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You look at the old rusted iron box Kiara handed to you. A heavy duty lock is latched onto it.
"Found this while we were exploring that factory." "Got the key?" "Nope! I'd guess it doesn't have one. Felt like some sort of anomalous doohickey so I went with it."
Right. You pocket the box for you.
>MYSTERY BOX obtained.
Something clicks in your head. An abandoned hidden lab that's roughly 25+ years old? Probably a good chance to use this old PARADIGM you've had since the very beginning. It's been consistently useful when you actually have the chance to use it.
You dig in your inventory for the old camcorder. Out of precaution, you decide it's probably best to pop a moonstone fragment as well. You begin to fangle with the camcorder while crunching on the rock as a yummy treat.
"What-" Seath narrows his one good eye. "You're not supposed to eat those! The intended way is to breath in the fumes; The rocks are just the vessel the fumes are stored in!"
"I have a W-Corp representative on speed dial." You mumble while crunching in your rock candy goodness. "I know what I'm doing."
"Crazy dame, yeah, but I met her." "Oh! Yeah, Wendy, I really should interview her later." "We even did a mission in a W-Corp mine with her!" Your other allies collaborate your story.
"Wait, Wendy? Wendy Walker?" Seath shakes his head. "Hoo. How much is Otto paying you again? This seems beneath you."
"$3250 for one day's work." The power button on the anomalous camcorder takes a LOT of effort to push down." Realistically, though, I mentally multiply it by 3x at minimum. I'm lucky enough to get a lot of favors and loot on any given mission."
"Yeah, sounds right." Seath closes his eye. He takes a deep breath to regain focus before searching through the lab. "Let's make this quick."
Benjamin and Kiara join him in looting this place but Clover stands right next to you. You have to crane your head pretty high in order to look at his face. "Yeah, Clover? Wanna watch this?"
"Can't mighty recall if I've seen ya use that before. I 'azard ya're doin' it for a reason, right, so I might as well."
"Sure, sure." You finally manage to make the hunk of junk work. Sepia-tinted footage crackles to life on the camcorder's screen. The lab basically looks the exact same aside from the five screens on the ceiling being turned on and being generally cleaner over all. The only major difference is an odd machine sitting by his desk.
It's a very bulky looking centrifuge that's as big as a minifridge. Various vials of liquid are resting inside in. A man with a fox's head is sitting at the desk with his back towards you. Both of his paw-like hands are gripping at his hair.
"Hoo." His voice is like an older version of Benjamin's. Nasally, high pitched, but a lot more exhausted. "What are you doing, Jin? You shouldn't be associating with this man."
Clover's face softens when he sees Jin. "He looked a lot better 25 years back. He's been getting a lot of grey hairs lately."
