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The forbidden jar that's been hanging around in your inventory is calling for you. This is its time to shine. You hide behind the towering mass of cowboy stereotypes you call 'Clover' so you can open up the jar safely.
The liquid inside evaporates almost instantly once the seal is broken. As if you casted a spell across the entire lobby floor the whole room goes quiet. The tension that was threatening to boil over into a full out riot at any moment has been subdued.
Granted it's clear all of the Drones are still a bit aggravated and one jar isn't enough to be a killing bullet. But it's enough for now.
>-Q-CORP PHERMONES!
The suited Android picks up on. "Oh! Oh now you're using illegal substances as well! How splendid! FOUR CHARGES OF FIRST DEGREE MURDER! POSSESSION OF ILLEGAL SUBSTANCES AND FIREARMS! TWO CHARGES OF ASSAULT AND BATTERY! YOU'RE FUCKED!"
[PERSON OF INTEREST] Four? Didn't he say three earlier?
"Partner. I am a licensed Ranger. Granted I live in P-Corp's districts but I have the license and registration for every fuckin' gun we have." An obvious lie but is the Android going to press it?
"SHOW ME IT, TH-"
"Of course," Max puts on that oh-so-familiar 'full of herself' tone of voice. "You wouldn't expect us to carry that paperwork everywhere we go. I bet you're armed right now. Can we see YOUR license for it?"
"THAT'S NOT RELEVANT! THIS IS CLEAR DEFLECTION FROM A BUNCH OF CRIMINAL SCUM!"
"WE HAVE TO ASK THE SEVEN OF YOU TO COME WITH US. PEACEFULLY."
"WE ARE AUTHORIZED TO USE LETHAL FORCE."
"Oh! Oh, good sirs, I think y'all got dropped on the head as tiny little bugs and computer chips. Or you're actively trying to slander us." Clover doesn't even flinch when one of the cops raises his revolver up at him. "We didn't attack the dockhands. We <span class="mu-i">saved</span> them."
The crowd gasps and murmurs upon hearing this. The cops are a bit confused at what Clover is saying but they seem to be willing to hear him out much to the Android's chargin.
"Fucking arrest him! He's talking about of his-" "NOW LISTEN. WE DIDN'T GET ANY ACTUAL CONFIRMATION OF WHAT HAPPENED. ONLY THAT DOCKHANDS WERE RUNNING AND SCREAMING." "So what! They were clearly the ones assaulting them!"
"Spinnin' tales to make us look bad. if ya talked to those damn dockhands, ya would've known we saved those bastards! They were hostages to a god damn sniper!" The gasps get even louder. It's hard to make out how the cops are feeling but they seem curious enough to hear him out.
"We were wandering around, trying to find our way back to the train station, when we got lost wanderin' around. We ended up
at some fucked up hostage scene with a sniper keeping them there! Could hardly seem the son-of-a-whore but I saw the glint of his scope."
"So what did we do!" Clover tries to reach for his revolver but then realizes doing that in front of cops is a bad idea. "I pulled out my revolver and prayed to the holy Son himself. Bang! Bang! Got two lucky shots to turn their brains to jelly!"
