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"Well, that's cool and all." Max interrupts the ongoing conversation with a firm cough. "But we're here to look for someone." She tosses over a small parcel over to the Cleansers. The tall one catches it and opens it to see...well. A fuck ton of bribe money. "A very important friend. A friend who, if we don't find, my family will raise hell. Why did you let her in?"
The Cleansers chitter and chatter amongst each other, holding what you think is about $6000 worth of bribe money. The tall one breaks their gaze from the pile with a shrug.
<span class="mu-s">"VALENTINA, YEAH? SHE KEPT BLABBERING HER FUCKING NAME TO EVERYONE IN EARSHOT. SHE CAME HERE LAST WEEK AND BADGERED US TO LET HER IN. SHE DID THIS WHOLE SOB STORY ABOUT HER FAMILY SUCKING AND SHIT LIKE THAT."</span>
The short one takes a moment to remember something before joining the conversation. <span class="mu-s">"SHE SAID SHE HEARD A RUMOR ABOUT THE GAS THE RAW STUFF PRODUCES AND SHE WANTED TO COLLECT A SAMPLE FOR HERSELF. A BIG ONE. BIG ENOUGH SO SHE COULD GROW MORE OF IT."</span>
The average sized one is still transfixed by the money but with a shove from the tall one, they speak up as well. <span class="mu-s">"WE LET HER IN BECAUSE TO BE HONEST? SHE WAS SOME DUMB TEENAGER WHO WANTED TO GET HIGH FOR CHEAP SO SHE COULD MAKE SOME DUMB ART. WE TOLD OUR BOSS ABOUT IT AND HE DIDN'T CARE, SO WE LET HER IN. SHE HAD SOME DUMBASS MINER BOYTOY COME AFTER HER AND SOME BULKY ROBOT FRIEND, SHE WOULD'VE BEEN FINE."</span>
"Until she didn't return." You mutter to yourself. Fuck, yeah, that's not good. <span class="mu-r">You can NOT let Robbert find her.</span> Having a hostage of a powerful family member's daughter would be BAD.
"Wait, what?" Benjamin snaps out of his bee trivia induced trance. "S-sixteen? Nicole, did you know about that? We're hunting a teenager?"
...Wait, yeah, the Handler only said her name and where she was at. Nothing else. Holy shit, no wonder why everyone's charging in and why she seemingly had an actual motive to come here beyond 'the arts, bro'. Her god damn brain wasn't fully developed and now, she's probably melting her brain down there.
"Do you have anything of hers? We're here to find her." You're immediately tossed over a long, flowing scarf made of a dark blue Nouveau Fabric. <span class="mu-s">"YEAH. SHE SAID TO KEEP THIS. SOME SORT OF HIGH CLASS STUFF. DIDN'T WANT IT DIRTY. WELL, OUR JOBS ARE DONE HERE AND WE TOTALLY DIDN'T SEE YOU SO..."</span> The Cleansers take a moment to open up the gate before gesturing at you to go inside.
You and your allies decide it's probably best to rush down there before the others-
[???] "GOOD FRIENDS!" Devin yells out towards a group of three corporate executives, rushing right over to them to get in their way. "WOULD YOU LIKE A POPSICLE?"
[???] The bunny masked man huffs with obvious annoyance. "No. Move."
[???] "AH BUT YOU SEE! I THINK YOU SHOULD REALLY COME OVER HERE FOR ONE!" Devin gestures towards his shop. "I WON'T LEAVE UNTIL YOU DO!" Another man in a labcoat exits the store, approaching the corpos as well.
