Cyberpunk II 2786A.D. Las Vegas.

Discussion in 'Archive' started by Raven, Aug 24, 2008.

Tags:
Thread Status:
Not open for further replies.
  1. Raven

    Raven Banned

    Joined:
    Oct 14, 2006
    Messages:
    9,751
    Likes Received:
    72
    Location:
    The NetherWorld
    Jonathon suddenly found the barrel of a Pulse laser pushed into the back of his head.

    He glimpsed three Enforcers headed his way. And that was when he realised he was a hostage.
     
  2. chad.sims2

    chad.sims2 New Member

    Joined:
    Apr 20, 2008
    Messages:
    2,051
    Likes Received:
    10
    Location:
    KS
    "My what an interesting city." I said, my hands raising slowly above my head. "And what can I do for you gentlemen?" I asked, a slight, freindly smile on my lips. "Surely this must be somekind of missunderstanding, you see, I just arrived here tonight, havn't had the time to make enimies." I hoped I could talk my way out of this if only Venom kept his big trap shut.

    I looked a bit worried at Pasha, and then at venom. "We surrender to prove we mean you no harm." I said, glareing a bit at Venom for him to get the hint, no fighting a fight you can't win easily.
     
  3. Raven

    Raven Banned

    Joined:
    Oct 14, 2006
    Messages:
    9,751
    Likes Received:
    72
    Location:
    The NetherWorld
    A volley of more gun fire cross the street from the other five Mohicans these were armed with Pulse pistols darting between parked cars gunning down the enforcers. The fight began to get serious when a riot van pulled up and five more armoured men emerged. They carried bulky guns with fat barrels.

    Brakka brakka brakka the sounds of deafening shots blazed across the streets the armoured men killing the Mohicans leaving just the three surrounding Pasha and Jonathon.

    One slammed the gun on Jonathons head and hard. He then shot him through the shoulder. And began to fire on at the armoured men approaching him. More shots blazed. Pasha stumbled.

    Another explosion blew a car in the air and down with a slam killing an enforcer and wounding another’s legs.
     
  4. chad.sims2

    chad.sims2 New Member

    Joined:
    Apr 20, 2008
    Messages:
    2,051
    Likes Received:
    10
    Location:
    KS
    My head was spinning as I hit the ground. Bang, my shoulder ripped apart, seemed we'd have no chance to talk this out. I slowly reached my good hand into my jacket, the man above me, intent on his targets, I drew, spun and fired a close ranged shot at the man's chest. "Bastard." I said and scrambled to get out of the street, blood pouring down my side, rounds flew past me, I spotted and injured man, one of the ones that had tried to capture us for no aparent reason. I fired on him while running. "Is everyone in this city a brute!" I yelled and dove for cover.
     
  5. Raven

    Raven Banned

    Joined:
    Oct 14, 2006
    Messages:
    9,751
    Likes Received:
    72
    Location:
    The NetherWorld
    The blast blew the Mohicans head off with a splatter.

    The other two stopped saw this and fired back three shots whizzed towards Jonathon.
     
  6. Leaka

    Leaka Creative Mettle

    Joined:
    Dec 17, 2007
    Messages:
    5,824
    Likes Received:
    36
    Micheal wasn't exactly sure what to do in this situation. So he grabbed Pasha's shoulder and began to drag him close on the ground to safety. He dragged Pasha into an alleyway he believed to be safe. He dragged Pasha and pushed him into a giant pile of trash bags and covered him up with as much trash bags as he could.
    "You can last in there I am sure," Micheal said to Pasha.
     
  7. FlakeandFins

    FlakeandFins New Member

    Joined:
    May 29, 2008
    Messages:
    1,097
    Likes Received:
    5
    Location:
    Georgia
    There were rumors spreading of a shoot out happening at one of the banks. Zu ignored them, hoping that they weren't real. He wasn't looking to replicate the action of New L.A. He sighed, knowing it was likely inevitable. He drowned out the thoughts of looking at the long coats in front of him. They were plentiful, varying in fabric and color. He finally settled on beige, silk cotton blend that stoped at his knees and fore-arms. It would allow him to keep his weapons, of which he had none yet, concealed and allow for mobility of his limbs, as well as easy access to his keypad. He brought the jacket to the front, paid, and left.

    When he was outside, he put on his aviators and then the PCC started vibrating. Zu flipped it open, and the Mr. Brady appeared on the screen behind a lark oaken desk.

    "Good morning, Driver," he said and smiled.
    "Good morning, Mr. Brady," Zu responded unemotionally.
    "Meet me at the Las Vegas Motor Speedway in one hour," he said, "we'll see how good you really are then."
    Zu smiled confidently. "Sure thing, Mr. Brady," he replied. "You won't be disappointed."

    Mr. Brady cut off the commchat, and Zu returned the PCC to his pocket. He hopped on the UMB and headed back to the Tanley, keying in another elaborate route to get there.
     
  8. chad.sims2

    chad.sims2 New Member

    Joined:
    Apr 20, 2008
    Messages:
    2,051
    Likes Received:
    10
    Location:
    KS
    I heard the shots moments before I felt the impact. I continued my dive and made it mainly behind cover, dragging myself forward with my good arm. I knew something had been hit, but didn't have the time to check it out. I dragged my self slowly into the alley. The sound of gunfire still echoing as I pulled myself into a corner, partialy concealed by a dumpster. I smiled as I looked down at my once good leg. The shot had struck low taking most of it off at the ankle. "Viva Las Vegas." I said softly, set the rifle down, ripped the pants leg on my mechanical leg, and let the knife pop out from its hiden compartment.

    I quickly made an impromtue turnakit around my lower leg and then in one quick chop severed the remaining meat and muscle that held it on. A tear rolled down my face but my voice said nothing. I leaned against the wall, and attempted to stop the bleeding in my shoulder.
     
  9. Raven

    Raven Banned

    Joined:
    Oct 14, 2006
    Messages:
    9,751
    Likes Received:
    72
    Location:
    The NetherWorld
    A shot whizzed past Michael grazing the side of his cheek. he looked to see one of the mohican's headed back to them. On his other side Enforcers stopped and shouted "DOWN" a blaze of bullet fire whizzed over head as Michael dropped to his chest.

    The Mohican was ripped apart his chest split open with blood gushing down. another volley and He'd been cut into two. The last Mohican stopped and fired. and enforcer fell. Suddenly and without warning the last stopped and watched as his upper torso slide down diagnally from his waist. Blood vomitted out like an errupting Volcano. Stood behind was a hooded figure eyes glowing starring across the street. and with a fleeting blink he was gone.
     
  10. chad.sims2

    chad.sims2 New Member

    Joined:
    Apr 20, 2008
    Messages:
    2,051
    Likes Received:
    10
    Location:
    KS
    The gun fire stopped, I took a deep breath, most of the bleeding had stopped, the rest should be stopping soon as long as I don't do anything to stupid. "Damned city, ain't no one got any respect?" I asked the air and dragged myself out of my hiding spot to see a leg sticking out of a trash pile. "Umm, ok." I said and dragged myself over to it. I could hear breathing, so who ever it was, still lived.

    I removed a few trash bags and their layed Pasha. I smiled at him. "Hell of a day to be free, ain't it." I joked and looked around for Venom, with any luck he had taken a round to the face.
     
  11. Leaka

    Leaka Creative Mettle

    Joined:
    Dec 17, 2007
    Messages:
    5,824
    Likes Received:
    36
    Raven placed his hand on his face and saw blood. He grumbled a bit and looked Jonathon.
    "It was the only safe place I could put Pasha," Micheal said, "I would like to apologize for earlier...my mind was still messed from the freeze."
    Micheal looked at where the bodies had been sliced and then he looked at the brick wall. Micheal looked at Pasha.
    "As I said before I can help with Pasha's wounds," Micheal said.
    Micheal licked the blood of his fingers. He liked the test of copper and iron.
     
  12. chad.sims2

    chad.sims2 New Member

    Joined:
    Apr 20, 2008
    Messages:
    2,051
    Likes Received:
    10
    Location:
    KS
    Now the man talked different, liked blood, and appologized... Nuttier than I had first thought. "I'm sure he'll be fine, big tough guy like him." I said and using my good hand dragged myself up onto a standing posistion with all my weight on my one leg. "Thanks for the appology but I think i'm gona head out on my own once the cops are done with us." I said looking at them, they hadn't left, so obviosly we were going to get an interogation, hopefully sooner rather than latter, not keen on staying in a cell.
     
  13. Leaka

    Leaka Creative Mettle

    Joined:
    Dec 17, 2007
    Messages:
    5,824
    Likes Received:
    36
    Micheal looked at Jonathon for a moment. Micheal then looked at Pasha. Micheal continued looking back and forth from figures. Micheal then looked at the cops.
    "I don't want to be locked up again," Micheal said, "So you're going to leave after the interrogation?"
    Micheal looked at the ground.
    "Are you sure if you leave that you won't go back?" Micheal said.
     
  14. chad.sims2

    chad.sims2 New Member

    Joined:
    Apr 20, 2008
    Messages:
    2,051
    Likes Received:
    10
    Location:
    KS
    "No offence but I'm going to be blunt, you are crazier than half the people in a nutt house, Pasha's not bad, but I don't think I can work with someone like you, to many screws loose." I said bluntly, my voice still calm and musical. "I'll be fine on my own for a bit, maybe hook up with one of the other groups." I said and thought of the fun i'd have minipulating, normal, sane people. I was good at it, infact that was why I had been locked up, 356 counts of collaboration to murder. Those where the days.
     
  15. Leaka

    Leaka Creative Mettle

    Joined:
    Dec 17, 2007
    Messages:
    5,824
    Likes Received:
    36
    "I don't have screws loose and I am not a nut," Micheal said.
    Micheal looked at Jonathon.
    "I'm sane enough...," Micheal said.
    He looked at Jonathon again and then he looked at Pasha.
    "If that is your wish to leave and turn to your old ways that is fine....your freedom will feel stale," Micheal paused, "I'm going to cause trouble just for you...I'll leave right now run from these cops and I will leave."
    Micheal got up from the ground and his pants. Micheal smiled snakishly his fangs baring. He look at Jonathon, it was Jonathon fault he was pushing Micheal and Micheal hated being pushed. Micheal grabbed onto the brick and meant to climb. He can do it as well.
     
  16. FlakeandFins

    FlakeandFins New Member

    Joined:
    May 29, 2008
    Messages:
    1,097
    Likes Received:
    5
    Location:
    Georgia
    A sleek wide passenger speeder pulled into the parking lot of the LVMS. The door slid open and Mr. Brady motioned for Zu to sit down inside.

    "So, Driver," Mr. Brady said, "it's your big test."
    "I'm ready, Mr. Brady," Zu replied staring at the large structure in front of him. Over the centuries, many attempts to renovate the structure had taken place. This gave the Speedway a new-age ancient look. The new age part was for the speeder races, and the ancient, dirt track portion was for the demolition derbies. The derby had a 50 metre radius on it, and a spiked gate around the perimeter. The speeder pulled around to this area and the men got out.

    "You'll be competing in a 10-person demolition derby, today," Mr. Brady said.
    Zu stopped in his tracks. "Excuse me?"
    Mr. Brady and the three men with him laughed. "You scared of a little derby?"
    Zu shook his head. "This isn't quite what I had in mind for a trial run."
    Mr. Brady approached him. "Trust me kid," he said, "if you can survive this, you'll be able to manage traffic in this city."
    Zu sighed. "Alright."

    Mr. Brady smiled and the four men continued towards the derby area. Some greasers were doing there best to keep a modified speeder dust free. It had some dents and dings in it, but it looked the part. It floated two feet from the ground, was all black, had a thick durasteel fender in the front, and a heavily armored bumper and back area.

    "THe punks here call it the caboose," Mr. Brady said, rubbing his hand on the speeder.
    "Won't have to worry too much about getting nailed in the rear," one of the greasers yelled. Everybody laughed at that, except Zu. He didn't get it. "Just make sure your front half stays clean and you'll win this sucker."
    "Any questions?" Mr. Brady asked Zu.
    "Safety gear?" One of the greasers tossed him a helmet. "This is it?"
    "What do you want? Full body armor?" Mr. Brady asked annoyed. "Get your ass in the speeder and go win the derby."

    Zu put the helmet on and hopped in the speeder. He pressed the ignition and the machine hummed to life. Hopefully I still remember how to maneuver, he thought. Zu coasted the speeder through the gates and into the derby grounds. There were various metal columns, and in the center were to large slopes, one 30 feet high and the other 25 feet, that were separated by a 20 foot gap. On the outer permiter of the derby, speeders were dispersed evenly and pointed towards the center. Zu said a quick prayer as the countdown began.

    The large buzzer sounded and Zu hit the pedal immediately. He started cruising and weaving through the metal columns, trying to get a feel for the vehicle. It wasn't long before he was nailed from the side. Another speeder almost T-boned him, but only got the back. Zu kept his calm and kept going. He hated conflict, so his strategy was to avoid the other speeders and let them knock each other out. It might not have been popular for the crowd, but Zu wasn't interested in being a crowd pleaser. He looked up at the installed radar, noting the various blips and beeps that popped in and out as he drove, increasing his speed. He tested the vehicles maneuverability, zooming in between columns and taking it up one slope and jumping the gap to the other.

    Once he came off the jump, another driver tailed him immediately. Zu checked the rear camera. It was getting staticy since the driver kept bumping him. Zu quickly sped up, remembering what the greaser told him, and slammed on his brakes. The driver behind him collided with Zu's car. The other driver took most the damage, and Zu's car slowed a bit. Zu sped up and maintaned his avoidance pattern. It wasn't long before another car came up to Zu's side. He bumped Zu hard, and Zu bumped back. The two cars sped around the perimeter.

    The other driver made a hard bump and Zu lost control of the speeder, causing him to plant into a metal column. The speeder shut down, and just hovered back away from the column due to the recoil. Zu was dazed temporarily, but uninjured thanks to the roll cage. He shook it off and desperately tried to ignite the car, flipping various switches that doused the engine with coolant. The other speeder had lined up, ready to put the final blow in. The speeder finally hummed to life, and Zu pulled it back as the other vehicle soared past him, stopping just before hitting the gate.

    The two pulled side by side again, but this time Zu was ready. He put his hand on the E-brake and started to gas the speeder forward. The other followed suit. He needed to make it quick, before his vehicle died on him. As the came around the curve, Zu tightened the E-brake a bit, sending his speeder back. As he expected, the other drive broke too much. Zu sped forward, engaged the E-brake and spun the speeder around, sending the heavily armored bumper into the fender of the other speeder. He drove away, but heard a loud siren go off.

    A voice came over a speaker in his car. "Godd*** you did it," he heard one of the greasers yell, "bring the speeder out the gate."

    Zu let out of sigh of relief as he slowly brought the speeder out of the derby. Once he was back in the pit area he got out. He saw extent of the damage. "You're lucky to be alive, Driver," Mr. Brady said, "you had us all nervous."
    Zu smiled confidently. "I'm not used to dodging metal columns on the street."
    "Well, I'm sure Marty will be happy," Mr. Brady said extending his hand. "What's your name Driver?"
    Zu shook Brady's hand. "Wesley," he said, "Vin Wesley."
     
  17. Raven

    Raven Banned

    Joined:
    Oct 14, 2006
    Messages:
    9,751
    Likes Received:
    72
    Location:
    The NetherWorld
    Wolf parked his bike up on the corner of town. The place was lit up brighter than the sun. Lights flashing on everything from certain cars top billboards and casinos. It was certainly a place of wonder. The gamblers dream.

    Wolf locked up his bike and checked his Desert Eagle pistol was functioning properly it was. He re-holstered it at his hip. Then he removed his blue tinted shades and wiped them clean and placed them back over his eyes. With that down he unzipped his leatherjacket and headed onto the streets. The Royale was across the space port and the place he had booked a room. So with that he decided to take a walk through the streets and get a feel for the place. People everywhere passed by the odd enforcer patrolled the streets cradling their shock mauls but nothing to grim.
    Though it did muse Wolf that it was the Mafia’s that ran this city especially Seth Krokodil.

    Wolf took out a data slate looking at the picture placed first. Tolva. Certainly a beauty. Next came Kiara. Wolf smiled to himself another looker. The next was a guy named Spencer, and another female Fox She was certainly something. Then came Suzu. A blond with looks also. All names and profiles he possessed from the archives of the beginning of the Corporate cold war and the fall of Sekki and Quasaar. Twenty years gone.

    Wolf placed the slate inside his jacket and headed for the Royale he would no doubt meet one of them there. After all roads will lead to the Royale. So where better to be but the place it would begin before it ended.
     
  18. Raven

    Raven Banned

    Joined:
    Oct 14, 2006
    Messages:
    9,751
    Likes Received:
    72
    Location:
    The NetherWorld
    Michael Stern watched the streets far below on the top floor of the Royale reminiscing on those days when he was chairman of Sekki Corp. Days long since dead thanks to those freebooter scum. His small communicator chimed and he took it from the oak table at the centre of his luxury lounge.
    He flipped it open and a holographic Image of a hooded figure appeared the warrior was also clag in a cloak. The warriors Eyes became suddenly bright like tiny lights from his image and he faded away. Followed by a message.

    The message read.
    Tolva.
    Recognition
    Kiara
    Suzu


    Mr Stern turned his communicator back on. The image of another attired in a suit appeared.

    “Mr Stern.”

    “Adam we have trouble.”

    He turned the com back off and sat back on his comfortable red leather sofa.

    After 15 minutes Adam appeared walking into Mr Sterns lounge. Sir.

    “Those freebooters are here. How.”

    Adam removed his silver shades and placed them in his jacket pocket and took out a small notepad and pen.

    “My guess Cyber Police.”

    “Frag. Order a hit on them. Vornn especially. What about our enforcers here?”

    Adam wrote something on his notepad.

    “I doubt Brannigan will know we have Cyber Police in the city so I’d say the whole force is at our disposal. I’ll put a full K,O,S (Kill On Sight) out on them. Also I’d say there’s more Cyber police with them. We can have them stopped instantly with immediate effect I’ll have a warrant oput on them as well as a contract.”
     
  19. Raven

    Raven Banned

    Joined:
    Oct 14, 2006
    Messages:
    9,751
    Likes Received:
    72
    Location:
    The NetherWorld
    Within ten minutes every CGI Billbaord was advertising A warrant for Tolva Kiara and Suzu. pictures of the three where almost everywhere within the city including the Casinos and clubs.

    A warrant was also issued for their arrest within the enforcers presincts. After an hour pictures had been posted on lamp posts road sides and space docks of the three.

    It wouldn't be long before the Bounty Hunters came out to hunt.
     
  20. Bick

    Bick New Member

    Joined:
    Jun 6, 2007
    Messages:
    0
    Likes Received:
    26
    Location:
    St. Louis, Mo
    He was back in Russia, it was Summer. The field was a bright green, something he imagined could come only from his hometown. He had lived in the country his entire life, but he couldn’t always enjoy it. He’d been running from the authorities since he was a preteen, and sometimes you can’t just look at the small things. He couldn’t help but smile as he rolled into the grass. The birds chirped around him, and the wind blew their songs in every directions. The sun warmed his face, and a smile perched on his face like an unknowing eagle on a live wire.

    The footsteps came pretty quietly, and the gentle feminine laugh was like silk to his ears. He gently moved up, taking a flower in his hand as he took for a slow jog towards the sound. He crept into the forested area, and his eyes met the woman and her female companion. Her companion was nothing special, a big-boned Russian, just like every other woman he had known in his life… but this woman was special. Her eyes were an emerald green, just like his mother’s. Her hair was a beautiful auburn, and fell down covering her chest like a seductive cloak. He waited with his trusty machete, the blade that had once belonged to his grandfather. He didn’t move, until the time was right. He striked at the companion, her head went flying to the ground. The Auburn beauty was quick to react as she ran, but his blood-stained hands were much too quick as they wrapped around her shoulders. He gently caressed her as she sobbed like a lustful lover. His humming was low as he forced her into a kneel, and placed her on his lap. He gently pulled the needle from his belt, as he assured her. His voice was mellow and her sobs trembled onto his own body. His smile was broad, as she gave a gasp as the shot penetrated her shoulder. She struggled, trying to get from his grasp. It was only momentary, as she fell limply into his arms. He laid her form onto his shoulder, and gently brushed the hair from her face. He placed a kiss on her forehead just before throwing her over his shoulder. He had a toy to play with.

    He grimaced, as he was thrust back into reality. Trash covered him in all directions, and the scent of rotting food surrounded him. He could see both of his companions, the distress was obvious. His eyes went to their wounds, and then finally his own. His shoulder was upsettingly damaged, but he just shook his head as he managed to grab the needle, thread, alcohol and syringe from the component on his arm. He was quick to toss the alcohol on his wounds, including his face. It stung horribly, but he held it in, as he quickly put it back in it’s place. He stitched his arm with a skill that could only come from doing it for many years. The years he had learned on his toys, when he had stitched their wounds so they could live to play with him. He cut the thread with his own blade, and set the needle back in it’s place. His eyes went to Johnathan, as he injected the needle into his arm. His companion appeared to be hurt.

    “Help him.”

    “I’m not a doctor.” He grumbled under his breath.

    “Just do it.”

    “Need help with… that?” he asked.
     
  21. Ungood

    Ungood New Member

    Joined:
    Jun 3, 2008
    Messages:
    787
    Likes Received:
    6
    I watch the water run down my metal fingertips trying to remember what my hands once looked like. This world is not my world. So many things have changed and nothing I like so far.

    That net trip left me feeling like broken, beaten, and defiled in ways I did not think was possible, and even after an hour if this water running across my flesh and steel I still feel unclean.

    I rub the back of neck where they injected the nannites. I'm not even sure what exactly a ninnite is, but it cannot be a good thing by how many times they told I would implode if I messed with them.

    The grim reality that we are on a suicide trip is starting to sink in better today. Last night I was feeling itchy and antsy, today I feel that dead clam that comes over you when you watch the score board and realize that you lost game. More so knowing that there is nothing you can do about it either.

    The one question bugs me, why did they thaw me? Was I just being thawed out cause they needed a body and when I lived they just dropped me in this program to finish me off? We all know that after 250 years there is only a 1% revival survival rate, and if I had not taken such good care of myself loosing both my arms would have sent me into system shock. I should be dead, right alongside Julie and Jasmine.

    I need to go visit the grave when this is all over with.

    After a typical morning routine I head off down to the desk where they hand me my new ID and my two thousand credit bill, Lovely.

    Hello Walter Mills, time for you to get employed. Lets see what the specs are. Former military, nice touch, fitting too.

    I ask the manager where some good jobs for a professional bouncer or security personal can be found. He directs me to his office and we have a sweet short interview and I am informed that I need to buy a proper outfit which includes a white suit and pink shirt.

    He winks at me says the pink shirt is what got me hired.

    Life just gets better and better.

    And speaking of better, I need to go find Barbie and Candy, at least that is what I think their names were, or maybe it is just wishful thinking on my part.

    As I walk out of the room and down towards the dining room I spot one of the many image screens that line the halls. "Or they could be named Tolva and Kiara" I feel the words come out more then hear them as I ponder the reality that I could be the dumbest man in the world right now.
     
  22. chad.sims2

    chad.sims2 New Member

    Joined:
    Apr 20, 2008
    Messages:
    2,051
    Likes Received:
    10
    Location:
    KS
    I watched Pasha sew himself shut with sergical persision. Amazed that he could do that while in so much pain. "Umm, thanks, but first we should deal with the cops, then with our health, because I have a feeling the two are intertwined. I said looking at the enforcer who was talking on a radio obviosly getting more instructions, he didn't see us as a threat not that I blamed him.
     
  23. Raven

    Raven Banned

    Joined:
    Oct 14, 2006
    Messages:
    9,751
    Likes Received:
    72
    Location:
    The NetherWorld
    You are rquiered to come with us to the station. The Enforcer instructed. Jonathon and Pasha sighed.

    Within minutes an armoured enforcer Van stopped at the curve and opened the side doors. two enforcers stepped out. Both men ushered Pasha and Jonathon in the van. Once the door was closed they moved off.
     
  24. Foxee

    Foxee Contributor Contributor

    Joined:
    May 2, 2008
    Messages:
    2,663
    Likes Received:
    21
    Location:
    Pennsylvania, USA
    As Kiara and I move out into the hallway I’m feeling good. Well, better. I still have ‘Sweet Cheeks’ emblazoned across my a** but I feel pretty good anyway.

    When we get to the elevator and start down to the main floor the bulletin strip around the top edge of the car switches from a vacuous commercial showcasing a model with poofy lips and an overheated narrative about lipstick to…

    Good feeling just vanished.

    I elbow Kiara.

    “Look.”

    Then I nail the 'stop' button for the elevator and it grinds to a halt while we both stare up at the bulletin showing our faces.
     
  25. FlakeandFins

    FlakeandFins New Member

    Joined:
    May 29, 2008
    Messages:
    1,097
    Likes Received:
    5
    Location:
    Georgia
    "We have a job in two days," Mr. Brady told Zu. "Knock over a bank, I'll send you the specs on your PCC...think you can plan out an escape route by then?"
    "I planned an escape in under minute back in that derby didn't I?" Zu said with a cocky smile.
    Brady laughed. "I'll send you details on where to meet us if you ever want to shoot the breeze, also," he said, "and you should have a nice package waiting for you back at your security suite in the Tanley."
    "Hopefully not the kind that goes boom," Zu laughed. The speeder pulled to the front of the Tanley and Zu leaned forward. "So what do we call ourselves?"
    Brady gripped Zu's hand hard. "We don't call ourselves anything yet," he said tightening his grip, "you ain't in yet kid." Brady let go and activated the door. "And shave your hair and get rid of that stupid mustache. We'll be in touch Vin."

    Brady groomed his mustache as the speeder door closed. Zu shook his head and started for the entrance. That's when he noticed everyone pointing upwards. He turned to see a billboard displaying faces on it. One of them he recognized. Tolva, he thought, the name jogging some of his dormant memories of New L.A. It was coming back to him in bits and pieces as he walked into the Tanley.
     
Thread Status:
Not open for further replies.

Share This Page

  1. This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
    By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.
    Dismiss Notice