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[UNSTABLE] AND LOOK IF WE DON'T DO A MISSION SOON WE'LL FIND OUT THAT THE MOON ISN'T REAL AND
[ANOMALOUS ABILITIES] I'm going to gag her, boss. Give me a moment.
[UNSTABLE] YOU FUCKING NIGGER-
"Shut up already, god damn." You rub the side of your head while your voices bicker amongst each other. The many S-District passersbys are starting to stare at you. Oh wait yeah, you're muttering to random voices in your head. No shit.
[PERSON OF INTEREST] So, we should investigate around this section of S-Corp's district. S-Corp is being meddled by an unknown group? Sounds like glowie shit.
[SCHOLAR OF THE CITY] After that, we should go check out L-Corp! Kiara knows of a movie theater in one of their sub-districts-
You stop mid step as you're about to board the train back home. You're immediately shoved into the train by some passing S-Corp residents, nearly knocking the many boxes you got from the cargo container out of your hand. After you find a seat on the train cab, you take a moment to process what you just heard.
"How do you know about what she knows again?" You ask the voice in your head.
[SCHOLAR OF THE CITY?] Did you know that O-Corp is the only company who legally owns cows? Totally legit!!!
[ANOMALOUS ABILITIES] Boss. You've been wearing the PARADIGM for how long again?
You look down at the bright orange bomber jacket you've been wearing for, fuck, over a week straight? Somehow it feels weird NOT to be wearing it. It's not like you're being compelled to, you think? Hard to really put into words. You doubt it's a potent enough artifact to corrode your mind through exposure.
You'll worry about it later. It's been helping you this whole time, hasn't it?
Once you arrive back into the frosty cold clutches of District 7, you make a mad fucking dash to your apartment to get these boxes (mostly the icebox with the fish and highly unstable acid) somewhere safe. It doesn't take too long since you know this section of District 7 like the back of your hand. You LIVE here, after all.
Screeching to a halt outside of your apartment building, you take a look around. Most of the poorly disguised X-Corp guards have vastly improved their disguises since you've been gone. If it wasn't for the fact you could read their minds, their bulky winter jackets and dead expressions would make you convinced they were G-Corp residents.
One of them lightens up a bit when they see you. "Ah, that one has antlers and has a crazy look in her eye. Not like the fake one." Eh? The fuck does that mean?
"Hey, uh, put these in my apartment. You probably got the key, right?" You hand over the three crates you brought back. Several other guards quickly move into action to grab them and transport inside. "Cool, thanks." You do want to ask them about some intel but <span class="mu-b">you'll save that after the movies and the S+L-Corp exploration. Right before you prepare for your next mission.</span>
Before you leave, a guard places a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, Nicole. Listen."
