>>5229720No, you reply, shaking your head at what you now know to be <span class="mu-g">Christy’s</span> voice, but you’ve got <span class="mu-i">better</span> news: remember those <span class="mu-b">MISSING PEOPLE</span> they were looking fo-
“<span class="mu-i">I’ll send a retrieval team immediately. What’s your location?</span>” She interjects, excitement somehow registering through her text-to-speech program. <span class="mu-g">CREAM DE LA CREAM,</span> you reply, moving away from the small-scale riot forming outside the establishment. Does she know where that is? “<span class="mu-i">I practically live there. Well, I used to before this all happened. Stanley, you have no idea how much this means.</span>”
You have a few guesses, you smirk, but why doesn’t she paint you a picture, huh? Are we talkin’ a <span class="mu-i">raise</span> here, or…?
“<span class="mu-i">Chief Blumenkrantz will be over the moon. Prepare yourself.</span>” The other end of the radio goes quiet for a moment. “<span class="mu-i">A team will head to your position with medical supplies and transport–ETA ten minutes.</span>”
Talk about speedy delivery! Where was that kind of hustle when you used to order take-out?
“<span class="mu-i">Did you discover what was behind the disappearances?</span>” The voice continues. Yea, you reply, and you’ve got the smug bastard right here with you! Say hi, Jed!
“This is only a setback.” He mutters from under your arm. “Enjoy your frozen treats while they last.”
Hey, you frown, that’s no way to treat the person about to grab him a cone! Blinking in confusion, the skull looks at you with a mix of surprise and befuddlement.
“Y-you’re getting me ice cream? Really?”
<span class="mu-i">HAH</span>! No! Shoulda’ thought about that before trying to harvest my body parts, freak!
“<span class="mu-i">Yes, please don’t serve the culprit ice cream.</span>” Christy adds as you stick your tongue out at the killer’s skull. “<span class="mu-i">The team can take him into custody if…</span>” The robotic voice pauses, “<span class="mu-i">complications don’t occur. I trust you’ll make the right choice, Stanley.</span>”
You always do! Since you’ve got her on the line, you continue as you take a seat on a nearby barricade, some of these survivors belong to that shitheel <span class="mu-r">BORIS’</span> squad–not that he cares, or whatever!
“<span class="mu-i">Noted.</span>” Christy replies over the sound of a few keys being tapped. “<span class="mu-i">That’s good news. Mr. Ponderosa’s team has been reporting significant amounts of MIA and KIA security personnel even before the assault on JOPLIN–glad to see some of them made it.</span>”
Makes sense, you scoff, Boris only cares about one thing in this world: he, himself, and HIM!
“<span class="mu-i">Then you’ll be happy to know that we’ve been reassigning most of his security personnel–we can’t reassign the members of Mr. Blacquiere’s organization, of course, but hopefully we’ll see far less casualties in the future.</span>”
HAH! Suck it, ‘<span class="mu-i">CHOSEN ONE!</span>’
>CONTD. 