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"Th, tha, the, tha, t-tha, the, th, th, tha, THAT, TH, THE, HH, THAT MAN! HIM! HE! THE MAN HIMSELF!!!!!" Steam erupts from various gaps all across her steel chassis. "YOU-YOU MET THE ADMIRAL??? IN THE FLESH???" Before you have time to even attempt to answer her question, she's busy flipping through the many photos you took with an obsessive zeal. That's going to keep her busy for a while.
The three of you keep wandering the streets, your two allies busy analyzing and/or obsessing over the items you gave them, while you check up on L-Corp's district.
Most of the people you pass by dress the exact same, even if they're Androids or Drones. Long white shirts, white slacks, and boots for the men. Long flowing white dresses and high heels for the older women while the younger ones wear concealing shirts and long skirts alongside simple, tidy white shoes.
The only specks of color besides the various skin colors on the humans, metallic bodies of the androids, and off-colored skin of the Drones is wax seals attached to their chests. Each of the seals you see are in different colors but you notice a trend almost immediately.
Those with a brighter wax color seem to have more high class and 'fancy' looking versions of the standard outfits everyone else is wearing. Those with a duller wax color, like brown or black or crimson, seem to have pretty rugged and almost dirty-looking clothing.
[ANOMALOUS ABILITIES] A fascination with bright, warm colors. Like the rays of bright light coming from the sun.
[SCHOLAR OF THE CITY] Considering they're not attacking you or even paying much attention to you, you doubt it's a class system. Most Districts with a class system rigorously enforce it. It may be similar to a religious or spiritual belief system.
[SCHOLAR OF THE CITY] Though, you doubt it's like N-Corp. N-Corp cares more about blind faith than anything as united and uniform as this.
Most of the shops you pass by seem pretty much like any other normal shop you would see in the City. Shopkeepers handing out their wares to their customers, restaurants taking people's orders...the one thing you do notice is how there doesn't seem to be any security systems in their buildings or armed guards waiting in case something happens.
Though you realize how they're keeping this peace when you pass by another store. A dully dressed man with a black seal on his chest is being searched by a brightly dressed man and woman. Soon, they found what they were looking for. A watch that the man was trying to steal.
The brightly dressed man man pulls out a revolver.
<span class="mu-r">BANG!</span>
Red blood immediately splatters across a nearby shelf. Your two allies are too busy obsessing over what you gave them to notice.
"Such a dull, unclean heart. He had his one warning from the Light." The brightly dressed woman venomously spits out.
"Such a vile, filthy heart. Bringing his corruption from the rest of the City inside our lovely District." The brightly dressed man nods.
