end of it." Kiwi drawls.
David scratches the back of his head, "Uh, it was more than that but alright, I guess."
"Sounds like a scoop!"
"So, what now? Any more big gigs planned?" Maine asks Ori, "We got swamped by Faraday so maybe you'd wanna help out?"
"Took too much on your plate huh? I guess I can chip in if you need it. I'll be wanting an even split though."
"You fucked on the roof after watching rockets launch!?" Rebecca slams her hands onto the table, "THAT'S SO ROMANTIC!"
"You're in the dog-house now, kid." Maine snickers at Ori, "You gotta match what Lucy got or you'll never hear the end of it. Trust me, I know."
"Do you now? Elaborate." Dorio states and leans closer, reaching under the table and grabbing something that has the large man stiffen, in both senses of the word.
Ori leans back in his seat, "Everyone's too loud... Or maybe that's the drink talking." he mutters to himself.
"No, they're really too loud." Kiwi quietly responds, sipping her drink through a straw.
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The night continues with the group getting increasingly tipsy, he couldn't deny that it was fun though. He'd done a couple rounds of dancing with almost everyone, barring Pilar who was prowling for his next victim.
He finishes his sixth song with Rebecca when some gonk-fucker vomits on his shoes... He would've got Rebecca too if he hadn't lifted her up like a limp cat. "Alright, you got fine seconds to clean that shit or we're going at it." he growls.
"S-so s-orry-blaarrgh!" the guy turns and pukes his guts up into a trash can.
He couldn't justify beating the shit out of some poor cunt who didn't know his limit, so he just sighs and stumbles his way to the toilets. He wasn't spending the rest of the night smelling like last night's kibble.
Unbeknownst to him, someone had followed him in... Someone he hadn't seen for a while.
"Excuse me, c-can we talk in private?"
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บท 205: Accosted
"Excuse me, c-can we talk in private?"
Ori, who'd had his foot under running water in the sink, turns and crooks a brow at the woman. Rough black hair, brown eyes, and dull almost boring features. "Unless you're hiding a cock under that skirt, this is the gents." he states and continues his task.
"No... Ori, I think we need to talk." she affirms, catching him off-guard by her use of his name...
"Did one of my friends call me that? You need to learn that they're liars when they're drunk." he retorts, more on edge.
She sighs, "Of course you don't recognise me... It's me... Christy."
...
"Okay, even if it was, why would I care?" he quietly asks.
"Because you're the reason I'm here, doing side-gigs in shitholes like this with a new face! The whole fucking city is on my ass 'cuz they think I killed my bandmates!" she angrily exclaims.
He drops his other foot under the tap, "I actually like this bar, so..."
"They locked down my accounts! Millions of Eddies, 'Poof!' Gone! I had to sell my guitar!"
"And that's my problem, how? Lemme guess, to get paid to blow me?" he sneers.
"I want you to help sort out the mess you made! I paid you to see it done, and look where I am now!" she angrily rants.
Finally finished cleaning his shoes, he washes his hands and turns to her, "You paid to kill your bandmates, we did that. I don't know how people found out about it, maybe you let something slip, who knows. All that matters is that we did what we were asked to do." he shakes his head, "I don't recall seeing a trial, so I bet you didn't even try defending yourself, the fact your face isn't plastered all over the news means they don't want it publicised either... Sounds to me like this mess is your fault." he says and tries to push past her, she steps in his way and braces a hand against his chest however...
"No. You have to fix this! I can't live like this anymore! Do you know what it's like going from five-star hotels and food to sex motels and rotten street food!?"
"Yeah, the difference is, I pulled myself out of it. You dropped in it yourself. I'd recommend you get back to singing, don't wanna lose this gig." he states and walks past, leaving the seething woman in the male bathroom.
"Something up? You look like someone threw up on your shoes again." Rebecca asks as he gets back to the table.
"Nothing, shit was harder to get rid of than I thought."
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"Gooo-oood, dammmmnn..." Ori curses as he wakes up, still somehow finding himself in the bar...? He'd apparently slept on a booth seat with Rebecca passed out on his chest, but it wasn't just him present.
Many other people were still sleeping around the place. Everyone else was there too, all but Kiwi Sasha who'd presumably gone home, the latter after dropping that chick at a doc. David and Lucy had woken up, the Netrunner holding her boyfriend's hair as he vomits in a nearby trashcan.
"What the fuck happened last night." he utters, sitting up and gripping his head.
"Don't move..." Rebecca groans, burying her face into his shirt.
He glances over and spots Pilar stepping out of the toilets and zipping up his pants with a grin on his face, "Do you know what happened? 'Cuz I don't remember shit..."
"Heh, some Corpo asshat decided to celebrate something, had his guys bring in a shit load of stims and started slinging 'em. Ha! You should've seen it, never seen such amateurs before in my life!"
Ori furrows his brow, "We didn't, right? Not all of us would be stupid enough to do some strangers drugs?"
Pilar shrugs, "We were all pretty fucked up by the time that happened... I don't think those two slept either." he points at Lucy and David. "Last I saw they'd been plugged in for hours. Shit must've finally hit 'em."
"Bro, go away, your voice is annoying..." Rebecca tiredly waves him off.
Ori tunes out the sibling's bickering and glances at his Interface, where a bunch of missed calls and texts were...
[??? Missed Call]
[??? Missed Call]
[??? Missed Call]
[Zombie! It is imperative that you move to a safe location immediately! You are in danger! Arasaka are enacting military protocols! I repeat! MOVE NOW!] - ???
Three hours ago...
He blinks the sleep out of his eyes as he stares at the message, taking a few seconds to realise what it was. He wanted to believe someone was pranking him but, he was pretty sure they weren't lying.
"Shit!" he shoves Rebecca off of him and stands, making sure his revolvers were still there as he makes his way to the door. If he was gonna be hunted, he needed to get away from everyone before they became targets too.
"Hey! Where the fuck're you going!?" Pilar exclaims at his sudden departure.
"No time, I just need to go!" he says, marching out the door. Once he steps onto the sidewalk however he quickly realises a problem... The bar had already been surrounded. Not obviously, but he could see the snipers on nearby rooftops, all of them shifting to face him. They were all unmarked, presumably to give Arasaka an out should they be discovered, but something told him they weren't going easy anymore...
"Moku-get sighted," he could barely hear from the building opposite the bar, his software translating the Japanese, "One of the three capture targets, employ nonlethal rounds."
"One of the three?" he mutters, confused. Who else but him would Arasaka want to capture? David maybe? For his Sandevistan and ridiculous tolerance for implants? Maybe Maine?
His thoughts are cut short as he moves to the left to avoid a bullet, only for it to explode in a shockwave of energy, an EMP round. His body seizes, his flesh unaffected by the nanites in his blood, brain, and almost every other organ certainly were. Even with their preventative measures the damage would cripple them if allowed to continue.
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