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"Well, hopefully he doesn't get his brain fucking scrambled by them." Lex kicks a stone while you two walk down the streets of District 14. So. Much. Fucking. Grey. Not even a bit of snow to add some white to the mix.
"Hopefully." You look down at your map before realizing...hm. One of your old supply caches is still here. You grab onto Lex's arm and pull him down a nearby alleyway. He follows without much resistance.
"Where are we going?" Lex glances around with a slight look of confusion. "I thought we were going back to the train station? To leave here?"
"We have something to check out first. Trust me, it's all fine!" You chirp out with an unusual amount of glee. It's always nice remembering where a cache was and looting it. You don't even remember what's in them half the time!
Probably because of the brain damage, frankly.
Eventually, the two of you stumble across a small hut in the middle of the maze of alleyways. There's occasionally some small houses built in these places for those who are beyond poor. You, however, know this one is empty.
You enter to find nothing inside except for a shoddy wooden floor and four walls around you. Good. No one has moved in. You point to a small part of the floor in the center for Lex to lift up. With some strain, he pries the loose floor board to receive a crate you left behind.
"Damn. You know, it would've been nice if you told me you had this before we did the mission, ya know?" You simply give him a blank look. He drops the subject real quick after that. He picks the crate up and puts it onto the floor of the hut.
You pry open the crate with some help from Lex. This proceeds to let several things spill out onto the crate and all across the floor. You hope to GOD you didn't store a drink in there or something.
>18
The first thing you pick up is a small pack of cigarettes. The package is a uniform red with small bits of white speckled about in the form of stars and swirls. "MARTLO CIGARETTES. FLAVOR SO SMOOTH, IT CURES POISON!" is written on the front.
"Yeah, right." Lex snorts. "Don't cigarettes rot your lungs? I'm not that dumb."
>24. QUINT BOOSTED
The second thing you find is something quite unusual. There's a small suit made out of a dark fabric that looks like it's thin enough to be worn under your regular outfit without anyone being able to notice. You don't recognize it at first but Lex's eyes light up when he spots it. "Damn, isn't this combat graded stuff? How did you manage to get that?"
>94
The last thing is a jar filled to the brim with a bright purple liquid. A grey "Q" is stamped on the side of it followed by "DRONE PHEROMONE MARK A12. APPLY TO SELF TO INDUCE FORGETFULNESS TO THOSE AROUND YOU." You slosh the fluid in the jar. If you had to guess, there's enough to apply to at least a few people before running out.
"Huh. I heard that costs a lot of money to get. Or, I dunno, working for P-Company and sending them...what was it. A-Energy? Some junk abnos make?"
