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7/28/2015 3:55:43 PM
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[b]Katt looks back to see her running over to the junkie[/b]
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The junkie still in shock from the random attack looks over to see a figure sprinting to him. "Thank god, you gotta help me! I've been-" the foot he received to the side of his head cut off whatever he was about to say as he leaned over from the blow and fell unconscious. Revy felt a tiny bit of remorse, just a tiny bit but remorse nonetheless. "Sorry chum, I'm desperate". She kneels down and starts rummaging through his pockets. A pack of cigarettes, and chocolate bar, 3 KAP8 pills and just what she was looking for, 8 data chips. With that she looks over to the droids and wonders if anything is salvageable.
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[b]Katt walks over to you[/b]
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She notices someone approaching. "Oi! It's you again" She pulls her flu mask down, revealing her face.
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"Good to see you again"
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"The feeling is mutual" she happily responds as she makes her way to the droids. She begins picking through several of them and takes out their batteries and all leftover ammunition from the Kricsbocs they were armed with.
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"I'm guessing you where after him" [b]motions towards the junkie[/b]
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"Meh" she shrugs. "I'm after anything that can get me a quick credit" She says back, making an 'ok' symbol with her right hand.
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"If you want I could give you one of my old pistols I don't use anymore"
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Her eyes widen as she turns to you. "Would you really?!" She walks over to you with alacrity as she stuffs a duffle bag with droid parts.
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[b]she reaches into her leather jacket and pulls out a PR-X5[/b]
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She is nor just barely able to contain her excitement. "Oh mygod yes!" She merrily accepts the pistol. As she takes it she makes sure the safety switch is on and proceeds to spin it a few times in her hand, she holds it up to eye level and looks down the sight, aiming at the wall. "Bang" she silently says under her breath. She's surprisingly adroit with guns. She slides back the slider and looks inside. "What types of rounds does it use?"
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"Five millimeter"
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"Thanks! Like a whole bunch! Thanks!" She says as stuffs the handgun into her satchel. The junkie groans a bit, he's waking. "I'll repay this, swear on me grave!" She says as she takes her duffle bag full of droid parts and begins jogging. You get a message on your TacPad, her contact information along with a short text message: [b]Ever need anything just holler :)[/b]
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[b]jumps to a nearby roof and disappears into the night[/b]
