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(Setting) G&K CafeBar

| >Located in a small, easy-to-miss alley, five minutes away from the Downtown Distrtict main street, is a G&K CafeBar. Small, warm, quiet haven, with old-school, 1960-th themed wooden furniture and yellow gas lamps.
>Despite only being known to a few chosen, G&K welcomes any guest clever enough to discover it.
>It is a popular spot for the Springfield family mafia meetings, and as such is known in the underworld to be under their protection, making it one of the safer places in GC.


| >Being a relatively small cafe, it only features a couple of tables and a counter. Sleepy mafioso guard sits sipping his coffee in the corner near the exit.
>Behind the counter stands the young woman in chocolate apron over black suit. Her waist long, chestnut color hair was put in a ponytail. Soft smile on her face made her deep, green eyes seem even deeper.
>Mina Springfield, (self-proclaimed) head of Springfield family was bored out of her mind.


| >Fox walked up to the door of the cafe, not sure if he was in the right place. The invoice said this was the joint for the drop off, but he didn't expect it to not look like a bar. Come to think of it, his connect at BTC didn't get this for him either. In any case, caution didn't pay his bills. If BTC meant for this to go here, then it was. He shrugged and walked in, package en-tow.
"Excuse me? I'm looking for A Springfield? It's a delivery from BTC."


| >a strange pink haze floods the area


| >Fox's hazard sensors ping as soon as the gas passes into his air filters. It wasn't the gas like last time, but it did have a noticible effect on the other humans around, causing them to fall asleep.
"Gods dammit.'


| >>190747
>soon fox is engulfed by it as well.


| >Woman at the counter was about to reply to the man, as she suddenly fell asleep where she stood. While falling, her hand struck a whiskey bottle from the counter, and it fell on her head. Blood started dripping from the wound.
"M-MINA!!"
>Sleepy mafioso, seeing this, sprung from his place, but soon fell asleep as well, only making half the way to the bartender lady.


| >Fox's emergency protocols sprung into action, prompting him to seal his body to the air, but also causing him to go into low power mode and forcing him into a hibernating state. An emergency nanomachine beacon was also released to hopefully get someone to help


| >Someone enters the building, wearing a large red coat and a mantle, hiding a plugsuit.
>A mask with three glowing red stripes covers the face of the individual, he heads to fox and slaps him
"You okay there fella? Having a little nap?"
>He plugs a device into Fox, and jumpstarts it, bringing him back to consciousness
"Hoping this works~"


| >>190934
>Fox springs back into action with a loud yelp
"OW. Careful with plugging unknown devices into running units! Anyway, how did you override my security protocols? That's not a factory standard thing"


| >>190937
>The person laughs loudly
"I know my way around a few systems fellas, Lilim myself ya see."
>He looks around
"And factory standard is garbage anyway, glad to see this old thing of mine still works"
>He gets up
"Any clue on what the fuck is happening, im the one suposed to gas people, being german and all"
>He jokingly says


| >>190940
>The Joke is lost on Fox, who tries to open up his arm panels yet cant.
"Looks like some of my functions are still limited. I saw on Danger/u/ that someone let loose a bunch of this gas that knocks out anyone in contact with it."


| >>190941
>Falschen hits the arm, opening the panels
"Sorry for the hurt mate"
>He says while going towards the bar
"why the fuck are we always getting shit on in this city, good thing I got this suit and it kept my skin out of contact, or else I would be toast"
>He jumps over the bar and starts tending the the injured bartender
"Cant wake up humans though, wish I could"


| >>190944
>Bartender's injury by itself is not severe, but she has suffered a serious blood loss - obvious by the size of the pool of blood around her.


| "This city is just a weird spot. Let's try and at least get bearings."
>Fox pulls out his data pad and checks anything to help, finding something of note.
"Looks like GCPD is trying to get through with giant fans! If I had the mods a DT-01d could get, we could carry these folks out of here."


| >>190946
>Falschen snorts
"Giant fans, what a plan"
>He bandages the wounds and then grabs the girl, lifting her up easily with one arm
"Filthy lot, but a life's a life eh"
>He grabs the man who is sleeping in his other arm, hanging both of them on his shoulders
"So you coming? This girl needs a doctor right now"
>He says as he heads towards the door


| >Fox sees Falachen easily carry the two and sighs. Sometimes he wishes he had that chassis but being him was better. He picked the package back up and followed, worried.


| >Falschen slaps Fox on the back and lifts a thumbs up
"Don't mind, you can always work out"
>He laughs heartily and exits through the door, going for the nearest hospital


| >Fox follows, trying his best to scan anything that could give them more information on what's going on. Not being sure, he deftly scales the side of a building to plug into a satellite unit. He stays plugged in for a short time and climbs back down in no time.
"Word says that only four districts are affected. Slowly but surely, the cops are making their way


| >Falschen cringes visibly
"Great, the police just looooves me, and my powersuit is home too, this day is getting better by the minute"
>A loud sigh is heard
"I fucking hope none of the Hazmat dudes find us, that would be a mess"


| >>190959
"I'm pretty sure my emergency nanomachine deployed so we might get tagged as friendlies... unless you somehow are so modified to not be compatible with them. In that case, I can distract them with my prototype pea shooter?"
>Fox punctuates his statement by making his right hand open up, combining his index and middle finger into a clunky cannon-like thing with a glowing blue light at the end. This doesn't last long.


| >>190963
>Falschen just looks at him
"You would actually shoot that at the police? I like your guts but thats a terrible fucking plan fella"
>He says, chuckling


| >>190998
"It's really just a high powered laser. But in the gun configuration, it's a a hard light gun that actually fires, but it's more of an annoyance than actually dangerous. Ayanami-sensei developed this prototype but never finished it."
> Fox sighs and checks his internal diagnostics, hoping to see if there's a chance they're in the clear.
"My sensors indicate that the gas concentration is starting to go down"


| >>191001
>Falschen shakes his head, pulling out a knife from under the mantle and tapping it
"This is all I need, no techy shit can match a six inch blade straight through the neck"
>The knife is beautifully engraved with roses and vines, he puts it away, making it dissapear
"So the gas is going down? Thats good news"


| "Yep! Word is that now Phoenix Corps members are helping with clean-up too. Still strange we haven't ran in to any."
> Fox kept pace, even in between climbing on buildings to periodically plug in to a new satellite for updated information. One would swear he was specialized just for climbing instead of his actual social purpose.


| >one can hear singing emanating from the cloud.
Hey girl~ hey girl~
Dont lieeee to me~
Tell me where~ you slept~ last night~


| >Falschen taps his helmet and mask
"Hey you hearing a super fucking lame song or I am going insane again"


| >Meanwhile bartender girl's face becomes more and more pale with each passing minute. She is unlikely to survive for longer than an hour without proper medical treatment.


| >A group of officers enter, they seem to be everywhere outside evacuating victims of the gas attacks
"Excuse me GCPD evacuation ongoing we're here to escort everyone out"


| >>191520
>All they find inside the cafe, are couple chairs ran over and a pool of blood mixed with alcohol behind the counter. The only personnel the cafe had, have been (>>190949) taken away.


| "search the area. The Lt. Wants this place cleared in 2 mins tops"
>The officers hastily check around, behind the counter, in the bathroom, in any room inside. They take not of the pool of blood but stay focused on finding bodies


| >Finding nothing they quickly leave to search other buildings


|


| >Fox tries using the UV laser in his hand to signal someone... and to chase the voice away.
"That singing is creepy. Reminds me of an old song that they used to play in this bar back in New Philly. They said it was almost two centuries old."


| >>192441
>Falschen snorts
"You lived in America fella? All my respect to you, fuckos ruined that damn place to the ground, not that germany was better mind you"
>He then notices the girl's state
"Alright enough walking around, This girl needs treatement NOW, and I aint about to let someone just die out on me like that"
>He gets a key out of his coat and presses a button
"We should get to my car soon, I'll get us all outta here"


| >>192444
>Fox hears car and practically flips his head. He gulps hard and goes paler.
"Y-y-you have a car? Is it... tiny?? Are we going to be squished???? I know she needs help but maybe a hospital is near by????"


| >Falschen laughs
"Pfft, no it aint, I modded it to all hell, you'll see"
>He then stops and goes into an alleyway, pointing to something
"This is it, the BAT, also known as the Big Ass Truck"
>The truck is red and huge, it also has metal plating on it and a sticker that reads: Child on board
"Lets go, Ill drop her off as soon as possible in Cathedral-1"
>He says, getting in the driver's seat


| >Fox nervously gets in the truck, clicking his seat belt as tightly as he can before taking it off entirely.
"O-o-okay. I think that I'm ready. It's not far right???? I'm not used to traveling in a vehicle this small."


| >Falschen takes off the mask inside the van, revealing a head covered mostly by bandages and various textiles, the one part mostly hiding the face has a skull crudely drawn on it, he puts a pair of aviators and then puts the mask on again
"Doesnt feel right without those glasses, my bad"
>He punches the accelerator as soon as he finishes speaking and then starts barreling down the street"
"Navi, closest hospital?"
>He says and a map opens up on the main screen


| >>192586
>Fox stares at Fal's face, puzzled in more ways the one. The terror of the car kept his mind from focusing on asking too invasive of a question, at least.
"Why do you think this happened? I mean, there's no rhyme or reason. It even affects us, which is the strangest part."


| >>192586
>According to the navigation system, the closest open medical facility is VeriaTech clinic, located in Cathedral-1. It will take you approximately... 30 minutes to get there, if you will move without stopping.


| >>192601
>Falschen looks at the road and presses the accelator stronger
"Dunno, but I already fucking hate it, anyone using bio weapons or shit like that aint a good guy, and I take care of people like that"
>He laughs creepily


| >>192630
"So are you like, a murder-lilim? I've never met any that were designed for combat, at least not in person. I've seen some of the chassis that Ayanami-sensei developed for them, but that's it."
>Fox scans him once more, hoping to glean some information on his model or anything.
"Are you one of the old Drk-s0l models? Is that why you're covered in bandages?"


|


| >>193587
>Falschen looks at Fox
"Huh? No, nothing like that, I'm a CH1A modified king class, known as a FAXX-10"
>He points to the mask
"The bandages are just part of the whole costume, if my mask breaks I dont want to be exposed. As for my primary purpose, well it was to test how empathic Humans could be to lilims, so I look exactly like a human, I can even reproduce normally, the combat stuff is something I learned"


| >>194275
"Glitch really is the beta test of the world, huh? Whoever created your line must have had some hangups. Or at least a weird theory."
>Fox dug around in his courier bag, the package he was supposed to deliver rattling around inside with the other gear. Fox pulls out a mini-tablet like device and taps on the screen. Within moments, b-LINK begins to play.
"I figured we needed some tunes, right??"


| >>195390
"I'm the only model of my kind, I cost a lot it seems"
>Falschen says while cringing visibly
"Dont you have better songs? War marches or classic shit?"


| "What? No. That music is just not my stuff. It sounds so stuffy and stiff. Besides, the b-LINK girls are so sweet! Their aesthetic is nothing like their actual personalities off the stage."


| >>195429
"Well I sure dont like it, to me music anywhere past 2020 is garbage tier"
>He sounds tired
"Call me bitter, but I just dislike that kinda new stuff"
>He arrives in Cathedral-1 and pulls over to the hospital
"Anywho lets bring em' out"


| >Fox practically launches himself out of the truck, taking the moment to stretch himself out as far as his body let's him overextend. He takes a deep breath and is thankful to see the haze hasn't hit Cathedral-1
"Alright, let's get this girl out."
>Fox opens the passenger door and does his best to half carry Springfield out.


| >Falschen grabs the girl and rushes to the hospital, his suit suddenly reajusting itself and hiding beneath his mantle, he takes off the mask and then enters
"Excuse me! I found a girl and she needs help right now!"
>He yells as he enters


| >>195444
>Fox stretches his arm as high up as he can, trailing Falachen. He turns his hand into the cannon like configuration to use as an impromptu beacon.
"She's bleeding badly! We need a doc here or something!"


| >>195444 >>195453
>You enter just in time to bump into an elderly doctor. Doctor was a rather short, grumpy man with grey hair. You briefly noticed both palms of his hands to be prosthetics.
>He took one look at the girl's face and started barking orders.
"Oh bloody hell, STRETCHER, HERE, NOW! Elise, get the blood transfusion equipment ready! On the double!"
>He then turned to you.
"Where did you find her? How much time passed?"
>In the back a pair of nurses rolled a stretcher out.


| >>195970
>Falschen starts counting on his fingers
"Huh, ten, no, huhhh something like forty minutes ago, in a gassed bar along Cat-2"


| >>195996 >>195970
"I think her name is Springfield. Her last name, I mean. It's on this package that is meant for her."
>Fox pulls it out and gives the package a shake before stowing it back in his bag."


| >>195996 >>196026
>Young nurse approached the doctor as we spoke, with a curious look on her face and a tablet in her hands.
"Another one because of that damned gas, — >doctor told the nurse as he signed something in the tablet,
— I swear, at this pace we are gonna run out of place."
>Two male nurses approached Falschen to take the girl off his hands and put on the stretcher.
"Springfields, huh? I'll notify the family. But your delivery will have to wait, unfortunately."


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| >>196059
>Fox nods in agreement. He pulls out his PDA after fiddling with his arm and taps on it furiously before putting it back.
"Well, can I leave the package with them? The client who delivered it has specific instructions to leave it with them at all costs. I can't just not do my job."
>He gives the nurses and doctor an earnest smile. Fox genuinely just wants to do a good job.


| ((OOC: I've been working nonstop, sorry for the late response!))


| >>198021
>Doctor shaked his head.
"You can leave it at the counter, if you have to, and we will hand the item over after the pacient comes to her senses. Otherwise, no."


|


| >Fox ponders leaving it for a second and pulls the package out.
"Well, I need a signature for it. I guess I can leave it here. I'll just come back once she's better.
>Fox flips his hand and shoots a card onto the box. His information is on said card.
"Fal, this night has been very strange. I'm heading back to the Motor district. Hopefully this is all over by the time I get there."


| >Falschen nods
"I'll go looking around town, maybe get a few others eh"
>He slaps Fox's shoulder
"Dont get yourself in trouble kid, and maybe I'll see ya later"
>He starts leaving the hospital

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