Several minutes later, Gloria was furiously ordering her hotel staff around in an attempt to locate or get in contact with her two missing employees. The bag hadn’t reopened, and they weren’t spotted leaving the Mojave base.
You were just about to go out looking for her when Gloria’s phone rang. She answered it and put it on speaker immediately.
<span class="mu-b">“Araña?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Right here boss. Benga’s here too. We’re fine.”</span>
You all breathed a sigh of relief.
<span class="mu-b">“Where are you?”</span> she demanded.
<span class="mu-r">“We got out of the base. Sandman and the huntress lady helped us get away.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“Go back to one of the safehouses and wait there for a few hours until this blows over a bit.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“No can do, boss. We were spotted and positively ID’d on the way out. We made sure of it.”</span>
Gloria frowned. <span class="mu-b">“Why would you-?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Your plan was never going to work out the way you wanted it to, boss. You needed a patsy. Someone to pin the blame on so no one traced this back to you. That’s why I made sure me and Benga were seen stealing from every major player in the city. Including you.”</span>
Araña sounded exhausted, but somehow, you could still imagine the same cocky grin on her face.
<span class="mu-r">“And…it’s why Benga shot Cassandra Mercury. It’s all part of the plan. <span class="mu-i">Our</span> plan.”</span>
You could’ve imagined it, but you thought you heard a muttered apology from Benga in the background.
<span class="mu-r">“Don’t worry. We made sure to make it look like we betrayed you, instead of the other way around. Now, everyone else won’t be so quick to pin the blame on you.”</span>
Gloria ran a hand through her hair, and Koa muttered a curse behind her.
<span class="mu-b">“Girls, you’ve just made yourselves a target for the entire Family. What the hell were you thinking!?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“We’re thinking that we owe it to you to see that you succeed. You’ve done right by us–treated us better than anyone else has in our entire lives. We’ll never forget that. You’re our ride or die, chica.”</span>
<span class="mu-g">“We’ll try not to die.”</span> Benga added, a tinge of sadness and regret creeping into her usual flat voice.
What will you say?
>”How do you plan on getting out of here? The whole city will be looking for you.”>"Why did you feel the need to shoot Cassandra?">”You should’ve told us! We might’ve been able to find a better solution.”>”Just get your asses back here. We’ll hide you until it’s safe for you to come back out.”>”Tell me where you are. I’ll do my best to slow them down and cover your escape.”>Write-in.Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2The Huntsman’s Travel Guide:
https://pastebin.com/PU6LWsip 