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<span class="mu-i">Guided by Cheddar's modelling of the probable paths, Lead Agent Graphite ducks left, weaves right, vaults a chair, kicks a bottle as a distraction and comes in swinging. As the would-be-shooter stumbles backwards, the Reavestims coursing through his body makes two hits with a bat just enough to get his evening started the fun way and his shout is half half half joy. Nodding, once, with precision, the AARID system bolts forward, skirts the corner, takes the couch in a leap and brings a baton down on his foot with eloquent precision as a spray of long micro-missile needles chews up the foilage, the table, the bottles and one clips past Graphites flailing bat and the Steel Viper's stumbling arm to inject a payload of nervetranq in his sternum.
Shocked by the sudden violence and rush of noise, nearby patrons gasp, gawk, stare, and up on stage, Laez (glancing right) is canny enough to realize that now might be time to kick it up a notch and she belts out the opening line for a crowd favorite, grabs her guitar and strokes a few chords as - in the same move - she shoves her microphone at the only available target nearby. That happens to be Agent Sunday.
With a flickering hum, the Obsidian Tide's systems slowly come back on, knitting itself back together, lights restoring, AR feeds groaning into motion. Someone in the kitchen yells ABOUT TIME I CAN'T COOK TEA WITHOUT POWER YOU DWEEBS...</span>
>OH NO CONSEQUENCES PHASE
