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"SACA, Hidaka, you two go in first. Distract him. I'll sneak up behind him and deal with him."
SACA moves in without a moment's hesitation, after tossing you the OBSCURA SYRAH syringe, of course. It waves its arm in order to get the guard's attention.
Hidaka mutters something under her breath before she rushes in after SACA.
"GOOD EVENING, SIR. THIS UNIT HAS EXPERIENCED A PATHFINDING ERROR. I REQUEST THAT YOU POINT ME TO THE NEAREST SACA UNIT FOR ASSISTANCE."
The guard turns to face your two friends. His dead eyes scan both of them for any weapons or anything else that could be suspicious before he answers. "Go back the way you came. Take two lefts and a right; you'll find <span class="mu-i">your</span> kind there, robot."
"Quick question." Hidaka addresses the guard. "Heard rumor. Need your input on it."
While the guard's attention is focused on your friends, you remove the TWISTED CLOAK from your satchel. You drape the cloak over your body, feeling it clinging to you like a second skin.
You cover your face with the hood of your cloak to make sure you don't stand out like a sore thumb. You sneak down the hallway while your friends continue to babble at the guard with inane nonsense. He's doing his best to answer their questions, if only to get them to leave, but they keep asking him more and more questions.
His patience is already starting to fray. "I'm <span class="mu-i">busy.</span> Please, ask another guard about this."
"But what is life? What's the meaning of it? Are we living?"
"DO YOU HAVE A PARTICULAR MOVIE RECOMMENDATION IN MIND FOR ME?"
"I- Why are you asking me this?" The guard narrows his eyes. "Look, ladies, I'm not buying whatever you're selling. I'm no fool, you're not tricking me."
Funny about that. You already managed to get behind him right as he was saying that.
You pull out your two syringes, and, waiting for the right time to strike, you jab both syringes into the guard's neck. Bullseyes.
The guard's hand jolts towards the gun in his holster, ready to pop a cap in you, but the drugs you pumped into him are already doing their work. His posture begins to sway as his blood alcohol content goes through the roof. While he's distracted, SACA neutralizes the target with a very secret SACA UNIT move.
The robot violently shoves the guard. The guard slams face-first into the floor without even trying to brace for impact. His nose makes a sickening crunch as he hits the ground like a dead fish. Somehow, though, he's still kicking. Shit, he must be made out of sterner stock than you expected.
He tries to reach up to his earpiece to call for help. One swift kick to his side, from your fellow wageslave, is enough to put him down for good. All he manages to get out is a pained groan right as the double dose of drugs finally knocks him out.
SACA scans the guard with its bright red eye. "HUMAN WILL BE UNCONSCIOUS FOR 2 HOURS. THE SERUM WILL KEEP HIM DRUNK FOR SEVERAL MORE HOURS. PLAN WAS A SUCCESS." Excellent. By the time he's up, you should be long gone.
